The ugly child didn't care whether the pimple soup just out of the pot was hot or not, and poured it straight into his mouth. The knotted hair fell into the bowl and put it in its mouth, closed its mouth and pulled it out.

Looking at the appearance of the ugly child eating, Huzi felt so unappetizing, and put a bowl of soup in front of him, but he didn't want to put his mouth down. He was still thinking in his heart that the dishes and chopsticks used by the ugly child had to be boiled in a pot with boiling water before they could be used again.

Zhao Shankun knew that this pimple soup was named by himself yesterday, and he had to appreciate it if his senior brother made it, even if someone was disgusting here, he had to eat it. So, he turned his back and turned his face away, not looking at the virtue of the ugly child.

The ugly man drank it dryly, and stretched out his sticky fingers to scrape around the wall of the bowl, sweeping the remaining bit of soup into his mouth. Put down the bowl and see that the bowl in front of Huzi was not moving, and stretched out his hand to point: "Not hungry?" But give me a drink. After speaking, without waiting for Huzi to respond, he stretched out his hand to take the bowl, and it was another "sparse uproar".

"Hungry wolf picks up heart...... Huzi frowned, "You eat slowly, no one will rob you." You still have to eat it in the pot, don't worry. ”

The ugly child put down the bowl - this bowl is also clean - licked his lips and patted his stomach: "No need, I'm hungry and panicked, and suddenly eating too much is not good for my stomach, and that's enough." ”

Huzi rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Last night, Huzi and Zhao Shankun carried Chou'er into the house, and after simply bandaging the wound on her hand that was picked up by Huzi, they wanted to wake her up for questioning, but they couldn't wake her up no matter how she screamed, so that's it. But when it comes to sleeping, the brothers can't sleep. There is an unpleasant sour smell on the ugly child's body, and it doesn't look like anything outside, but when he gets to the house, he covers his head, and after a long time, he is so dizzy that he can only open the doors and windows to ventilate.

Fortunately, it is the late spring and early summer, and the doors and windows can be opened at night. If it is placed in the cold winter wax moon, the doors and windows cannot be opened, and the fire of the kang rises, and there is no way to treat people in this house.

Until the next morning, Huzi boiled the pimple soup and brought it to the house, and the ugly child got up when he smelled the fragrance, turned over and got off the kang and came to the dining table, and drank the soup after serving. The brothers were taken aback.

Huzi turned around to look at the kang futon, and there were some black and yellow things that he didn't know what they were, and he wondered whether to dismantle and wash them, or buy another bed.

"Hey...... Thank you so much for your hospitality. Brushing the hair covering his eyes twice, the ugly said, "Although it was given to me a knife, but it also saved my life, thank you for your kindness, and you can use my place in the future, you can just let me know." ”

"But I don't dare to be," Huzi waved his hand, "if you don't trouble me, I will be content." Since you have been relieved of the temporary danger of eating, if there is nothing else, Sister Chou'er, please do it. "Huzi is going to pick people up.

Although Huzi had an experience of partnering with her, he didn't have a good impression of Chou'er. The first time these two people met was the night he lived in the Drum Tower, and the ugly girl sang a tune to invite Grandma Seventeen to show up, so that Huzi bumped into him. At that time, Huzi didn't know Chou'er, but Chou'er knew Huzi. The deal in Egret Lake was introduced to Zhao Yueyue by her, and she had seen Huzi from afar. But even so, the ugly child was ruthless when he started with him, and he obviously really wanted to kill people. Just because he lost face in front of his master, he wanted to kill Huzi to get this face back, which was unreasonable. If it hadn't been for Grandma Seventeen to stop her at that time, Huzi would have fought with her to the death.

But then again, the apprentice trained by Grandma Seventeen is not a false one, and I haven't seen anyone who can't be invited by the immortals, and I don't know what to say, anyway, it's capable. But now that her five gods have been whipped, I don't know if there is still this magical power.

The five gods above the five god whips are not talking about the five gods of spirit, spirit, soul, mind, and will, nor are they based on the five organs of "the heart hides the spirit, the lungs hide the soul, the liver hides the soul, the spleen hides the mind, and the kidneys hide the will", but the "five gods".

Wutong God is not a genuine god, but for the five demons and monsters that can be greatly worshipped, also known as Wulang God or Five Rampant God, who likes to prostitute wives and daughters and steal people's property. Regarding the sacrifice of the five gods, in all dynasties, it is one of the most disgusting obscenities of the government and all righteous paths.

The folk worship the five gods not to pray for blessings, but to eliminate disasters. Worshipping the five rampant gods may not necessarily gain any benefits, but offending them will definitely lead to disaster. If you don't want to get any benefits, it must be faster than worshipping decent gods. After all, there is no faster way in this world than a traitor who embezzles bribes and speculates to get money, but their benefits are not so easy to get, and they have to get back ten times and a hundred times in the end.

But the two gods are not afraid of this. Strictly speaking, the younger brother and the two gods belong to shamanism, and using the name of the five gods is actually suppressing the luck of the five gods. Because the Wushen Whip is actually a piece of wood, with five sections of red tassels wrapped around it, the biggest role is not to beat people, but to beat that side of King Wen's drum. In this way, what the Wutong God needs to face is not one two gods, but the various immortals invited by the two gods. No matter how rampant these five gods are, they don't dare to turn their faces against all the immortals in the entire Kanto.

