Xia Zhihuai put the bottle on the table, looked down at the small pendant in his palm, and only felt like he was holding a piece of ice in his hand.

Huang Xikong was so disgusted that he raised his hand and waved it, and the switch of the TV was automatically turned on.

Xia Zhihuai looked at his calm appearance speechlessly, sat on the sofa and said dissatisfiedly: "This is my home." ”

"So what?" Huang Xikong casually tuned the TV station.

Xia Zhihuai didn't know what to complain about, and sighed deeply.

"You can do whatever you want."

Huang Xikong retracted his gaze, looked at the TV again, and couldn't help but say: "Your life is colorful now. ”

"Of course."

Xia Zhihuai put the snacks on the table into the box and shouted towards the bathroom: "Wanwan, aren't you okay?" ”

After a while, Wanwan's angry voice came from the toilet.

"Brother, don't urge me, if you urge me again, I won't be able to pull it out."

Xia Zhihuai is full of black lines: "......"

Huang Xikong sneered: "Heh." ”

"Living people just have a lot of feces and urine."

Xia Zhihuai was suddenly unhappy, and said: "It's the same as when you don't or pee when you're alive!" ”

Huang Xikong glanced at him: "I have been an ancient person for many years. ”

"Then you can't deny that when you were a person, you did the same thing as me, are you embarrassed, huh!"

Wanwan opened the bathroom door, rubbed her little belly and walked out, her cheeks bulging with anger, and she complained fiercely: "You guys are so noisy, you will be verbose if you stink." ”

The one person and one ghost sitting on the sofa immediately quieted down.

Wanwan walked to the table with a hum and sighed quietly: "Okay, you guys don't quarrel, they're all big friends." ”

Huang Xikong supported his chin with one hand and glanced at Xia Zhihuai lazily.

Xia Zhihuai glanced at him, just wanting to tilt his head.

Xia Zhihuai snorted lightly: "Childish! ”

Huang Xikong sneered: "Rude! ”

"Where's the stuff?" Wanwan spread out her hands.

Xia Zhihuai put the thumb-sized evil image in the palm of her white and tender hand: "This thing is very cool to the touch." ”

Wanwan nodded to indicate that she knew the danger.

She held the evil statue and observed it for a long time, and looked up at Huang Xikong: "Did you feel anything when you got it?" ”

"There's an evil spirit in there." Huang Xikong said casually.

Wanwan: "What about the evil spirits?" ”

Huang Xikong wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb: "Eat." ”

Wanwan looked angrily: "!! ”

Xia Zhihuai turned his head and glared at him.

Huang Xikong sat on the sofa steadily: "It's just a little evil spirit that doesn't make a climate, and it's not an important thing." ”

"Don't look at me like that, you didn't say I couldn't eat it."

Huang Xikong was not afraid of the little guy's eyes, but he was still a little empty in his heart: "I asked the Taoist priest about this borrowing technique, and I thought about it myself." The boy named Hochul gave the borrowed ceramic doll to this fool, and then relied on the evil god statue to absorb the luck obtained from him. ”

"But Huo Zhe didn't know that in fact, most of the luck he absorbed from your brother was used to feed that evil spirit, and the evil spirit only gave him a single one, otherwise that guy's career would have been in full swing."

Wanwan puffed up her hips: "So you ate the evil spirit!" What about my brother's luck? ”

"Even if I bring the evil spirit back, you won't be able to get your luck back." Huang Xikong raised his eyebrows and was dissatisfied with her attitude.

The luck devoured by the evil spirit has completely become the tonic of that thing, that is, a part of its spirit body.

Wanwan was even more angry: "But this brother is very unlucky!" ”

Huang Xikong glanced at Xia Zhihuai: "Luck can be slowly raised." ”

Wanwan glared at him: "How can you do this! Maybe I have a solution? ”

"There's no way around it now, I've already eaten it." Huang Xikong touched the tip of his nose, but he still didn't want to bow his head, "The evil spirit is a great tonic for me, compare your heart to your heart, if you have been hungry for thousands of years, and a plate of good dishes is placed in front of you, can you resist not eating?" ”

Wanwan: Of course not, "......"!

But I'm still very angry~

This untrustworthy ghost!

After listening to the conversation between the two, Xia Zhihuai roughly understood the situation: "You mean, even if I crack the borrowing technique, I will be unlucky in a short time?" ”

"Yes." Huang Xikong gave him the truth.

Xia Zhihuai's mood was extremely heavy, and he thought that he could turn over with this.

It seems that it will not work.

Wanwan looked at Xia Zhihuai worriedly, put her hands on his knees, grabbed his fingertips and comforted: "Brother, don't worry, you can still become the same as before if you raise it slowly." ”

My brother is the reincarnation of Qinglong, and his luck is already very strong.

Although a large part of it has been taken away, it has thousands of blessings in itself, and sooner or later it will be able to return to the top.

"How long?"

Wanwan picked her fingers tangledly: "Maybe...... A year or two, right? ”

Because of the reincarnation tribulation, it will definitely not be like when you were an immortal, you will recover in just one or two weeks.

Xia Zhihuai was in a heavy mood, perhaps for ordinary people, it was already a lucky thing to recover their luck in a year or two.

But for him it was different.

His profession is relatively peculiar...... If you go on bad luck for a year or two, it may only get worse and worse.

This is actually difficult for him to accept as soon as he debuted.

Especially not because of his ability, but because of this inexplicable reason.

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Wanwan pulled his little fingertip: "I'll destroy the evil image first, so that at least I can get back the luck that that villain took away from you, brother." ”

Huang Xikong sat on the side and didn't interject, looking at Xia Zhihuai in a lonely mood, although he didn't feel guilty, he was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Wanwan grabbed the pendant in her right hand, and the spiritual power was poured into her fingertips, and the evil image was crushed with a click.

The shattered statue contained a small red cloth bag.

After Wanwan opened it, she looked at the hair wrapped in the yellow rune, as well as the dried blood, and directly took out the rune paper and burned the thing.

After everything was burned, Xia Zhihuai obviously felt relaxed.

He touched his shoulder in some surprise, and looked back and didn't see the unlucky ghost again.

Huang Xikong appeared in the corridor in a flash, and directly appeared in front of Wanwan with the unlucky ghost: "What should it do?" ”

Wanwan looked at the unlucky ghost who was completely unconscious, and only instinctively shrank in Huang Xi's empty hand and trembled.

"Leave it to the underworld."

This kind of unlucky ghost is the most troublesome.

He has been unlucky in his life, and finally he is unwilling to die, and he slowly becomes an unlucky ghost who likes to steal other people's luck.

The more luck is stolen, the more greedy they become, and then the sense of individuality becomes weak until it disappears.

The unlucky ghost in front of him was not contaminated with human life, but it was completely unconscious.

It should be that after being caught, he eliminated his consciousness and was accepted as a low-level ghost servant, specially used to deal with others.

It hadn't killed anyone yet, so she couldn't beat him to the ground.

Therefore, it can only be handed over to the prefecture to deal with.

Of course, Huang Xikong can actually swallow it.

It is very common for ghosts to devour each other, but if a ghost devours more of its kind, it will slowly lose its mind and become a demon.

Seeing Huang Xikong staring at the unlucky ghost in a daze, Wanwan asked, "Do you want to swallow it?" ”

Huang Xikong dragged a wisp of yin qi from the unlucky ghost, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and decisively threw the unlucky ghost to Wanwan.

"Send it to the underworld, it's too bad to eat."

Wanwan: "......"

Xia Zhihuai: "......"

The unlucky ghost who escaped because it was too unpalatable:┗( T_T )┛