I, C, attend the funeral

After parting from Little Terrible, Zihe hurriedly opened the courtyard door with the big cat Klein, thinking of going home quickly and opening the iron box he got from the little ghost living corpse in Huanfu Building, and then sucking his own trace Soul Qi, quietly recovering an unknown memory in the bedroom.

In the end, when I got to the door of the house, I saw a piece of paper stuck on the iron door, with a few lines written on it that were not very fair:

[Dear owner of No. 6, Building 02, hello:

This evening, the alarm system in your house was activated. We came to check it urgently, but only saw your pet cat sitting in your house.

I don't know if there is really a thief, or it's just a pet cat accidentally touching the alarm button.

After you return home, if you have any questions, please contact the property or the exclusive butler of Building 6.

Thank you.

--security guard】

Pet cat?

Zihe lowered his head and glanced at Kret at his feet, "Is there a thief in our house?"

Kerry nodded slowly towards him.

"There are thieves in such a high-end community as Linhai Lanwan Community? And instead of stealing other houses, they come here to steal our house, which is obviously empty? What does the other party want to steal..."

Zihe pulled out the key, pulled open the iron door, and then, like a doorman, lowered his head and waited for the cat owner, Kelie, to walk into the courtyard like a king inspecting his territory.

Grinding his teeth, Zihe, who walked through the yard after locking the door, was a little absent-minded.

I always feel that there is something strange about being a thief.

When he pushed open the door and entered, Zihe put his hand on the light switch, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a dark figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He was startled and almost cried out.

Standing at the door, Kelie also arched his waist in an instant, his long hair puffed up, and he barked threateningly, "Ha...ha...".

He snapped on the light—

The figure sitting on the sofa did not disappear because of the light.

Zihe glanced down, and immediately saw a shadow dragging under the man's feet.

is an individual.

The man finally turned his head slowly at this moment, and glanced at Zihe calmly.

Zihe met the other person's face, and was in a daze for a moment-why did this person look so familiar.

Moreover, why does this person look at ease in my own home?

I saw the other party sitting on the sofa, with his back sinking comfortably into the sofa, and even crossing his legs.

"You..." Zihe frowned, he was too embarrassed to criticize such a calm thief who broke through the door.

Especially when the other party saw him as the master, he didn't feel nervous or afraid at all.

The other party finally moved his body, supported the armrest of the sofa, and stood up from the soft sofa.

The tall figure made the living room a little crowded, and the man who was taller than Zihe immediately made Zihe feel a sense of threat.

But he tilted his head and smiled suddenly - he finally remembered why the other party was so familiar.

"Long time no see." The other party also seemed to see that Zihe recognized him, and he didn't talk nonsense. He stood in the middle of the living room with his legs apart, and said with a cold face.

"I let you go, but you came to the door instead." Zihe smiled and closed the door behind him, kicking off his shoes indifferently.

After putting on his slippers, he passed the guests directly, went to the table and picked up a cup to drink water——a leisurely look.

Kelie walked slowly, and walked around the guest for half a circle, and finally saw the other party's appearance through the other party's beard.

Immediately, it snorted, as if mocking something.

Shaking his head, he turned around and walked towards his own cat water dispenser, and began to drink water——at this moment, Kret didn't know what the other party's arrival meant.

The guest looked sideways at Zihe with his arms in his arms, and then at the big cat, his sword-like eyebrows raised majestically.

"The jug, who are you going to sell it to?" He swept his eyes around Zihe, and finally decided to get straight to the point.

"Sell? Why should I sell my things? I'm not short of money." Zihe spread his hands and looked at the other party with raised eyebrows, as if the other party asked a silly question.

——Guest, you obviously don't know how strong my money-making ability is, Zhang Zihe!hehe.

The guest frowned even more, and always felt that talking to Zihe was particularly strenuous—he especially hated the determined and relaxed expression on Zihe's face, as if facing him, he was neither afraid nor curious.

People have an instinctive fear and rejection of strangers, so why doesn't the other party reject and fear them when they face a stranger like themselves?

Is it because they spent half the night together?

No!It stands to reason that they are still strangers, and their reaction to...the other party does not make sense psychologically.

And when I suddenly appeared in the other party's new home, wouldn't the other party be curious about how I came here?And why did you come here?

The guest frowned, looking at Zihe, he gradually began to show fear and doubt.

