Who is not a fairy?

Song Yu paused while drinking tea, and raised his head from the teacup: "What?"

The waiter had always seen Song Yu drinking tea with a sullen head. Although there was He Xu with peach blossoms in his eyes, who was eating from the bowl and looking at the pot? He took the initiative to speak out, and his face immediately turned into a flower with a smile, and his enthusiasm was extremely high:

"The ghosts in our county are different from ordinary ghosts. Ordinary ghosts are evil spirits and evil spirits. No matter how strong they are, they are limited. But this one is different. It was punished by God, and it is called 'Heaven', the sky wants you to die, can you still fight the sky?"

Seeing He Xu and Song Yu staring at her without blinking, she lowered her head and pulled her hair in embarrassment: "Actually, I didn't believe it at first. I still went to a junior high school and taught some culture and science." , but that family has really gone too far, I grew up listening to my grandpa's stories, and their family's situation is exactly the same as what my grandpa said, it's 'heaven'! It's retribution for disrespecting God!"

He Xu and Song Yu met each other's eyes, He Xu blinked, and then a three-point smile appeared: "Is it convenient to explain in detail?"

The waiter nodded and lowered his voice, "Except for the husband who is local in this family, the daughter-in-law is half-married and half-buy from other places. I heard that her father owed the debt and married his daughter."

"Our place is not good. I have no way to take care of my grandparents. Otherwise, who would stay in this ghostly place, and so is the daughter-in-law. She was reluctant at first. When she saw such a place, she would make trouble even more."

"Her husband usually looks fierce, and he is really nice to his wife. Let her make trouble. After a long time, this woman also knows that it is useless to keep fighting. She just lives honestly. The two opened a small hotel and gave birth to a child." She was a big fat boy who was living a good life, but her husband fell off the mountain half a year ago and died!"

The waiter made a gesture: "The whole person was broken in two, it's scary!"

"I heard from someone who works in their hotel that the proprietress came from somewhere. She looks like a monster and has some strange customs. I've never seen that custom before," she frowned exaggeratedly when she said this, as if seeing something. There was a wriggling flesh worm, "But I heard that her in-laws were so angry that they went back to the countryside. At the beginning, her mother-in-law wanted her to divorce her son, but she was kicked out instead. Do you think it's fair?"

"So at that time it was spread that the proprietress' customs brought about the 'Heaven'. You see, after half a year, her son became like that."

He Xu asked, "What happened to her son?"

The waiter paused and frowned, as if just mentioning it would cause bad luck, but after all, she couldn't bear to refuse the handsome guy's plea. She was about to speak, when she suddenly heard an angry voice: "Rong Son!"

The waiter jumped up from the stool like Pavlov's dog, and the corners of her mouth, which were slightly upturned just now, were drawn into a line. She quickly glanced in the direction of the kitchen entrance, and shouted: "Come on!" Ah!"

Before leaving, he whispered to He Xu and the others: "I'm sorry, the lady boss called me, I'll talk to you later."

He Xu nodded.

He turned his head and saw that Song Yu had already drank all the bitter tea, so he asked, "Is this tea good?"

He just smelled it and didn't drink it.

Song Yu got up and poured him a full glass: "It's delicious, drink it."

He Xu looked into Song Yu's bright eyes, and swallowed it tragically like a strong man. After drinking, he forced a smile at Song Yu who was full of anticipation. After laughing, he closed his lips tightly, and his tongue rolled in his mouth. It penetrates to the base of the tongue.

Song Yu smiled at him, then lowered his eyes and said softly, "The boss's husband also died half a year ago..."

He Xu said: "It may be just a coincidence. This mountain road is not easy to walk at first glance. It was spring half a year ago, and it was rainy in spring, so it would be over if your feet slipped."

Song Yu changed the subject: "Do you think Tinder really exists?"

He Xu nodded.

Song Yu frowned: "As an omniscient and omnipotent existence?"

He Xu shrugged: "There are elements of exaggeration, that's for sure. Those old things are best at bragging, but then again, there is no wave without wind. If it doesn't exist, how can we explain so many anomalies and so many coincidences?"

Song Yu didn't say a word, just when the beef noodles were served, He Xu knew his worry and gave him a pair of chopsticks: "Tinder is so good, it can't be easily found, don't worry. Eat the noodles."

Song Yu buried his head in eating the noodles. The noodles were wide noodles, and the beef was a large piece of yellow beef, simmered in sauce, and torn off along the grain, every strand was fragrant with sauce.

The Library God once showed him that in the materials left by the Last Book God, there were only a few words about Tinder, but just these few words caused Godslayer and Asuka to fight.

Now most of the Asuka members don’t know the existence of Tinder, but if there are more and more mutations and the godslayer’s actions are getting bigger and bigger, I’m afraid they can’t hide it. If Tinder really appears, then all peace assumptions will be at that moment. fall apart.

Who doesn't like being a god?

Who doesn't like to stand on top and look down on all living beings?

