This mouthful is very embarrassing.

Of course, when I heard about it, I didn't intend to tell anyone the whole story, so I had to pray that Xie Wen was just an embroidered pillow with no appearance, and that I couldn't understand what he was saying.

As a result, the embroidered pillow spoke: "You didn't touch the big pot of food just now, how about you eat this?"

When hearing: "..."

Why are you so smart...

He was not the kind of meandering person, and he couldn't find the right words for a moment, so he could only confront Xie Wen with a paralyzed face, trying to drive away the enemy with his eyes.

But the enemy army refused to retreat and instead advanced: "When did it become like this?"

When he heard that he decided to surrender, he felt that Xie Wen was trying to defeat him.

"It's been a while," he said.

In fact, a long time ago, he was able to eat normally. This normal state lasted for a long time, and it was not until he came out of the Wuxiang Gate last time that he slowly changed.

Shen Qiao watched helplessly as he changed from loving to eat, especially sweets, to not wanting to eat anything at all.

Fortunately, the process was gradual and he had time to prepare without being discovered by others.

This time when he came out of the Wuxiang Sect, not only was he out of stock, his condition was even worse, and he finally couldn't hide it anymore.

Look, isn't this noticed by the food itself?

The food also frowned...

Although they had known each other for a short time, Xie Wen always had a smile on his face. This was the first time he frowned like this, and I was a little unsure of what he meant.

But judging from the psychology of a normal person, if someone treats you as food, you will probably be either frightened or repulsed. Anyway, it won’t be a surprise.

I didn't care much about this when I smelled it, but it suddenly felt a little boring.

He turned away and glanced outside the short corridor. Lao Mao was leaning against the wall and peering over there, looking like he wanted to push but didn't dare.

"Your clerk is waiting for you." Wen Shi pointed his finger and came out before Xie Wen could say anything.

"Out."

"It's calculated."

The twin girls were like repeaters, singing in harmony.

They changed seats at some point, and one of them sandwiched Xia Qiao in the middle.

Xia Qiao grabbed his chopsticks and looked at Wen Shi eagerly, looking weak and helpless: "Brother Wen."

"Eat some more."

"Yeah, eat some more."

The two girls pointed at the copper pot and said to each other.

"No, I'm full." Wen Shi said.

"Are you full?" Xia Qiao was shocked. After digesting what he heard, he stretched his neck and looked into the short corridor.

That posture made it seem like Wen Shi was a monster that specialized in absorbing the energy of scholars. Clearly judging from his demeanor and demeanor, Xie Wen looked more like that monster.

"Have you finished eating?" Wenshi patted him on the back and said in a nonchalant manner: "After eating, let's go."

"Leaving now?"

"Why don't you leave and stay in the store to help us."

The two girls started teasing Xia Qiao again, and Xia Qiao hurriedly backed down, saying "Thank you, thank you, I'm very satisfied with the meal." However, he honestly shrank behind Wen Shi and followed his brother downstairs.

The twins were a little crazy. They were chattering very noisily just now, but now they stopped.

One of them scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it. He smacked his lips and said in a low voice: "He has changed so much. I thought our skills had become worse. But the taste is obviously very good, why doesn't he eat it at all now?"

Lao Mao also sighed. He was short, with a round belly, and looked like a bald starling: "Didn't I tell you, the boss found him that day and found that he had lost his spiritual aspect. The spiritual aspect is gone, there must be some changes. Bar."

"How could the spiritual phase be lost?"

"Then how do you know?" Lao Mao sighed again, "We have been sealed for many years and haven't seen the light of day. How long have we been out now?"

"Could it be that year—"

Lao Mao interrupted her with a "tsk" sound and gestured to hiss again, as if what she said was a taboo back then.

The twins were obedient at this time and didn't say anything more. Their voices even lowered, "So the boss wants to move here because he wants to help him find a ghost?"

Lao Mao nodded: "Yes."

"It shouldn't take long to find a spiritual sign. What happens next?"

"Then? Then it's time to leave." Old Mao clasped his hands, like an old man of unknown age, "The boss's affairs are almost done. Didn't you just pay him a visit before leaving?"

The twins hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "You won't care anymore?"

