Every time he encounters something that makes him happy, Xue Wusuan always likes to talk to someone, whether he is carried away or showing off, he has been in this habit since he was a child.

But this habit has no market in the unTaoist mansion, let alone someone to confide in. Even Ma Mian, an honest and upright beast Dao ghost, was only in front of him, and he didn't dare to say a word at all, and other inconsistencies were even more so.

As a result, looking around, up and down, left and right, Xue Wushu felt lonely again. The huge underworld covers two worlds, and there is no existence that can let his wild words vent the joy in his chest.

Walking through the night market full of red lights, without the gold-tattooed Kowloon black robe on his body, and without the folding fan he loved in his hand, he changed into a casual suit and a cigarette in his mouth, Xue Wushu would not feel so unreal. Even at this time he felt like he was still alive.

This experience doesn't really come from the modern atmosphere around you, nor from these living people. It came from a thought in Xue Wushu's heart. The system told him it was an obsession. But Xue Wushu didn't care. He felt that he was an ordinary creature first, and then a god in the hearts of believers.

Yama Luo Yin is already at the fourth level. It took Xue Wu hundreds of thousands of revenant soul points. Among the many features, his favorite is "wandering in the world". This is the only way for him to return to his original world for now. Although even a fourth-level Yama seal would only be enough for him to stay here for six days, he still liked to visit here every once in a while.

Crossing the bustling business district, I arrived at the door of the welfare house before I knew it. I went in and looked at the old dean, and listened to the tirade and grumble again. However, Xue Wusuan is very happy, the old dean has all kinds of tonic wine that he often brings, and now he has a good complexion, full of energy, and even many old problems on his body are gone. Today, I also boasted to him about the glorious deeds of running to play basketball and dominating the court a few days ago. Although Xue Wusuan felt that the reason why the old dean was able to "dominate the court" was mostly because no one dared to touch him, the old man just had to be happy.

Instead of staying overnight in the welfare home, he plans to go shopping again, and maybe even go to a nightclub. He used to spend almost every night in a nightclub to relieve stress or pass the time.

Out of the welfare home, there were very few pedestrians on the road. Many stores are closing. Turning the corner, the little shop of hot and sour noodles was still closed. Hurriedly went over and asked for a bowl. Eating while walking, I praised it in my heart, but this taste is still delicious.

"Huh?"

After walking for two steps, Xue Wushu swept his eyes to a signboard lit up not far away, doubted in his heart, and subconsciously pinched his fingers and calculated. A smile appeared on his face. Then he turned around and bought a bowl of hot and sour noodles, held it in his hand, and walked slowly towards the store called "Wushu Flower Shop".

Standing at the door, you can see the flower shop full of dazzling flowers, which is completely like a small garden. Pots of flowers are well cared for, growing crisp and blooming. There was a man and a woman inside who seemed to be talking about something.

"Ding Ding Ding" pushed open the door of the store, pulled the bell on the door, and a pleasant sound made the two people in the store turn their heads to look over.

"Let's go!" the woman in the store was so shocked that she dropped her phone on the floor. The expression on his face was funny, as if he was ecstatic, but he couldn't believe it, and he was a little shy.

"Stupid, is Lao Tzu so scary?" Xue Wusuan scolded with a smile, and then put the newly bought hot and sour noodles in his hand on the table in front of the woman. "Eat, let's talk. ”

"Hmm!" the woman nodded heavily, then picked up the paper bowl, broke the chopsticks, and sat down to eat honestly.

The man on the side looked left and right, his face was not very good, and he asked the woman, "Huiru, do you know?" Didn't you say that you couldn't eat spicy food because your throat was uncomfortable for the past two days?"

Xue Wusuan laughed, didn't say anything, found a chair and sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it by himself, leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his head sideways, and watched the woman slowly shave hot and sour noodles. The corners of the mouth are raised.

For Zhou Huiru, Xue Wusuan couldn't figure it out in his heart. It's very inexplicable, every time he looks at this woman, he always has a strange peace in his heart. Feeling that something was wrong, he hadn't gone out of his way to find this woman since Longhushan and his party, thinking that it was best to forget. lest your heart and mind make yourself uncomfortable. But I don't want to, I see it again. And it's in this "no-count flower shop". Among them, he also understood a little.

"Hey, why are you so unqualified? Don't you know that you can't smoke in public?" The man next to him saw that Zhou Huiru was just burying his head in eating and didn't pay attention to him, and when he turned his head and saw Xue Wusuan actually smoking in Youzai, he opened his mouth to complain.

Xue Wushu didn't speak, glanced at this person with slanted eyes, and then ignored it. Still spitting smoke and mist.

was looked at, and the man's face turned white. As if being targeted by a terrifying ghost, he was cold, his legs were weak, and he didn't fall down by holding on to the wall.

Xue Wushu didn't speak, Zhou Huiru just ate, and the face of the man he didn't know next to him was blue for a while and purple for a while.

"Huiru, tell me, who is this person? You used to say that you have someone in your heart, is it this person?

Zhou Huiru was still silent, still eating, her face was as usual, and she didn't seem to listen to the questions of the people next to her at all. It's very different from her usual appearance of being able to speak and be able to speak left and right.

On the contrary, Xue Wusuan thinks it's normal, since he met this woman, hasn't she always been like this?

"Whew! it's so spicy! I'm done!" raised the bowl in his hand, Zhou Huiru said to Xue Wushu with a smile.

"Okay, are you going to come with me now or do you want to stay at the store?"

"Come with you. ”

Xue Wushu nodded, took a cigarette and went out of the store to wait. Zhou Huiru quickly began to pack up the things in the store, and then prepared to close.

The two of them didn't say a word until the door of the store closed and left. Leaving alone the young man, already maddened, kicking the garbage can on the side of the road hysterically.

"That person's name is Zhang Bin, and he often comes to my store to buy flowers, and he ......"

Xue Wushu pursed his lips and waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Huiru's explanation, he was not interested in hearing this kind of thing.

"Grab a bite to eat or go to the hotel?"

"The things outside are very expensive, I have just eaten and I am full, if you are hungry, go to my house, I will make you whatever you want." ”

"Good. ”

Walking to a deserted street corner, Xue Wushu waved his hand, and the off-road vehicle he bought last time appeared on the side of the road out of thin air. patted the stunned Zhou Huiru's little face. smiled: "Haven't you ever seen magic? By the way, do you know how to make egg noodles?"

"Oh, oh! I'll do it!" Suppressing curiosity, Zhou Huiru got into the co-pilot, and the two went all the way to Zhou Huiru's rental house.

The house is small, less than 40 square meters. It's neatly packed. There is a kitchenette. As soon as she arrived at home, Zhou Huiru began to get busy, and brought a big bowl of egg noodles in front of Xue Wushu in three or two clicks.

Xue Wushu picked up the bowl and swallowed a large bowl of noodles in three bites. In less than two minutes, Zhou Huiru was stunned at first, and then covered her mouth and smiled: "I'll go give you another bowl." But as soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled into his arms. With a red face, he asked weakly, "What do you want to do?"