Zihe couldn't help chuckling, as if the other party's expression was so funny.

It's been several days since they met last time, why hasn't the other party shaved?

Did you come to the door for the flagon?

That's right, that night, Qian Shen and his group were sent to Zixuanguan to steal the jug together——

He still doesn't know why these people want to steal the jug, and who appointed them to steal the jug.

Qian Shen did not have such important information in his memory.

The broker who found him deliberately concealed this information.

And Qian Shen, a pure sb, just took this task for the sake of money——

He didn't know how dangerous Zixuan Guan was, and he didn't know why people paid hundreds of thousands of them just to steal a wine jug, and he didn't know that there was a terrifying existence hidden in the wine jug that would kill him.

The dead sheep woman who came to the aunt, and the driver Wang Qiang who drove them away, like Qian Shen, both received this task from a broker-they seemed to be found by chance to do an ordinary task .

But in the end, they were all ordered to be buried at the hands of Zihe—three social dregs who had a criminal record and even a murder case.

There were four people in a car to Zixuanguan, but in the end only one survived, and that was Li Juanshen.

Zihe could tell from Li Juanshen's face that the other party had never done any evil in his life, and he was a man full of righteousness and righteousness in his eyebrows.

And the person he let go was standing in his living room at the moment.

He put on a domineering appearance of an intruder, with his arms folded, his eyebrows erect and his eyes erect, with a lush beard covering most of his face—a vicious look of a villain.

"Officer~" Zihe looked at Li Juanshen with a grin, and said bluntly.

He's a good physiognomy, and especially a super-smart, very smart, super-smart ghost—so it's possible to make inferences from all kinds of information.

A person who looks like a bad person is actually a good person.

A person can easily find out information such as his residence.

What else could he be?

People's police!

Undercover!

Zihe guessed that the reason why the news said that the four people who went to Zixuanguan died must be arranged by Li Juanshen - it must be to confuse some people.

And a very energetic policeman suddenly appeared in his home, what's so surprising?

The more Zihe thought about it, the more he felt right, so he showed an inscrutable smile, with one corner of his mouth raised, and stared at Li Juanshen's almond eyes leisurely.

Gradually, he saw those almond eyes that were still full of anger gradually become round and wide open.

——Zihe felt an incomparable inner satisfaction.

Correct!

That's it!

Be sure to show a surprised face!

He almost laughed three times to show his complacency——

The other party must be extremely shocked in his heart at this moment:

God!Is this man a god?How would he know I'm a cop?God!He totally sees me through!He is simply amazing!I was as transparent as before him!Just like naked!Too insecure!terrible!How on earth did he do it?God!

what!what!what!

Zihe had to take a deep breath to keep himself from laughing.

His lips trembling slightly as he pulled out a wicked smile - twitching from suppressing a smile.

"? You?" Li Juanshen turned pale with shock, and stared at Zihe in disbelief, wondering whether the other party was cheating on him or really knew something.

But...he is an undercover agent, it is an absolute secret, how could this person know! ! !

But to Zihe's surprise, Li Juanshen, who felt threatened, didn't really panic or fear——

The big guy Li Juanshen took a quick step forward, and with two or three strokes, he let go of Zihe's resistance. He grabbed his neck with one hand, held down his other hand with the other, and pressed him hard against the wall.

"Say! What do you mean?" Li Juanshen growled in a low voice, and his hands were not polite at all.

"Li, Juan, Shen!" Zihe called out the opponent's name with difficulty——

This life-or-death person actually dares to be rough on an evil spirit!

Do you really think you dare not eat him?

Li Juanshen was not willing to let go.

If one's identity is exposed by the other party, then there can only be two outcomes——

Either confirm that the other party is one of your own and pull him as an accomplice.

Or... can only be killed.

Zihe is a ghost who doesn't understand the rules at all——

Even if you see the murderer's face, you still have to pretend that you are blind and don't see anything!

Even if you know the identity of the spy, you still have to pretend you don't know it at all!

Poor Zihe, who doesn't read too much social news, and hasn't watched any spy war dramas, so he just flaunted what he knew, and suffered a lot physically.

His neck is going to be cut off!

"If you don't let go, what should I say?" Zihe's neck felt uncomfortable.

