I can't get enough to feed you

Meng Xiaojiang ran back to his room covered in hot sweat. The sweltering heat of his body made him temporarily forget the horror of what happened in his heart today. As soon as he entered the room, Meng Xiaojiang breathed a long sigh of relief when he was greeted by the air-conditioning from the pavement.

He spread out on his swivel chair and took out the buzzing smartphone stuffed in his hip pocket.

The phone buzzed four or five times in a row. Meng Xiaojiang glanced at the screen of the smartphone. It turned out that Ou Yang had sent a WeChat message.

Meng Xiaojiang thought for a while, clicked on WeChat, and a pair of eyeballs swept over it. Before he could see the content of WeChat, he could already see that Ouyang had sent four or five paragraphs of messages that were not too short.

Meng Xiaojiang didn't dare to underestimate the message sent by Ouyang, although Ouyang seemed very unreliable and he was not a person that people could trust.

But after carefully reading the messages sent, these messages are integrated, and it is said that there are indeed monsters and spirits in this world apart from humans, animals, plants, and spirits. Ouyang did not elaborate on what spirits are, but in short Because of the existence of these, there are official organizations and amateur organizations that specialize in these among human beings, but all these people can be collectively referred to as monster catchers.

And Ouyang is a demon catcher. The kimono girl he saw today was a female corpse walking upright covered with corpse spots in his eyes, and he observed that Meng Xiaojiang's eyes were very horrified , but Meng Xiaojiang's attitude towards him is not like that of a demon catcher, so he suspects that Meng Xiaojiang is an ordinary person with yin and yang eyes.

After Meng Xiaojiang read the news, the first half about the existence of monsters and monster catchers in the world made him wonder which online novel Ouyang copied and pasted from. , the description of the kimono girl is exactly the same as what Meng Xiaojiang saw——

Meng Xiaojiang was reminded of that girl again, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. This time, nine out of ten believed what Ouyang said.

Meng Xiaojiang squeezed the phone, suppressed the horrifying face of the kimono girl full of horror, deleted, deleted, and deleted, and said a sentence: Are you free tomorrow?

After Ouyang sent the WeChat message, he crossed his legs and lay on the bed to read online novels. Online novels and cartoons are his spiritual food, but he can’t eat for a day, but Ouyang’s classmate absolutely can’t do it for a day renew.

After reading the latest update of the novel at a glance, Ouyang's phone vibrated, and it was Meng Xiaojiang who replied to WeChat.

Ouyang opened WeChat, saw the reply, and showed a full-chested smile. He felt that this little brother was stable, and at the same time thought that he really had the destiny to become Long Aotian. The first little brother on the road of life was delivered to his eyes. .

Ouyang took a deep breath. Although this little boy is really a coward in character, he is better than rich and has yin and yang eyes. He sat up straight and replied the message with all his attention. After going back and forth, the other party finally booked a private room in the clubhouse and asked him to talk about it tomorrow.

Meng Xiaojiang set the meeting time at [-]:[-] pm on the second day, and there will be no classes tomorrow. Now he is trying his best to suppress the memories of the kimono girl in his heart, but the more he doesn't think about it, the more he thinks about it.

Meng Xiaojiang browsed the website forum for a refresh, while being startled by the horror image of a kimono girl who always sees every stitch in his mind, his whole body stood up. For a while, Meng Xiaojiang hadn't seen Ouyang before, and he was very sad and angry that this person posted on WeChat Bringing up the girl's description caused him a serious secondary injury.

With this aftereffect comparable to watching a horror movie, Meng Xiaojiang didn't dare to turn off the lights and computer all night—he didn't sleep all night, and didn't dare to climb into bed and close his eyes until the sun rose the next day. He fell into a deep sleep.

The old lady Meng is used to her precious grandson's work and rest, and she is not surprised. Besides, when her granddaughter Meng Xiaoting came home in the morning, the old lady Meng had someone to flog her. "Stay at home" as the central idea, and vigorously belittled the existence value of Meng Xiaoting.

Meng Xiaoting is not what she used to be, and she really wants to beat up this old bastard and throw her out of the house, but since Mrs. Meng is indeed her biological grandmother, and she is quite old, no matter how Mrs. Meng belittles her, she If he did something to Mrs. Meng, he might be hit the headlines.

She still has to be scolded by Meng Guoting, and if she goes any further, her stardom may be directly cut off.

Now Meng Xiaoting is the best rising period for actresses, thinking about it, it is absolutely impossible for Meng Xiaoting to make herself pay such a high price for this old guy.

So Meng Xiaoting pinched her nose, and was followed by the old lady Meng all the way, until she entered her room and closed the door, locked the old lady Meng out, and the old lady Meng stood on crutches and scolded for another hour. Only then did the flag die down, and she sauntered away from Meng Xiaoting's room, and went downstairs to let the nanny beat the fan to peel the apples.

The old lady Meng went downstairs, and there was a shrine in the living room, which enshrined a jade-carved Pixiu. The old lady Meng had been holding the banner of feudal superstition for ten years, and under the influence of various advanced scientific ideas, she had always maintained My spiritual firm belief in the feudal dross can be called a firm will.

The old lady Meng squeezed three sticks of incense, lit a cigarette, and bowed to the jade carving Pixiu, and made a very sincere wish: "God of Pixiu, bless me, quickly let my granddaughter Meng Xiaoting, who is a money loser, marry out of the house!"

Pixiu is really away, gambling in the casino of Macau so that the adrenal hormones are secreted crazily, and his eyes are red from gambling. At the same time, he feels great happiness physically and mentally. He wished to live in the casino of Macau as his home. It's where his soul goes!

Su Daji, who met Pixiu by chance, covered half of her face with a feather fan, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes to look at this Pixiu. Su Daji and Pixiu are not familiar with each other, but they just said a few words, a sentence Say hello, one sentence mentions a person they are familiar with - Ji Xuanyuan.

Pixiu mentioned that she spent a short time with her younger brother Ji Xuanyuan in Shandong more than ten years ago, and Su Daji felt emotional, Ji Xuanyuan's whereabouts were uncertain, and she had no contact with Ji Xuanyuan for more than ten years, because there was no contact at all.

Even sometimes Su Daji would think, this Ji Xuanyuan could not be dead, after all, she never thought that Mr. Taotie fell in love once, and the death of his lover hurt him deeply. After 100 years, I don’t know if Taotie has died or not. Forget about that person, whether he is living his heartless life like before.

Pixiu has a clear perception of the vixen who is looking at him, but the game is about to start, and it doesn't matter if the vixen is set off.Pixiu's eyes turned red, waiting for him to make a fortune, when suddenly there was a puff of smoke in front of his eyes, Su Daji saw Pixiu turned around and left quickly, at a second glance, Pixiu's back was hidden in the crowd and disappeared long ago.