After wearing the book, I broke the plot

If it wasn't for not knowing how to get out, Song Qi would turn around and leave immediately.

The mysterious man was not as polite as before, he cut to the chase and said, "Are you really obsessed with it?"

"This is my decision." Song Qi's face turned cold, and he said firmly: "If the condition for going home is to let Ah Jiu suffer for me, I would rather stay here for the rest of my life and stay as far away from Ah Jiu as you want. I didn't even intend to use me to threaten him."

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, and said sinisterly, "What if I insist?"

"I will kill myself in advance before he is threatened." Song Qi smiled, determined to win: "If I am really the person you said, I will let myself lose my memory knowing that you are not trustworthy. Losing the ability to cooperate with you must have left a hole card for myself, you can't kill me."

The mysterious man's face became more and more gloomy, and he said coldly: "You can try it."

"A person is a gambler all his life, and every decision has the nature of a gamble." Song Qi said: "I bet on you, but you can't kill me. Even, you can't use your own ability to meddle in the affairs of this world."

Therefore, he is needed as a tool man.

The mysterious man sneered and said, "It seems that you haven't let yourself be so stupid that there is no cure."

Immediately he said: "But there is one thing you guessed wrong. Of course you used to be fearless except for your life, but now..."

"Some things can make people more desperate than losing their lives."

"Then let's compete to see who can last till the end." Song Qi looked back at him not to be outdone, and his fingertips went deep into his palm until the tingling pain made him gradually wake up.

The dream was shattered, the mysterious man got farther and farther away from him, and the cold eyes followed him all the time.

Song Qi slowly opened his eyes, the sky was dim, it was not yet dawn, the spaceship was still moving forward rapidly, Sui Sui was sleeping beside him, a little blush appeared on his fair cheeks, his breathing was deep and then shallow, his slender and bushy eyes The eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly on its wings.

He remembered the first time he saw Suisui, his breath was weak, and he fell in tatters in the snow.

Thinking about it now, he probably just got into a fight with someone at that time, and he didn't have the extra spiritual power to maintain his youthful appearance, so he turned into a small group and made him hug him back to the sect by accident.

Song Qi poked Tuanzi's chubby face with his hand, and was afraid of waking him up. After poking him lightly, he immediately withdrew his hand and pretended to be asleep. He didn't open his eyes again until he heard Suisui waking up. open your eyes.

Tuanzi is his little junior brother, and Ah Jiu is still his little junior brother. No matter who it is, Song Qi will protect the other party. If there is a day when he is undead, he will pave the way for Suisui before then. .

Song Qi cautiously leaned over, kissed Sui Sui's cheek, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and it fell apart at the touch, Song Qi pulled the quilt and covered it, thinking that he would get up after squinting for a while.

When he moved around, he turned his head in shock, seeing Sui Sui squinting his eyes, looking at him with a smile, and softly said: "I'll kiss you, brother, why don't you kiss me?"

Song Qi turned his head silently, and said in a small voice, "Why did you wake up so early, let's go back to sleep."

"I can't sleep anymore, senior brother disturbed my mood." Tuanzi, who had been sleeping peacefully on the other side all night, leaned over at this moment, and Song Qi's figure was reflected in his clear eyes: "Senior brother, do you blame me?" ? If you are angry, I will hide it from you, you can beat me and scold me, don't hide your anger in your heart."

"It's not easy for me to argue with you, but you shouldn't, give me your eye mask." Song Qi still felt a pain in his heart when he thought of this, he lowered his eyes and didn't know how to use them to look back at Sui Sui like spring water Clear eyes.

"I just can't bear the way senior brother can't see anything, the main reason is that I don't want you to see me again, I'm still very selfish." Sui Sui stretched out his arms to hug Song Qi indifferently, and said: "Senior brother, don't worry about it. I am willing to share weal and woe with you, if you can't see it, I won't want to see the world you can't see again."

"Why bother..." Song Qi hid outside, and Sui Sui also moved out with a smile on his face, so he could only say: "Be quiet, I'm really angry about getting up."

Sui Sui shrank back regretfully, pulled the quilt to cover her head, and muttered under the quilt: "Senior brother must be angry with me. In the past, senior brother would hug me to sleep, but now he doesn't even want to be next to me."

"..." Song Qi said, "That means you are just a child."

Pulling down the quilt, Sui Sui revealed a pair of big sly eyes, and asked, "Didn't senior brother say that whether I am now or when I grow up, I am still your junior brother? What's the difference?"

Song Qi was at a loss for words when asked, felt that he was just pretending to be stupid, so he simply ignored him, turned over and wanted to go back to sleep.

And said: "Shut up, if you talk again, I will throw you out."

Sui Sui bulged her cheeks, feeling from her heart that her senior brother obviously minded.

But even though Sui Sui didn't bother him anymore, Song Qi still couldn't sleep. The only thing he relied on in this world was to know some main plots, but now the plots have changed a lot, and the future has really become mysterious and unpredictable.

Song Qi remembered that the pamphlet he drew the plot was still in Bai Shao's place. There were still many things he would need in that Qiankun bag, so he had to figure out a way. Qiankun bag is coming back.

After lying down for a while, Song Qi got up to wash up, and when he looked back, he saw Sui Sui fell asleep again, the child's body was always lethargic, so he put on his clothes, opened the door and went out without thinking too much.

Early in the morning, the sound on the spaceship was very noisy.

This spaceship not only accepts immortal cultivators, but also civilians and wealthy businessmen. Where there are people, there will be delicious food and quarrels.

Right now, there is a group of people arguing over food, Xiao Er is busy trying to please both sides, but the tempers of the two teams are very hot, half an hour has passed and he has not adjusted well, he wiped his sweat anxiously, and worked hard with his throat hanging Amidst the noisy scolding, he said: "Hey, let's sit down and chat calmly, don't make any noise, some guest officers are still sleeping!"