He reached out and patted Li Juanshen's arm, but the opponent's arm was full of muscle lumps, like an iron rod. After beating for a long time, the opponent was fine, and his hand hurt...

Li Juanshen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at him with a suspicious expression.

Zihe didn't care, stretched out his legs and kicked the opponent, while still playing a rogue, saying: "If you don't let go, I will shout 'police officer killed'."

Li Juan stared at Zihe and ground his teeth, pondered for a few seconds, then pulled his hand suddenly, stared at Zihe, and took two steps back.

He has been watching a cult organization for 3 years.

It is not easy to live undercover, and all these hardships are just to end the organization - so that they will no longer have the ability to harm others.

He followed a line all the way to Tanshan City - there seemed to be a branch of the cult here.

And it seems that it is this organization that wants to get the flagon of Zixuanguan.

The broker couldn't find the source at all. Now that the jug is in Zihe's hands, although Li Juanshen wanted to eliminate the uncertain element of Zihe,... the only clue could not be broken.

He had no choice but to take a step back and save this man's life for the time being.

……

Kelie sat beside his own cat food bowl, looked up at Zihe coldly as he was being bullied, without any intention of helping.

Zihe rubbed his neck, and couldn't help sighing in his heart——ah!

This physical body has really suffered a lot today.

Huanfu Building was eroded by all kinds of Yin Qi, and I don't know how many corpse spots have grown.

Now that Li Juanshen gave Li Juanshen a hard pinch, it was really bad luck—it is estimated that the bad luck that entered the coffin room bad luck bureau in the garage under the Huanfu Building has not completely dissipated.

"I know how to read faces, ahem." Zihe poured himself a glass of water, stood by the drinking fountain, and said to Li Juan behind him.

"Why don't I know." Li Juan frowned deeply. He had all the information about Qian Shen, so why didn't he know that the other party would read his face?

Are you lying to me again?

Li Juanshen was gearing up, considering whether to use torture to extract a confession.

Seeing his reckless appearance, Zihe hurriedly walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh, police officer, please don't be so quick-tempered, old Li, can you?" Zihe was about to call 'police officer' so hard that he was angry with Li Juanshen. Seeing the other party's threatening eyes (mainly fists), he temporarily Change your mouth.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

"Your parents have a thin palace, either you have a bad relationship with your parents, or your parents are short-lived. Your eyebrows are coherent and prominent, and your jaw is wide and flat. You are obviously an upright person, that is, you have a very hard temper, and you will be a stubborn old man when you get old." Son. You——" Zihe started to speak in order to prove that he really knows how to read faces.

Li Juan frowned deeply, "Okay, stop talking."

Zihe immediately shut up, tilted his head like a good baby, sat on the sofa, began to drink hot water, and only looked at each other with one pair of eyes.

He was still thinking about the iron box in his pocket, but he had no choice but to put it aside for now, and he had to get rid of the undercover policeman in front of him—it was embarrassing that such an upright person couldn't be eaten.

"Since you know something, I can't kill you directly, so I have to start monitoring you." Li Juanshen turned his head to stare at the other party, and then threatened:

"In the future, you must report to me first for everything you do. By the way, let me tell you that everything about you is under police surveillance, including your phone."

Zihe raised his eyebrows, oh my...

Being monitored by the police?

so what?

The most he can do every day is to run around with Xiao Yaoming, help others solve their problems, and do some good things that don't leave a name-does the police care about me raising children?

To be monitored is to be monitored.

Why are you staring with round eyes, as if you want to eat people.

Zihe shrugged, "Oh."

"..." Li Juanshen gritted his teeth again.

The person in front of him was indeed very suspicious, but it was hard to see where he went wrong.

He didn't take the initiative to contact anyone, nor did he look for a buyer for the flagon. Instead, he started hanging out with a high school student all day, or he ran to do some tricks, kidnapping, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.

Zhou Shan from the Tanshan City Police Department, just checked his information several times.

If it weren't for the fact that he had no clue if he continued to stare, Li Juanshen would not have exposed himself to the other party today.

It's just... I didn't expect that my identity would have been discovered long ago.

Li Juanshen didn't know whether Zihe deliberately silenced his flag because he knew his identity and was afraid of the police.

Or are you really not going to sell the wine jug, nor are you going to contact the person who wanted to steal the wine jug before?