The five god whips carried by a second god can be regarded as a magic weapon over time. Especially the stick in the hand of the ugly child, it should be given by the seventeenth grandmother, and it is the same as the Wenwang drum that can pop out the blade, it is an extraordinary thing. Now that it's broken, half of the ugly child's ability is gone.

Hearing that Huzi was about to pick up someone, Chou'er plucked his ears with his little finger and said, "What's the matter? Don't you want to know how my Five Divine Whip was broken? ”

"I don't want to know," Huzi saw that Chou'er didn't want to leave at all, and waved his hand in response, "I'm not interested at all." That's your business, and it has nothing to do with our ghost family. This is already within the territory of Sun Mountain, and strictly speaking, it can be classified as the jurisdiction of the seventeen grandmothers. You have arrived at your own master's door, what's the matter, you go into the mountain to find Grandma Seventeen and tell me to go, don't be next to me. ”

"The trail is friendly and unforgiving." The ugly child looked stunned, "Don't you care about the past feelings?" ”

"Do we have any affection for each other?" Huzi retorted, "At the beginning, I was called a 'boy', and now I am also called 'Little Daoyou', I am so uncomfortable." ”

The ugly child's face changed, and he sighed: "Hey...... It's a shame to say that. It was explained by my master, I didn't do it well, and now I have no shame to go back to face my master, so I have to ask for it here. I didn't expect to give me a knife when I met, and now I want to drive me away, I am a good life! ”

As he spoke, he began to wipe his tears, and as soon as he threw off his snot, he was about to rub it on Huzi's clothes. Huzi narrowly avoided it, and the ugly child was not embarrassed, so he changed his hand to wipe Zhao Shankun's body. Zhao Shankun thought that the ugly child was disgusting, and also hid to the side, the ugly child's crying stopped for a beat, and then wiped the snot on the front placket of his clothes, and then cried: "Why is my life so bitter......"

"Oops......" Zhao Shankun pinched his eyebrows, "Don't howl!" At night, you climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and you were going to attack my senior brother again, do you know that you deserve to be stabbed? If you knock on the door, how can there be so many things? ”

As soon as the crying stopped, the ugly child turned his face and asked Huzi: "Which unlucky child is it?" Why is it so bad to speak? Do you know each other? I don't know me and beat him. ”

Huzi pouted his teeth, he said in his heart that he had seen a shameless one, but he had never seen such a shameless one. He also rubbed his eyebrows - he had a headache - and said to Chou'er: "Ugly sister, my junior brother is telling the truth, if you don't shoot me on the face, why should I stab you?" ”

"I was fainting with hunger." The ugly child gritted his teeth and said, "When you lifted the window, a crack was exposed, and when I saw your face, it was like seeing a big white steamed bun, and I was about to grab it when I reached out, and you gave me a knife." ”

Huzi smiled bitterly, and didn't know what to go back for a while.

The ugly child waved his hand: "It's okay, it's not a major injury, just take care of it for a while." I don't talk nonsense with you, what about your master, Mr. Peng? I told him directly. ”

"It's really unfortunate that my uncle and my master are not here." Zhao Shankun said, "My uncle has been out to show people, and it has been more than ten days, and I don't know when I will come back." My master has gone hunting, and if you go into the mountains to look for it, you might be able to find someone. Now my senior brother is in charge of the ghost family, if there is anything, you can tell him. ”

The ugly child blinked and turned his head to look at Huzi. Huzi nodded and said, "There is one more thing, Mr. Peng is not my master anymore, he ......"

Before Huzi finished speaking, Chou'er exclaimed: "Ah! Okay, you've been expelled from school? Congratulations. ”

Hearing Chou'er say this, Huzi almost drew a knife and slashed someone: "You have just been expelled from the school!" I said that Mr. Peng is not my master now, he is my father, I am his son, don't call me wrong! ”

"Oh, that's right, it's a pity." Chou'er really looked regretful, "I originally thought that if you were expelled from the school by Mr. Peng, you would be able to be my junior brother, so I was happy." My master once said that when he saw that you had a heart of love for talent, if he didn't already have a court, he would have wanted to take you under his own door. ”

Huzi let out a long sigh, he felt that he couldn't keep up with the way the ugly child spoke, could this really be a madman? So he said: "I can't get the wrong love of Grandma Seventeen, and I can't be afraid of it." However, I am a teacher for one day and a father for life, not to mention that my mentor is my father, and there is no way to change the court, so don't mention this matter again. Ugly sister, after all, I don't have a fate with you. You see it's not too early, if there's anything to do, go and do it, please. ”

The ugly child shook his head and said, "Are you really unwilling to help me?" Don't you even listen to what it is? I can pay you incense, how about asking you to help? ”

Huzi shook his head: "If you are an ordinary person, please ask me to see things, I have no reason to push out." But you're a guy who eats with two gods, and the idea must be prickly, and I don't want to get involved. ”

The ugly child asked again: "How much money don't you do?" ”

Huzi nodded: "It's not about money. ”

The ugly child lengthened his voice and asked reluctantly: "What if I say that this matter has something to do with the demon monk who hid in the ghost domain at the beginning?" ”

Huzi was taken aback: "What did you say?" Isn't the monk dead? ”

The ugly child smiled, picking at the vegetable leaves on his teeth, and his voice was indistinct: "Who told you that the monk is dead?" ”

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