It's hell, my lord

He Xian was choked by his words, and raised his head to meet the man's black eyes, with an inexplicable feeling in his eyes, a high nose bridge, and a pair of jade eyebrows, no matter how stretched, they don't look gentle .

He Xian was silent for a few seconds, and instead of holding the friendly hand of the other party, he only replied: "He Xian."

"I don't think it's necessary to take care of him, just try not to disturb the other party." He Xian continued.

"..." Zhu Xingchen withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Although this roommate looks good, he really...can't talk at all.Seeing the embarrassing scene, the landlady immediately ran away holding the contract: "You guys get to know each other well, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

While putting on his shoes, the landlord hurriedly said: "By the way, I lost my spare key. Mr. Zhu, please borrow Mr. He's key to make a few copies." After speaking, he took the door behind him.

Come on, now only Zhu Xingchen and He Xian are left. Compared with the atmosphere just now, it is almost twice as embarrassing.He Xian stood up from the sofa, blocked the unexplainable atmosphere with a blank face, and found a bag of instant noodles in the cupboard.

A few minutes later, He Xian sat down on a small square table with a bowl of instant noodles, and the enticing aroma overflowed, "fragrance far and clear" lingered into Zhu Xingchen's nostrils on the sofa.

He has caught a lot of wandering ghosts around here recently, originally it was not his turn to do this job, the black and white and the ghost soldiers in hell will naturally take care of it.But recently, I don't know whether it's black or white, or the dark soldiers are hiding, and countless lonely ghosts have been attracted to this place.And this place did not know when it became a place of extreme yin, and the ignorant ghosts have been wandering here for a long time, and they will evolve into wraiths if they are not in order.

And Zhu Daozhang, as a good young man who loves the country and the people, has been eating and lazy at home for more than half a year, and was finally run over by his father who is also too lazy to get out of bed to eliminate harm for the people.There are too many ghosts in this neighborhood, too many to kill and destroy, not to mention that his father forbids him to kill him, so he will rescue them one by one.

Zhu Xingchen had a big fight with his father and master Zhu Yinfeng over this.He threw the mahogany sword on the floor: "I will save them again, and you will be able to save me soon!"

"Didn't you want to be a hero since you were young? A great hero is for the country and the people. Little animal, the best land has nurtured you, the water of the Yellow River has nurtured you to grow up, and I, a highly respected master, educates you " Zhu Yinfeng said that he was a little thirsty, took two sips of warm water from Lin Shuci, and continued: "You are not willing to contribute to the people at all, you are worthy of the country, worthy of the party, and worthy of the general public. the masses of the people?"

Zhu Yinfeng stretched Erlang's legs and spread them on the rocking chair like a boneless one. Although the momentum was astonishing, this posture was really not convincing.

Zhu Xingchen glanced at his second father, Lin Shuci, who was peeling apples for his master, and forcibly suppressed the idea of ​​patricide: "Why don't you go yourself? It really doesn't hurt to lie down and talk."

"What do you mean? You don't even listen to my father's words! I should have left you in the grove if I knew it, and let you go with your unlucky parents." Zhu Yinfeng gave full play to the "talking king" Specialty: "Raising children to guard against old age, raising children to guard against old age, you..."

Zhu Xingchen ignored the fruit knife that Lin Shuci was swinging in his hand, and went up to pinch Zhu Yinfeng's cheek: "How old are you? Look at your skin, it's even better than me. "

Unexpectedly, the fruit knife in Lin Shuci's hand flew over in the next second, pierced through Zhu Xingchen's hand holding his father, and plunged into the white wall.Zhu Yinfeng raised his leg and lightly kicked Zhu Xingchen's stomach: "Tsk tsk tsk, isn't it good to be alive? Silly son."

Before Zhu Xingchen could refute, Lin Shuci used a toothpick to pierce an apple and handed it to Zhu Yinfeng. , your skill at peeling apples is still so good."

Lin Shuci took the opportunity to scratch Zhu Yinfeng's face twice, and then praised: "After so many years, you are still so cute."

"Crazy, two perverts, hot eyes." Zhu Xingchen looked at the two old goblins who were over a hundred years old next year, who were fed a lot of dog food for no reason, so he showed a look of "a dog man knows ugly Show off" expression, whisked away.

