Small saccharin

"How is sir?"

"Already asleep."

Dr. Li took out a vacuum bag and showed it to Zhao Jin. There were a few red fluffs sealed inside, which were long and thin. It would be difficult to detect unless he observed carefully. He said, "This is the source of allergies."

Secretary Zhao took a few glances, frowned and asked, "What animal?"

Dr. Li said, "Fox hair."

"Sir, you haven't come into contact with a fox today." Secretary Zhao said, "I'll check it out. You put the samples away first, and Mr. will definitely look at them when he wakes up tomorrow."

"I know."

Dr. Li thought to himself, with a psychopath of Mr. Shen's level, not only did he want to take a look at the allergens, but he might also be curious to open the seal to test the degree of allergies.

Zhuang Jiuxi cleaned the third floor, and sorted out a pear-blossom table, and finally moved Mr. Li Gui's memorial tablet and portrait up.

Gui Tong sat in a corner and said with a sneer, "It doesn't matter where you move, he will definitely not want to see you in the future."

"Shut up, if you talk again, I'll pour Malatang into your mouth." Zhuang Jiuxi bullied the children unceremoniously.

The picture of Li Gui being poisoned is still vivid, and Gui Tong's expression changed drastically. The hero hides in a corner and puts mushrooms.

Zhuang Jiuxi picked up a wooden board, sat in a corner and began to polish it seriously.

A memorial tablet made by the living Bodhisattva.

Of course he knew that Secretary Zhao's advice was for his own good, but fortunately, he and the Living Bodhisattva were not of the same class, and he probably had little contact with him in the future. A mediocre little citizen.

That's fine.

With the experience of making a memorial tablet for Brother Gui last time, he is also more proficient in doing it. Zhuang Jiuxi quickly polished the edges and corners. He pondered for a while, then turned his head and called Guitong:

"There are fish, come over and have a look, is it enough to polish it like this?"

The ghost boy is called Bai Youlin.

Zhuang Jiu asked about his name, and when he learned that it was fish scales, he automatically changed his name to Youyu.

Gui Tong was so angry that his face was gloomy, and he poured cold water on him bitterly: "It's so ugly, even if you do ten more, he won't forgive you!"

"This is for living Bodhisattvas," Zhuang Jiuxi said as a matter of course, "Brother Gui already has one, why should I make another one? Tablets are not clothes, they can be used in turn."

Bai Youlin was taken aback.

"For Shen Yunqi?"

Guitong was surprised at first, but the original resentful expression slowly faded, and turned into a distorted laughter, full of carefree malice,

"Okay! That's great! I knew he wasn't too long. Look, a few days ago, I thought that I could escape with humans and live together with humans, but now I'm not going to be abandoned right away. Yet!"

When he thought that Li Gui would end up in the same end as himself in the end, he felt extremely happy.

Zhuang Jiuxi looked at him with a strange expression, and the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. He tentatively asked: "Youyu, are you...jealous that Brother Gui went out to play with me?"

"I didn't!"

The ghost boy reacted very violently, and said frantically, "I just want to see his miserable appearance!"

Zhuang Jiuxi nodded.

Well, it seems that I am really jealous and crazy.

He was about to tease the other party a few more words, when suddenly he felt the temperature in the air plummeting, Zhuang Jiuxi looked like a vigilant little animal, raised his head and looked around, "Brother Ghost!"

The black shadow quietly appeared in the library room. Before he could stand still, he heard the cheerful voice of the little boy, and his body froze immediately.

The black shadow that hadn't stared at it began to disintegrate silently again.

Mr. Li Gui wanted to run away as if nothing had happened.

The little brat's eyes are so sharp, he pounced on him directly, making you unable to even walk away, "Brother Gui, don't go away, I tell you that I saw your offspring today!"

Amazing!

Sure enough, Mr. Li Gui's leaving figure paused, and then slowly solidified again. While calmly pulling the little boy out of his arms, he said, "I have no offspring."

"You have!"

Zhuang Jiuxi hugged his arm to prevent him from running away, and at the same time said happily: "I saw a living Bodhisattva, it is Shen Yunqi, Brother Gui, you both look alike, you all have curly hair and purple eyes!"

This adjective made Mr. Li Gui stare at him expressionlessly.

death stare.