He pondered for a while, and finally made a decision that he didn't want to——

"From now on, I will live with you, but if anyone asks, they will say that I am your distant relative."

"Ah?" Zihe frowned, and stared at Li Juanshen reluctantly.

He is very happy as a lonely ghost... I really don't need relatives...

Besides, living in this house is a big cat that rolls itself in mud every day and wants you to bathe it every day. It's already very annoying.

Do you want to live in another policeman who has to report everything?

How does he feel... He didn't leave Zixuanguan to regain his freedom.

Instead, he suddenly became a minor with no human rights - he had to serve pets as a nanny, and his parents set up gates and restricted freedom...

……

"I'll just sleep on my side." Li Juan stood in the living room like an old man with his arms in his arms, looking towards several bedrooms.

Thinking that since the master bedroom has already been occupied by Zihe, then feel wronged and sleep on the side.

"Lying on the side is Kret's room." Zihe leaned against the wall of the living room with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Kret?" Li Juan frowned deeply, with a look of vigilance—why didn't he know that this person had a roommate?

Zihe raised his chin at the big cat.

Ke Lie stood in the direction of lying on his side, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at Li Juanshen covetously.

"..." Li Juan stared at Ke Lie displeasedly for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I sleep on my side!"

He looked across at Zihe, with a threatening expression of 'Don't try to fool me'.

Who would give a pet a side sleeper with its own bathroom?Are you sick? —— This guy Qian Shen is so tm dishonest!He actually made fun of him with a pet cat!

Zihe shrugged, and said to Kelie: "You can solve it yourself, I can't control it."

He can't be the master of this family!

……

Ke Lie glared at Li Juanshen, this familiar face still had the same... air.

snort!

It glanced at the wall and the opponent's shoulder, thinking of leaning against the wall to borrow strength after bouncing, grabbing the man's shoulder hard, and showing the opponent some color.

In the end, it jumped up and rushed straight, and saw Li Juanshen with long arms, fast, ruthless, and accurate!

Grabbed it by the back of the neck.

He couldn't use all his strength anymore, no matter how he scratched and kicked his legs, it was useless—Kret went limp in an instant, was held by Li Juanshen, and his front paws flicked, becoming a soft foot cat.

"Wow..." It roared unwillingly, only for Li Juanshen to pick it up and give it a hard blow on its ass.

"..." Kelie's heart was full of flames, and new and old hatreds surged in his heart.

But in the face of Li Juanshen, it... always seems helpless.

Zihe watched helplessly as Kelie, who was as fierce as a tiger when facing him before, was honestly like a big puppet, being carried by Li Juanshen's side.

Li Juanshen turned his head and glanced at Zihe, Zihe hurriedly shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "Since Kret was taken down by you, then...you do it yourself".

……

He strode up to the side sleeper, pushed open the door of the side sleeper, and Li Juan took a deep look at it. It's not bad, the windows are big, and the lighting should be good.

The bedroom is spacious and the bed is soft...

After getting out of the side sleeper, he threw the big cat Kret out with a wave of his hand, and said decisively:

"I will live after lying on my side."

"..." Zihe looked at the big cat Klie with a half-smile.

"..." Kelie's eyes gleamed coldly, but he could only stand in the living room and glared at Li Juanshen, there was nothing he could do.

"Shameless big cat, bullying the weak and fearing the strong." After saying that, Zihe turned around and left, letting him take a bath by himself.

"..." Kelie looked at Zihe's back, and then at the side lying with the door closed, and felt annoyed in his heart—whether it was the last life or this life, it was trying to survive in the cracks. .

So angry!

……

Li Juanshen threw his thin coat aside, took out his mobile phone, took out an internal encrypted app, clicked on his report page, and recorded:

[Qian Shen, said that he is now called Zhang Zihe.Said to see the phase.Even more suspicious, suspected to be a member of the Tracking Cult.Need to watch closely! ! 】

He specially added an exclamation point to express how much he attaches to Zihe.

In another room in the room, Zihe sneezed, still unaware that he had an extra 'father'.

……

The light in the master bedroom was dim, and the room was warm.

Zihe drew the curtains and sat on the sofa at the end of the bed, facing the Duobaoge cabinet against the wall in front of him.

He admired his possessions first, and made sure that nothing was lost. Thinking that Kled was at home today, he still played the role of a watchdog, preventing thieves from stealing things.

