Mr. Mourning paused and replied with a maniacy smile:

"Nope! I didn't call you! You are the one who is favored by the Great Immortal! I just ...... I'm talking to Daxian! ”

I gave him a chill down my spine! Trembling voice:

"Don't talk nonsense? Miscellaneous...... What Daisen? ”

Could it be that he was referring to the snake fairy of Mr. Qin?

At the beginning, Mr. Qin secretly planted a snake disaster on me, and tricked me into a nightclub, wanting to turn me into fodder for the murderous creatures on the second floor! It is not an exaggeration to say that I am the one who is favored by the snake fairy.

After thinking about this, I pleaded with Mr. Mourning:

"Sir, can you help me?"

When Mr. Mourning heard me say this, his head shook like a rattle, and he gritted his teeth at me and said:

"You go! Don't follow me anymore! Otherwise, if the Great Immortal gets angry, I will kill it!" ”

At that time, in the narrow alley, Mr. Mourning knelt in front of me, his face extremely frightened! may be because of the distraction of speaking, the mourning jar in his hand was not tightly covered, and a gap was actually exposed!

How could I miss this opportunity? Without even thinking about it, my right hand was as fast as lightning, and I directly stuffed one yuan into the jar!

……

"Ah......h Why? ”

When I get a hit, I quickly retreat! I saw Mr. Mourning Door flute slightly, and then fell to the ground and cried!

I saw his dirty and crazy appearance in my eyes, and it was a little unpleasant, so I wanted to help him, but Mr. Mourning pushed me away!

Wiping the mud and snot off his face, Mr. Mourning's eyes flashed with endless madness! staring at me:

"Why? Why are you chasing me? Just chase me...... But you're a great uncle! And force me to stuff money while I'm not paying attention? ”

"You...... You despicable and shameless fellow! Did You Know? If I take your money, I will die with you! ”

I was about to open my mouth to explain, when I saw Mr. Mourning raise his head and scream, and said:

"Wait! I get it! Someone must have been secretly pointing you out! Otherwise, you would never come up with such a shady and vicious trick! ”

"You say! Forcibly stuffing money, which bastard told you? ”

I gasped and wondered:

"It's not as serious as you say, is it? Won't I just give you a dollar? If you don't want it, just give it back to me!

"And...... Even if you take my money, you won't die with me, right? ”

Mr. Mourning shook his head and shouted at me:

"What do you know, boy? Take your money, and I'm infected with karma! Now Lao Tzu wants to ignore this...... It's hard! ”

The facial features on his face were twisted, and I saw that Mr. Mourning's expression was full of anger and sadness, and more of endless fear!

He turned, looked up at the sky and was silent, then sighed heavily.

I was puzzled and went up to ask him, but at first Mr. Mourning was reluctant to speak, and I was annoyed by asking him, so I had to tell him about it.

It turns out that this Mr. Mourning is also a strange person, he was cursed by his birth, as long as he is the one who scolds him, he will be good for a long time to come.

And as a price, every time after scolding someone, Mr. Mourning himself has to hit some bad luck.

But walking the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to encounter a stupid X who owes scolding, plus Mr. Mourning has a bad temper, but with this curse, how dare he scold people at will!

Adhering to the principle of "don't quarrel if you can do it", Mr. Fumen often fought with people when he was young, and he also caused a lot of trouble for himself.

Later, he also looked down on it, and after entering the metaphysical circle, he regarded this curse as a kind of practice, and wanted to make more good karma for himself by scolding others.

"But not everyone can scold, there are many taboos, and the biggest taboo is ...... I will never curse the dead! ”

Mr. Mourning looked at me coldly, and said coldly to me!

In the eyes of Mr. Mourning, I am actually a dead person? No wonder when he met just now, not only did he not scold me, but instead knelt on the ground and praised me!

Seeing that my face was not right, Mr. Fumen explained:

"Boy! You're still alive, but don't forget! You're eyeing Daxian! Your soul...... Soon it will be taken away by Daxian! ”

"That's why I said, you're dead!"

When these words reached my ears, I was so frightened that I shuddered! Unwillingly, he pleaded to Mr. Mourning:

"Senior save me!"

Mr. Mourning glanced at me strangely, and said miserably:

"Save you! I don't have that ability! ”

My heart jumped, my mood instantly dimmed, I sighed, I stood there a little overwhelmed, at this time, I saw a violent struggle flashed on Mr. Fumen's face, and then, as if he had made up his mind, gritted his teeth and walked up to me, and said:

"Stinky boy, let me ask you, where are you going later?"

