Chapter 3 Telling ghost stories at midnight can lead to insomnia
Since Li Xiaoming came, Hu Xiao has consciously contracted all the housework to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoFrom laundry and cooking to mopping and sweeping, Li Xiaoming is all done by himself, and Hu Xiao even called it practice, which scared Li Xiaoming into a daze.
"Master, what is our daily work?"
"Collect money, **. Hu Xiao said. He couldn't confess to the fact that he was a god, and he couldn't just let him go.
"Master, how long do I have to practice before I can officially start cultivating immortals?"
"The matter of cultivating immortals depends on everyone's qualifications. If you have the qualifications, I guess you'll have to practice for thirty or forty years. Hu Xiao said while picking his teeth. This guy is now in the same grade as Xianmi, and after thirty or forty years, he will be let go home to retire.
The rice in the pot is cooked, and the aroma of rice comes out. Zhang Sheng, the owner of the restaurant downstairs, smelled the smell, walked upstairs, and knocked on the door vigorously: "Hu Xiao, I smell the aroma of rice." Are you cooking? Can you give me a bowl, I'm so hungry. ”
Hu Xiao threw away the teething stick in his hand, and said angrily: "Unfortunately, there are three people in my family now, especially that girl, who can eat more than Pixiu, boss, you can find another place." ”
Li Xiaoming took the pot out of the kitchen, uncovered the lid of the pot, and after serving two bowls, Xianmi simply picked up the whole pot and devoured it. Hu Xiao also hurriedly ran over to pick up his bowl, for fear that he would be swallowed by this girl if he was not careful.
Outside the door, Zhang Sheng sighed and went downstairs again. He shook his head and muttered as he went downstairs: "Hu Xiao, this girl is really slamming the door." If you don't give it to me, you lie to me and say that the little girl has a lot of food. Where can the little girl eat a lot. ”
He went downstairs angrily and went to look at the rice jar, and all that was left was a bit of powder and a dead mouse. Alas, when did he become so poor that he starved to death with the rats in his house? He couldn't help but feel sad, lit the cigarette gun, and sat silently in the courtyard to be sad.
The three people upstairs had just finished eating at this time, and Xianmi touched her round belly, jumped on the windowsill at once, and sat there, watching Zhang Sheng in the yard cry alone surrounded by smoke. She was fascinated by the fume, thought it was something delicious, and jumped from the second-floor window without thinking. As a result, I didn't pay attention, plopped, and fell into the pond.
She made a huge splash, bringing Zhang Sheng back to reality from meditation. Zhang Sheng was wondering what had just happened, and Xianmi had already gone ashore and snatched his cigarette gun. Without thinking about it, she put it in her mouth and chewed the cigarette gun into her stomach like a stone. Zhang Sheng was stunned, this girl actually chewed wood!
"Hiccup~ It's a strange taste, it's not delicious at all, why didn't I spit out the smoke?" Xian Mi looked at Zhang Sheng with a confused expression.
Looking at Xianmi's innocent appearance, Zhang Sheng thought of his child who died early, if that child had survived back then, he might be so old now. A wave of love suddenly rose in his heart, and he smiled at Xianmi: "Smoke, only men can smoke." If a woman smokes, it will be bad for her health. If you're bored, I've got a few books here that you can read. He suddenly found himself sad to find that he had nothing but a few broken books in the cabinet. If the child really lives to this day, he will starve to death with him.
Xianmi took a few books that Zhang Sheng found by rummaging through the cabinets, and then went upstairs with a confused face. She couldn't read at all, and she didn't know how to read the book, but she smelled it and felt that she couldn't eat it, so she took it upstairs.
By this time, it was already half dark. When Xianmi went back to the bedroom alone with the book, Hu Xiao had already fallen asleep on the bed covered with a quilt, and Li Xiaoming also lay on the ground and closed his eyes. She didn't feel sleepy, so she pestered Li Xiaoming to tell her stories.
Li Xiaoming rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at her and puzzled: "Xianmi, don't you see it yourself? I'm a little sleepy." ”
Xianmi held the book and said with an embarrassed face: "I can't read." ”
"Okay. Then I'll tell you a few stories. That's it, "Folk Tales". Li Xiaoming took out a thicker one from a pile of books. Hu Xiao hadn't fallen asleep before, and when he heard the two of them going to tell a bedtime story, he listened to it on the bed with his empty ears.
"The first story: Who do you believe (PS: here is a parody of a famous ghost story on the Internet). A long, long time ago, there was a very loving couple, they lived a very happy life, but after giving birth to their own children, both husband and wife had the idea of cultivating immortals. So despite the dissuasion of their mothers at home, the two resolutely became monks in a nearby Taoist temple. ”
Hearing this, Hu Xiao thought to himself: Now that the first dojo has even accepted husband and wife, it is really a bad trend.
