not scary story

Yan Ling was going to make a big meal, but Yan Jiu couldn't help at all, so Qiao Yuan sat in the hall and began to help peel potatoes clumsily.

At the beginning, Yan Jiu didn't dare to let Young Master Qiao make a move—haven't you seen how clean and beautiful those demon-slaying hands are?When Qiao Yuan took the initiative to take a basket of potatoes and began to peel them, Yan Jiu couldn't help squatting beside him, pointing and teaching with his chin.

When Qiao Yuan peeled off half of a potato, the always arrogant young master looked a little ugly, Yan Jiu immediately gave him a pat on the face: "It's very good! This potato has a lot of pits, so it's healthy to eat more." .”

Qiao Yuan glared at him, after all, he didn't lose his temper as usual, picked up another one and continued.

The house is not big, and Yan Ling was cooking in the kitchen while telling them the story of her time in Tibet. When it came to the fact that she had cured more than 50 people, Qiao Yuan couldn't help but look at Yan Jiu's shoulder, which was thick enough The merit of being a pillow.

So the mother accumulates virtue, and the son shares it?

But what would she look like when she learned that no matter how much merit her son had accumulated, he would have to deal with dead souls all his life?

The dinner was quite sumptuous, and the taste was no worse than that of the nanny who had worked at Qiao Yuan's house for more than ten years, but... Qiao Yuan glanced at Yan Jiu, and the boy who was being fed bit by bit like a baby had a happy smirk on his face .

It's just that it's obviously not as good as Yan Jiu.

He suddenly remembered Yan Jiu sitting alone in the living room that night, with a plate of meat, a plate of vegetables and a bowl of rice, eating in silence in front of the TV, and frowned slightly.

As a single mother, Yan Ling finally waited for her son to grow up and live in school in the past two years, so she could finally leave the family burden behind and realize her dream of becoming a doctor.Yan Jiu never objected to this, but Yan Ling still felt very guilty.

Especially when she saw her son with bandages on his hands as soon as he came back, she was worried that if he hadn't come back by himself, how would the child solve his life during this period of time.

"I'm fine, I just fell when I was going down the stairs." Yan Jiu explained vaguely, still chewing on a big mouthful of meat.

Yan Ling turned her head to look at Qiao Yuan, as if she was not satisfied with her son's explanation.

"...He went to save people, but he was overwhelmed. He dislocated his hand and insisted on it." Qiao Yuan ignored the winks from the other side and reported truthfully.

"Are you going to save people again?" Yan Ling held the bowl in her hand and asked in surprise, "Who's in trouble this time? Xiaoyuan helped you pull people back, right?"

Yan Jiu dodged her gaze.

"again?"

"Yeah, Xiao Jiu is the type who always needs others to help save people. If you say he doesn't save people, he can't do it. If he does, he has to get others to help him. Never once did he rely on his own ability to save people. Yes," Yan Ling smiled helplessly, and wiped her son's mouth with a tissue, "Look, your mother is still serving you like your ancestors, and you are asking Xiaoyuan to be your subordinate. How can you be more reliable? "

Guiders are not born with strong attack power, and even difficult to defend.

Qiao Yuan and Yan Jiu thought of what Fang Tianqing said, and their expressions became a little complicated.

What Qiao Yuan thought was how to prevent this troublemaker from asking for trouble if he wanted him to come over.

What Yan Jiu thought was that she really needed to hug a strong thigh, otherwise she would be tied up to save someone sooner or later.

The three of them ate dinner "happily". Yan Ling shook off all kinds of bad things about Yan Jiu, and Yan Jiu's mouth was stuffed with food. The other party laughed out of control.

Qiao Yuan was about to leave after the meal. Before he left, he said to Yan Jiu: "Stay at home these few days, don't run around, you've been recruiting ghosts, and if you're disabled, please give me some peace of mind. If you have anything to do...or give me Yang Si called, and I have already set up a speed dial for you, and you can dial by pressing a button with your elbow..." He met the pair of eyes that looked at him pitifully like a hamster, suddenly clicked his tongue, and took it out of his pocket. A Taoist talisman: "Don't use it until the critical moment."

Yan Jiu was still staring at him, with watery eyes, like a pet domesticated by its owner.Since last night, he felt that this manic young master seemed to have changed into a different species. Although he still had a bad stomach, he was much gentler to himself.

Qiao Yuan's hands were itchy at the sight, and finally he couldn't hold back, and pinched that chubby face.

...Why would such an obedient hamster be raised by others?Amid Yan Jiu's screams, he thought.

What it's like to lose your hands, maybe you can only have a say if you experience it yourself.

Being taken care of by his mother as if he were a giant baby, he couldn’t even open the door, he had to wait for someone to defecate and defecate, and taking a bath was a shameful PLAY. The 20-year-old boy spent every day in the feeling of having no hands to cover his face and cry bitterly.While washing his little brother, Yan Ling smiled and said, "That's okay, now I have made up for all the things my mother didn't do for you when you were young. Although you've grown up a bit, it's a blessing not to have to be coaxed to sleep by me. Hey, your circumcision is really good..."