Zhuang Jiuxi pretended not to see, and continued on his own: "But his figure looks more mature than you, so according to my guess, you should be the ancestor of the Shen family who died young, not more than 30 years old before death! "

The ghost boy next to him poured cold water: "Why don't you guess that he is a junior of the Shen family? Maybe he happened to be the victim of the murder case that died 15 years ago!"

Zhuang Jiuyan looked at each other angrily, filled with righteous indignation: "Nonsense! My brother Gui exudes the aura of a big brother, how can he be the ancestor of the Shen family, the most senior in the world!"

With his appearance, he looked like an unreasonable fan.

"What's wrong with you!"

Guitong was so angry that he scolded Zhuang Jiuxi first, then turned his head to look at Mr. Li Gui angrily, and said cursingly: "And you, and you are the only one who is stupid enough to indulge him all the time. You deserve to be abandoned now. Seeing that plaque No, someone has already taken your place in his heart..."

"Bam—!"

The loud sound shook the entire space three times.

Bai Youlin was violently thrown out of the library, and then bounced back by the barrier, rolling around the room like a ball, and finally lying on the ground dying, staring at the culprit: "He You...you...take me...to vent your anger...my mother..."

Mr. Li Gui said flatly: "I'll kill you if you make noise again."

Guitong rolled his eyes and fainted from anger.

... so cruel!

Zhuang Jiuxi shrank his neck in fright and dared not speak.

After dealing with the ghost boy, Mr. Li Gui came over, and Zhuang Jiuxi was shrouded in a thick shadow.

The little boy looked up at him tremblingly, with a startled expression.

The man picked up the polished tablet, his bone-like fingers slid across the board, making a soft rustling sound, and asked in a hoarse voice, "For Shen Yunqi?"

Zhuang Jiuxi looked at his appearance carefully. Under the dim light, the man's expression was as indifferent and calm as ever, except for a pair of purple pupils that were silently stained with black haze, which looked particularly terrifying.

The young man was very knowledgeable about current affairs, so he immediately changed his words: "Brother Gui doesn't like him, so I won't do it!"

got no response.

The whole space fell into a dead silence, and even the air froze.

The little brat thought anxiously, could it be that Mr. Li Gui was jealous and angry as Gui Tong said?

After an unknown amount of time, the man handed over the plank and said calmly, "Go ahead."

the truth?Or irony?

Zhuang Jiuxi found that Brother Gui's mood was not stable today, and he was a little uncertain for a while, but seeing the other party's serious face, he could only bite the bullet and cooperate.

The little boy took it obediently, sat beside him and began to polish it.

The room seemed extremely quiet, only the occasional sound of boards and knives scraping against each other.

It seems that because there is a ghost supervisor next to him, the atmosphere is too strong, so he dare not touch the fish, so he can only work hard, polish the memorial tablet, and start looking for a brush to inscribe.

After a while, a tablet was ready.

Zhuang Jiuxi breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his sore shoulders, poked his head out, and said softly, "Brother Gui, it's done."

Mr. Li Gui's figure blended into the dark corner, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes, and the purple light was particularly obvious in the darkness.

He fixedly glanced at the tablet, and suddenly said, "Why are you so quiet?"

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: "Because Brother Gui, you don't like making noise..."

He is also afraid of being beaten.

Although he has never been dealt with by Mr. Li Gui, but the scene just now can be regarded as an example to others, and the talkative bastard has rarely restrained himself a lot.

"..."

Mr. Li Gui was silent for a while, as if he didn't expect such a reason, he said lightly: "You don't need to suppress your nature, just talk if you want to talk."

Zhuang Jiuxi was shocked, "...Do you want to say casually?"

"Um,"

Mr. Li Gui glanced at him, paused, and added slowly: "Except for the nature of cooking, everything else is allowed."

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: "..."

He could see that this dark cuisine really left a serious psychological shadow on his ghost brother.

Brother Gui was so kind to him, yet he even poisoned Brother Gui, the brat felt a little guilty for a while.

So, he proposed with a compensatory mentality: "Then let's go out to eat today, how about?"

"……Can."

Mr. Li Gui's figure flickered, and he quietly entered the paper.

Not long after, a palm-sized cardboard figure slowly jumped down from the tablet, bouncing around with short legs, jumping over the chair, sliding down the pillar, and finally landed firmly on the ground.

Very agile.

There is also a natural sense of liveliness, which is completely different from the eerie Mr. Ghost himself.

