Minors are not allowed to enter

Chapter 9

For creatures that feed on yin qi, this indescribable yin qi can be regarded as the ultimate delicacy in the world.

Xie Ran was so hooked by this smell that he almost lost his mind, until a trace of Yin Qi flowed down his throat and filled his internal organs, nourishing his stomach that had been hungry for days, Xie Ran's somewhat distracted eyes regained focus .

He let go of him and looked up.

"Is it tasty?"

Jing Xuan took his hand back with a very sincere tone.

The sincerity is even a little underwhelming.

Xie Ran wiped his mouth, stared at him, panting slightly: "Are you going to read my joke?"

"How is it possible?" Jing Xuan smiled, "I'm asking sincerely, after all, I don't know what I'm like."

"...Delicious," Xie Ran turned his face away, his lips pursed into a line, "Thank you."

When he was angry, he was straightforward, but when he expressed his gratitude, he was very blunt.

For someone else, if they met someone with such a bad attitude, they would probably have turned their faces and scolded them a long time ago, but Jing Xuan smiled even wider, with his eyes bent: "Look, I let you bite me, reciprocity, tonight is Can't you let me stay?"

He didn't beg him to feed him either.

Xie Ran was a little irritable, but it's not good to reject him right now, and said in a muffled voice: "...I don't have a bed to let you sleep in."

"It doesn't matter, the ghost clan can live anywhere in the sky and underground, and they don't need a bed."

"Don't touch me either." Xie Ran emphasized.

Birds have sensitive fur and don't like to be touched. In addition, their living habits are different, which makes most of the bird monsters cold and unapproachable.

Jing Xuan still knows this.

But when he heard this sentence, he felt teasing for no reason, leaned into Xie Ran's ear and whispered: "Why would you want to go there?"

The warm breath blew past his ears, Xie Ran subconsciously flinched: "..."

Sure enough, the old ghost was teasing him.

Cannibal has a short mouth, Xie Ran didn't have the nerve to choke back, rolled his eyes and entered the room, closing the door.

Ordinary doors can't actually stop the ghosts, he's just expressing his "not welcome" with actions.

The lights in the studio were turned off, and the world fell silent.

Xie Ran gradually fell asleep.

After a long time, when there was no other movement in the house, the upright figure in the night finally moved.

Jing Xuan walked through the door, raised his eyelids to look, and confirmed that the person on the bed hadn't moved for 10 minutes, and then walked into the room with peace of mind.

The moon rose, and a little bright light leaked through the gaps in the curtains.

His eyes fell on the white flowers that covered half of the wall, and he was in a daze.

That kind of bird, the kind of bird that lives in a place full of flowers and is covered in fire, he should be very familiar with it...but what is it called...?

"The soul is really hot..."

Just as he was thinking about it, something glowing at the corner of his eye suddenly shook him.

The fine moonlight shone on the head of the bed, Jing Xuan walked over suspiciously, looked down carefully, only to find that the place on the head of the bed where a small piece of paint had peeled off was shining brightly under the moonlight.

He fiddled with the gap, and it turned out to be gold.

Jing Xuan: "..."

The whole bed frame is covered with a layer of dark paint, which looks like an ordinary composite board bed.

Xie Ran was lying on his side, his whole body sank into the soft mattress, falling into Jing Xuan's eyes, somehow reminded him of the picture of a bird lying in a golden nest.

Well.

So what's the name of the bird that also likes to collect beautiful jewels?

He really couldn't think of it, and sat by the window depressedly watching the moon all night.

……

The next day was slightly bright, and the sun had not covered the sky yet, Cheng Chengcheng rubbed his sleepy eyes and got out from the flowers.

As soon as he came out, he was startled by the back not far away, and he was immediately full of energy. He was relieved after seeing who it was, "Fuck! Brother...? What are you doing squatting here?"

Jing Xuan turned his head, put his finger on his lips, and motioned him to look at the bed with his eyes: "Shh."

Xie Ran is still sleeping, his jet-black and soft hair falls to the side of his face, his sleeping face is peaceful.

Cheng Cheng nodded knowingly and closed his mouth.

Jing Xuan: "Are you going out today?"

nod.

He jumped off the windowsill: "Go, I'll accompany you out."

"Is it okay to go straight?" Cheng Cheng tried his best to lower his voice, and looked nervously at the sleeping figure on the bed, "Don't you need to say hello to Brother Xie?"

"--Um?"

Jing Xuan paused when he was about to reach the door, then turned around, with a vague look on his face, "Why do you want to say hello?"

"We live in someone else's house, and it's impolite not to say anything when we go out." Cheng Cheng explained—although he didn't understand why Big Brother Ghost didn't even understand this, maybe the boss is the boss.