Taking out the iron box that had been in his trouser pocket overnight, he reached out and stroked the outside of the box.

The iron has rusted a bit, but is still solid.

The irregular polygonal iron box fit perfectly. He shook it to make sure there was something inside, but after digging for a long time, he still couldn't find a way to open it.

He took out the dagger and tried to pry it open, but tried to insert the tip of the dagger in several places that seemed to be seams in the iron box, but failed.

He didn't dare to use force, for fear of breaking the iron box and damaging the contents inside.

After tossing for a long time, he finally decided not to open it yet, but to inhale directly.

The light green gas fluttered slightly inside and outside the iron box, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind, but in fact it had been attached to the iron box for an unknown number of years, and it never disappeared or diminished.

He closed his eyes slightly and took a breath.

A familiar coolness poured into the nostrils, and was instantly absorbed by his own soul - a perfect fusion.

His remnant soul became more and more complete.

[The cold wind is bitter, and the plum garden is vast.

Zihe's gaze is still that of a child.

"Master, when will I be as tall as you?" He nestled next to the man, leaning on the man's chest, and looked up at the man's chin.

The man in the gray robe held the teacup with his slender fingers, and drank the tea slowly. When he swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

With the other hand, he gently put the slightly sleepy boy in his arms, and said softly: "If you are a child, you should enjoy your childhood, why grow up?"

Zihe bit his lower lip, "At that time, I can protect Master from being hurt by others."

"..." The man pursed his lips and reached out to touch Zihe's head. His fingers were as soft as the softest cotton wool.

"Master, you lost a shoulder fire, will it hurt?" Zihe sat up, facing the man in the gray robe, looking at his left shoulder, with an expression of grievance and anger on his face.

The man, however, handed a cup of warm tea to Zihe indifferently, and said softly, "I snatched you from that man, and I killed his beloved apprentice. If you want to calm all this down more safely, you will naturally have to pay some money." What, when you grow up, you will understand that 'gains' and 'losses' have always been born together."

"Master, when I become stronger, I'll grab your shoulder back." Zihe frowned, speaking sharply.

The gray-robed man in Taoist attire stared at Zihe for a long time with indifferent eyes, and then murmured like a babble: "I wish you a smooth life, don't be too strong, and avoid the suffering of life and death."

Zihe didn't understand, and was about to ask, but the man took out a brand new iron box and handed it to him.

Zihe who received the gift instantly forgot what the master said just now, lowered his head and fiddled with it, and asked, "Master, how do you open this box?"

"When that day comes, you will naturally open it." A smile slowly appeared on the man's incomparably handsome but quiet face.

He always treats Zihe with such gentleness, but there is a restrained emotion in his eyes.

Zihe sometimes feels happy, and sometimes feels confused.

Footsteps were heard suddenly in the distance, and a boy who was much taller and older than Zihe came over, first bowed to his master, and then grabbed Zihe.

"Let's go! Don't be lazy, Xiao Jiu!"

Zihe, known as 'Xiao Jiu', was dragged up from his master, and looked at the man in gray robe with some reluctance.

"Let's write talismans with your sixth senior brother." The man nodded, then bowed his head and drank tea without saying a word.

Zihe had no choice but to salute with the sixth senior brother, and then left one after the other.

Walking up the small path around the corner, Zihe shook off the hand of the sixth senior brother, took a big stride and ran away first.

Sixth Senior Brother snorted, took big strides and chased after him again.

Passing through the path sheltered by tall trees, we came to a wide area, and the sun filled Zihe's body in an instant.

And the sixth senior brother behind him, dressed in a light gray Taoist robe with a bun on his head, looks like a teenager.

The Sixth Senior Brother closed his eyes slightly under the sunlight, and when he got used to the strong light and opened his eyes with a slight frown, he could see that this was exactly what happened in the previous memory, when the quilt crane was fixed on the big tree, and he fixed his body to absorb his soul. , the person who was refined into a bronze armor corpse...

Sixth Senior Brother wanted to drag Zihe into the house to write talismans, but Zihe shook off him, "Zhang Zilie, leave me alone."

After finishing speaking, he walked to a corner of the open area, at a small wooden table under the shade of a tree, picked up a brush, and began to write talismans.

But he wrote a talisman more than a dozen times, but it still couldn't work.

