I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

Si Nanxing barely stood still, and now Ba She disappeared, his body swayed slightly, and Zhu Youjun grabbed him with quick eyesight and hands.

Mr. Zhuyou was about to let go after holding on, but Si Nanxing put both hands up: "Don't let go, don't let go, let me slow down for a while, hiss, my feet are soft."

Lord Zhuyou: "..."

He didn't seem used to having physical contact with people, and now he was standing upright, with his stiff arms for him to support.

Si Nanxing didn't make things difficult for him, and tried his best to stand up straight after taking a few breaths. Before Zhu Youjun could retract his hand, Si Nanxing grabbed him again. He frowned tightly, his face pale: "No, no, Hold on a little longer."

Lord Zhuyou: "..."

He was really not good at getting so close to people, but he had read Si Nanxing's book of life and death, so he knew that his body was really weak, so he didn't mean to tease himself, so he could only respond: "...it's nothing."

It's just a cold voice.

Killing the crow was anxious: "Hey, are you okay, Si Nanxing, men can't just say no!"

"Hey." Si Nanxing closed his eyes, "If I really can't do it, you gave me a bad joke at the last moment, thank you so much."

Zhu Youjun said dryly: "Your life is not over yet, so you won't die."

Si Nanxing laughed, he raised his head slightly, and nodded at him: "Then I will work harder."

He let go of his hands and stood up straight, this time he didn't lean closer.

Si Nanxing wandered to the electric pole, and was about to bend down to pick up something, but Mr. Zhu You took a step faster than him, and picked up both the basket and the thermos.

Si Nanxing froze for a moment, Zhu Youjun looked cold, but he was quite considerate. It seems that there are rumors that he is the other party's savior, so it should be true.

Killing Crow was originally quite afraid of Lord Zhuyou, but after being with Si Nanxing, she always felt courageous for no reason. She probed her head and asked, "Are the kittens all right? Why didn't I hear the barking?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhuyou lifted the floral cloth on the basket, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the pure black kitten jumped up and grabbed his finger in one bite.

Zhu Youjun felt that he had not been stiff as many times in his life as he is today.

He glanced at Si Nanxing, and Si Nanxing not only didn't help, but also leaned over to take a look, and said in surprise: "Oh, it opened its eyes, and it saw you at the first sight. I'm afraid it wants to treat you as its own mother."

Zhu Youjun: "...let it loosen."

"Let go." Si Nanxing stretched out his hand to tease it, and the kitten would not loosen his teeth and claws, Si Nanxing shook his head, "It seems that he likes you, that... Lord Zhuyou, do you need a watchdog in the underworld? I think Its image of being black and not autumn is also very suitable."

Zhu Youjun looked down at his black robe, always feeling that he meant something.

"Living creatures cannot enter Hades."

"Forget it." Si Nanxing had a bit of regret on his face, "I just opened my eyes, so it would be a pity to go down."

He went ahead as before, intending to go to the supermarket to buy some supplies for the kittens. These kittens are still too young, so they will make do with him for a few days, and it would be better for others to take over after they are vaccinated.

Lord Zhuyou helped him carry the things, and Sha Ya hung behind him not far or near.

Si Nanxing asked as if suddenly remembering something: "Hey, is your hand okay? Has it recovered yet?"

He remembered that Sha Ya died in a car accident. When he first became a ghost, he was distorted like a dough rolled over by a rolling pin. He finally pulled and repaired the soul body by himself, and it was missing a hand, which is pitiful.

Sha Ya sniffed: "I don't know, I tried it just now, and there was no reaction at all..."

Zhu Youjun said: "Ba Snake swallows the sky, the swallowed soul body is really gone."

Sha Ya's face was broken on the spot, and he almost cried out: "Then if I reincarnate in the future, I will lose a hand?"

Si Nanxing looked at Mr. Zhuyou, and frowned: "Can't you think of a way?"

Zhu Youjun looked at him: "She has her own merits in order to save people, we will help her, now..."

