Small saccharin

In order to find the family tree as soon as possible, Zhuang Jiuxi asked the female ghost lady to help him find it in the backyard after returning home.

The young lady is now so weak that her waist is like a willow, she is even weaker than the paper figurines he made. She looks delicate and timid, but she is very vigorous when she speaks: "Mr. It’s okay to flip over!”

With a beautiful young lady, I feel like I can do ten in a second now.

Zhuang Jiuxi immediately showed respect, and then watched the young lady rush into the backyard just like that. He could vaguely hear the crazy voices of the evil spirits from the other side of the wall: "Why is she here again!"

"It's okay, she didn't bring a horn!"

"I'll stay away from her and stay with the plague god outside every day. Who knows if she's also infected with the plague!"

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: "..."

He returned to the third floor, pulled out the computer and prepared to draw, but when he thought about the scene just now, he still felt very weird, and whispered: "Could it be that my ancestors are not only poor gods, but also part-time gods of plague?"

"I think there is something wrong with your own physique."

Guitong complained coldly: "At least your ancestor is a poor god and not a fox, so why do you grow hair?"

"Father is very talented, son, shouldn't you be happy?" Zhuang Jiuxi replied casually. When he looked up, he looked at Bai Youlin's awkward little face, and the words suddenly froze when he reached his mouth.

He remembered something.

If it is true what Shen Yunqi said, the bound ghosts in the manor are all suicide sacrificers, then Bai Youlin...

He looked at Guitong furiously, "Hey, why do you have such weird eyes? Also, you look weird since you came home. Something happened?"

Zhuang Jiuxi thought about it for a while, but still felt that he should not hide anything. If there is something we can face together, he is not a leading man in a bitter drama who likes to fight alone, he takes care of everything by himself.

So he unceremoniously said everything Shen Yunqi said.

Bai Youscale's face turned dark immediately, he found a seat and sat down, looking forward to his legs, muttering cursingly: "Why is there such a saying?"

Zhuang Jiuxi looked at him worriedly, thinking that Hao Daer's life was so miserable, his voice could not help but soften, and asked carefully: "So how did you die, and you were also sacrificed by the family...?"

"Our family is not as perverted as the Shen family!"

The corner of Guitong's mouth twitched, he scratched his hair irritably, and gave up on himself: "There's nothing I can't say, I remember that it was still a study at that time, because I was fighting with my cousin, I wanted to sneak away by myself while everyone was resting." Studying, who knew that someone was accidentally killed by a collapsed roof..."

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: "...So it's an oolong."

Bai Youlin revisited the embarrassing memories again, and became angry from embarrassment: "Nonsense! You should worry about what happened to your ghost brother. I died by accident. Their family is so perverted. There is a high probability that he committed suicide!"

"I'm not going to kill myself."

Accompanied by the extremely cold temperature, a hoarse voice sounded faintly, and a black shadow quietly emerged.

The ghost boy spoke ill of the ghost behind his back, and when he was caught on the scene, he was instantly persuaded.

"Brother Gui, you heard everything!" Zhuang Jiuxi waved at him and said happily, "As long as we can find the genealogy, we will be able to find out about your life!"

The little cub was extremely happy and sad, but felt that his body was unstable, and he fell over headfirst.

The cold shadow wrapped him in it, a pair of big white hands supported his shoulders, dragged him up calmly, and fixed him back to his original position.

Mr. Li Gui rubbed his head, and said: "Be careful."

The ferocious ghost on weekdays looks no different from a baby daddy at the moment.

Zhuang Jiuxi was rubbed on the head, and instinctively shrank back, avoiding the man's big hand, and replied in a low voice: "Got it."

This action is completely without brain, dodging naturally.

Bai Youlin, who was ready to eat dog food in the distance, was stunned. What the hell, Zhuang Jiuxi, a clingy little saccharine, would suddenly resist the approach of a ghost?

In the past, he was the one who clung to Ghost Shadow and couldn't pull it off!

Li Gui looked at the empty palm, then looked at the boy's flickering eyes, his purple eyes were slightly darkened, but he was not angry or sad, but asked calmly, "What happened?"

Zhuang Jiuxi hugged his tablet cowardly and moved it to the side, lowered his head, held his breath...unable to hold back, and yelled loudly: "Brother Gui, your son-in-law Shen Yunqi kissed me forcibly! He alone Man, you actually played a hooligan on me——!!!"

The three words "playing hooligans" sound very loud, echoing infinitely in the entire space.

"..."

Mr. Li Gui's expression froze.

Immediately afterwards, a large swath of thick black mist surrounded him, and the temperature of the entire space became extremely cold in an instant.

His purple pupils stared at the boy's opening and closing lips, wondering what he was thinking.

