The house is money, the story is life

"You mean this? Well, it's not really a big deal."

In the living room of Hang Yiwei's house, Xia Shi flipped through the book they brought back with a calm tone.Hang Yiwei sat across from him, picking up the cold rice Ling San left for him, raising his eyebrows exaggeratedly, with five words clearly written on his face: "Pretend, you continue to pretend."

"Well, if I have to say it, this should be something similar to my own body." Xia Shimo said after a moment of silence.Hang Yiwei raised his eyebrows again: "I remember you said that you didn't need the main body a long time ago, and you don't have that kind of thing for a long time."

"I've said it all, it's just an 'approximation'." Xia Shi replied, "No matter how I am, I'm still an object spirit. There must be something that can be used as the body, otherwise it will be the same as having no roots. It's very strange."

"Then you want to say, this book has something drawn on it, whether it is a little demon fairy or a beautiful girl, is it the body replacement you chose?" Hang Yiwei scraped off the rice grains from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said sincerely, "With all due respect , this taste is too bad."

"I changed this with the typist. When I first found Zhou Tang, he didn't like me, and he didn't have the heart to pick out a good-looking one for me, so he just dealt with it casually." Xia Shi said, looking into the kitchen glance.Hang Yiwei followed his gaze, and saw Zhou Tang busy in the kitchen through the closed glass sliding door—they just came back, and Zhou Tang was rushed to the kitchen by Xia Shi to help Ling San, Now he is busy washing the range hood, sweating profusely from the work, Ling San can't stop holding his forehead, looking a bit broken.

Turning his head to look at Xia Shi again, Hang Yiwei realized that since Xia Shi moved into their house, this was the first time that the two of them had been alone in a real sense - where the black bird of Xia Shi had gone , the wood spirits raised by Zhou Tang have all moved to the bedroom, and now they are really the only two left in the whole room.

This is the rhythm of making trouble... Hang Yiwei thought about it, silently took the last bite of rice from the bowl, and put the empty bowl aside.

"Did I really have this thing? Don't fool me." He said to Xia Shi, "I also worked as your typist, why don't I know the setting."

"You've only been working for two months, what do you know?" Xia Shi's eyes flickered, he closed the notebook and put it aside.Hang Yiwei nodded and said, "Okay, even if this is really good. Then what are you going to do with this? Can this thing deal with the storm?"

"Probably." Xia Shi's tone was a little ambiguous, but he became sure in a flash, "Anyway, it's definitely not safe to put this thing in the agency. The target of Jingyu is me, there is no doubt about it, be careful Always right."

Hang Yiwei stared at Xia Shi suspiciously, and after a while, he leaned back as if giving up, and raised his hands: "OK, OK, you are the hero, no matter what you do, you are right - but you must at least tell me , Why do you use such a broken book, and Zhou Tang and I have to go for a while? From the beginning to the end, I have nothing to do with it, and I am covered in dust for nothing...Don't say anything that thinks it may be dangerous, the two of them acted. Safety and so on, first, you can even see that I will have an accident when I drive out, there is no reason why we can’t see us back safely. Second, even if you really can’t see it and think it’s dangerous, then you shouldn’t let me Go with him, I can only let the software transform the spirit, or look at the RP, you send me there, are you going to let me protect him, or let me protect him?"

"I didn't plan on any of them." Xia Shi stretched his waist, got up and walked to the window. As soon as the window opened, a black bird flew in from outside, stopped on the edge of Hang Yiwei's bowl, and faced the bowl The bottom pecked and pecked.

"I just want you to talk to him." He half turned his head to look at Hang Yiwei, his expression softened suddenly, "That kid, you really have too much to say, no matter what I say, it's useless, as long as I can trouble you—this time, thank you very much."

"..." Hang Yiwei was taken aback by him, and the hand that was stretched out to catch the bird froze in the air, and he didn't realize it was lightly pecked by the black bird.

"You... were pierced by the soul?" It took him a long time to find his voice.

Xia Shi snorted coldly, walked back to his seat, and raised his chin at Hang Yiwei: "Don't be stupid there, you look so stupid - Ling San is going to call you."

"What?" Before Hang Yiwei could react, he heard Lingsan's helpless voice from the kitchen: "Mr. Hang—is your meal ready? I'll just wait for your bowl, and I won't bring it over to ask for you again." Wash it yourself!"

"Oh, ok, right away!" Hang Yiwei immediately jumped up from the sofa, and ran out with an empty bowl.Zhou Tang came in from the kitchen, happened to pass by him, and was almost knocked back by him.He patted his shoulder, looked at Hang Yiwei's fiery back with a little surprise, entered the room and said to Xia Shi: "What did you just say? He was taken aback."