Zhu Yinfeng still shouted earnestly from behind: "My son, concentrate on catching ghosts and cultivating immortals!"

"If you don't fix it, get out!"

So Zhu Xingchen heard Zhu Yinfeng whispering to Lin Shuci from behind: "Look at our two sons, he is young and mature, in his 20s he looks like he is in his 30s, and he is still so lazy. Don't become a fairy and he will look like an old man , when the time comes, the daughter-in-law will not be found..."

"..." Zhu Xingchen took out his mobile phone from his pocket to take a picture, and said to himself, "Fuck it, I'm in my thirties, I just look mature and stable, okay?"

Ok, back to the topic.Zhu Xingchen has been hunting ghosts around here for nearly a week, and usually can be solved with a few pieces of steamed buns, and he will not demand any other high quality.Now I feel hungry and dizzy when I smell delicious food.

Zhu Xingchen blinked, trying to hide his hunger for food.In the end, I couldn't help but walk over, the round sunglasses were placed on the face, and the fan flicked, revealing a line of characters that no ghost could recognize: "To be happy in life is to be happy."

He Xian raised his head slightly: "What's the matter?"

"No..." Under He Xian's indifferent gaze, Zhu Xingchen showed a face for the first time in his life.However, the "stomach" couldn't help it, and it was so empty that it hurt a little, so he shook the fan again: "Actually, there is. You may not believe it, but I am really a Taoist priest."

"And then?" He Xian asked casually.

"I see that the benefactor you print..."

He Xian interrupted Zhu Xingchen's tirade about to start, and concluded in his heart that this is another charlatan, and said impatiently: "My seal is not black, and no one in my family gets sick. My horoscope is pretty good. I can't help my father. To beat my grandpa, if you don’t make a villain, you won’t lose your peach blossoms. I don’t believe in Buddhism or Buddhism, thank you, you can save other people.”

Zhu Xingchen: "..." Why are you so proficient?He coughed a few times dryly with an itchy throat: "Can I ask Pindao to do a fortune telling for you?"

Asking is also a waste of time. Anyway, Zhu Xingchen didn't care whether he answered or not after asking, so he twirled his fingers and started counting in a decent manner. As a result, He Xian didn't even have soup left from a bowl of instant noodles. Close your eyes and mutter words.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" He Xian noticed his slightly frowned brows, thinking that this person could go crazy even if he was a divination.

Zhu Xingchen opened his eyes, and moved the round sunglasses to his head. He has made a name for many people. Although his skills are not as good as Zhu Yinfeng's, but as long as he is serious, he won't have a fart. The unthinkable happened.

Fate, the past and the future are all blank.Zhu Xingchen suspected for a moment that he might be telling his fortune from a wax figure.He looked at He Xian suspiciously, and asked, "Is it convenient to disclose your birth date?"

"It's inconvenient." He Xian refused resolutely. After so many years, he didn't even figure out how his birthday in the lunar calendar and his birthday in the new calendar were converted.What is the birth date.

"Can you tell me? I have never seen such a strange fate like you since I was a child." Zhu Xingchen was so excited that he forgot his original intention: "If I figure it out, I might be able to win a Nobel Prize in the realm of comprehension. Woolen cloth."

He Xian looked at the time, and there was still more than an hour before work: "Don't bother me, I'm going to take a nap." Come with an authentic attitude-sometimes what you say is simply plain and straightforward, which hurts people's hearts.

So this guy who hasn't had friends for over 20 years is definitely not kidding.But He Xian is still used to enjoying this kind of solitude. Occasionally, a few people want to talk to him, but he is not very happy to reject them thousands of miles away.

Fortunately, Zhu Xingchen's temper has been worn away by his two cold and hot fathers.He didn't get angry at the moment, and he didn't realize that he came to beg for food until He Xian walked into his room.

At this point, Zhu Xingchen had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and order takeaway. His Alipay was bound to Zhu Yinfeng's card, so the living expenses in it could be used for himself.It's just that in this way, Zhu Yinfeng's mobile phone will definitely receive the message, which means that their father and son, Zhu Xingchen's one-sided cold war, has failed.