The days of living with the god of death

"What? Panda?" Hearing the word Jiuxian, Zhou Ming could only think of a certain species of panda.

"Behind you." Death said, pointing to a white porcelain wine jar sealed in a glass cabinet, "run away again."

"Why didn't I see anything?" Zhou Ming looked and looked vigorously, but he didn't see any pandas.And according to what the other party said, the Jiuxian is a living thing?Not a decoration?

"Yeah, why can't you see it?" Death looked at Zhou Ming curiously, "I have a solution. You can drink a bottle of sake, maybe you can see it."

"Hey, don't scare me!" The more Zhou Ming heard it, the more he felt that the wine fairy in the other party's mouth seemed to be some kind of supernatural creature, and couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart. "Sake is terrible, is beer okay?"

"Can you drink beer?" Reaper crossed his arms and looked at him suspiciously.

"Then let's order liquor." Zhou Ming was sweating from the other party's attention, "Besides, ordering beer will probably be despised by that waiter again."

After all, it is a Japanese restaurant opened in China, and this restaurant has all the wines it should have.After ordering a small bottle of white wine, and having a few cups of appetizers, Zhou Ming felt a little dizzy, "What now?"

"There, the compartment where the dolls are placed."

Zhou Ming looked in the direction pointed by the other party, and was almost scared out of his wits.A small group of white fluffy things are hugging handmade dolls and rubbing against each other. It seems that they are stared at by him. The group of white fur whizzes from the place like a frightened cat. The doll popped out of the glass cabinet.

That's right!It just jumped out through the sealed glass like this!

Hell in broad daylight!

The little bit of drunkenness that I finally had was immediately frightened away.

"What the hell is that?!" Zhou Ming grabbed the lapel of his chest, gasped for breath, looked around, and found that no one found the ball of white hair, he knew that this thing must be invisible to normal people up.

"A little shy wine master." Death held his chin, "It's strange, wine masters are usually not so timid, after all, this is its shrine. Could it be because I'm here?"

"What? Shrine?" Zhou Ming couldn't figure it out even more. His understanding of shrines was still on the Yasukuni Shrine.

"Well, don't you think it's strange? A store has such poor service quality that it doesn't feel good to customers at all, but the business is still booming?" Death explained slowly, "Because there is an altar of the wine fairy in this store, They regularly offer sacrifices to Jiuxian and offer sacrifices to each other, so Jiuxian will bless their business. The shrine is the back garden of the gods, and for Jiuxian, this store is its back garden."

Zhou Ming felt a chill, "Sacrifice? What does it look like?"

"What the Jiuxian likes." The God of Death turned his head and looked at the Jiuxian who were running around the store, "Usually speaking, it is good wine, ordinary wine is not good, and the wine that can be offered to Jiuxian is very rare. But the Jiuxian in this store seems to like wine. Broad."

"I can see it too." Zhou Ming looked at that weird looking doll again, what kind of shit can like this kind of thing! "Then what does the Jiuxian look like? I can only see a big white mass."

"Like this." The god of death snapped his fingers, and heard a scream comparable to that of a dead cat. A large ball of white fur suddenly fell on their table, and the god of death caught him straight.

Zhou Ming trembled all over, so how can people not be afraid of you? !

But if you look closely, Jiuxian is quite cute. He looks like a chubby white fox with three heads and a big soft tail.Zhou Ming tentatively stretched out his hand to stroke the soft and smooth white fluff, but the fox screamed, and the fur all over his body exploded, but Zhou Ming didn't touch anything.

"Spiritual body. Just like the soul, it is invisible and intangible to you humans." Reaper held the white fox in his arms and rubbed the other's head, "But to me, it can The object of domination."

The corner of Zhou Ming's mouth twitched, was it his illusion?Why did he feel that the last sentence of the other party was full of unspeakable malice?

Looking at the white fox in Death's arms again, Zhou Ming suddenly felt sympathy for it for some reason.

"If it doesn't make it starve to death, I really want to take it back to raise it." The god of death grabbed the fox's big white tail in a wicked way, and the poor white fox seemed to be crying.

"What? God can still starve to death?" Zhou Ming was extremely surprised, "What does it live on? Wine?"

If the fox is taken away, think about a foodie and an alcoholic in the dormitory, well, it's quite a match.

"To be precise, it's a sacrifice. A god lives by worshiping it. If no one worships it, it will become weak and eventually die. This guy is also quite pitiful. If it is in its hometown, there should be many people worshiping it. , not to be committed to a small shop."