"It's nothing, I just talked about my body." Xia Shi said casually, and took the old notebook in his hand again, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't say anything scary, he is Scared like this by the dishes and dish soap."

"What body?" Zhou Tang didn't listen to the second half of his sentence, and was only surprised by the first half, "Aren't you... Huh?"

He stopped abruptly.Xia Shi's snow-white index finger stood in front of his lips, making a silent gesture to him.

Zhou Tang froze for a moment, then smiled: "You really are, what kind of tricks do you want to play?"

"It's not playing tricks, I just want to try it." Xia Shi said, stretching out his hand, the black bird immediately flew over with its wings flapping, and landed on his arm obediently, "You know, I've actually been They're all thinking about one thing."

Zhou Tang: "What are you thinking? Is there a storm?"

"Otherwise?" Xia Shi glanced at him indifferently, stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the feathers on the black bird's neck, "I always think about one thing, that is, how much can he 'read' the storm?" In the far future, how wide can you 'see'?"

"...I think he should be like you, able to read the stories in the soul. What's more, he can rewrite by hand." Zhou Tang pondered for a moment, then replied seriously.

"Correct you, that's not called rewriting, that's called 'covering'." Xia Shi said, "Besides, covering the soul is not terrible. Covering always needs to be touched. I am more concerned about his reading ability—if If the future he can read is really so long and detailed, then we have nothing to fight, just raise the white flag and surrender."

Zhou Tang shook his head: "This really doesn't seem like something you would do."

"That's why I'm struggling." Xia Shi said, raising his arm, the black bird spread its wings and flew up, grabbing the edge of the opened drawer with both feet.Xia Shi glanced at it, and said to Zhou Tang: "I've been reading about this bird since my ability recovered. After all, it flew out of Jing Yu's hand, who knows if it can bring us some surprises?" What did you get?"

Zhou Tang nodded thoughtfully: "So? What did you find?"

"I found that...he might not be as omniscient as we thought."

As Xia Shi said, he opened the cover of the notebook, picked up something from the inside, and held it in front of Zhou Tang.

It was a green leaf, the leaf was thin and translucent, the delicate veins were clearly visible, there was faint spiritual power flowing in the veins, and the entire surface of the leaf shone with a wonderful luster.

"Let's see, that guy, how far he can read."

【"Let's see, that guy, how far he can read." The young hunter said, put away the sacred leaf, and stretched out his hand to greet the white bird that guided him.The little white bird jumped up and down on the table, looking innocent and innocent.It never occurred to the young hunter that from the moment he decided to attack the devil's castle, all roles were wrong.Who is the prey and who is the hunter?Young hunters, maybe only at the moment when you push away the devil's castle, you will find your own answer. 】

After hitting the last punctuation with force, the thin man leaned back slightly, looking at his achievements today with satisfaction, narrowing his eyes slightly, showing a happy look.Suddenly there was a loud noise behind him, and the door was pushed open abruptly. He heard the heavy footsteps behind him, his smile stopped, his face showed a little impatience, and he turned his face away immediately, and then saw The boy's angry face.

"Those spirits! Those spirits driven crazy by you! Do you care about it?!" The young man said angrily, "One or two are losing their nerves, and they can't be persuaded or stopped. What do you want? Don't care about writing. Delete?!"

"If you don't like it, just ignore it. No one comes here, and one or two spirits who lost themselves will go crazy, what else can they do? They won't take the initiative to run out to make trouble..."

"Yes, they don't make trouble—you are the only one who made trouble from the beginning to the end!" The boy rubbed his forehead unbearably, "I beg you, after you finish playing, can you at least put away the toys? They It's really hard for me to be so crazy!"

"What are you collecting? I'll need it in two days." The man said nonchalantly, and then he took a serious look at the young man, "Speaking of which, have you become more and more irritable recently? I remember that you didn't know how to lose your temper before." of."

juvenile:"……"

"What is this? An inferior version of 'Blossom'?" The man said with interest, "It's unexpected and fun."

"You can play with whoever you want, don't bother me now." The young man said coldly, "Aren't you going to have a new toy? Wait obediently!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room, hearing a chuckle from the man behind him: "That's true—whether it's a toy or a book, it must be a genuine one. No matter how interesting the pirated version is, it's still not good enough." .”

Hearing this, the young man paused.Then he gritted his teeth and slammed the door on the room with a bang.