The victim was completely unaware of the danger, and still sued the parents with a full face of resentment: "Pervert! This dead pervert! Let me tell you, your family's allergies to animal hair may be hereditary. He was allergic to me after kissing." Yes, it deserves it!"

As he spoke, his voice paused, and he suddenly felt Li Gui's cold white fingers touching his lips, rubbing them slowly.

Looking up again, he met a pair of deep and terrifying purple pupils.

The boy suddenly thought of the neck biting incident, and his memory of Mr. Li Gui's terrifying possessiveness was still fresh, which made him take two steps back in horror, and looked at him warily.

"Ghost...Brother Ghost! Even if you're a good friend, it's fine to bite your neck, but kissing your lips is really not acceptable!"

Thinking of this, he looked at Li Gui suspiciously, and asked tremblingly: "You can't be... You're also gay, right?"

I rely on!

Thinking of this, he looked at Brother Gui, then at the big boy Bai Youlin, and felt that he was surrounded by gays!

Mr. Li Gui's body froze, the man lowered his eyes, seeing the little boy still in shock, the color in his eyes gradually faded, his hoarse voice calmed down, and said lightly: "I'm not."

Hao Daer, who was murdered by the wind review, also let out a scream: "I am not anymore, don't look at me like that!"

"Really?" Zhuang Jiuxi still didn't believe it. He picked up his tablet and walked out slowly. He was afraid of hurting Mr. Li Gui's heart, so he still didn't forget to explain: "Brother Gui, I don't believe you. I have a little psychological shadow on men, and I'm not used to having intimate behaviors with people, just wait for me to slow down for two days..."

The words are very gentle.

As soon as he turned his head, he ran downstairs quickly without looking back, for fear of being chased by the ghost and taken back.

Mr. Li Gui turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Bai Youlin.

Hao Daer was innocently affected, and broke down: "It's not him who I kissed, look what I did!"

Mr. Li Gui said slowly: "You made him start to be homophobic, but now his condition is getting worse."

"..." Gui Tong was speechless.

He scratched his head and said with difficulty: "Wait until his mood improves before you get close to him. Refusing a man's closeness now does not mean that he will refuse in the future. Think about it."

But Mr. Li Gui couldn't think about it.

The man's expression was dim, he suddenly looked towards the altar, his purple eyes flickered on and off, then he stretched out his hand as if he had made up his mind, and put his fingertips on the piece of paper.

Zhuang Jiuxi took a shower, rinsed his mouth by the way, then walked out slowly in a bathrobe, and then lay upright on the bed, not wanting to move.

Tired.

Since coming here, it seems that my whole life has taken a big turn.

First of all, what kind of blood is poor, grows fox ears, bumps into ghosts, and then meets Lao Wang Ba, a scheming, cunning and vicious pervert, is still inexplicably molested in the theater, and even fights wits and courage with Lao Wang Ba. Looking for Brother Gui's life.

All things stacked up, less than three months.

The world view has been subverted.

Of course, it is not without good things.

He started live broadcasting and gained his own fans, his fame gradually increased, the serialized comics became popular, and he made a lot of money with his own efforts.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jiuxi took out his mobile phone and looked at the balance on it. The reward for live streaming, the reward for living in the haunted house, and the income from serial comics added up, there is already a huge sum of nearly 60.

Little Poorby's eyes lit up.

If he didn't have to help Brother Gui check these things, he wished he could move out of here immediately, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in, and live a happy life in a paradise!

Hmm... No, I still have to repay my kindness, and I can't ignore Brother Gui.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jiuxi suddenly felt itchy in his ears. He turned his head to the side, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and was surprised to find that there was a palm-sized cardboard man next to his pillow.

The little black robe sat quietly on the pillow with a serious expression on his face, not knowing how long he had been here.

"Ghost, brother ghost?" Zhuang Jiuxi was astonished, but he didn't repel the ghost like he did. He poked the little black robe with his finger, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and said, "Are you using this?" Any way to make me happy?"

The little black robe slowly opened the evil finger, and said: "Just come and have a look, you lie down, sleep, don't make noise."

"But I'm still not happy." Zhuang Jiuxi lowered his head and said dejectedly, "I never thought that I would be treated so frivolously by a man before. The whole three views have been subverted. Now I feel that men are so perverted."

"You're a man too."

"No, I just want to be a little fox that eats and waits to die."

Zhuang Jiuxi said aggrievedly: "I think this incident has left a serious psychological shadow on me. I feel that such a beautiful thing as kissing has become a kind of plunder and conquest, which is not beautiful at all."

Mr. Li Gui was silent for a while, and said: "No, kissing should be a way for two people in love to communicate, not only between lovers, but also relatives and family members."

"Just like your parents, brothers and sisters, they will kiss you too, it's all a way of showing love."

