The Taoist priest made a sand sculpture line in the abuse of the text

The days of the third year of high school always go by very fast. You may feel that when the time is still long, the countdown to the college entrance examination will unknowingly only have two digits left.

Yisi's vacation wasn't too long, and he happened to give Si Ji a surprise tutoring session. By the time he left, it was already the beginning of April, and Qi Ji counted on the good times and sent the donated golden body.

"Hoo," Qi Jilai wept in front of Qingfu's villa, clinging tightly to the golden body he sent, "Really...really living in a villa?? I thought you were just talking about a virtual finger, and as long as the virtual finger There is a god in my heart, and the Taoist temple is as comfortable as a villa."

This golden body of Zhong Kui was specially customized by him through a trusted channel, and he delivered it excitedly today, but when he found it according to the address, Qi Ji was dumbfounded.

Si Ji still held up "Small Problems" and danced wildly in the living room: "Hahaha!!! Damn Yixiu is finally gone!"

Spinning, jumping, eyes closed...

Qi Ji felt even more suffocated. Is this the environment for offerings?He might as well overcome the psychological barrier and keep the statue at home.

Qing Fu was also yelled at by the driver: "Go back to your room and don't interfere with the adults' discussion."

Si Ji proudly put his hips on his hips: "Today I also have something to discuss with Sister Xiaomeng! Although the gallery has been revitalized due to the exhibition of Sister Nie and Brother Shen, the business is still relatively deserted. I am going to discuss it with Sister Xiaomeng. Propaganda plan, entrust her to help when the time comes."

Meng Jiangnv dragged a lot of things down: "Let's speak in a low voice so that it won't affect my elder brother's conversation. There are too many things that can't fit in the living room."

Qi Ji let out a sob.Can't let go of this?He didn't even dare to think about where Zhong Kui's golden body would be placed...

Qing Fu took him to the dining table to chat, and when it was almost lunch time, Qi Ji was persuaded to let go, and just got up and wanted to leave.

"Boom—"

"?!" Qing Fu quickly grabbed Qi Ji who was almost knocked down by the shock, "Earthquake?"

I haven't heard of it. Too bad, Shen Yi is not at home today, so I have to hurry to rescue Mr. Shen.

"Si Ji, run!" Qing Fu grabbed Qi Ji with one hand and rushed out, just kicking the door out, he was confused for a moment.

Stepping on the cobblestone road in the community, the ground is stable and there is no sense of vibration, then this endless rumbling sound...

"..." Qing Fu turned around slowly.

I saw that he bought a big villa less than a year ago. A huge crack opened from the bottom of the wall, and then spread rapidly like a spider web. In less than five seconds, the whole house collapsed.

It seems that Mr. Shen is still not at home, but some other scattered residents in the community heard the movement and came out to look at it, staring in shock at the ruined villa:

"...What's the situation? Did you rebuild the house and collapse the load-bearing beams?"

"It's unlucky enough... Hey, there is such a big golden statue, oh, this ugly face..."

"What, this should be Zhong Kui, right? But it's rare to see someone make a golden body for Zhong Kui... Fortunately, this image doesn't look damaged."

Qi Ji sat on the ground stupidly, and looked at it for a while: "—Wow!!!" He burst into tears, and looked at Qing Fu suddenly, "The house is gone now, what should I do? Could it be Bless the sage of the town house and don’t want to be enshrined here!!”

Zhong Kui is regarded as a folk god. Although he belongs to the underworld, he does not have a serious position in the underworld. Instead, he is known as the sage who blesses the town house.

Several younger brothers and sisters in the family crawled out of the rubble one after another coughing. Nie Xiaoqian looked around and was nervous: "Where is Xiaoji? No way, I protected him."

Fa Hai bent down to dig without saying a word, and only managed to remove a brick. He saw Si Ji lying half-reclined on his back between the wall and the gap made by the wall, with a very peaceful expression: "...Little Si benefactor!"

What's the matter, is this, is it still injured where it can't be seen?

Si Ji: "... sue..."

"?" Fa Hai listened closely.

Si Ji wept silently: "No one ever told me that Sister Meng's Nuo technique was triggered passively. When I cried, I even cursed my own family... I just pushed a movie for Little Sister Meng by the way after I finished talking about business." More abusive dramas... Xiaomeng even vowed that no drama can abuse her!"

Under Qing Fu's death gaze, Meng Jiangnv slowly slid behind Fa Hai.

Qingfu stared at his unfilial younger siblings intently, and was already thinking about domestic violence, when a hoarse voice came from beside him, full of surprise, slightly exaggerated: "Why is your house collapsed?"

Emperor Fengdu strolled over without haste, wandered around the ruins for a while, and then said with false sympathy: "It's too pitiful, how will I live in the future? Why don't you move to my house first."

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Although Qing Fu seriously doubted whether this would be an unfilial younger sister colluding with outsiders and risking her life to drink CP, but it is really impossible to live without a place, and he didn't want to waste money and go out to stay in a hotel for such a stupid reason.

Coincidentally, Shen Yi and Mr. Shen were not at home, otherwise he would have gone to the next door to stay for the night...

Emperor Fengdu looked at the room and meditated, Qingfu always had the feeling that this person was pretending to meditate: "There are so many people, how to allocate the room? It seems that some people are going to share the room."

Qing Fu remained expressionless: "I can sleep on the sofa."