"...Is that so?" Jing Xuan raised his eyebrows, looking at the sleeping person on the bed, "Do you want to wake him up?"

"No need, we usually send text messages—ah!" Cheng Cheng then remembered that not to mention that he had never seen Xie Ran using his mobile phone, even the two of them seemed to have some technical difficulty in sending a message to a living person. After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother, can you grab the pen?"

Of course Jing Xuan can.

Unlike Cheng Cheng, when he wanted to become a human being, he could indeed conjure an entity that normal people could see and touch.

Because of this, Xie Ran never regarded him as a guest - he couldn't help him.

Cheng Cheng walked around the room twice, found a seemingly useless white paper from the place where the sundries were piled up, and asked Jing Xuan to pick it up and leave a message on it.

The note with the message was placed on Xie Ran's bedside, and the two ghosts floated out.

……

Xie Ran woke up about an hour later.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong—it was a little hot in the room.

Yin objects come and go in and out of the studio from time to time, and it is shaded on all sides, so the room temperature is kept low all year round.

When the temperature rises, it means that the two ghosts at home have been away for a long time.

Xie Ran tugged at the T-shirt stuck to his skin, trying to find the remote control of the air conditioner, when he turned around, he noticed a note on the bedside table on the left.

Xie Ran: "..."

Leaving aside the content, it was the contract paper he used to draw "ghost paintings".

The spell is added to the paper, and the living creatures that have left traces on it will be forced to open a "non-dissipating" contract.Usually with this contract, Xie Ran can leave the yin energy on the dead souls who fulfilled their wishes after they "death", otherwise the yin energy will dissipate along with the consciousness.

There are so many blank drawing papers in the room, why do the two ghosts have to touch his contract paper?

Are you afraid that you will be reincarnated tomorrow? ?

This way of not wanting to be human is too creative, right? ? ?

Xie Ran was speechless and picked up the note.

There were only thirteen characters written on it:

took the kid out

don't forget my tofu

Flamboyant, no punctuation.

The words are beautiful.

Xie Ran breathed a sigh of relief - Jing Xuan's writing is always better than Cheng Cheng's, otherwise the child would not be able to reincarnate for no reason, but it would be considered that he did something wrong.

As for the tofu...

He has no intention of breaking his promise, not to mention that Jing Xuan helped him solve his hunger problem yesterday.

After getting up and washing up, he took the key and went to the street.

The golden sun was shining on every inch of the eaves in the commercial street, old man Zhang opened his shop, and met Xie Ran who was going out.

"Uncle Zhang." Xie Ran observed his expression, "Have you walked the road today?"

"Let's go, Uncle Zhang listens to you." Old man Zhang said with a smile, "Going to buy bean curd again? Is the store locked?"

"Well, it's locked."

"Just lock it. I heard from them that there are many foreigners wandering around the commercial street during this period. It is said that some people have seen wanted criminals. You have to be careful."

The wanted?

Xie Ran was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I remember, thank you, Uncle Zhang...you have to be careful too."

He bid farewell to old man Zhang, walked to the door of the bean flower shop and stood in the long line as usual.

Xie Ran waited for 10 minutes, bought two bowls of bean curd, thought about it, and added two more pots.

Cheng Cheng still has the flame left by Xie Ran on his body, Xie Ran didn't have much trouble finding him.

The only problem was probably that he was about half an hour away from the mall again.

"Why do you keep running so far away?" Xie Ran was panting a little when he found Cheng Cheng as he walked too hastily.

Cheng Cheng sat on a stone bench in the garden of a residential area, looked up at a nearby unit building: "I'm going to see my mother."

Xie Ran went to sit beside him and put the bag in his hand on the stone table.

"Why is she here?"

Before the plastic bag was opened, the aroma of the food had already attracted a certain "dog nose". Before Xie Ran could speak, Jing Xuan ended his behavior of "hanging the southeast branch by himself", and floated down from the big tree beside him, ready to go to Untie that bag.

Xie Ran slapped him on the back of his hand: "Turn into a real entity before eating."

He didn't want to be misunderstood by passers-by as a psychopath who "eat two bowls of bean curd alone in the community".

Jing Xuan: "..."

This little bird is quite courageous.

However, for the sake of the delicious tofu curd, he didn't bother with him.

There was no one around, so Jing Xuan didn't shy away from it, and directly turned into a human form, and started eating sullenly.

"It seems that I have taken over a housekeeping job. I heard from my classmates that it is the kind of app that places orders, costs tens of dollars an hour, and cleans the house." Cheng Cheng still raised his head, his expression was a little indescribable, "I was at that time I felt that with my family's conditions, I couldn't afford to hire an aunt after 800 years, so I didn't care...I didn't expect my mother to come to do hygiene for others."

