It's not easy to be a little heart of an abusive male protagonist

It will be uncomfortable and will be more out of control.

In the end, she couldn't help but said, "Cheng Zixiao, I'm so hungry~"

42. Eat hot pot

◎Cheng Zixiao's worries◎

Cheng Zixiao was also hungry, with his chest sticking to his back.

But he stared quietly at the money for a while, and then slowly said: "Eat more when you are hungry, you are still relatively thin as a ghost, and you don't need to lose weight."

Aggrieved, Qian Duo picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls, but he really couldn't swallow it.If this hot pot is used normally, she will not get tired of eating it, but now it is like chewing wax in her mouth.

She ate without saying anything, with a painful expression on her face. Xizhou took a look at her, thinking that the hot pot tasted bad, so he put another chopstick in his mouth and blew it, then tasted it.

The taste is indeed not as good as the restaurant, but at least it's not bad. Monk Erzhang couldn't figure it out. He raised his head again, wanting to ask if there was something wrong with his taste because of the money, so he met Cheng Zixiao's eyes, which were a little nervous.

"It's okay, she just doesn't like to eat, so I'll change it to something else in the future, and I'll do it." Cheng Zixiao smiled and said softly.

He was very courteous, it didn't look like what Cheng Zixiao would say, Xizhou thought it was something wrong with his taste buds, he ate several mouthfuls back and forth, with an expression on his face as if I was sick.For this reason, Cheng Zixiao and Qian Qian explained for a long time, but they still couldn't explain clearly.

It wasn't until the hot pot was finished and in the dead of night that Cheng Zixiao and Qianduo sneaked out of the temple while Xizhou was asleep.

The moonlight outside the temple was dim, and the dense forest ahead could not be seen clearly, but Cheng Zixiao could still clearly sense the existence of the prey, their every move, direction, size, and what kind of animal they were.

"Cheng Zixiao, my stomach feels so bad, I want to vomit~" After flying for a while, the money landed on an open space and refused to fly. The things in the stomach that don't belong to me come back when I vomit them.

Cheng Zixiao took a small step away, then bent over and vomited.

After spitting out Qianqian Duo, he wiped his mouth, and said breathlessly: "You can't eat in the first place, why do you have to let Xizhou make hot pot? Don't you want me to suffer with you?"

"I'm always reminding myself that I'm still a person!" Cheng Zixiao straightened up and staggered a few steps.

"Then did you come back with something to eat today?" Qianqian Duo trimmed his hair, feeling extremely unlucky, and touched Cheng Zixiao's body back and forth for a while as he spoke.

She behaved rudely and was completely out of her mind with hunger.

"I'll get it, don't touch it! Men and women can't kiss each other!" Cheng Zixiao slapped her salty hands away, and took out the wine pot and candles from his waist.

Seeing more money, he took out the jug, his eyes were shining, he rushed over and grabbed it, he was really starving.

Cheng Zixiao watched helplessly as she opened the jug and drank the red liquid inside.

Under the night, he was dressed in red, his face was cold and pale, and his eyes were even more icy cold. The way back was ahead, but he began to become hesitant.

"I left you a sip." Qian Duo handed the jug to Cheng Zixiao who was in a daze, and then gnawed it with a candle, not caring at all how contrary to what he used to do.

This is a very serious problem.

Cheng Zixiao looked at the flagon with blood in his hand, and at the amount of money squatting aside, feasting on it, and struggled for a while before opening the cork on the flagon.

But when he raised his head and was about to take a sip, he thought of Xizhou's disappointed expression, so he restrained his desire to churn, closed his eyes tightly, and put down the flagon in his hand.

"Why don't you drink?" Qian Duo said quietly, turning sideways.

With a "click", the jug fell to the ground, and the dark red blood inside flowed slowly along the soil.Cheng Zixiao lowered his head, and Qian Duo had quickly moved in front of him, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his white tongue instantly elongated, stirring in the dirt.

"A lot of money!" Cheng Zixiao shouted in surprise.

Qian Duo raised her eyes, her eyes were blood red, she was stunned for a while when she heard Cheng Zixiao calling her, then blinked and woke up.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

She took a few deep breaths, smiled hard, and took a few steps back looking at Cheng Zixiao's terrified eyes.

"I... I'm just hungry, I drank a few mouthfuls of blood... that's... blood." She panicked and stopped five steps away from Cheng Zixiao.

"It will be over soon. Tomorrow we will go to Du Chengzhen, as long as he gets our ashes from Mr., we can leave here, and then..."

Cheng Zixiao reacted and comforted him.

But when he thought of that, he clenched his fists.

Qian Duo nodded stupidly, his innocent and confused appearance made Cheng Zixiao feel sad.

Money used to be so cute and brainless, but now it has all changed.