"Later, once, the Taoist hall was entrusted by the villagers to go up the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons, and the Taoist priests of the entire Taoist hall were dispatched. Including the couple. The demon is on a steep mountain. After the group reached the foot of the mountain, the woman suddenly came to Kwai Shui, and her stomach pain did not stop, so the group settled her at the foot of the mountain, and the rest continued to go up the mountain. ”
Xianmi was puzzled again: "Xiao Ming, what is sunflower water?
Xiao Ming was stunned, sneered for a while, and held back a sentence: "Xianmi, you should ask your mother this question." ”
Hu Xiao also sweated in his heart: Although this stinky boy is young, he seems to know a lot.
Xianmi didn't reluctantly say: "My mother died early, you tell me." ”
Xiao Ming choked suddenly, not knowing how to answer. At this time, it would be good if the Master hadn't fallen asleep, and with the Master's wisdom, he would definitely be able to explain it clearly.
And Hu Xiao on the bed rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, I lay down early, otherwise I would have to answer this damn question.
"Xianmi, let's finish the story first, and we'll give you an answer when the time comes. Xiao Ming was in a hurry. Xianmi nodded and agreed to let go of the question.
It's not easy to get rid of a difficult problem. Xiao Ming breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "After the rest of the people went up the mountain, the woman rested alone in the inn at the bottom of the mountain. As a result, the people in the Taoist temple walked for seven days. In the past seven days, it has been raining heavily, the mountain road is slippery, and the woman is very afraid that something will happen to everyone. Finally, on the eighth day, the sky cleared, and everyone returned, but the woman's husband was nowhere to be seen. They told the woman that her husband was unfortunately caught up in a flash flood and died in a battle with demons. ”
"The woman was sad, but she also knew it was irreparable. Everyone was very haggard, their faces were very bad, and their clothes were covered with blood. It seems that the demons on the mountain must be very powerful. Everyone repaired at the inn, and they were ready to leave for the hall that night. That night, everyone lit a bonfire and sat in a large circle with the women sitting in the middle. The Taoist claimed that this was a way to transcend the souls of the dead. And the woman believed. But they had not been sitting for a long time, and the woman's husband ran back, covered in blood, and took the woman by the hand, and ran away with her, saying, 'Run.' When we went to the mountains to exterminate the demons, our opponent was a tiger spirit. We were no match for the Tiger Spirits, and I was swept away by a flash flood and thought I was going to die, but I survived by grabbing a thick branch on the way. Afterwards, I went up the mountain today to look at it and found that the mountains were full of people's corpses. Everyone is dead, only I am alive. 'If you were a woman, who would you believe?'
Speaking of this, Li Xiaoming and Xianmi's voices disappeared at the same time. Hu Xiao suddenly felt a yin aura in his back, but he didn't dare to look back. He closed his eyes tightly and covered himself with the quilt, revealing only his hair. As a result, he was still clearly aware that something was playing with his hair. Hu Xiao suddenly couldn't stand it, quietly lifted a little quilt, turned his head, and saw a strange face on the back of his head. "Ah~~~~~~h
The grimace was pierced, and it was a prank drawn by Senmi on the book. Only then did Hu Xiao realize that he had been tricked, and Xianmi and Li Xiaoming, who were lying on the ground, were already rolling on the ground with laughter.
Hu Xiao looked at the two who couldn't stop laughing, and said embarrassedly: "If you don't sleep at night, you will be complained by the neighbors." ”
Xianmi laughed enough, got up from the ground and sat cross-legged, and said, "Old Hu, tell me, what is Kwai Shui?"
"Uh...... In fact...... What's this...... I can't say a word, I'm so dizzy, no, I'm going to sleep......" Hu Xiao fell down with a 'plop' and covered himself with a quilt.
Two hours later......
Hu Xiao still didn't fall asleep, he probably had insomnia. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would have an image of a group of people sitting in a circle and himself being placed in the center, and he had to lie awake in bed all the time.
The worst thing is that he seems to have both hands scratching the back of his neck all the time. When I got up, Xianmi was so drooling that she even kicked the quilt. Li Xiaoming also snorted slightly. He lay down, got under the covers, closed his eyes, and the image that came to his mind was that he was surrounded by a group of people and asked what Aoi Water was.
Feeling an itch on the back of his neck, Hu Xiao turned over, only to find that he was lying next to the pillow a behemoth, fluffy and terrifying. The guy looked a lot like a leopard or a tiger, but it was slightly smaller. Hu Xiao looked at it with his breath, but the guy turned his head, and when he opened his eyes, it was a pair of standard beast eyes, golden and shining. It grows with a bloody mouth.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~h