The little black robe walked with his chest up and his head up, maintaining his aura as Mr. Li Gui, and said lightly: "Let's go."

Zhuang Jiuxi couldn't help but want to grab him in the palm of his hand, but was immediately glared sternly by the paper man's big eyes. After receiving the warning, he could only stop resentfully.

But this ghost brother is so cute.

The little black robe walked in front, Zhuang Jiuxi followed behind in small steps, and continued to advise: "Brother Gui, you walk too slowly, so we can't walk down the mountain until dawn, let me help you !"

"Look, I don't have fox ears today, so I won't pin you on them anymore, how about you just sit on my shoulder?"

The little black robe paused, Baozi's face was tense, revealing a pensive expression.

If Mr. Li Gui was lost in thought, he must be elegant and calm, but the paper figurine made such a move, like a child who is expressing his worries about writing new words.

Still a piece of paper.

Not convincing.

Zhuang Jiuxi was trying to hold back his laughter, afraid that if he couldn't hold back, Brother Gui would find out again, and he would really be unable to play tricks!

The little black robe thought for a moment, and realized that this was indeed the case. In the end, he could only nod helplessly, and said, "You stretch out your hand, and I will go up by myself."

"Good good!"

Zhuang Jiuxi couldn't wait to squat down and handed it to him with his palm up.

The paper man stepped on his palm with short legs, climbed up step by step, and finally sat on Zhuang Jiuxi's shoulder along his arm, firmly.

His serious voice fell on Zhuang Jiuxi's ear: "Let's go."

In order not to startle the snake, Zhuang Jiuxi resisted the urge to poke him, and said as he walked out: "Brother Gui, wait for the Living Bodhisattva to deliver the car in two days, so we don't have to walk down the mountain. In the driver's seat, how about you sit in the passenger seat~"

Mentioning the Living Bodhisattva, Mr. Li Gui frowned.

He wants to judge this matter rationally, but when he is trapped in the body of the paper man, the thinking of the brain will be much simpler. Before he can analyze it rationally, the little black robe has already blurted out: "He is not safe, you should stay away from him." Further!"

Mr. Ghost: "..."

After saying this, the taste is not right, it sounds like jealousy.

Zhuang Jiuxi was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at his serious expression, he was really... fierce.

He finally couldn't bear it any longer, and poked Baozi's face with his hand.

In an instant, the poke leaked.

The little black robe glared at him.

Zhuang Jiuxi burst out laughing, and while laughing, he coaxed the other party with the desire to survive: "Brother Gui, don't be angry, I swear I will stay away from him, don't be angry, really don't be angry!"

Fearing that the ghost would run away in anger, and no one would accompany him down the mountain to play, the brat shamelessly grabbed the paper man on his shoulder into the palm of his hand and held it!

Then trot all the way down the mountain.

In the mountains and forests, accompanied by the howling wind and the rustling trees, a voice of gnashing teeth could be vaguely heard: "—Zhuang Jiuxi!"

During the live broadcast the next day, Zhuang Jiuxi was basically drawing.

[Is it a new order? 】

"No, it's a self-portrait for a friend."

Holding an electronic pen, he drew flexible lines on the tablet, and soon a cartoon-like child came into view.

Wearing a formal little dress and a bow tie, he raised his head with a haughty posture, a standard aristocratic posture.

When Zhuang Jiuxi didn't touch fish, he did everything very quickly. He was so busy at night that he could basically make a painting. He still didn't forget to introduce to netizens: "This kid is called Bai Youyu. He has a very bad temper. He's just a bear. The bear child among the children belongs to the level that anyone who sees him wants to beat him up."

【You hate him so much】

[Then why still draw him? 】

"Because I want him to feel the beatings from society~"

After turning off the live broadcast that night, Zhuang Jiuxi printed out the painting in the study.

And the size is very large, it is completely made according to the proportion of a real person and the height of 1.5 meters six.

"That's right," Zhuang Jiuxi checked and muttered, "There is no shortage of hands or feet, they can be used."

He finished the scroll and went upstairs excitedly.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Gui Tong looking at him coldly, with resentment on his face, as if he was neglected and dissatisfied.

Zhuang Jiuxi raised his eyebrows and said, "You look very upset."

Bai Youlin answered the words in a strange way: "Mr. Li Gui is not as good as you after all. It's different to climb high branches. At night, you can go out to experience the fireworks in the world. It's not like me. I can't even go down to the third floor."

