There is a loess house at the foot of the east side of the hill in Jiang'an Town, and a small pear tree is planted next to the house, and the huge pears hang on the tree.

Qiqi followed this person into the house, his longevity was not over, so naturally he couldn't see her.

Sitting on the stool next to him, Qiqi supported his chin with his hand, observing him, chopping wood, adding fire, cutting vegetables and holding a spoon, this person did it very well.

There are occasional mistakes in the book of life and death, such as the wrong name, the wrong hour, or the wrong cause of death, Qiqi, as the oldest ghost in the underworld, does not pay as much attention to these details as those new ghosts, as long as it is within the specified time, the yin soul can be brought to the bridge of death, and the cause of death is not written on the life and death book of this repair.

"Xiu Zhen, nineteen years old, the seventh day of the third month of the eighty-second year of Dongze, at the end of noon, died in ---"

The handwriting on the back is so blurry that it is difficult to read.

In less than half an hour, he had already prepared two dishes and one soup, and the two dishes Qiqi couldn't say the name, but she knew that the soup was filled with pears, and it smelled very sweet.

Xiu Zhen hurriedly finished eating, took a bamboo basket from a corner of the room and went out.

Qiqi sat on the stool for a while and walked out.

When I went out, I saw that this person was struggling to climb the largest pear tree, which was not tall, but he looked like a weak scholar...... Qiqi shook her head, most mortals died unconsciously, she didn't believe that he could ...... Hey, he climbed up.

Xiu Zhen picked two earthen pears at the branches within reach, gently put them into the bamboo basket, and then looked up at the top of the treetops, slightly frowned and squinted his eyes, and saw that there was a very good earthen pear hanging on the top of the tree, so he reached out to hook it, but it was too far away, so he moved outside.

Suddenly, his feet slipped.

"Hmm. Xiu Scar fell straight to the ground with his back to the ground, screaming timidly, and his hands protected the bamboo basket containing pears on his chest, and one of them still held a pear, motionless.

Qiqi, who had long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of deaths, squatted beside him and observed carefully.

Xiu Zhen couldn't hear any sound around him, so he only held his breath and clenched the earthen pear in his hand, and opened his eyes to look at the pear tree he had carefully cultivated, but the earthen pear at this time was still a little astringent.

A gust of wind blew, disturbing the birds resting in the forest, Xiu Ji Buzzed and heard the sound of a few birds, maybe God saw that he was pitiful, and did not want him to die.

He finally caught his breath and lay on the ground for a quarter of an hour before struggling to his feet, and then limped into the back room.

In an hour he was going to die.

Qiqi sat on the stone staircase at the door, bored, and casually opened the life book of the repaired marks.

In less than a cup of tea, Qiqi wanted to doze off.

This person is not only boring in life, but also very boring in his life, born in a fishing family in Cangzhou, a coastal town in the east, with two brothers and a younger sister, he is not loved at home, his father and mother do not want to see him, and his compatriots bully him, but numerology pays attention to back and forth but it is not necessarily the next life, when he was twelve years old, he suddenly shipwrecked, and after one night, the whole village was flooded, and his family died.

Closed the life book, drowsiness hit.

When I closed my eyes, I seemed to smell a faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

An hour later, Qiqi woke up, opened his eyes and saw a person standing in front of him, recalling for a moment, it was a trace.

"Is this dead?" Qiqi muttered with his head tilted.

With a light smile, Xiu Scar walked over to her, then bent down to take her wrist and pull her up the stone staircase.

He pulled Qiqi towards the outside of the courtyard, and said as he walked: "The earthen pears produced by this pear tree are very sweet, I will pick them for you to taste." ”

Pulled by him, the seven seven ghosts made the gods not break free.

When she arrived at the pear tree, she saw Xiu Scar rolling up her cuffs and preparing to climb the tree, so she hurriedly grabbed him, "Just hit it with a pole, don't go up." ”

"If this pear is not good-looking, it will not taste good. ”

A gust of wind blew, Qiqi smelled the faint fragrance of pear blossoms again, this pear tree has borne fruit, how can there be pear blossoms?

She looked up, there were no pear blossoms, and when she looked down again, the person in front of her was gone.

"Scratch ...... Traces......" She looked around in horror, muttering his name louder and louder.

"Trimming!"

With an exclamation, Qiqi finally woke up from her sleep, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, she shook her head and looked around.

She was still sitting on a stone staircase.