Chapter 143: Hit
The commotion in the west wing was too loud.
It's hard to pretend to be stupid and don't know.
After all, as long as you're not blind or stupid, you definitely know what's going on over there.
"In the middle of the night, are you still allowed to sleep?"
"Not really! I cried and howled in the middle of the night, and I was scared to death."
"Damn, what about labor!"
"You finally came back, and you messed it up......
Foul language from neighbors, angry accusations, clanging knocks on doors.
It's really noisy.
I didn't want to get involved in the beginning.
Just pretending I didn't hear it at all.
But I don't know which one was unlucky enough to throw stones into the yard from outside the wall.
It just smashed my window.
"Gotcha! I can't even be a theater watcher."
I sighed and looked at the large slabs of bricks that had smashed in through the window and landed on the ground, and the stones that followed.
"You're the one who beckons trouble."
Jiang Wanrou has not forgotten the fact that she lost the quarrel during the day.
If you get the chance, you will taunt me.
"Xiaomei, go outside and walk around those people, and then come back."
I yawned and ignored Jiang Wanrou, who had become a pufferfish.
"You're really lacking great virtue."
As soon as Xi Pozi heard me say this, she immediately understood what I meant.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Is it possible that they will sleep, but I will sleep?"
"Who can't sleep well and can't get out of bed a little bit?"
I'm right.
But only I know it, and I can only make the neighbors make a big fuss and make trouble for the old man in the tower.
I had the opportunity to touch the West Wing and see how things had developed inside.
And how serious.
"Mei is still a child."
After all, Xi Pozi is an elderly woman with the nature of a mother.
Seeing a child's heart will inevitably soften a little.
"A child who can even influence the Blood Rakshasa is quite powerful."
As I said this, the man had already put on his coat, rechecked the contents of his bag, put his back on his back, leaned against the position of the door frame, and borrowed his position to protect himself, and then looked outside.
"Sure enough, it's right to let Xiaomei go out for a walk!"
I sighed.
Xiaomei is a resentful ghost, and she doesn't have to do anything by herself at all.
The resentment in the body can easily affect the people around you.
Xiaomei's real scary is precisely because the resentment in her body is unconsciously emanated.
No malice.
So it's not perceived, and it's not cared about.
"Back pain."
I rubbed the back of my waist.
"Poof. Of course my back hurts."
"When you were asleep, Mei rode a big horse on top of you."
Jiang Wanrou gloated.
I was stunned for a moment before I understood what Jiang Wanrou meant by this.
"Don't tell me, there's no one stopping you."
"Just watching me being pressed by a ghost?"
I can't quite believe this reality.
"Why do you want to stop it?"
Jiang Wanrou looked at me with a lively look and was not afraid of anything, holding her arms and looking at me.
In order to be able to look down on me condescendingly, he floated up.
It can be seen that the roots of people's teeth are itchy.
"Look!"
Xi Pozi nudged me and made me look in her direction.
It is the direction of the West Wing.
"I'll settle accounts with you later."
Although I said this, it was actually just a happy mouth.
Xiaomei is a child, not to mention riding a big horse when I am asleep.
Even if I'm awake and she's going to ride her neck, I probably won't refuse.
"That old Taoist is the junior brother of Chengfeng and Ruchen?"
This is the first time I've seen the junior brother that Ruchen talked to Chengfeng before.
"This age difference is really a bit big!"
I couldn't help but sigh too.
"Isn't it?"
"No wonder this man is not convinced."
"Earlier than two people to get started, early to apprentice."
"Just because of the master's seniority, he inexplicably became the junior brother of two children."
"But anyone with a normal mind will find it difficult to accept!"
I stared at the almost gray hair on Lao Dao's head, as well as the forehead lines on his forehead.
No matter how you look at it, you have to be forty or fifty years old.
Compared with Chengfeng and Ruchen in their twenties.
It's really not hurtful, and it's extremely insulting.
"The aura on this old Taoist priest is not right."
Jiang Wanrou floated up to me and craned her neck to look out.
"Yes. I don't need to say this. I saw it too."
"This old Taoist priest is actually quite powerful, such a toss, there is only evil in his body."
"But there is no blood."
I couldn't help but yawn again.
"Why are you so sleepy?"
"Normally, if you sleep three or four hours a day, you can refresh for a day."
"You've slept for five or six hours today."
Xi Pozi and Jiang Wanrou looked at me at the same time and questioned.
Needless to say, I really didn't pay attention.
Now that I'm being talked about, I'm not aware of it.
I'm a terrible person who doesn't sleep much.
"It's either the water or the food."
I yawned again, tears and snot.
When I came to the old man's house, I didn't touch anything else.
"Can't you be careful?"
Xi Pozi sighed, feeling that she was not a Xi Pozi now, but like a nanny.
It's heartbreaking every day.
"I didn't expect that!"
I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open.
"You're right."
"It's because we don't look favorably on you."
Jiang Wanrou was very angry with me for throwing the pot.
"It's fine!"
I touched my nose.
At this moment, the door of the west wing was quietly closed after the old man of the tower and the old Taoist priest left.
"It's kind of waiting for you."
I laughed.
Hunched over like a cat, a few jumped to the door of the west wing.
"Knock knock knock ......"
I knocked politely on the door.
But no one in the room responded.
Of course, even though I knew there was something in the house.
I also know that thing can't open the door for me.
"If you don't refuse, I'll come in."
I smiled, stood on the side of the door, stretched my legs, and kicked the door open.
Just as I kicked the door open, something seemed to be smashing out of it.
I rubbed my grip on the door frame and rubbed it into the room.
"Thank you for your welcome."
I was already standing in the room of the West Wing, and I had not forgotten to close the door.
"Who are you?"
The other party's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against a stone wall, hoarse, dry and unpleasant.
"Look at the excitement."
Jiang Wanrou took the initiative to answer this question next to me.
I was choked up by this answer.
I feel that I should have a good chat with Jiang Wanrou when I go back.
Don't always answer random calls!
It's easy to attract firepower.
"That's a coincidence."
"I'm a singer."
This time I could see clearly, speaking in a dark gray mist that was trying to condense into a human form.
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