Zhu Youjun turned around and looked at her for a while, ghost energy condensed on Sha Ya's forearm, and an illusory hand appeared.This hand is a bit more transparent than her original one, and it looks like it will go with the wind as soon as the wind blows, and it looks very unstable, Zhu Youjun only said: "Let's make do with it."

"Thank you Zhuyou-jun! I don't have to be a one-armed child anymore, it's already very good!" Sha Ya was already very satisfied, looking at his novice, he didn't know if it was an illusion, this hand didn't look too good Powerful, but she always felt that she seemed to be much stronger.

Only then did Si Nanxing feel relieved, he smiled and looked at Sha Ya and teased: "Your setting, generally speaking, can already be the protagonist of game comics."

"By the way, the Underworld rewards you with a big red flower, remember to take a photo with me, how about I hang a pennant for you in the cafeteria?"

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Killing Crow eagerly approached, "What's written on it?"

"Just write..." Si Nanxing began to edit, "Thank you, the heroine, for saving my life."

Sha Ya's eyes were full of satisfaction, and he wanted to pick a few words on his mouth: "Oh, the meaning is okay, but it's not advanced, it's too common."

Si Nanxing rolled his eyes with a smile: "I remember that there is a convenience market next to the supermarket. I'll go and buy you two pig's trotters to make up for your shape."

Sha Ya wanted to protest why a pig's trotter could mend her hand, but he swallowed helplessly.

Si Nanxing turned his head to look at the silent Lord Zhuyou, and asked familiarly, "Does Lord Zhuyou eat pig's trotters?"

If she hadn't lost her feet a long time ago, Sha Ya would almost perform a high-altitude fall on the spot for Si Nanxing. She turned black and patted Si Nanxing desperately with her only remaining hand: "There is something wrong with you! Look at the statue of Lord Zhuyou!" People who eat pig's trotters! Are you ashamed to let them eat pig's trotters? Give them some high-end ones, such as sashimi lobster..."

"You have to get your hands on the big lobster." Si Nanxing didn't think there was anything wrong. He looked at Mr. Zhuyou and asked, "Do you want to eat it? Pig trotters."

Zhu Youjun nodded hesitantly.

Satisfied, Si Nanxing looked at Sha Ya: "Look, he doesn't put on airs, he is easier to serve than you."

Sha Ya sneered, then peeked at Zhu Youjun.The other party has long robes and wide sleeves, and he wears a high-spirited temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world. Such a person eats pig's trotters... I really want to see it.

Si Nanxing first went to the supermarket to buy a bag of imported goat milk and a few feeding bottles. The cashier looked at him silently, then at Mr. Zhuyou next to him, and then at the man holding the milk in his hand. basket, no matter how you look at it, your eyes are wrong.

Only then did Si Nanxing come to his senses, he lifted the basket to give the other party a look, and said with a smile, "I picked it up by the side of the road."

"Ah!" The cashier exclaimed, looked around enviously, and enthusiastically gave a handful of mints as a gift.

Cats definitely can't eat mints, they are given to living people, Si Nanxing asked Zhu Youjun meaningfully: "Do you eat candy?"

Zhu Youjun hesitated for a moment, reached out to take it, imitated his example, pinched open the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth, the cool sweet taste spread in his mouth, Zhuyou Jun's brows relaxed a little.

"That..." Shaya called out to them.

Si Nanxing showed a regretful expression: "If you can't eat, envy is useless."

"No!" Sha Ya curled her lips, she is not a child anymore, she is not a glutton, she mustered up the courage to say, "Does Zhu Youjun really not change clothes? Just now the cashier has been looking at the candle. You Jun!"

Si Nanxing was stunned for a moment: "So she thinks we are suspects who stole the child and escaped?"

Sha Ya was speechless: "What kind of brain circuit are you in?"

Zhu Youjun looked at him silently.

Si Nanxing felt that his outfit was actually quite good-looking, low-key and high-end, but it was indeed a bit eye-catching.But now there are more and more people wearing JK school uniforms, LO skirts, and Hanfu on the street. If you want to walk on the street like Zhu Youjun, at most people will look at you twice, so that you won't be regarded as crazy.