Cheng Zixiao finally held back his hunger.

Xizhou was still asleep when he returned to the ruined temple.

His body was warm and Cheng Zixiao was extremely uncomfortable, but he still sat beside him and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Xizhou, I want to know if you were a handsome guy in our original world. Let me say hello first. I am a face controler. If you are not good-looking, I will dump you."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of you."

"We seem to be...online dating?"

"You should live your own life well."

The candle "cracked" and Cheng Zixiao's smile gradually disappeared.He sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Zixiao was pulled up by Xizhou and put into the umbrella after drowsiness.He was dizzy, opened his eyes and looked at Qianduo for a moment, and the latter looked at him with bitterness and hatred, which made his heart shudder.

Today is Qinghe Town's annual Talisman Festival.

The so-called Fu Fu Festival is to pay homage to the deceased, which is not much different from the Ghost Festival.But compared to the Hungry Ghost Festival, the Fufu Festival is more warm, without so many cumbersome taboos, and relatively few people participate.

Because except for some specific people, there are hardly many people on this festival.

It is said that on the day of Fuji Festival, Lord Yan will give ghosts who have not yet lived their lives but were killed by innocent people a chance to return to the world.But this opportunity is not easy to come by.Because of the ghosts who died unjustly, there must be someone who misses them in the world.

On this day, the man must drop his blood in front of the gate, write the name of the deceased on the lantern in front of the gate with a Chinese ink pen, and then sit in front of the gate and wait until the cock crows the next day.

"Isn't this very simple?" Xizhou said towards the red paper umbrella in his hand. He was dressed in black and carried a long sword behind his back. The red oiled paper umbrella in his hand formed a sharp contrast with his sharp body.A girl passed him by, sighed, and muttered softly: "The appearance is good, but it's a pity that she is a fool."

Cheng Zixiao heard her words clearly in the umbrella, and stopped talking.

Seeing that no one answered him, Xizhou patted the umbrella lightly.

Still no answer.

"Cheng Zixiao, why didn't you say half of what you said?" He frowned and asked in a low voice.

At this time, the small vendors had already set up their stalls, and the smell of salty scallion pancakes wafted to the nostrils. Xizhou yelled a few times and still got no answer, so he grinned, stopped talking, and walked to the sesame seed cakes In front of the shop, I took out copper coins and bought three yuan cakes, and I was very excited to eat them.

The streets were covered with red lanterns, and someone had already written the names of the deceased. He looked at them, and there were many more than he expected.

"So many scapegoats?" He was puzzled, but when he lowered his head, he saw that the umbrella in his hand was shaking.

"Du Chengwen will go to an academy in the north of the city today, called Shengde Academy. That's where I was killed. But you may be angry later, so I'll say I love you in advance." Cheng Zixiao said suddenly, and he The voice was flattering, but Xizhou frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, so instead of responding to Cheng Zixiao's love for you, he stopped and asked, "Why am I angry?"

Cheng Zixiao thought about it for a long time before replying: "Actually...I have been by your side...for another purpose." He paused and continued: "That is—to kill you."

43. Jade Doll

◎Early birth and early success◎

"Soup dumpling~Fresh soup dumpling~ Lai Keguan, the soup dumpling you want is delicious but hot, please be careful."

The boss put the steaming cage on the wooden table, and with a smile, ordered the knight with a sword and an umbrella in front of him.

The knight-errant had been chatting with the umbrella in his hand, looking like he was talking.

But the boss thinks that Fu Shi Jie, there are always eccentric people who believe in some non-existent things, which are very common, so they don't care much, and go back to continue making soup dumplings after delivering the soup dumplings.

"Brother, do you have duck blood fans here?" the knight suddenly asked.

The boss stopped his feet and looked back at him.He is a very good-looking chivalrous man, with handsome features and a tough face, and he is also a very good eater.It's a pity that he doesn't know this duck blood fan that he has never heard of.

"I'm sorry, guest officer. The shop only sells broth noodles and soup dumplings, and we don't have anything else yet." He scratched his head, his cheeks blushing.

Cheng Zixiao shuddered and kicked Xizhou out of thin air.

The latter seemed to have noticed something, sat upright and stopped talking.

"I just thought you might be hungry." He whispered into the umbrella.

Shan didn't reply, but continued to listen to the whispering of the big girls at the other table.

The grandma with the wooden hairpin said mysteriously:

"An accident happened to that academy 50 years ago."

"What's the matter?" As soon as she finished speaking, the fat lady next to her in a headscarf asked impatiently.

"50 years ago, I was only 12 years old. Before I married my wife, I lived in the opposite door of that academy. The fire that blazed into the sky burned down the entire academy. The teacher there knew that he had done all the wrong things, so he went out. officers and soldiers