"But my parents never kissed me." Zhuang Jiuxi turned to look at the little black robe, and asked tentatively, "Brother Gui, can you kiss me?"

The body of the molested little black robe froze, and then a gust of heat spread from his cheeks to the surroundings, and the little black robe turned into a little red robe in seconds.

The red ones are almost ripe.

"Ghost brother...?"

"...Yes." The little black robe responded dryly, he didn't know what he was talking about, his eyes were staring straight ahead, his expression was as stiff as a block of wood, only in this way could he barely maintain his wild jumping Heart, don't do anything shameful.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and turned his head to look at Zhuang Jiuxi, as if a dying traveler in the desert finally saw the source of water, and a person who was endlessly reincarnated in the dark saw the dawn.

After boring days and nights, he finally waited for that little fool's response.

Mr. Li Gui's cheeks softened slowly, his purple eyes focused on Zhuang Jiuxi, and he repeated softly: "Yes."

The little boy beamed with joy, and happily proposed: "Then can you possess my wife and kiss me again, I want to see if I am still a straight man!"

Click!

Mr. Li Gui's gentle expression gradually cracked, and then shattered to the ground.

The little red robe turned into the little black robe again, and the wind was still blowing behind her.

With a gloomy face, he said, "You bought Luna's figure again?"

"No, but I secretly drew Luna's portrait!"

Zhuang Jiuxi took out a palm-sized piece of paper from the bedside table, handed it over, blinked his big eyes and asked cautiously, "Is it okay? Brother Gui."

Little black robe: "..."

"Forget it if you can't." The little brat gave up with a slumped head.

"...Yes." The little black robe gritted his teeth and spit out two words. Being Luna's "substitute" by himself is much better than letting this little brat go out and kiss others.

He stretched out his finger and touched Luna's portrait. Along with a wave in the space, the light flourished.

Soon, the little black robe fell on the bed lightly, without breath.

And a "Luna" paper figure in a purple dress and black hair came to life.

The palm-sized "Luna" was extremely uncomfortable with his new body, his beautiful face was tense, without any expression, he took two steps with his hands and feet, his face was dark and terrifying.

In the next second, Zhuang Jiuxi held her in the palm of his hand.

"so cute!"

Zhuang Jiuxi's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward to carefully observe the smart Luna paper figurine, and couldn't help admiring: "Honey, you are so cute!"

bar.

He couldn't help but kissed her.

This kiss was as soft as a feather, without any erotic meaning, it was simply conveying one's love.

Mr. Li Gui was completely petrified.

The flamboyant paper man in women's clothing froze in Zhuang Jiuxi's palm, motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead, like a piece of wood without wisdom.

"Is this the feeling of a forced kiss? It's so cool. I announce that my psychological shadow is over!"

Zhuang Jiuxi closed the wait, then happily put the paper man next to his pillow, and lay down himself, facing him, smiling brightly: "Good night, wife."

He closed his eyes and happily fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took for the little purple robe "Luna" to come back to his senses. He stared stiffly at the satisfied sleeping face of the little boy, moved his lips, and then tentatively... tentatively... spread forward and kissed Kissed Zhuang Jiuxi on the cheek.

Score at the touch of a button.

The innocent little Zipao became Xiaohongpao again.

Mr. Li Gui's face was sullen, his hoarse voice became light, "...good night."

One person and one ghost, sleeping on the same bed for the first time.

Zhuang Jiuxi had a dream.

He could clearly feel that he was dreaming, all around was gray, except for an old jade gate in front of him.

This is obviously the gate to the backyard.

At this moment, he suddenly felt movement behind him, and the young man turned his head vigilantly, but saw a tall and thin ghost, "Brother ghost?"

"Well," Mr. Li Gui stepped forward, stood beside him, and reminded lightly, "It should still be the memory dream of Shen Yunqi."

This proficient appearance is obviously the nth time he has entered someone else's dream.

Zhuang Jiuxi was quite curious: "Did you drag me in?"

"You should have followed me in," Mr. Li Gui stretched out his hand, calmly and naturally grabbed him, pushed open the door, and walked in.

The backyard is huge, oversized.

There are rockery lofts everywhere, and there are steaming hot springs behind.

They walked aimlessly for a long time, saw a Buddhist hall, and smelled the scent of sandalwood from a distance.

Zhuang Jiuxi sniffed it and said, "When I saw Shen Yunqi, I also smelled this smell on his clothes."

Mr. Li Gui said flatly: "Stay away from him in the future, and deal with him after I can go out."

His tone was calm, but with a murderous intent that could not be ignored.

Zhuang Jiu shrunk his nose and muttered, "You don't need to kill anyone, just kill yourself."

While the two were talking, they saw a young man coming out from behind the rockery.