"I think it's still very moist when mixed." Zhou Ming looked at all kinds of sundries in the store. He probably bought it because the Jiuxian liked it, so the boss bought it for the Jiuxian to play with. "Speaking of which, you are also a god, do you need others to worship?"

"I'm not such a mischievous god." The Grim Reaper gently stroked the little white fox. If the fox hadn't been howling mournfully, Zhou Ming would have found this scene a little less creepy. "Such spiritual gods are derivatives of human civilization, cohesive because of people's beliefs and wishes. And I am a rule god, as long as the universe exists, I can continue to exist."

"The premise is that you won't die of laziness first." Zhou Ming muttered.

"Ah, I'm still working hard." The Grim Reaper made a grimace, and put the trembling white fox on the table.The waiter brought up the seafood sashimi platter they ordered. "It's finally time to start!"

Then, the bad-natured guy emptied the small porcelain plate containing the napkins and put it in front of the fox, put the arctic shellfish from the platter into his own plate, and then threw the shredded white radish underneath into the fox The plate in front of you.

Hello!That is a god after all!Even if you are a miscellaneous god, you can't bully others like this!

Zhou Ming watched the fox sitting in front of the plate, holding up a shredded radish in his slender paws, biting it sadly, and suddenly felt that this child was really pitiful.

No way, who told Death to be in a bad mood today?

"Aside from making the business flourish, does Jiu Xian have other abilities?" Zhou Ming asked curiously.This little fox is so adorable, it would be nice to keep it as a pet.But the existence of Jiuxian requires sacrifices, and someone has to worship it.

The little fox immediately dropped the shredded radish, clasped its two paws together, and chirped a series of words that Zhou Ming couldn't understand, but from the tone of his voice, the other party seemed to be in a hurry.

"What did it say?" Zhou Ming could only ask the Almighty God of Death for help.

"It said it would use Tianmiao Taobao and eBay." Reaper calmly tasted the seafood sashimi.

"..."

Why are you gods all Taobao addicts! ! !

"Don't you have any practical ability?" Zhou Ming only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, and asked, holding back his madness, "I want to help you move, to a bigger place, you have to show some skills To attract new believers?"

The little fox squatted on the table, put his paws on his chin, thought for a while, then raised his paws and chirped a lot.

"It says that its ability is to make people have good luck, and everything will be smooth sailing." Death consciously translated.

"It turned out to be a lucky fox." Zhou Ming suddenly realized, "Its abilities are much more practical than yours."

It is also a good luck type ability, and Death God's good luck cannot be shared with others, but the white fox can make everyone have good luck, obviously the latter is more powerful.

"I don't need the worship of humans, and of course I don't have the ability to please humans." Death curled his lips in disdain.

"Let's take it home and raise it. Build an altar for it in the school, and then use campus ghost stories to attract others. If someone tries it and finds it works, they will naturally worship it." Zhou Ming immediately had an idea. Zhou is the time for the major clubs to recruit people. He can take the opportunity to establish a supernatural club, recruit a few more female students, and set up a small church that worships foxes. Isn't it enough to feed the little foxes?

"It makes sense." The god of death raised his eyebrows, "Are you quite intelligent? It stays in this restaurant, and only the boss and employees will worship it. Its ability is limited, but if you go to the campus, please count the number of believers If it swells up, maybe it won’t be such a waste.”

Hello!What is limited ability!This fox somehow helped a small dilapidated shop develop into a big restaurant, right?

But if it is replaced by the invincible Grim Reaper, probably the small restaurant will soon develop into the most profitable chain restaurant in the world, right?

Zhou Ming secretly compared, and found that looking at it this way, it seems that the fate of the god of death is even more against the sky.

After hearing what he said, the little fox jumped up and down excitedly, uttered a bunch of words he couldn't understand, and then ran away.

"It said it was going to pack the luggage." Death immediately explained.

"It still has luggage?" Zhou Ming was so surprised that he couldn't help imagining the appearance of the little fox dragging a suitcase.

"Jiu Xian is like a snail, carrying his house around." Death pointed to the white porcelain jar behind Zhou Ming, "That wine jar is his house."

I saw the little fox squatting in front of the wine jar, pulling the colorful rope tied around the mouth of the wine jar to tie it up, and then carrying the rope on his back, and carrying the wine jar that was taller than it.

"It's really a snail." Zhou Ming was amused by the appearance of the little fox running around the room with the big wine jar on his back. "But I really didn't expect it to agree to go with us so easily. I think it is quite afraid of you."

"That's why it agreed." Holding the chopsticks, Reaper's slightly serious expression looked extra funny, "It thought I was here to kill it."