His response was a shoving, and Xiao Er was pushed out into the crowd. Because of being pushed around, he couldn't stand firmly, fell to the ground with his buttocks, and was almost trampled by the spectators.

A slender white hand stretched out, and a voice as beautiful as pearls asked, "Are you okay?"

Xiao Er didn't dare to hold that hand, and quickly stood up by himself, looked up, saw that it was the fairy from yesterday, couldn't help but find the backbone, and said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, I have thick skin, it doesn't hurt to fall, Xianjun, you can quickly persuade me, this group of people is getting more and more noisy, and if they wake up the guests, my master will have to skin me."

"You tell me first what happened."

Xiao Er sighed and told the story back and forth.

It turned out that it had something to do with them.

Xiao Er originally wanted to dispose of the cat's corpse, but he couldn't find a place to bury the cat, so he had to put it in the utility room of the spaceship, planning to get it after the spaceship stopped, but one rice merchant couldn't find a place to put the rice bag, so he didn't ask Xiao Er put the rice in.

The rice merchant on the other side also didn't ask Xiao Er, and put the rice he brought to the north to sell in the utility room.

When I got up the next day to count, I found that the dead cat ran into one of the rice sacks for some reason, and almost couldn’t eat the rice in that bag. Of course, no one is willing to use the other party's rice to make up for one's own number.

At this time, the price of a bag of rice can almost be enough for an ordinary family to eat for a year.

The debate intensified, and men on both sides drew their swords.

Song Qi said: "Can't they tell whether their own rice is their own?"

Xiao Er replied with a bitter face: "It's really unfortunate that what they use in common is the rice bags issued by the rich merchants who monopolize the granary. Whose is that bag of rice?"

The quarrel over there is still going on, and guests have already been woken up one after another, opening the door and cursing, Xiaoer stomped anxiously, rushing to appease the awakened guest officer.

Seeing the group of people copying knives, Song Qi rushed together, thinking that his identity didn't seem very good, so he used a magic trick to get them to stay on the spot, and the crowd turned around in unison. Look over at him.

Song Qi was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to stand up with the air of a fairy king, and said: "Everyone is a businessman, and we should make money through harmony. How can it be proper to fight like this?"

After the words fell, the aura of majesty swayed, and everyone present was stupefied for a while. Song Qi was so panicked that he forcibly calmed down and went to pull away the rice bag containing the dead cat. When he saw it, he almost fainted. He closed it and said: "Rice can also be divided into round, thin, fat and thin. Different places and different seedlings will produce different rice."

One of the trapped people was very dissatisfied and said, "Then tell me, who owns that bag of rice!"

Song Qidao: "The rice in this bag is slender and white. You just need to look at the similarity between the bag and this bag of rice to know who it is."

The onlookers probed up to make a distinction, and people said one after another: "The rice of the Zhang family is slender, and the rice of the Wang family looks rounder."

"I ate so much rice for nothing. This rice is really fat and thin. Xianjun is really clever."

The businessman surnamed Wang's face was very bad, and he snorted and said: "You take a closer look, it is absolutely impossible, he is a cultivator who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with his hands, how could he understand this, he must have been bought by that surname Zhang, What kind of sorcery was used!"

The rice merchant surnamed Zhang said proudly: "I don't have the money to buy Xianjun, Xianjun has said so, if you still deny it, you can only say that you are thick-skinned, and quickly return the rice that robbed us , otherwise let Xianjun throw you off the spaceship."

Some of the merchants surnamed Wang were younger, and those who came out to run errands had their eyes red with anger. Although the two parties were fixed, their mouths were not sealed, and they quarreled again. Song Qi waited quietly for them to finish the quarrel, and then said: "However, this Rice, but the Wang family doesn’t have to return it to the Zhang family.”

"Why?" The onlookers questioned one after another, causing a small-scale commotion, suspecting that Song Qi was wrong to refute, the rice clearly belonged to Zhang's family, why didn't he return it to Zhang's family, it was simply playing tricks on tigers.

Someone said in a low voice: "After all, the Wang family's family is very powerful, and the immortal cultivators probably wouldn't dare to offend them. Isn't this just eager to come forward to please you?"

Song Qi was not in a hurry to clarify when he heard it, but instead asked the rice merchant of the Zhang family: "But the rice you put in the utility room later?"

The rice merchant of the Zhang family poked his neck and said, "So what!"

"That's right." Song Qi turned to look at the rice bags piled aside, and said, "How can a dead cat get into the rice bag for no reason? This cat obviously died yesterday afternoon, not because it was trapped in the rice bag. Smothered."

"If I guessed right, you saw the rice of the opponent Wang's family in the utility room, so you put this cat in their rice bag. If the Wang family didn't open the rice bag to check this morning, but it was bought on the day it was sold If someone finds a cat corpse in the rice, I am afraid that your goal will be achieved, right?"

Everyone present was in an uproar, the Wang family stared blankly, and the Zhang family was so red-necked.

Song Qidao: "It seems so, so the Wang family does not have to return the rice to the Zhang family."

The scene was quiet, and there was an unhurried applause from a compartment on the second floor. Through the curtain, a slender figure came from it. A flamboyant man in a peony purple shirt walked out of the compartment, looked down at the people on the first floor, then his eyes fell on Song Qi, and he said, "Immortal Lord is smart, can you go upstairs and get together."

The crowd was very surprised. They could vaguely hear someone talking about the son of the Wang family, but when they saw the rice merchants of the Wang family looking excited at the man in the purple shirt who looked like a phoenix, Song Qi probably understood.

He nodded to the people above and said, "Of course, I'm bothering you."