Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

After the question was asked, the whole world fell silent.

The expression on Zhan Ghost's face looked extremely confused. He looked at Zhang Fei and felt that his comprehension ability had probably weathered along with his memory——

The crucial question that will determine his life and death is...

so?

"...Handsome?" After a full minute, Zhan Gui finally gave an answer.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right!" Zhang Fei grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, "The prize I got is free board and lodging for a year—of course it would be better if you paid for my meal..."

"Wait!" Zhong Cuo, who had finally recovered from the petrification, grabbed Zhang Fei, "You... you just ask such a stupid question?"

"What is a problem?" Zhang Fei glanced back at him, "This question can test people's aesthetics, values ​​and morals at the same time, and it is a good question full of profound meaning and philosophy - but at your age, it is probably I can't understand it."

"What a big question!" Zhong Cuo was furious.

"Then you really want to make him die now?" Zhang Fei raised his eyebrows.

"I..." When asked this question, Zhong Cuo fell silent.

He looked at Zhan Ghost, then at Zhang Fei, gritted his teeth, walked up to Zhan Ghost and motioned him to squat down.Then, he bit his finger, and quickly smeared a symbol on War Ghost's forehead.

"Just in case." After painting, Zhong Cuo retreated to Zhang Fei with a sullen face, "If you dare to act rashly, I will blow your head off immediately."

Replying to Zhong Cuo’s helpless smile, Zhang Fei patted Zhan Gui’s shoulder, which was still a little dazed, and stretched again, “Are you tired? Go back to my house and take a nap first, the rest of the matter Let’s talk about it in the morning—but there’s no bed in my house, you can only sleep on the sofa, don’t you mind?”

"……do not mind."

It was past one o'clock in the morning when the three of them finally arrived home, and Zhang Fei, who was already exhausted and almost paralyzed (the spirits of the war ghost and the little ghost are both good, which made Zhang Fei very depressed) didn't care about anything else, after washing up sloppily He went to bed and slept until ten o'clock in the morning when Aunt Hua yelled loudly.

Zhang Fei rubbed his sleepy eyes, and dragged his heavy body to open the door of the room. Before he could ask why, Aunt Hua in the hall had already grabbed his clothes nervously: "Xiao Fei, that kid Who is it?"

"...Huh?" Zhang Fei blinked in confusion as he just woke up with insufficient blood supply to his brain, completely unable to understand what Aunt Hua was talking about.

"I said him!" Aunt Hua pointed to the side aggressively, Zhang Fei followed her hand to look over, and met Zhan Ghost's bewildered face.

After rubbing his face hard twice to wake himself up, Zhang Fei said, "What's wrong with him?"

"What's wrong with him?" Aunt Hua was taken aback by this question—it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, but Aunt Hua would not be put off so easily, and quickly grasped the point, "No matter what happened to him, you First tell me who he is and why he is in your house?"

"He is..." Zhang Fei got stuck when talking about his identity, and after a long time of stuttering, he could only choke out a sentence: "My friend, he is staying with me temporarily."

"I'm talking about Xiao Fei," Aunt Hua sighed, and raised her hand to press Zhang Fei's shoulder and looked at him solemnly, "Tell the truth to Auntie, are you dating your former brothers again now? The one from last time Forget about the child, this time..."

After looking at Zhan Gui, Aunt Hua lowered her voice and approached Zhang Fei's ear and said, "It looks very dangerous."

Aunt Hua's comment was not wrong, after all, Zhan Gui is a match for Zhang Fei... But at this time, Zhang Fei could only smile bitterly: "Just trust me, it's fine. By the way, the two of you How did you meet?"

After Aunt Hua told Zhang Fei that it was all a coincidence, Aunt Hua found out that the person who was supposed to come to grab a meal did not come after selling breakfast in the morning, so she simply brought up the leftover breakfast, opened the door and saw standing in the hall The war ghost almost beat him out as a thief.

"He is... Zhan Gui, my friend," Zhang Fei made up a temporary name for Zhan Gui, and Zhang Fei introduced them to each other. "This is Aunt Hua, my aunt. If you want to eat, you can go to her place. It's very convenient."

Zhan Gui nodded slowly, and said hello to Aunt Hua in a slow manner.Aunt Hua frowned at him for a while, then nodded: "You are Xiao Fei's friend, so you can also call me Auntie—by the way, Xiao Fei, are you free? Come and help me."

"No——" Zhang Fei lamented, "I said aunt, I came back last night from a desperate situation, you just let me go to bed for the sake of restoring the peace of my neighbors and saving people in distress. Come on."