"..." Yan Jiu just wanted to jump into the toilet and be flushed away.

He tried to reduce this suffering by drinking less water, eating less and taking less baths, but Yan Ling was like a five-star nurse, asking him if he was hungry or thirsty, and it was time to take a bath. After a week passed, Yan Jiu not only Didn't lose weight, but also rounded a lot.

Even if he was thirsty in the middle of the night, Yan Ling thoughtfully put a drinking glass with a straw on the bedside for him. If Yan Jiu woke up from thirst, he could drink a few sips with the straw in his mouth.

Such days are moist and suffocating.

Recently, she wakes up a lot in the middle of the night, Yan Jiu can only use her feet to push open the glass door between the room and the balcony, and go outside to blow some air.

His house is on the third floor, in the densely packed old city. From the balcony, there is a small park and a temple of the God of Wealth, and the view is fairly wide.The boy squatted on the balcony to blow the wind for a while, and finally felt that his chest was not so stuffy. He was about to go back, but before he turned around, he saw a white figure jumping out of the Temple of the God of Wealth and running towards the park.

A figure also climbed over the wall from the Temple of the God of Wealth, a little embarrassed, but it was better to move quickly and not be thrown far by the white shadow.

Yan Jiu rubbed his eyes.

He had always believed in his own vision, but what he saw at this moment was a giant white fox, and he still couldn't believe it.He has seen a lot of ghosts in the countryside, but he has never seen a fox of this size and color, and the guy who the fox follows from afar, even if he can't see the face clearly, he is very familiar with the coat of arms embroidered on the sleeve. familiar.

Fang's Heavenly Master is chasing a fox?

Yan Jiu couldn't help poking his head out again - it was this moment that made his stomach turn green with regret.

The white fluff brushed his cheeks and ran into the room. Yan Jiu turned around subconsciously, and saw the white fox grinning at him and threatening: "Close the door and come in! Don't make a sound! Otherwise, I'll bite your throat off! "

Yan Jiu's legs went limp, and she slumped on the ground leaning against the railing of the balcony.

Seeing his reaction, the fox immediately jumped over, grabbed him by the back collar, abruptly dragged the boy who was heavier than him into the room, closed the glass door with his paws, and drew the curtains.

After doing all this, Yan Jiu finally came to his senses, and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do, Daxian? I don't have anything to eat here..."

"You can see me." The white fox approached him slowly with a low voice.

Hey, it's the dog eyes again! "I, I didn't plan to do anything to Daxian! I couldn't sleep and just came out to get some air!" He quickly raised his hands with plaster casts and said, "Look, what can I do to you?"

"That's right, I want to hide here with you."

"... Ga?" All the signs of weakness were choked in his throat at this moment.

The white fox curled its tail around its limbs, and the fox's face looked extremely sinister under the light of the orange floor lamp: "I'm going to stay with you for a few days, as long as you don't have any wrong thoughts, I won't hurt you." , otherwise..." He bared his sharp teeth and threatened, "It only takes two seconds to bite your throat."

Yan Jiu shuddered, and tried to squeeze out a flattering smile: "Don't worry, Daxian, I will definitely keep the secret."

Master Fang, I have a big fox here!Come on! ! ! ! ! !

The screaming in the belly didn't work after all, after half an hour of confrontation between one person and one fox in the room, the white fox finally put down his vigilance, leaned down and began to lick the fluff on his abdomen.

The hair there has been stained with some blood, obviously injured.

Yan Jiu was already drowsy from waiting, seeing it licking its fur like a stray cat that got lost in someone else's house, she suddenly felt less nervous.Only then did he feel the chill on his body, shivering and quickly got into the bed.

Don't fall asleep. If he is killed, he will really never get up.He kept warning himself in the warm bed.

Ten seconds later, Yan Jiu fell asleep.

...It turned out that he was not dreaming, but fortunately he was not dead.

Yan Jiu thought desperately when she woke up and saw a furry fox's butt beside the bed.

He tiptoed up, trying not to wake up the fox coiled into a ball of fur, tiptoed to the door, and carefully opened the open door with his waist. Just as he was about to run out, he felt a warm feeling on his neck. , a white scarf appeared.

"..." Urine almost burst out in fright.

"Are you going to ask for help?" The scarf turned into a fox sneered in his ear, "Just say a word, and your throat will..."

"I'm just going to the toilet!" Yan Jiu quickly explained.

The fox didn't make another sound, but the scarf didn't disappear either.Yan Jiu looked for his mother with a straight face, but Yan Ling couldn't see his scarf at all, so she washed his face, rinsed his mouth and fed him as usual, and then went out to buy vegetables.

As soon as Yan Ling went out, the fox let go of Yan Jiu again, and walked around the room sightseeing. The boy was lying on the sofa, thinking about how to save his life.

