Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure outside the courtyard, like a flying sword, flying straight towards the man in red.

In the eyes of the other three people, there was only a shadow

"Senior Brother"

The man in red saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly jumped to the side and summoned his life-saving weapon. A red light flashed in front of the man in red, and a bone fan with flowing pearls and jade and red all over appeared in front of his chest.

He stepped back and held the hand holding the bone fan across his face, threatening

"Brother...I just arrived and you're already fighting me. Is this how you treat guests?"

"Humph~"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, let out a slight sound, and a cold light flashed on his hand. He stretched out his hand and threw the cold light in his hand towards the man in red.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the red-aged man formed a seal with one hand and covered the bone fan, intending to fight to the death against his senior brother's fatal move.

"Dang!" A crisp sound was heard after the collision, but... it didn't seem to be fatal, nor did it seem to be...

Just as the man in red was looking at the bone fan in his hand in confusion, a hint of cold air appeared behind him. Instantly, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his back. He slowly turned sideways, closed the bone fan, and held it in his palm. Just as he was about to reach out to pick it up,

I felt a piercing pain

"Ah, hey, hey, it hurts, it hurts, Master...Brother, I give up...I give up, let go, my brother's delicate arm is going to break..."

"You still feel pain? Then do you know what to say?"

The coldness is not only in winter, but also in his brother's body, it can happen all year round, and it is even colder than in winter.

Thinking of this, coupled with the pain from having his arm twisted behind his back, he could only apologize to the boy and Qiuyu.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Uncle didn't mean it. Xiao Yuyu, please forgive me. And the little guy over there... please help me beg for mercy."

As he spoke, his face seemed to be wearing a mask of pain, and he kept crying out in pain.

"brat?"

A voice, like mountain spring water at minus dozens of degrees in the cold winter, asked him with unusual coldness.

The man in red immediately said in a flattering tone, "Oh~ ok ok ok...I...uh"

He wanted to call out something nicer, but the man in red found that he didn't know his name at all, so he turned around pitifully and said to the person behind him:

"Brother... Senior, please give me some hints!"

Just as the person behind him was about to speak, he heard the young man who had been hiccuping and crying, "My name... is... Wen... Wen Bai... Wen Baixu." Then there was a sound of sniffling.

"Huh~"

The man in red immediately smacked his lips in disgust.

"Ok?"

The person behind him heard his movement, snorted unkindly, and lifted his arm up again.

"Hey hey hey ~ it's going to break"

The man in red immediately shouted, the disgust on his face wiped away, and he apologized to the boy repeatedly until the person behind him let go of his arm.

"Hiss, it's really..."

The man in red was half-kneeling on the ground, rubbing his wrists and forearms, mumbling something.

"Hmm? What is it?"

The man who had walked to the table paused. His hands, which were originally behind his back, now emitted a hint of coldness, and his head slightly tilted towards him.

The man in red was startled and jumped up immediately, shaking his head like a rattle, saying that it was nothing.

The man shrugged slightly and said in a bad tone as he walked away, "If I hear dirty words coming out of your mouth again, be prepared."

"what?"

The man in red asked in confusion. Although he knew that his senior brother was very strict with rules and that he was moody, this was the first time he had ever been like this.

"Of course, after you wash yourself, wait for me..."

The man didn't finish his words. When he said the last sentence, he turned around and looked at him with dark eyes.

Everyone was stunned, their faces full of disbelief, especially Qiuyu, who looked heartbroken, and her steps were unsteady, she stumbled back

A hissing sound echoed in the yard under the night sky. "Can we... go inside? It's... so cold."

The man's eyes turned from the man in red to the man with a red face, a string of snot hanging under his nose, and wet eyes, which made him look even more pitiful.

The man was silent for a moment, nodded silently, glanced at the boy, turned around and walked into the house.

"come in"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the yard hurriedly ran into the house.

Under the dim light, two people sat at the table, and behind the screen were the voices of a woman and a boy.

"What do you think?"

The man leaned sideways, propped up his cheek with one hand, and looked thoughtfully at the shadowy figure on the screen.

"Pretty good...quite similar to that Mo Shiya." The man in red looked thoughtfully in the direction where the other man was looking.

“We still need to observe further.”

"Observe? Don't let the cooked duck fly away."

The man in red tapped his fingers lightly on the table

"Fly? Do you think I will let what I have fly? And do you know what I am saying?"

"Who knows? And aren't we talking about the same thing?"

The man in red raised his mouth corners and pointed his mouth in that direction, with an ambiguous expression

The man looked at him sharply, then dimmed his eyes and looked at himself in the teacup on the table with a sad face.

"Are you that worried? Are you worried about him or yourself?"

The man shook his head and said nothing.

At this time, a burst of teasing voices came out. It turned out that three people had walked out from behind the screen, and Qiuyu was teasing the boy.

When she saw the man looking at her, she returned to her gentle and quiet self.

"Ah! It's really different after washing." He stood up and walked to the boy, pinching his cheek

"Look at these little eyes that are swollen from crying. They were small to begin with, and now they are even smaller. I feel so sorry for them~"

The teasing tone continued to be heard. The boy angrily slapped his hand away, saying that he also had a temper. He pushed him away and walked to the table and sat down.

"Ouch! The little guy still has a temper."

After saying that, he took two steps at a time, stepped back to the table, sat down, and stretched out his hand to pinch his chubby face that had been nurtured for the past few days.

"Ugh~ You're so annoying."

Wen Baixu was so angry that he blurted out

"Oh~ I'm annoyed? What about him? If he pinches you, will you scold him?"

He pointed his finger at the man sitting opposite him.

The young man looked at the person in front of him with an irritable look, as if he would not give up until he got the answer.

The boy turned his head, looked at the man's cold face, then turned back numbly and nodded.

The man in red waved his arm on the table and looked at the man with a puzzled look on his face. The man looked as if he had known about it for a long time and said with thin lips, "Okay, let's stop here. Now we have to discuss what to do tomorrow night."

"Huh? Do we need to discuss this? Just go ahead. How could this peak master be afraid of a little female ghost?"

The man in red gathered his sleeves and pulled them in front of him. He took out a black and gray flag-shaped talisman paper from his arms and slapped it on the table.

"Look, this peak master can kill that mere female ghost with this sword."

"Bang!" Amid the red-dressed man's triumphant voice, a sound of knees falling to the ground was heard, and at the same time, a sound of weakness appeared intermittently.

"Heaven... Heavenly Master... I beg you... Yingniang... is innocent... If you want to kill someone, kill me. I am willing to sacrifice my own body and soul in exchange for Yingniang's reincarnation. I beg Heavenly Master to grant my wish."