I looked at Mr. Mourning in confusion and replied softly:

"I'm going to a woman's house! What's wrong? ”

Mr. Mourning had a gloomy face, and a violent struggle flashed across his face! Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Cause and effect are impermanent! Creation makes people! If I take your money, I'm going to give you my life! You stinky boy got out...... But I was implicated! ”

"That's it! If you want to blame me, it's not good for my life! Why did you run into you little bastard! Before you head out today...... I should have done the math for myself! ”

Mr. Mourning stamped his feet in anger, handed me the chicken cage on the ground, and said:

"Boy! Listen to me! You bring this chicken with you! You'll be there later...... When the man was at home, give her this chicken! ”

"If she doesn't want it, that's the best! You'll be safe too! ”

After I took the chicken coop, I asked suspiciously:

"What if...... What about the chicken? ”

Mr. Mourning's face turned white! Strong jealousy flashed in his eyes, and his lips trembled:

"If she takes the chicken, then you can find an excuse to go out, and then run for your life!"

"If you're lucky, maybe you'll get away with it!"

As the words fell, Mr. Mourning stopped looking at me, turned around, and hurried towards the depths of the alley.

I caught up and asked:

"Sir, don't you leave in a hurry......?"

Mr. Mourning turned around, with a monstrous anger on his face, and yelled at me:

"Stinky boy! I've helped you with this! Are you still not satisfied? Still pestering me? ”

I pouted and said, "Where are you going?" Maybe we'll stop by the way! "I have a lot of doubts in my heart, and I haven't had time to ask him yet! How can you let him go so easily?

Mr. Mourning made me almost cry! Hysterical shouted:

"Where else can I go? I was on the run! Stained with your stinky boy's cause and effect! How can the Great Immortal let me go so easily? If you don't run for your life overnight and find a place to hide, if you catch up with Daxian, my old bones will have to be confessed! ”

As he spoke, he didn't stop, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared at the end of the alley.

With a chicken coop in my hand, I walked towards Xing Xiaoyu's house in despair.

It was very cloudy, and the wind was blowing, and the wind swept up the dust, and dyed the whole world gray, and the pedestrians on the road became much scarcer.

I walked along the road alone, and the fear and doubt in my heart were entangled, and it became difficult to breathe!

Before leaving, why did Mr. Mourning give me this chicken?

According to his intentions...... I'm going to give the chicken to Xing Xiaoyu later, if she accepts it, I must run for my life!

Mr. Mourning didn't tell me the reason for doing so.

Could it be that Mr. Fumen is alluding to...... Xing Xiaoyu may be a ghost?

How is this possible? There's no connection between ghosts and chickens at all, okay?

But then again, before the first meeting, the female neighbor with glasses had said that Xing Xiaoyu was very suspicious!

For several days in a row, Xing Xiaoyu would secretly throw out garbage bags full of white hair from home at night! And she once threatened her neighbors, saying that if she dared to meddle in her affairs, she would use a wire brush to disfigure people!

Thinking of this, a chill suddenly surged in my heart!

No, no, no! Definitely overthinking! If Xing Xiaoyu was a ghost, why didn't Xing Yan tell me in the first place? On the contrary, on the day the corpse spoke, he begged me to help take care of his sister!

If Xing Xiaoyu is a ghost, Xing Yan must know it as an elder brother! Not even more so to make such a request! All this ...... How to explain it?

After reasoning, my gloomy mood has also changed a lot, besides, even Mr. Fumen is not sure about this, maybe someone will refuse to accept this chicken.

How could a beautiful little girl like him receive such a strange gift?

It's a live chicken! Even if Xing Xiaoyu can cook, but the dirty work of killing chickens and plucking feathers will never be possible for her delicate beauty to do.

Unconsciously, I came to the familiar tube building again, and after carrying the chicken coop up, I knocked on the door of Xing Xiaoyu's house.

"Brother! I've been waiting for you for a long time! Come inside! ”

After seeing me, Xing Xiaoyu smiled happily like a flower.

She boldly wore a pair of hot pants on her beautiful legs, a small waistless suspender belt on her upper body, and outlined her figure exquisitely, with pink melon seeds on her face, her fluffy eyelashes flashed, and her small mouth was coated with lipstick, shiny.

All this makes Xing Xiaoyu look like a freshly ripe peach, extremely attractive!

When I entered the house, I pointed to the chicken coop and said tentatively:

"Girl, you see I brought you a ......"

Before I finished speaking, Xing Xiaoyu greeted me warmly:

"Brother, you must be tired from coming so far to see me, right? Sit down! ”

So saying, she went into the back room.

Xing Xiaoyu didn't seem to notice the big in my hand.

Secretly relieved, I dropped the chicken coop at the door and sat down on the couch.

This will be the noon meal, Xing Xiaoyu guessed that I didn't eat, and very considerately ordered me a pot of dumplings.

The dumplings she bought at the supermarket and they tasted good.

It was so hot in the house that I didn't have to eat in a while, sweating profusely! Xing Xiaoyu sat on the side, smiling and watching me eat, but she herself never moved her chopsticks.

She said she had eaten before I came.

I'm not welcome, throw off my arms and eat hard! When I had swept away fifty dumplings, I burped, then patted my belly in satisfaction, and half lay on the sofa.

Xing Xiaoyu put her soft delicate body over, wiped my sweat with a tissue, and said softly:

"Brother, I haven't seen you for so many days, do you think about me?" ()

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