Si Nanxing said with the mentality of discussing, "Shall you change your clothes, Mr. Zhuyou?"

Zhu Youjun took a look at him, and changed into exactly the same according to his appearance, a simple T-shirt and trousers, different people wear different flavors.

That's...how is it exactly the same as him.

Si Nanxing scratched his head, feeling that he had a good appearance and was not compared too badly by Mr. Zhuyou, so he relaxed and took him to the vegetable market.

Now is the meal time, and most of the vegetables that should be bought have been bought in advance, and there are not many people in the market.But most of the small vendors were stunned when they saw these two handsome young men who wore exactly the same clothes but had very different temperaments walked in.

Si Nanxing went straight to the pork stall. He had dealt with the boss here several times. The fat-hearted boss was carrying a large kitchen knife with a thick handle, and smiled kindly: "Hey, little boss, you came late today."

"Something happened on the way, so I'm delayed." Si Nanxing smiled, "It's okay, just in time for supper, take a bag of pig's trotters, please cut it in half for me."] "Okay." The boss readily agreed, and cut the knife It was neat, chopping until it was vibrating, and he could talk to Si Nanxing while moving. He asked, "Is this your friend? I haven't seen him before. He has a very familiar face."

"Just came." Si Nanxing responded with a smile, "Be considerate of my frail health, and help me carry my things."

When he said this, the stall owner automatically assumed that Mr. Zhuyou was here to help carry things, and handed the pig's trotters to him after cutting. Just as Si Nanxing was about to help take over, Mr. Zhuyou had already combined a lunch box and a basket hand, and the other hand took the pig's trotter.

Si Nanxing was stunned: "Let me come, let me get some too."

Zhu Youjun shook his head: "You are weak."

Si Nanxing looked at his face, he didn't look angry, and he didn't look a little bit weird, it seemed that he really felt that way.

Si Nanxing whispered, "Why are you so honest?"

Sha Ya sneered: "Yo, it's fresh, you still feel embarrassed."

On the other hand, Mr. Zhuyou, it seems that because of Si Nanxing's "honest" evaluation, he looked at him more deeply.

It was that kind of complicated and unpredictable eyes. Si Nanxing always felt that he was a bit weird as a benefactor. When he planned to sit down to eat later, he must ask carefully.

He walked out of the market with Mr. Zhuyou, and heard a street vendor behind him whispering: "Is that a couple's costume? Isn't it!"

"This is not a couple's outfit. This is exactly the same as buying two sets."

"You don't understand! Young people call this a couple outfit!"

Si Nanxing: "..."

He stretched out his hand and tugged Zhu Youjun's sleeve: "Let's go faster."

"Huh?" Zhu Youjun was a little puzzled.

Si Nanxing casually put the blame on Sha Ya's head who was still giggling: "Sha Ya is hungry, I'm afraid her soul will die from hunger."

Zhu Youjun wanted to tell him that the soul is not so easy to disperse, but after thinking about it, it would not be difficult to walk faster, so he nodded and didn't say much.

The place where Si Nanxing lives is an old street, and every family has an old yard. Regardless of the old place, the land is expensive. It is said that these old houses are quite culturally ancient, and they may be zoned into there soon. of the scenic spot.

Anyway, there are several yards next to his house that have been converted into homestays, and it is said that the business is not bad.

Si Nan was lazy, so he opened a snack bar, which was open occasionally and closed most of the time.No way, he moves slowly and can't do much.

But everyone who has eaten it will praise the good craftsmanship.

When they returned to the yard, Si Nanxing only felt that the front of his small yard was spooky. Looking carefully, he found that the clerk in charge of his area was squatting at his door with a sad face, looking at the leave note on the door. Sighed.

Si Nanxing laughed: "Yuchi, you just happened to be able to have supper."

He raised the pig's trotter in his hand, and Yuchi rushed towards him with bright eyes, but he turned his head and saw his immediate superior, and almost bit his tongue on the spot: "Pig... pig, Zhu Youjun!"

Lord Zhuyou: "..."