"I was wrong, big brother," Si Ji knelt down, crying bitterly, "I slept on the sofa, I..."

Qing Fu: "Get lost."

Meng Jiangnu also tried to buy her elder brother's forgiveness with money: "I really didn't expect..." She explained through the system, [There have been a lot of battles recently, so I adjusted the skill to trigger automatically. 】

Meng Jiangnu: "I will be responsible for the rebuilding of this villa, and I will pay my brother all the rent."

It's ridiculous, is the elder brother the kind of person who sticks to money? Qing Fu's expression turned pale: "Hurry up and transfer the money."

He went out and watched Xu Xian and Fa Hai carry Zhong Kui's golden body into the door. Nie Xiaoqian was still trying to persuade Qi Ji to leave quickly. At this moment, the eldest brother was in a bad mood and might charge a second time: "There is nothing to worry about, let me tell you , Zhong Kui is really at home after moving this time.”

But no, it was sent directly to Emperor Fengdu's mansion, and it is impossible to have any opinions even if he dies this time.

Qi Ji: "I suspect that you are trying to deceive me about my golden body..."

He stretched his neck in the direction of the golden body, and wanted to take another look. The black and white Wuchang who had taken a photo with him before floated out of the villa with shackles. Wuchang in black was still so taciturn, Wuchang in white It became more noisy: "Hey, what do you mean? Want to come to our house? Welcome, welcome..."

Qi Ji stepped back on the spot, who welcomes people with shackles around their necks? ?

He was about to cry, and said in a trembling voice, "Second, do you live here? Do you want to buy a house in Yangjian?"

Bai Yiwuchang babbled nonsense: "Yes, in modern society, there are fewer people who honestly burn paper money during festivals and festivals. They are not allowed to make some investments, buy some properties by themselves, wait for the appreciation to sell, and exchange for a lot of paper money. flower."

Qi Ji: "..."

He believed it, and respectfully bowed to the two impermanents—he didn't know much about it, anyway, he just clasped his fists indiscriminately based on his feelings: "Admiration, admiration, the two are rich in both worlds. It's no wonder Miss Nie just said that Zhong Kui is like this time." Moving, I really came home..."

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Qingfu has a lot of prestige, although no one dared to really agree to sleep on the sofa, in the end, Bai Yiwuchang gave up his room. Anyway, generally speaking, night is the busiest time for Wuchang, and most of the rooms are basically decoration.

Probably the reason why I seldom live there. There are no extra decorations in the room, just the most basic furniture. The bed is facing the door in a dark way, and on the right is a large wardrobe with a mirror as the door.

Qing Fu lay on the bed for a while, then woke up without any sleepiness.

The moon and stars were scarce, Qingfu pushed open the window, and the chilly night breeze invaded the room, the tall magnolias cast floating shadows on the floor, and the fragrance of flowers filled the room with tranquility.

"clatter."

Something small suddenly knocked on the window sill, Qingfu's eyebrows twitched, he tensed up and was ready to lift the sword beside the bed at any time, and looked down: "..."

Under the snow-white flower tree, Emperor Fengdu was sitting on a stone bench in the yard, resting his elbows on the tabletop, dragging his chin lazily, while his other free hand was there taking small stones stacked on the table and smashing them against the window sill .

Qing Fu glanced at the stones on the table, and there was almost a small pile, ensuring that Emperor Fengdu could sit there without moving until early in the morning.

Qing Fu was suffocated for a moment, leaning on the window sill to consider whether it would be possible to turn off his hearing and go back to sleep, but he estimated that Emperor Fengdu would take new measures.

In the quiet courtyard, only the sound of night wind and rattling stones was heard. A thin and fierce figure stepped on the window without a sound, and his clothes fluttered to the side of the stone bench.

"Woo—don't do papers." There was a sudden cry from Si Ji's room on the first floor. It was Si Ji having a nightmare. Immediately afterwards, as if a chain reaction was triggered, Xu Xian and Fa Hai also spoke one after another:

"Miss..."

"Is there any poison in this dish?"

Qing Fu was speechless: "..."

He withdrew his eyes and looked at Emperor Fengdu. There were two silver wine glasses and a simple silver wine jug in front of him. Seeing his gaze, he fiddled with the jug with great interest: "Grape Wine Luminous Cup If you want to drink the pipa, hurry up. There is only good wine here, no pipa—"

"Crackling—!"

A bolt of lightning across the sky suddenly pierced the night sky, reflecting the courtyard as if it was bright as day for a moment.

Qing Fu raised his head almost at the same time as Emperor Fengdu, and saw the clouds hanging low in the night sky, and there seemed to be something flashing past behind the thick clouds.

"..." Looking at each other, the two almost at the same time, Feng Xu Yufeng, went straight to the sea of ​​clouds, but the clouds that passed by just now were empty.

"What..." Qing Fu murmured, poked his head into the clouds next to him, paused, "Look at this."

Emperor Fengdu came towards him, looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that under the covered clouds, there were still a few scattered clouds. The traces left by the thing sliding past were big round holes.

Emperor Fengdu wanted to watch again, but was suddenly grabbed by Qingfu with his backhand, dodged to the side, and plunged into the thicker clouds: "What?" Didn't find something strange?

Qing Fu remained expressionless: "No, the plane is coming, I'm afraid the plane will crash and people will die."