Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 181 That’s not what you said in the dream

Shen Xiujin cooks home-cooked food.

He didn't have much desire for food, so he put down his chopsticks when he was almost done eating. Su Qiao sat opposite him, eating with gusto, and the look on his face made people appetizing.

She ate all the two dishes, not forgetting to give him a thumbs up and blow a rainbow fart.

"Mr. Shen, your cooking is amazing! If you open a restaurant, you will definitely make a lot of money."

Shen Xiujin has always had a clear understanding of herself, especially when it comes to cooking.

Not bad, but just average.

But her expression was so sincere that it made him a little suspicious.

Shen Xiujin asked abruptly: "What did you eat on the mountain before?"

"When I was a child, I ate rice paste and raw rice. My master didn't know how to cook much." Su Qiao bit her chopsticks and said, "When I can cook, I will make food for myself. Anyway, it can fill my stomach. , as long as you don’t starve to death.”

Shen Xiujin: "..."

He finally understood what Xuan Xuzi meant by "feeding a young disciple with rice paste".

It's not to express the deep love between master and disciple, but to state the facts.

"Shen Xiujin, can you cook for me more often in the future?" Her eyes were bright and full of expectation.

Only she dared to make such a request to him.

Shen Xiujin: "The cook at home is starving you?"

"No, their cooking is also delicious, but I think you are better, no, you are the best!" She held her chopsticks with an extremely serious expression.

An imperceptible dark light flashed across Shen Xiujin's eyes, and then she sneered, "There are quite a lot of rainbow farts."

Su Qiao put her hands on the table, leaned her upper body towards him, and seriously discussed with him: "From now on, if you have time, please stay at home and let's have dinner together, okay? I can wash and chop the vegetables and help you clean up."

Shen Xiujin's eyes wandered over the face full of hope.

What a simple little thing, with all the thought put into it.

She was just afraid that he would not eat on time, so she used this lame excuse to coax him.

Simply ridiculous.

But for some reason, the rejection on his lips remained unsaid in his eyes that were as bright as stars.

Shen Xiujin stretched out her hand, pushed away her head that was close to her, and faintly uttered: "It depends on my mood."

After eating, Shen Xiujin went to the study to handle work.

The three walls were filled with books, and Su Qiao was bored, so he randomly picked out a few books and flipped through them. Unexpectedly, he found that Shen Xiujin had read every book and had his notes on it.

He left home at the age of six and was found back to the Shen family at the age of twenty. Now... he has become the Second Master Shen among the people of the Imperial City.

It only took him seven years to close these gaps...

This cannot be summed up by simply saying that hard work can make up for weakness.

Su Qiao looked at Shen Xiujin who was flipping through documents behind the desk. He was a genius who worked extremely hard...

Su Qiao was not very interested in books other than metaphysics and law, and soon fell asleep huddled next to Shen Xiujin. She set her alarm clock before going to bed so as not to delay the evening's business.

But Su Qiao had an extremely restless sleep.

The feeling inside her was cold and restless, a feeling she had never felt before.

Su Qiao frowned in discomfort. In addition to her physical discomfort, what was even more strange was that she had an indescribable dream...

She dreamed about Shen Xiujin, but she didn't look like Shen Xiujin...

After all, Shen Xiujin in reality would most of the time push her away or warn her not to push her too far when she pounces on him to take advantage of him.

But the Shen Xiujin in the dream was so proactive...

He even took off his clothes on his own initiative...

When Su Qiao was woken up by the alarm clock, she was still stuck in that fatal dream and hadn't fully woken up, so the way she looked at Shen Xiujin was a little blurry.

Even when Shen Xiujin was driving, her eyes would glance towards him from time to time.

Shen Xiujin originally wanted to ignore it, but the presence of this little thing's gaze was so strong that it almost stuck to him.

He took a deep breath and couldn't bear it anymore: "Look again, I will throw you away."

From his face, to his upper body, now starting to look at his lower body...

Su Qiao pouted, looked away, and whispered softly: "That's not what you said in the dream..."

The place where the altar ceremony will be held will be in a suburban villa under Shen Xiujin's name.

There is an open space outside, which is very suitable for setting up formations.

By the time Su Qiao and Shen Xiujin arrived, Xuan Xuzi had already put on serious Taoist robes, holding a seven-star sword made of Tiantong Tongbao copper coins, and stood in the formation arranged in advance, and in front of him What was floating was the ray of Yin spirit pulled out from Yan Ming's body.

Yan Ming's ray of Yin Shen can be regarded as his little clone. Although it has no entity, it has its own thoughts.

Xuan Xuzi was reasoning with it earnestly: "Listen to me, little brother, every ghost has its value and mission. You have to go to the soul-seeking incense on the altar, burn yourself, and shine brightly to find a mother for others. Understand?"

Xuan Xuzi's mouth went dry as he spoke, but this thing was still running around, disobedient at all, and even sprayed black air in his face.

It's equivalent to farting.

Xuan Xuzi was also anxious: "Don't toast me and eat the fine wine! Do you know that the Lord of Netherworld, Yan Ming, can only count as a ball in front of my disciple? Don't force me to beat you!"

Shen Xiujin couldn't see the ray of darkness. From his perspective, it was the crazy old man fighting with the air with a broken sword.

Shen Xiujin: "..."

He now doubted the old man's reliability.

"Master." Su Qiao called.

"Baby apprentice!" Xuan Xuzi suddenly stiffened when he saw Su Qiao, "This yin spirit is disobedient, come and clean it up..."

Before the word 'it' came out of his mouth, Xuan Xuzi felt his eyes go dark, and saw that unruly ghost running towards Su Qiao and rubbing against her body.

Be as obedient as possible.

Xuan Xuzi: "..."

Where is his dignity as a master? ?

Su Qiao made a blood contract with Yan Ming, and Yan Ming's Yin God naturally obeyed her words. Su Qiao pointed to the soul-seeking incense in the altar, "Go in, be good."

The Yin Shen reluctantly circled around Su Qiao and got into the soul-seeking incense obediently.