Chapter 32: Sex and Mind

Style: Science Author: Mr. HetuWords: 2341Update Time: 24/01/12 22:32:36
"Master, I really didn't do anything. When I came back yesterday, there was a sudden strong wind and rain, thunder and lightning. I was afraid that the glutinous rice would get wet, so I found a room to take shelter from the rain all night." Although Qiu Sheng was tired, But he explained it seriously.

Lin Yu, who stepped in with one foot, smiled, looked at Qiu Sheng's tired state, and said with a smile: "Qiu Sheng, you can't lie. Not even a drop of rain fell last night."

"Brother Lin is right, I can testify." The dancing Wencai stopped, glared at Qiu Sheng, and said, "Do you want to starve me to death?"

"Snapped!"

Uncle Jiu took the bamboo stick and slapped Wencai on the arm. He said with a straight face: "If I tell you not to stop, just move it properly. Do you want to become a zombie?"

"Oh." Wen Cai felt the pain and continued to dance like a duck.

Qiu Sheng, who was beside him, fell down on the recliner very tiredly. He was so tired that he didn't even want to raise his eyelids, let alone Uncle Jiu's annoying questions?

"Who were you hiding in the house with to avoid the rain? What did you do?" Uncle Jiu was still reluctant and continued to ask, having already made some conclusions in his mind.

Qiu Sheng was sleeping on the recliner, and he immediately fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. The tiredness of his body drained all of his usually strong energy, and he was already overworked.

Uncle Jiu leaned down, stared at the lip prints on Qiu Sheng's neck, and said lightly: "It seems that Qiu Sheng, this kid, must have hit a ghost last night."

"Uncle Jiu, what the hell did Qiu Sheng bump into?" Ren Tingting asked with a puzzled look on her face as she held the prepared breakfast.

Wencai danced and said with a lewd smile: "Looking at the many lip marks on his neck, he must be a romantic ghost!"

"Huh?" Uncle Jiu turned around and glared at Wencai.

The power of the glance made Wencai shrink back in fear and continue to dance with bare feet.

"Wen Cai is actually right. What Qiu Sheng bumped into was a female ghost." Lin Yu came to Ren Tingting's side and said with a slight smile.

"I don't know where he got his good fortune." Uncle Jiu looked at Qiusheng, then looked at Wencai and said, "He is much more comfortable than Wencai!"

Wencai: "?"

Why? Whatever you do, involve me!

"Uncle Jiu, what are you going to do?" Lin Yu looked at Uncle Jiu and asked. In the original plot, Uncle Jiu was supposed to kill the female ghost, but in the end he still let her go.

"Tonight, I will follow Qiu Sheng." Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment and said calmly.

After that, several people had breakfast and dispersed.

"Brother Lin, I want to go out and relax, will you go with me?" Ren Tingting did not apply makeup today, and she looked naturally beautiful.

Lin Yu tightened his coat and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Ren Tingting has lost her last relative, Ren Fa. Although she understood the cause and effect, it would still take some time to fully recover.

The two came to the mountain behind Yizhuang, found a piece of grass and sat down, chatting.

"Brother Lin, where do you live from?" Ren Tingting's slender legs were spread out on the grass and she looked at Lin Yu with clear eyes.

Lin Yu was stunned, not expecting Ren Tingting to ask this question, and smiled: "My home is thousands of miles away from Renjia Town."

"Wanli?" Ren Tingting was startled, "Brother Lin, don't lie to me. I'm only a hundred miles away from the provincial capital."

"How could Brother Lin lie to you!"

Lin Yu sat next to Ren Tingting, rubbed her little head lovingly, with a look of memories on his face, and said lightly: "However, I may never go back."

"Why?"

"Maybe, it's too far!" Lin Yu smiled bitterly. This was the first time he had such an expression.

I miss the people in my hometown, I miss the things in my hometown, I miss everything in my hometown.

"Since you can come to Renjia Town, you can definitely return to your hometown." Ren Tingting's face was pink, she clenched her little fists, and encouraged with a smile.