The boy looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair and purple eyes, handsome appearance, with a smile on his face, he walked into the Buddhist hall calmly.

Zhuang Jiu was startled, and subconsciously looked at Mr. Li Gui next to him.

The two look alike, with nearly identical facial features, but their temperaments are vastly different.

Is it Brother Ghost?Or Shen Yunqi?

The temperament is very similar to Shen Yunqi, but even if they are relatives, the facial features are too similar to Brother Gui, they are almost carved out of the same mold.

Unless, they are close relatives like father and son, brothers.

The two followed immediately, but saw that there were no Buddha statues enshrined in the Buddhist hall, but densely packed memorial tablets. The names on them were all the names he had heard from Shen Yunxi before. These should be those Shen Yunqi who were sacrificed. family.

At this moment, voices came from the back room.

A young girl was kneeling on the cushion and wiping her tears. She raised her head, she also had black hair and purple eyes, and she looked seven to eight times like the boy. She choked up and said:

"Yunqi, I just heard my father talk to my uncle. They feel that the second uncle and the others are collateral blood after all, and the effect of the sacrifice is still not good enough. If you want to win the land in Lincheng, it is best to start from your own. Start with the bloodline of the direct line."

"Uncle has always thought that we are low breeds and unworthy of inheriting the family business. He also persuaded Dad to have a few more children of orthodox blood after we die..."

Shen Yunqi was very calm, he said: "Sister, don't you and I remain of Dad's direct bloodline? Do you want to die first, or die later?

The girl shivered for a while, and cried, "Brother, I don't want to die first or later, I want to live longer!"

"Then what are you waiting for, act first."

Shen Yunqi chuckled, handed a small scalpel to the girl, and said lightly:

"Kill him first, and then kill the uncle. Isn't it just you and me left in the Shen family? When the time comes, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Obviously this is not the first time the girl has been instigated. This time, faced with the desperate situation of her own death, she hesitated and took the scalpel, saying: "But we have no chance to strike. If we attack directly, we will definitely not be able to kill them." ..."

"There is a chance."

17-year-old Shen Yunxi stood up, took out a brocade box from the shelf behind the Buddhist hall, opened it, picked up a thin layer of animal hair, first squeezed it in his hand, and then calmly stuffed it into the box. In the mouth, he chewed and swallowed a little bit.

The faces of several people changed drastically at the same time.

The girl exclaimed at the first moment: "Yunqi, what are you doing, you are allergic to animal hair!"

Zhuang Jiuxi was also taken aback.

Shen Yunqi clearly just touched his fox fur with his hand, and he was immediately allergic to it and sent to the first aid, but now he touches it first and then eats it... Crazy!

Shen Yunqi is indeed a lunatic.

There was a smile on the youthful face of the young man, and there was vaguely the prototype of the crazy and twisted decades later. Dense rashes covered his arms. He enjoyed the feeling of dying from shortness of breath, hoarse The voice said to the girl with a smile:

"Look, doesn't this give you a chance to be alone with them?"

"They will definitely not miss this opportunity to persuade me to commit suicide. At that time, someone will assist you to do it together. Don't be afraid, killing them is easy for you."

Shen Yunxi fell to the ground exhausted, coughing lowly, looking at the terrified and hesitant girl, his smile gradually widened, and he said lightly: "Sister, you only have this one and only chance left, let me see See if you can take your chances and survive."

He himself is not afraid of death, instead he is risking his own life, eager to see a good show.

Zhuang Jiuxi's scalp was numb from the irritation.

Before he could continue to look down, his brain suddenly jolted, and then he was roughly ejected from his dream.

He woke up from his sleep and sat up, he turned on the light in a daze, and looked around, but he didn't see Brother Gui.

"Brother Ghost!"

The little boy ran out of the room excitedly, and began to search for Mr. Li Gui from place to place, but he found nothing.

In the end, he could only sit in the courtyard resentfully and mutter to himself: "Brother Gui, have you seen that? Shen Yunqi is such a lunatic, damn it! Brother Gui, I really want to know what happened next!"

"Do you think Shen Yunqi's plan has succeeded?"

"It's so exciting..."

Beep beep...beep beep...

The phone rang suddenly, Zhuang Jiuxi looked down, it was an unfamiliar call.

A call from a stranger in the early hours of the morning was unreliable at first glance, so he decisively chose to hang up.

However, the other party was persistent and called again, as if he would not give up until he got through.

Zhuang Jiuxi connected suspiciously, and Shen Yunxi's lazy voice came from the opposite side: "Want to know what happened next? Come here now, and I'll tell you."

Obviously, the fact that he entered the dream was discovered by the other party.

"In no mood!"

Zhuang Jiuxi ruthlessly hung up Lao Wang Ba's phone call.

Pooh!