Small saccharin

[In the dark space, a big hand restrained Zhuang Jiuxi's waist, preventing him from moving. He turned his head in a panic, and met Mr. Li Gui's pale and gloomy face.

In the next second, the corners of the man's lips rose, revealing a nasty smile. He bit Zhuang Jiuxi's earlobe, kissed him intimately, and let out a low laugh: "I will give you a punishment."]

Zhuang Jiu analyzed the combination of Mr. Li Gui and Shen Yunqi, and then he woke up with a jolt, his hair stood on end. He hugged the big tail that came out from behind, and looked around in a daze. He was relieved not to see the lingering bastard.

"Mom, this is scary."

There may be a misunderstanding, they are not necessarily the same person, there may be some ancestral scars, right?

In short, before finding more clues, he shouldn't just draw conclusions so blindly.

Zhuang Jiuxi comforted himself so much, he got up and stood up, the next second he felt numbness in his feet, and the whole person sat back to his original position.

Day, sitting too long.

He leaned back in the chair, too lazy to move.

After an unknown amount of time, a beam of light came in through the window and sprinkled on his face.

The young man rubbed his dry eyes, looked up and saw that the courtyard was full of vitality, and the evergreen palm trees were dripping with dew, and the whole manor had quietly returned to life.

His mood also improved.

Zhuang Jiuxi got up and put on a heavy overcoat, wrapped himself up, then pushed the door and walked out, walking casually in the courtyard along the roadside scenery.

The backyard is connected to the valley, and behind the rolling rockery is a natural hot spring. He walked over and the surrounding area has been cleaned up, and there is no trace of recent use at all.

He dipped his fingers into the hot spring, and the warm water wrapped his fingertips in it, splashing small waves with his movements.

Zhuang Jiuxi closed his eyes, and he could still recall the appearance of Mr. Li Gui soaking in the hot spring here last night. It was so clear and real, not like a virtual dream at all.

Perhaps, it is really another space of overlap.

He took off his shoes and socks, put his feet in and soaked in them, and squinted his eyes comfortably, muttering to himself: "Is this considered to be taking a hot spring together?"

drip.

The phone's WeChat notification sounded suddenly, and it was Shen Yunqi.

Zhuang Jiuxi thought about it, and recalled that before going to bed, he seemed to threaten Shen Yunqi with the matter of cleaning up Master Yuan.

[Shen Yunqi: You worked so hard to find that ghost inside, but I miss you like years outside, and now you have deprived me of the only fun, tsk. 】

This voyeuristic and confident appearance is completely in the style of Lao Wangba.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Ghost Brother and Shen Yunqi look alike, but they are completely different in character and behavior. You must have made a mistake, right?"

It is impossible to imagine what expression Mr. Li Gui will have when he says such shameless words.

He sighed, it was rare that he didn't have the strength to argue with the other party, so he just pressed his voice and asked: "Mr. Shen, I really can't cooperate with your wicked game. Since the curse stone is in your own hands, why lie to me?" , Let me come to the manor to search, is it a waste of effort?"

[The curse stone is not in my hand. 】

Shen Yunqi seemed so lazy that he even found it hard to type, so he made a video call, and as soon as he connected, he heard the man say slowly:

"I'm not very interested in the curse stone. It's because you think I have other plans, so I will cooperate with you in this transaction, so that you can feel at ease."

"However, the curse stone is indeed not in my hands."

Shen Yunxi paused for a few seconds, chuckled, and said in a hoarse voice from the phone, "If it was in my hands, I would have already taken it out to please you."

There was a sense of seriousness in his relaxed tone.

"Oh."

Zhuang Jiuyan asked expressionlessly: "Even if I used it to save my ghost brother?"

Shen Yunxi said as a matter of course: "While pleasing you, I will definitely do some tricks, and it is best to kill that ghost."

Listen, what a bastard.

But this time, Zhuang Jiuxi just rolled his eyes, and he was not furious at all. He soaked his feet and replied calmly: "If Mr. Shen is fine, I will hang up."

Shen Yunqi has encountered such a cold reception from this person in his life, but he is still very good-tempered to accompany him, and asked patiently: "Apart from the curse stone, what else do you want?"

"A family photo of your family, a picture of everyone, or a family tree or something."

Even a genealogy is fine, maybe he can find the proof that Brother Gui is your ancestor?

Too bad you don't have any.

After Zhuang Jiuxi finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone.

The next second, the man's lazy voice sounded: "The family tree is in my room."

Zhuang Jiuxi was taken aback for a moment, and then he was furious: "Didn't you say that there is no such thing, you really didn't say a word of truth!"

Shen Yunqi: "..."

He sighed faintly, and said: "If I don't tell you, you ignore me; if I tell you, you are still angry with me. I thought I was the hardest person to please, and I really feel ashamed in front of you."