Seeing Ren Tingting's serious look, Lin Yu seemed to be freed from his worries and relaxed: "You are right, nothing is difficult in the world, and it pays off to those who are willing to do it!"

"Hehe..." Ren Tingting smiled sweetly, as if the snow lotus on the iceberg was standing in her most beautiful glory.

Time slipped away unknowingly, and the night enveloped the starry sky and came to the world secretly.

"Uncle Jiu, are you sure you want to take action tonight?"

Lin Yu finished his dinner, stood with Uncle Jiu, looked at Qiu Sheng lying on the chair, and asked.

Uncle Jiu leaned down, drew a spell on Qiu Sheng, nodded and said: "People and ghosts have different paths, Qiu Sheng's yang energy cannot withstand her torture for several nights!"

"Yes, then I'll join you then." Since he has nothing to do, Lin Yu might as well go to Xiaoyu's house with Uncle Jiu and just practice Taoism.

"Okay, we will act accordingly when the time comes."

After Uncle Jiu finished drawing the charm, Qiu Sheng, who was sleeping on the recliner, turned over and moved.

"It's already dark, how long have I been sleeping?" Qiu Sheng, who was sleeping on the recliner, finally woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked.

"You've been sleeping all day."

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and pretended not to care.

"Oops!" Qiu Sheng's face sank and he continued: "I haven't been to the shop all day, my aunt will definitely blame me."

"Do you still remember your aunt?" Uncle Jiu asked back, the meaning behind his words was very clear, but it was a pity that Qiu Sheng didn't catch it.

"Master, is there anything else you want me to do?" Qiu Sheng smiled awkwardly.

"As long as you don't cause any trouble to me."

"Oh." Qiu Sheng scratched the back of his ear, slapped Wen Cai and said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm in high spirits!" Wencai said while drinking glutinous rice porridge.

Because what he drank this time was pure glutinous rice porridge without adulteration, Wencai's spirit recovered very quickly and his face became very rosy.

"That's good." Qiu Sheng nodded and said to Uncle Jiu: "Master, Brother Lin, if nothing happens, I'll go back first."

"Go ahead."

With that said, Qiu Sheng turned around and trotted out of Yizhuang.

"Tingting, looking at the literary talents, Uncle Jiu and I will go out." Lin Yu told Ren Tingting, then picked up the guy and followed Uncle Jiu out.

"Okay, Brother Lin."

Ren Tingting responded.

Lin Yu and Uncle Jiu moved at a certain distance from Qiu Sheng. As expected, Qiu Sheng returned home and took a different route, finally stopping in front of a house.

Humming a little tune, Qiu Sheng, who was proud of the spring breeze, walked directly into the courtyard and came to Xiaoyu's room with small steps.

"Uncle Ninth, come in."

Lin Yu and Uncle Jiu jumped onto the courtyard wall in one step, as light as a swallow, and landed smoothly in the courtyard. The two of them quietly came to the window and looked through the window at the scene inside.

"Xiaoyu." Qiu Sheng smiled and opened his big hands to hug Xiaoyu.

"Bang!"

Because of the talisman painted on Qiu Sheng's body, Xiaoyu was suddenly bounced out and hit the screen behind him, with a red and purple patch on his forehead.

"Xiaoyu..."

Qiu Sheng shouted and hurried forward, trying to help Xiaoyu up.

"Don't come over. What's painted on you?" Xiaoyu shouted nervously, lying on the ground looking pitiful.

Qiu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then he opened his clothes and saw the talisman painted on his body.

"It must have been painted by my master. He was always afraid that I would encounter ghosts." Qiu Sheng explained seriously.

Outside the window, Lin Yu shook his head and said, "Sex means a knife on his head. This kid is more than just a knife."

If you are afraid of meeting a ghost, you will draw a charm.

So in this situation, are you still confused about the possibility of encountering a ghost?

Lin Yu secretly felt worried about Qiu Sheng's IQ.

PS. The dead rest in peace, the heroes live forever!