So the more I write, the more irritable I become, and the more I write, the more angry I become.

Suddenly, a hand appeared from behind his shoulder and took away the pen in his hand.

Before he could twist his hair, the person behind him had already grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up.

Lift it up to the top of your head.

Zihe was lifted high, able to pass through the clouds and mist, and see the winding path down the mountain in the distance, and the lush trees on the mountain...

"Eldest brother..." Although he didn't turn his head, he seemed to know who was holding him up, and called out.

The eldest brother did not let him go, but lifted him over his shoulders, and let Zihe ride on his shoulders——as an elder brother treats the youngest younger brother, hearty and enthusiastic.

"Don't write any more righteous talismans. Let's talk about it in a few years. Let's go, I found another bird's nest and a sick little monkey. I'll take you to have a look." Then he walked down the mountainside.

Zihe put his hands on the topknot of senior senior brother's head, and looked up into the distance, feeling somewhat joyful in his heart.

Although he was walking on a mountain road, the senior brother walked fast and steadily.

After passing through the clouds and mists, walked along the path, and pushed aside the branches, they came to a ruined pavilion on the mountainside.

"Did you see the thin monkey in the pavilion in front? I picked it up today. I don't know if it will survive." The elder brother said, and then he let Zihe down.

After Zihe landed on both feet, he turned around and raised his head, and through the sunlight passing through the ruined pavilion, he saw the senior brother's face.

Obviously a tall and strong man, the beard on his face was shaved clean, but what he showed was a baby face.

The sword eyebrows are sharp and decisive, but the cheeks are slightly rounded, and the lips are rosy. Even when he is not smiling, the corners of the mouth are naturally upturned.

What undermined his bravery even more was his pair of almond eyes, which were round and distinct in black and white. When looking at people, they glistened with water—it's hard for others to look at them with fear. 】

It was night, and there was an extra irregular iron box that couldn't be opened on the cabinet of Duobao Pavilion.

Through the curtains, most of the moonlight outside the window was blocked.

On the big bed in the dark room, Zihe tossed and turned.

Didn't sleep well.

……

……

……

Early the next morning, the door of Room 6, Building 01, in Linhai Lanwan Community, the first row by the sea, opened.

The big dog, Jin Zi, was full, and wagged his tail at his little master, Zhao Yin, who hadn't slept well.

Zhao Yin raised his head, stood in the yard and looked towards the sea level.

He turned his head slightly, taking in all the scenes he could see in front of him.

In addition to fixing the soul, the soul-fixing talisman also has the function of awakening the soul-sometimes, it can even restore the memory of the previous life.

Zhao Yin pursed his lips. There were too many and complicated pictures about his previous life in his dream last night. His mind is still in a mess until now.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the yard.

Picking up a few small stones at the door, Zhao Yin threw them one by one towards Zihe's large French window.

"Snapped!"

"Bah!"

After a few calls, Zihe held a piece of bread and pushed open the door, "Here we come."

He rubbed his eyes that were a little sore from sleeping restlessly, and smiled when he saw the little girl.

Today, I am going to the hospital to pick up my terribly young father who is "old terribly old" and discharged from the hospital, which is considered a bit of business.

Zhao Yin saw Zihe's smile, saw the unpretentious lightness and joy in Zihe's eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, almost turning into a warm smile, until——

Suddenly behind Zihe, he saw another man, following Zihe, coming out of Zihe's house one after the other.

The smile froze on his face, Zhao Yin's dark eyes glowed with unknown meaning.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Pet cat Kret: What's wrong with me sleeping on my side?Just stay for one night and then get kicked out?Author, come out!Guaranteed not to scratch you to death!

Author: Not me!I don't!none of my business!There is a wronged person and a debtor, so you go to Li Juanshen!

Pet cat Kret: Counseling the author!

Author: Coward the cat!

Clay: (glaring)

Author: (angry eyes + nostril expansion to show momentum)

Kret: Stupid b...

Author: I can't take it anymore, I want to write you stupid cat to death!

【Small Theater 2】

"Li, Juan, Shen!" Zihe called out the opponent's name with difficulty——

This life-or-death person actually dares to be rough on an evil spirit!

Do you really think you dare not eat him?

Look at the causal lock on your body, and look at the righteousness between Li Juanshen's brows.

He... really didn't dare to eat it!