Hearing this, Zhao Jin next to him thought to himself that you still know that you are difficult to deal with and hard to please?

He turned his head and looked at the gentleman who was on an IV drip. He saw that the man was still seriously ill and his lips were pale, but he was still smiling on the other end of the phone. Be right.

Forget it, even if the pervert didn't tell the truth, didn't Zhuang Jiuxi squeeze out the truth in the end?

Shen Yunqi guided him to find his past bedroom from a distance.

Zhuang Jiuxi walked up to the small building in the backyard, walked up the stairs, and finally saw a room at the end of the corridor.

He pushed the door open, and the dust rushed in.

"Ah!"

Scattering the dust in front of him, he looked up and looked around, feeling dazzled immediately.

There is a large bed in the center, and there are wardrobes and bookcases all around. The walls are covered with various decorations and entertainment facilities. On one side of the desk, there are various books and some weird gadgets. .

Very good, this is Shen Yunqi.

He picked up the small box on the table, shook it, and as the dust fell rustlingly, the sound of ding ding dong dong could still be heard inside, Zhuang Jiuxi asked curiously: "It's all done before you leave here, why don't you leave here?" Are you playing with these glass beads?"

And childlike innocence.

Shen Yunqi on the other end of the phone asked lazily, "What glass beads?"

Zhuang Jiuxi picked up a piece of cloth and described it to him while wiping the small box, and soon a transparent glass box came into view.

He shook, boom boom, the sound inside felt clearer.

"That, that's my collection."

Shen Yunqi seemed to be thinking, and said hesitantly: "If it's on the table, I probably forgot to put it back before the accident. Then this box isn't some glass beads, it's probably my second uncle's eyes."

Zhuang Jiu was taken aback for a moment, "What is it?"

"Eyes," Shen Yunqi said honestly, as if sharing his childhood with him, "Every time someone dies in my family, I will specially keep one of their things as a souvenir and keep it in my collection."

"Look at the hangings on the wall, I can tell you the history of each piece."

"…………"

Zhuang Jiuxi's expression froze, he lowered his head in slow motion like a machine, his brain screamed and wanted to throw the glass box out, but the last trace of reason made him forcefully put the box back in place.

The WeChat call was silent for a few seconds, and then——

"Shen Yunqi, you pervert, I'm #￥%...&*#@￥"

The roar resounded throughout the valley.

Zhuang Jiuxi ran out of the bedroom in a frenzy, leaving his phone inside and forgetting to take it. The moment he rushed out the door, he seemed to have vaguely heard the man's vicious low note from WeChat. laughter.

Very pleasant.

The victim was even angrier.

Fortunately, because of that guess, he has a little more patience with the old bastard, and now he just wants to kill people! ! !

Gan, this person is definitely not his ghost brother!

At night, when Bai Youlin came down from the third floor, he saw his wild father sitting on the sofa with a constipated face, not moving.

"what happened to you?"

Guitong asked cautiously: "Not in a good mood? I'll make it for you what's for dinner."

"vomit--!"

As soon as Zhuang Jiuxi heard the word "eat", he felt nauseous for a while, and shouted with a broken face: "Don't mention eating to me, I just want to eat Shen Yunqi raw now... Vomit!"

Now all he can think about is the glazed box he picked up!

He leaned on the wall to stand up, stumbled and ran to the backyard, staggered and fell out.

"careful!"

Bai Youlin's complexion changed drastically, but he was too late to stop it.

In the next second, Zhuang Jiuxi fell into a cold embrace.

A long-lost sense of security rushed into the tip of his nose.

The little brat was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, he met the gloomy and pale face of the man, "Brother Ghost?"

"When did I enter the dream, I didn't feel it at all..."

"Not a dream."

Mr. Li Gui's hoarse voice was short and powerful. He stretched out his hand, checked Zhuang Jiuxi carefully, and asked, "You fell into the water last night, is everything okay?"

"No, I woke up later."

Zhuang Jiuxi suddenly smelled an unspeakable smell, his peripheral vision swept away, and finally fixed on the man's wrist.

Mr. Li Gui, who was originally a spirit body, now has intricate scars on his wrists.

He froze for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Are you afraid that something will happen to me, you forcefully rushed out of that space and got hurt?"

"Always come out."

Mr. Li Gui said lightly, then picked up his clothes as usual, threw the boy on the sofa, raised his eyes to Guitong, and ordered: "Go cook."

Bai Youlin wanted to say that the dog's father didn't want to eat, but when he turned his head, he saw the human being obediently sitting on the sofa without moving, let alone resisting, which was quite cooperative.

Well, he knows the current affairs, and it seems that the ghost will still be in charge in the future.

Guitong rolled his eyes and left, not bothering to see the dog's father's unpromising appearance.

There was only one person and one ghost left in the living room.

Zhuang Jiu looked anxiously at the scar on Mr. Li Gui's wrist, with guilt on his face: "If I had known, I would have slept in and told you that I was fine, and I wouldn't have made you worry like this."