"It's good that you are so good," Aunt Hua rolled her eyes at him, "Someone booked several tables for lunch today, and I don't have enough small workers here..."

"Then..." Zhang Fei rolled his eyes and stared at Zhan Gui who was standing quietly beside him, "Zhan Gui, would you mind doing me a favor?"

"Me?" War Ghost was slightly taken aback.

"Yeah, it's just washing the vegetables, it's very simple," Zhang Fei patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement, "Help me, huh?"

His words were sincere, and the fatigue on his face was so deep that Zhan Gui couldn't refuse for a while.When he came back to his senses, he followed Aunt Hua into the kitchen of Ruhua Xiaoju.

Standing in the kitchen, Zhan Gui was at a loss.

"Don't worry, it's not heavy work." The chef in the kitchen had a good impression of this tall and handsome young man, so he took his own apron and put it on for him. The greasy apron with bear printed on it looked a little funny on a big man. , "Just help me scrape the potatoes and wash the vegetables-here, it's over there."

Following the master's hand, Zhan Gui saw a basket of potatoes and a small fruit knife put aside by the master.

The master's original intention was to let him use the paring knife on the other side, but Zhan Gui's eyes were stuck to that knife like a demon.Finally, he stretched out his hand and held the knife in his hand.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and flicked lightly on the blade—the blade of a small fruit knife could not even cut through the thick layer of calluses on his hands, but the familiar touch seemed to awaken some past events in his mind .

"..."

Countless fragments of memories were scattered in his mind, but he couldn't grasp any of them.Eyebrows furrowed for a moment, Zhan Gui sighed, shook his head, and decided not to be persistent anymore.

He can no longer be regarded as a living person, why do he still care about those things in the past?

Picking up a potato that had been washed, Zhan Gui didn't need a paring knife, but directly took the small fruit knife to peel it.

His fingers were slender and powerful, and the knife firmly controlled by his fingers danced smoothly, peeling off the skin of the potatoes bit by bit. The whole movement was done in one go, which looked like an art.

Putting the peeled potatoes on the side plate, Zhan Ghost stared blankly at his hands.

These hands are very used to using knives, this is the first conclusion he draws on himself.

"You did a great job!" Zhan Gui was still in a trance, the master had already noticed his first achievement, and he couldn't help but pat Zhan Gui on the shoulder in surprise, "Have you practiced?"

"No." Shaking his head, War Ghost picked up the second potato.

"With your help, it will probably be much faster," the master said cheerfully, "Come on, I'll add dishes for you after finishing the lunch table!"

"……Um."

Outside the kitchen, Zhang Fei, who was watching every move in the kitchen through the small window, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still worried about the side effects of keeping the war ghost who was supposed to be a fighting machine, but now it seems that he is still safe.

"Since you are worried, you shouldn't have kept him before." Zhong Cuo, who was standing beside him, snorted coldly, "I still have a headache now. My explosive talisman won't last long, and it's not too strong."

"Even if there is you, Comrade Xiaofei, who is invincible in the world within 5 minutes~" Zhang Fei smiled shamelessly, "By the way, do you know what happened to him? He said he was dead, but I think he is no different from a living person except that he is a little dazed."

"I don't know," Zhong Cuo shook his head, "Strictly speaking, War Ghosts are closer to puppets, and the core is the thread that holds them. Once the core is broken, the puppet itself will no longer move..."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "...Even if the soul is still in the body, it cannot control the body, it can only perish with the body."

"That's what you said... Worse than the soul flying away?" Zhang Fei was stunned, "Who thought of this as a cheating thing, it's too black-hearted."

"Hell."

"...What did you say?" Zhang Fei was stunned when he heard a word that he thought was impossible.

"War ghosts are something created by the underworld. Before the appearance of the ghost king, they were the strongest weapon against the wild ghosts and immortals in the underworld." Zhong Cuo replied sullenly, without looking at Zhang Fei. This technique is harmful to heaven, it was sealed by the first ghost king, and has never been used again."

Rather than saying that it hurts the peace, it is better to say that there is a better tool, so you don't have to use that anymore, right?

Frowning slightly, Zhang Fei suppressed the sarcasm that was already on his lips, and changed his sentence: "That's why you are so hesitant?"

"...Don't you think he is very similar to me?" Zhong Cuo smiled wryly.

"I don't think my son is much cuter than him." Zhang Fei replied decisively, "Okay, Zhan Gui is fine now, let's go to sleep."

After speaking, he turned around and strolled upstairs, humming a ditty while walking.

Watching Zhang Fei's back silently, Zhong Cuo followed slowly. Unusually, he didn't refute the title like before.