With Tinder, you can be the planet—no, too limited, Tinder can change the rules—you can be the master of the world.

He didn't tell He Xu that he had a strong intuition that he had a deep connection with Tinder, and he had to find Tinder before everyone else, and then——

ruin it.

Because he likes this world.

The bowl of beef noodles was so fragrant, Song Yu cleaned up the noodles and beef, couldn't help but lift up the bowl, and drank the soup, at this moment He Xu suddenly bumped his knee: "The man came out .”

As soon as Song Yu raised his eyes, he saw a fat man walking towards the noodle shop with his head slumped. He shaved his hair. It was originally a spiritual hairstyle, but for some reason, when he put it on this person, it made him appear obscene. .

This wretched face reminded He Xu of Moding. Moding was tall and thin, and the master was short and fat. However, their wretched auras were so similar that they could just make up a pair of bowl chopsticks brothers.

The master's surname is Xiong, and his name is Yihui. It is said that he has been in Shaolin since he was a child. He learned from Maoshan when he was a young man.

Xiong Yihui sat down at the noodle shop and shouted proudly: "Here is a bowl of beef noodles, two servings of beef!"

The waiter who just came out responded and went to the kitchen again.

When Xiong Yihui served them, He Xu and the others had just finished eating. He Xu paid the bill, but he was not in a hurry to leave. He chatted with Song Yu and paid attention to the movement of the opposite table.

Xiong Yihui was probably very hungry, so he ate very quickly. He wiped his mouth and shouted for the check. The waiter smiled crisply and said, "I've already paid for you!"

Xiong Yihui was taken aback, and He Xu got up unhurriedly, pulled the chair beside him and sat down, and greeted with a smile: "Master Xiong, how are you?"

There is nothing to show courteousness to, adultery or robbery, so Xiong Yihui didn't have much joy on his face, and asked politely and distantly: "May I ask who you are?"

Song Yu cut to the chase: "Song Yu. I heard that two years ago, you summoned the soul of a child surnamed Qin. It was a big scene and it was even on the news."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Xu noticed with his sharp eyes that the corners of Xiong Yihui's eyes twitched slightly.

He Xu smiled slightly and said: "My surname is He. We heard that the child made a strange sound, which sounded like calling for souls, and was later cured by the master."

Xiong Yihui said: "That voice is indeed weird. I have been in the industry for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have heard the voice of evoking souls. Why, you also met such a child?"

He Xu: "Yes."

"Want to invite me over?"

He Xu nodded.

Xiong Yihui laughed loudly: "It's not easy, and I don't need to go, I just tell you what to do."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, which was a posture of preparing for a long talk.

Song Yu took out a palm-sized notebook and a miniature ballpoint pen from nowhere.

"First of all, you need to prepare two bowls of big white rice, which should not be overcooked, and put them on the table. Then find a big reed rooster with a red neck and green tail, a beak and black claws, and a body like ingots. Squeeze out the blood and wrap it around. Sprinkle around with the kids."

Song Yu buried his head in dictation.

"The blood is done. Put the rooster under the table where the rice is placed. Put it upright. Then take out the mahogany sword and tap it on the rooster, the child, and the rice. If there are two bowls of rice, repeat this twice. The rice is different."

"The last thing is to chant the mantra. It's very simple. You just need to recite 'Taishang Laojun is anxious like a law' for 49 days. During this period, you are not allowed to eat, drink or go to the toilet..."

Song Yu suddenly stopped writing.

All fools know they have been tricked.

Before he had time to express anything, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, Xiong Yihui had an extra spring/knife between his fingers, the blade was shiny, and it was trembling slightly standing on the table.

One more point, and it is not a table that is inserted.

Xiong Yihui was like a big rooster whose throat had been choked, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The comprehensive store was silent for a moment, looking at He Xu's table, but He Xu didn't seem to notice it, stepped on the bench with one foot, and looked down at him with his chin pointing:

"Xiong, don't toast or eat fine wine, you answer honestly how you brought the soul back, and we will let you go, otherwise," He Xu lightly hooked his right hand, and the spring/knife had returned to his In his hand, the tip of the knife was pointed straight at the tip of Xiong Yihui's nose, "I'll let you walk vertically and walk horizontally."

Song Yu: "..."

Wasn't he a policeman before, why does he look like a bandit?

Song Yu hadn't finished slandering, when Xiong's legs went limp and he sat on the ground with a "plop".

Song Yu: "..."

Xiong Yihui raised his round face full of tears, crying and whining did not affect his speed of speech: "No, brother, grandpa, grandpa! If you have something to say, speak up! I just thought you were a colleague who came to blackmail me, that's why I did that! You have to know that my industry is also under a lot of competitive pressure, and there are often peers..."

He Xu waved his knife impatiently: "Okay, let's get to the point."

"Oh," the fat man said in a low voice, blowing his nose with his sleeve, "I really don't know about this."

He Xu: "What do you mean?"

"It means... the child surnamed Qin was not cured by me, but by himself."