"Don't you know what she does?"

Xie Ran opened Guokui's bag and gave one to Jing Xuan, "Try it."

"... She used to work as a small leader in a textile factory, but then the factory closed down. She took a break for a few months, and one day she told me that she found a job serving dishes in a restaurant, and she could earn around [-] yuan a month." Cheng Cheng Whispered, "I didn't expect her to be outside to pick up other jobs during her break..."

"Last night, what you saw was also...?"

Cheng Cheng's expression became more and more indescribable: "Yesterday, she went to clean someone's toilet. That family is rich, and they disliked her for looking dirty-what a clean person is needed to clean a toilet!"

In fact, Gan Qiuli is not dirty, but its complexion is sallow, its figure is stooped, and it looks disheveled, unable to stand on the stage.

"Her complexion is abnormal." Xie Ran told him directly.

"Is it too hard? Speaking of which, I'm dead, and no one will drag her down anymore. I don't know what she is doing so hard to make money." Cheng Cheng was dejected when he said this, "When I was angry, I still wanted to However, she looks like this... How can someone who takes advantage of her be willing to buy her for a night, but..."

When he was a human being, there was too much busyness in the world. He was tired of fighting against his own world and could not see the pressure his mother was facing.

Like a ghost, she can come and go freely, Gan Qiuli follows when she goes to the restaurant to serve dishes and wash dishes, and he also follows when people are cleaning. The cold reception and supercilious eyes she received can all fall on this young dead soul at the same time.

At this time, he thought naively: "It's so hard, maybe it's better to sell it?"

Back then, he had secretly scolded his mother for being emaciated and looking ashamed; when his mother was despised and dirty in front of him, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

After all, he was a handsome young man until his death, always clean and full of vigor.

Obviously a person living under one roof.

"But the uncle who was willing to buy her was scolded by me and ran away." He thought.

After the basketball game that day, the young boy couldn't hold back his anger and yelled at his biological mother.

Gan Qiuli looked at him in shock, and then burst into tears.

Cheng Cheng hated her weakness when she didn't speak clearly, his silent tears ignited his accumulated irritability, he slammed open the gate, and sat under the old banyan tree in the community all night.

Then that uncle never appeared at home again.

Cheng Cheng felt that he had won.

After dying once, he didn't seem to care so much about whether his mother was "clean". He thought again, if he didn't say those things at the beginning, maybe his mother would have another way to get money now, so he wouldn't have to work so hard.

Obsessed things will be overturned by death.

Ironically.

"That's not what it means." Xie Ran's indifferent voice interrupted Cheng Cheng's wild thoughts, he swallowed the bean curd in his mouth and said, "Jing Xuan—he just found half a death-death formation in your community, this kind of The formation is very sinister, and it may end in a miserable life after it is completed... Your mother's poor health may have something to do with this half of the formation."

"Ah?" Cheng Cheng was stunned.

"It may also be related to your death." Jing Xuan said, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

His brain thinking is relatively straight, Cheng Cheng's first reaction was: "Can the murderer be found?"

"It's not easy to check."

After the formation is completed, follow the anger in the formation to find the "beneficiary", and you can always find some clues.

But when the formation is not completed, all changes will be subtle, and it is difficult to find the target.

Then again, when it is not completed, it will not cause much damage to the human world, and there is no value in trying to track it down.

Unless Cheng Cheng really died because of that formation.

Jing Xuan finished eating the pot helmet and said, "When I figure out how the formation is arranged, I'll go and dismantle it."

He obviously eats very quickly, but there is an indescribable elegance in his gestures.

Xie Ran felt a little strange, he kept staring at him, so that he didn't notice that his breakfast was cold.

"What are you looking at me for?" Jing Xuan rolled his eyes and met his gaze, "Is there something on my face?"

Xie Ran shook his head: "Is it delicious?"

Jing Xuan nodded and sighed: "Yes, the exploration of the human race on the road of pleasure is amazing."

"Well," Xie Ran rarely agrees with his words, "the world is very interesting."

Cheng Cheng: "Hey, two big brothers..."

Speaking of formations, why start discussing whether Guokui is delicious!

The boss is too capricious!

"We have a non-aggression treaty with the human race, 'We must not let the human race discover our existence'." Xie Ran raised his long eyelashes like a small fan, stared at Cheng Cheng, and said seriously, "That formation has not violated regulations, and I am a painter, do you understand?"

There is no reason to control it, nor is it within the scope of business.

To put it simply, Xie Ran can't control it.

As for Jing Xuan——

He passed through Xie Ran's hand very naturally, tore off a piece from his slightly cold pot helmet, and put it in his mouth: "Revenant souls have to go through the ghost world for reincarnation. You died strangely, but I can take care of it." One tube."