Mr. Li Gui gave him a strange look, "So why didn't you come?"

Zhuang Jiu choked.

Before he found conclusive evidence, he really didn't want to bring up his speculation, so he just said vaguely: "I can't sleep anymore..."

Look at Shen Yunqi's bastard teasing him, and then look at Brother Gui's calm, magnanimous and caring look, how could they be alone!

Zhuang Jiuxi wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death!

He tentatively asked, "Brother Gui, do you know that you have a wound on your back?"

"Yeah." Mr. Li Gui said lightly, "It's always been there."

"How did that happen?" Zhuang Jiuxi asked with concern, wishing to hear the other party immediately say that he injured himself later.

But Mr. Li Gui just shook his head, as if he didn't know.

Zhuang Jiuxi immediately collapsed on the sofa in a slump, looking at him hesitantly.

Mr. Li Gui looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

There were doubts in his clear purple eyes, without any impurities at all.

Although he is a ghost, indifferent and shy away from the world, but he looks as innocent and harmless as a piece of white paper, unstained by dust.

What a ghost!

Zhuang Jiuxi sighed, and said, "That guy Shen Yunqi bullied me again today, Brother Gui, help me get out of his room and take out my mobile phone."

cell phone?

Mr. Li Gui was very puzzled, but the brat acted like a baby, he didn't ask anything, and cooperated to find Shen Yunqi's bedroom, and saw Zhuang Jiuxi's mobile phone on the desk.

When he was leaving, he suddenly glanced at the blue booklet on the bookshelf from the corner of his eye, and the man stopped and pulled it out.

It's a family tree.

Zhuang Jiuxi came to Shen Yunqi's room because of this?

Looking for a genealogy, it can only be for him.

Mr. Li Gui lowered his eyes and pressed his fingers on the position of his heart. Inexplicable emotions filled his soul, and he just bent the corners of his lips instinctively.

I can't even tell why I'm happy.

"Brother Ghost!"

The little boy's concerned voice came from outside: "Did you find it?"

The smile on the corners of Mr. Li Gui's lips dropped, and he returned to his expressionless and cold look. He went out, threw the phone and the family tree over, and said slowly, "You need it."

"Genealogy?"

Zhuang Jiuxi showed joy on his face, he didn't expect to get it without any effort.

He found a random place and sat down without raising his head, "I'll look through it, and maybe I can find out which generations of Shen family ancestors you are... That's right, Brother Gui, you must be the ancestor of Shen Yunqi!"

Definitely not him!

He flipped over with a swish.

The Shen family's genealogy is quite advanced, with a tabular ranking at the front, and a detailed introduction of each person at the back, not only the names, birth dates, but also photos of recent years.

However, the more Zhuang Jiuxi looked at it, the deeper his frown became.

Is it because of the age? The old photos in front are all black-haired and black-eyed, and their looks are not similar.

Fortunately, the number of people here is complete, even women.

At this moment, Mr. Li Gui suddenly asked: "Are you still in contact with Shen Yunqi?"

"In order to find out your life experience, you still need to be hypocritical, but you are so scared by him, this pervert."

Zhuang Jiuxi replied casually, and suddenly, a torn-out genealogy tree fell down.

He picked it up, and what caught his eyes was a mature woman, not only extremely beautiful, but also had a pair of moving purple eyes.

Sure enough, the Shen family has a tradition of purple eyes, not only Shen Yunqi and Brother Gui have it!

This argument inspired Zhuang Jiuxi.

He looked at the woman's profile, and there was only a brief sentence on it: Alicia, European, wife of Shen Ji, has a son and a daughter.

European……

Zhuang Jiuxi's smile froze slightly, he pulled down, and soon found the genealogy of Shen Yunqi's sister, the girl in the Buddhist hall.

There is a line of small characters on it: the blood is not pure.

He suddenly remembered the conversation between the boy Shen Yunqi and his sister in the dream, and the sister said: "Uncle thinks we are a bitch, and he persuaded Dad to have more children of orthodox blood..."

That is to say, the purple eyes are not the Shen family's gene, but Shen Yunqi's sister and brother inherited the mother's gene.

That Mr. Li Gui, who has the same type of purple eyes, and has a hideous long scar on his back, isn't it...

"I want to kill Shen Yunqi."

Zhuang Jiuxi muttered to himself, rather than arguing that they were the same person, he felt that killing Shen Yunqi would be the end of it all, which made him more acceptable.

Mr. Li Gui suddenly spoke out, and said calmly: "You bring the man here, and I'll kill him."

"..."

Zhuang Jiuxi looked up at Mr. Li Gui, who had a murderous intent on his face, was silent for a moment, and said awkwardly, "This may not work..."

Although I really want to see you kill Shen Yunqi, but Brother Gui, you have to commit suicide for this to work.