Look, this time I can't even hide my jealousy.

It's no wonder that Bai Youlin has been trapped here since he died at the age of eight or nine. He is over 200 years old, with no hope for the future, and his mentality is distorted.

In the past, everyone was so miserable at any rate, but now since there is this human being, there has been differential treatment!

Zhuang Jiuxi said calmly: "That's my ghost brother, of course I will try my best to treat him well, how about this, if you call me daddy, how about I take you out too?"

"Damn!" Guitong scolded angrily with a look of shame and humiliation, "I'm a 200-year-old ghost calling you Dad, and you deserve it too? Get out!"

"It's fine if you don't want to, then I'll continue to go out and play with Brother Gui today, and eat hot pot today. By the way, I have to buy a mobile phone for Brother Gui, so I can live so happily."

He said, turned and left.

"and many more……!"

The ghost boy seemed to have guessed something, and hurriedly shouted to stop.

Zhuang Jiu turned to look at him suspiciously, "What do you want?"

nonsense!

Guitong opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but he thought that he was asking for help from others...and then thinking about the scenery outside...his lips moved, he lowered his head, and asked coyly: "What did you say... I shouted Your father, you also help me, does it count?"

Zhuang Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Can you call me to listen?"

"father!"

As if he was afraid of his reaction, and also afraid that he would embarrass himself with the loudness of his voice, the ghost boy yelled out quickly, with a loud voice, or else there was an enchantment blocking him, the voice could reach the sky.

Zhuang Jiuxi was shocked by his reaction.

Bai Youlin hurriedly said: "You promised me!"

"Well, I promise you, my good son." Zhuang Jiuxi threw the painting in his hand over, and said calmly, "Try it, Brother Gui can go in anyway, and whether you can or not depends on your own luck."

The ghost boy seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and immediately rushed forward.

An electric current passed through his whole body.

The flames flared up suddenly.

Zhuang Jiuxi took a nervous step forward, and saw a 1.5-meter-tall paper man fall out after the portrait was burned.

Bai Youlin fell to the ground with a snap, then stood up unsteadily, with an unbelievable shock on his face.

He looked at himself, then at Zhuang Jiuxi, and finally rushed towards the barrier immediately.

The paper man ran out easily.

Unchained.

"I... free?" He stood in the corridor, muttering to himself in a trance.

Zhuang Jiuxi reached out and squeezed the piece of paper, tsk, not as cute as my ghost brother.

Sure enough, the smaller the paper figure, the cuter it is, and the bigger it is, the silly.

Guitong turned his head slowly and looked at Zhuang Jiuxi with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to be grateful, but the resentment of hundreds of years spread throughout his soul, which made him unable to express kindness like a human being.

Zhuang Jiuxi smiled and said, "What are you going to do next? Brother Gui said that your biggest obsession is fireworks?"

Bai Youlin nodded with a complicated expression.

"Come with me."

Zhuang Jiuxi said, "According to the test results of Brother Gui and I, a piece of paper should only last for three hours a day. We must cherish this time."

Guitong followed instinctively.

He also felt a little like he was dreaming, not real at all.

Can he really have three hours of freedom?

Moreover, it was given by the human being he hated the most.

When he thought of how many times he wanted to kill the other party, he felt ashamed in his heart.

Then, he followed Zhuang Jiuxi to the kitchen.

"Here...?" Gui Tong looked at him suspiciously.

Then, he saw the human curl his lips towards him with a devilish smile and say:

"From today onwards, you will be in charge of our family's dinner cooking."

Ghost boy:? ? ?

You fucking said that if you let me feel the fireworks in the world, you want me to be the cook?

He suddenly became angry, "Zhuang Jiuxi, are you playing with me?!"

Zhuang Jiuxi revealed his real purpose and said shamelessly: "You cook for me well, and I will give you three hours to relax every day from now on, otherwise you can go back to the third floor and continue to lock up."

"I'm still a nine-year-old child!"

"It's two hundred and nine years old, thank you, and a bastard like me likes to squeeze child labor the most!~"

So, late at night, when Mr. Li Gui woke up, he found four dishes and one soup on the table for the first time.

Thinking of Zhuang Jiuxi's dark cooking, he couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and instinctively wanted to back away.

Zhuang Jiuxi said cheerfully behind him: "Don't be afraid, Brother Gui, I didn't do this, we will have a serious cook in our family from now on!"