Lao Mao looked like "What are you dreaming about?" and said, "You're just telling me that it's all right? Isn't that the only way to cultivate? If it goes astray, then..."

As he was chattering, he suddenly saw the twins winking at him. He was stunned for a moment, turned around and found Xie Wen standing behind him, looking at him with his long and beautiful eyes half lowered.

Lao Mao was startled and almost jumped up.

Fortunately, although Xie Wen heard what he just said, he didn't say anything. Maybe it was acquiescence, maybe he was too lazy to comment.

He just glanced at the mess on the table, said, "Whoever eats more will take it," and then walked downstairs.

Lao Mao let out an aggrieved "ah" sound.

***

Half of the store on the first floor of Xipingyuan was closed, leaving only a light on the counter.

When Wen Shi came down, he saw a woman standing there wrapped in a thin windbreaker. There were obvious wet marks on her body. She probably didn't bring an umbrella when she came, so she looked a little embarrassed.

When she heard footsteps, she turned around and was stunned for a moment when she saw Wen Shi and Xia Qiao.

Xia Qiao was even more stunned than she was: "Eh? It's you."

He didn't remember much about the person when he heard it, he just thought she looked familiar. It wasn't until Xia Qiao called "Aunt Zhang" that he remembered that this person went to express condolences and crossed Shenqiao, and it seemed that her name was Zhang Biling.

Originally, she was going to go on the day Shen Qiao was buried, but something temporarily delayed her and she didn't go.

Wen Shi was quite impressed by her ranking on the family tree, because the lineage he passed down was Shen, who was at the bottom of the list, and Zhang Biling, who was at the bottom of the list.

It can be said that they are brothers in need.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Biling was also surprised to see them.

"Come on -" Xia Qiao respected his previous excuse and said, "I want to buy something, so come to a friend's shop and have a meal by the way."

"Friends?" Zhang Biling was even more surprised, "Who are you talking about?"

"Uh...he's the boss here." Xia Qiao said bravely.

They had been in a cage together, had dinner together, and were about to live together, so they should be considered friends. But Xia Qiao just felt guilty for classifying Xie Wen as a friend.

"Do you know Xie Wen?" Zhang Biling said.

Xia Qiao could only say "high".

When I heard about it, he added: "We just met him not long ago."

"Oh." Zhang Biling nodded, "No wonder I haven't seen you here before."

"You also know Xie Wen?"

After Xia Qiao asked, he realized that he had said something stupid.

Although Zhang Biling and Xie Wen have different surnames, they are both considered branches of the Zhang family, and it is not unusual for them to know each other. What's more, their situations are similar. One has been removed from the list, and the other is ranked at the bottom. They are both the kind that no one cares about, and maybe they still feel a little sympathy for each other.

However, Xia Qiao soon discovered that they were still far from being sympathetic to each other. Because after Xie Wen came downstairs, Zhang Biling didn't seem familiar when talking to him.

I was polite for a while before getting into the topic.

"Are you here to get something?" Xie Wen said, "Then I have to let Lao Mao look for it."

"No." Zhang Biling waved her hands and said, "They are all insignificant things. It's nothing. I saw it raining and happened to pass by here. I came to take a look and wanted to ask you for a little help. If there are guests, I will

We won’t stay much longer. You continue to chat and I’ll come back next time when I’m free.”

She tucked up her shoulder bag, said hello to everyone, and left. She was in a hurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there was no time to call her back.

This incident confused everyone, and they didn't come back to their senses until Lao Mao went downstairs carrying a garbage bag.

When Wen Shi didn't plan to stay long, he said, "We're leaving too," and walked to the door to grab the black umbrella.

Unexpectedly, the shelf was empty except for a wet water mark.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard it: "Where's the umbrella?"

Xia Qiao then shouted: "Yes, where is the umbrella?"

He was scared by the twins once, and he always felt that there was something wrong with the black umbrella, and he didn't want to hold it back. But it was one thing not to hold it, and it was another thing to disappear out of thin air.

The umbrella was already weird enough, but it made his hair stand on end even more when it made such a scene.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind outside the door, bringing light raindrops flying in, brushing against my neck, as if something was blowing gently against it.
To be continued...