"...???"

Xie Ran opened his eyes slightly, "Why are you robbing me—"

"You don't eat."

That piece of pot helmet made Xie Ran feel cold, and before he finished his mouth, he drank more than half a bowl of tofu curd.

Jing Xuan took it for granted: "Why don't you give me all of this, and I'll treat you to something else later?"

Xie Ran: "..."

What are you asking him to eat? Is it cloudy?

The old ghost in front of him is really delicious. Judging from the taste, he is thousands of years old at least.

But no matter how delicious it is, he doesn't want to bite ghosts casually, it's ugly to eat like this.

Seeing him dazed, Jing Xuan directly took the pot helmet and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "The woman has come down."

Xie Ran came back to his senses, turned his head and met Gan Qiuli's surprised gaze.

"Little boss?" Gan Qiuli was a little surprised to see him, "Why are you here? This is..."

"It's something to come here." Xie Ran glanced at Jing Xuan, "He is my...guest."

"Oh, that's it." She looked at Jing Xuan, and suddenly felt flustered when she met the watery eyes behind the lens, and hurriedly looked away, "I, I'm going back, little boss, do you want to drop by? "

"it is good."

Xie Ran poured the remaining half bowl of red bean curd into his mouth in one go, cleaned up the leftover garbage, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Then he stood up: "Let's go."

The sun has fully risen, and the residential area is quiet and peaceful.

Elderly people who exercised early went home one after another, and workers who went to work went out one after another.

Xie Ran is about 180, with fair complexion and a cold expression. He is wearing a new-looking white T-shirt, and his whole body seems to glow in the sun.

Gan Qiuli, who was walking beside him, suddenly felt ashamed. She thought of her son.

"Little boss, why don't we go together?"

"What's wrong?" Xie Ran turned his head.

Gan Qiuli was a little embarrassed: "Cheng Cheng used to say that it would be embarrassing for his classmates to see me like this. Alas, I also feel the same way...isn't it good for you to walk with you?"

"No." Xie Ran glanced at the embarrassed Cheng Cheng, "Let's go together."

"Then if the guest has any objections..." She turned to Jing Xuan again.

Jing Xuan was gnawing on the pot helmet with fans, when it was mentioned suddenly, she almost choked.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned, swallowed what was in his mouth quickly, and made an ancient ceremony with the half-eaten pot helmet: "Madam, you don't worry too much, your existence does not make us feel ashamed at all. , on the contrary—I am personally very honored to be a flower protector.”

Xie Ran and Cheng Cheng: "..."

played brother.

"This, that's it." Gan Qiuli was a little flattered, "Then, let's go together."

This residential area is quite far from the commercial street, Xie Ran came here because he is not a human being and walked fast; he did not expect to find that Gan Qiuli also came here on the way back.

In fact, there is a bus nearby.

Xie Ran glanced at Cheng Cheng, but didn't speak.

It is probably because of financial constraints.

He and Gan Qiuli walked side by side, Cheng Chengpiao was beside him, and Jing Xuan fell behind them alone.

On the sidewalk in the early morning, pedestrians passed by in a hurry from time to time, and there were many collisions. Although Xie Ran was impatient to get in close contact with people, he didn't pay much attention to them.

After all, it was his own decision to go back with Gan Qiuli.

Unexpectedly, when turning a corner, I suddenly heard a "呲啦".

The flimsy tires rubbed against the asphalt road, making a sharp bang, and an uncontrollable electric bicycle slammed up the sidewalk from behind and almost hit Gan Qiuli.

At this time, a white and slender hand stretched out from the side, quickly and accurately grasped the front of the electric car, and stopped the out-of-control car with just one hand.

Startled passers-by turned their heads.

"No, I'm sorry," said the man in the car, whose hair looked very greasy, with locks tied together, his skin was rough, the whites of his eyes were cloudy, and he looked completely awake, "The brakes failed, and I couldn't control the direction ..."

"Be careful when riding." Xie Ran looked into the other person's eyes and said in a cold voice.

The man nodded and bowed: "Okay, okay."

Xie Ran let go of his hand, his cold gaze followed the other person's back like a shadow, and he turned his head until he could no longer see him.

Gan Qiuli grabbed his arm: "Little boss! Are you okay? How can you grab the front of the car with your bare hands? How dangerous!"

"It's okay." Xie Ran avoided her, and opened his palm to show her.

He was indeed fine, but his palms were a little red, and the skin wasn't even broken.

"It's fine, I'm scared to death." Gan Qiuli covered her heart, "Hey, where's the guest?"

Jing Xuan who was standing behind them disappeared at some point.

Out of the corner of Xie Ran's eyes, he followed the direction of the perpetrator's departure: "He may have acted bravely."