Although this guy said that if he did not die, he would not die, but he never believed the words of monsters, especially the cunning fox.He had heard the story of using one bite to kill him many times when he was a child, and Yan Jiu felt even less safe when his hands were inconvenient.

The TV was on, and the sound was very noisy. The fox found a half-eaten chicken in the kitchen, and was nibbling with relish on the chicken leg left by his mother. On his left hand... was a mobile phone.

Alas!He also has a big brother!

While looking at the fox from the corner of his eyes, he turned on the phone with his toes, opened the address book, found Qiao Yuan's name, and pressed the connect button...

Aww, my toes are so sore!As soon as the boy, who was already sweating profusely in just half a minute, saw the fox approaching with the chicken leg in his mouth, he immediately covered the phone with his whole foot, cut off the call he had just connected, and then quickly kicked the phone into the crack of the sofa.

"This is my chicken leg!" He covered his panic with accusations.

If he wanted to change his usual routine, he would have knelt down and said that Daxian is delicious, so you should eat more, but...that damned fox really ate his favorite chicken leg! !Even he was willing to eat twice, a chicken only has two drumsticks!

"I'll give you one back next time." The fox promised nonchalantly, with his mouth full of oil.

I believe a fart!

A chicken with two legs!Where did you get a single leg back for me!

Hey, that's not right... Young Master Qiao, have you received my request for help?

When grief and anger were mixed, the phone suddenly rang.

The mobile phone caught in the gap was finally found by the fox. It squinted its long and narrow eyes and looked at the boy who said "Why is my mobile phone here?": "Who is it?"

"I don't know, can you take it out for me?" Yan Jiu's back was covered with cold sweat.

Fox Claw pulled out the phone, and when Yan Jiu was pleasantly surprised to see that it was Master Qiao who called back, that paw "chirp" and pressed it.

"..."

"..."

IPHONE100 cracked and crashed.

"That's my cell phone!! You're killing him even if you haven't used up the free phone bill!" Yan Jiu completely broke down, forgetting her situation and yelling at it, "If you don't let me pick it up! It's ruined What is he doing! You murderer! Give me back my apple! Ahhh! My apple!! My mother bought it for me after reducing my pocket money for five months!"

After he finished yelling, the fox also broke down, baring his teeth and yelling back at him: "I accidentally pressed it! Who made him so fragile and thin! Shut up! Don't cry! If you cry again, I will bite you to death!"

"You... just come and stay at my house, don't destroy my things! I don't have much money! You also destroyed my mobile phone..." For this furry animal, no matter how sharp its teeth are, it will not deter it much. Although Yan Jiu lowered his voice a lot, he continued to accuse.

"..." The fox stuffed the phone back into the gap guiltily, jumped off the sofa, and continued to eat chicken.

Yan Jiu is not only sad about his mobile phone, but also his only chance to ask for help.

This fox broke through the tempered glass screen after only one move. How much strength should it have?

Hey, big brother, help...

Perhaps his grief moved the heavens, and just as the fox spit out the last chicken bone, there was a hasty knock on the door.

This kind of frequency, this kind of momentum of ignoring the existence of the doorbell, who else but his elder brother? !

Yan Jiu jumped up from the sofa and shouted at the door: "Brother, help! The door is unlocked!"

The fox quickly spit out the bones and pounced on Yan Jiu.The boy who had rehearsed it hundreds of times in his mind turned around and went into the toilet, closing the door behind him!

There was the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong fighting in the hall, and Yan Jiu was terrified when he heard it, and couldn't help pleading outside: "Brother, don't smash the furniture, I can't explain it to my mother!"

The fighting sound slowed down a bit, but soon there was an even more irritating sound, followed by Qiao Yuan's voice: "What kind of monster are you?"

After all, Yan Jiu couldn't hold back her curiosity about the extent of the damage to the home, so she opened the door with her body and looked into the hall.

There was no mess outside as imagined, only his heavy coffee table was turned up and stood between Qiao Yuan and the fox.

"Hmph, I'm not such an inferior thing as a monster." The white fox's fur was a little messy, obviously he had just fought hard with Qiao Yuan.

Yan Jiu leaned against the door frame, peeking at their confrontation.

The eldest brother is so handsome... He looked at Qiao Yuan's side face, a little dazed.

Qiao Yuan is a beauty in the first place, not to mention her exquisite facial features, and her figure is so good that she looks like a model in everything she wears. Today, she is still wearing a black slim suit with a khaki woolen coat, which is completely different from her usual clothes. different.

Usually, if it is 100 points, today it is simply 120 points that make the mouth dry.

When he was in a daze, the fox suddenly attacked and attacked Qiao Yuan again!

Yan Jiu found that Qiao Yuan didn't take out his usual short knife this time. Obviously, he came in a hurry this time. He used a stick he picked up casually to deal with the fox's attack. No wonder he was about to overturn the table so violently just now.

Without a weapon, Qiao Yuan was slowly struggling.No matter how thick the woolen coat is, it can be scratched by the fox's claws. If it is more precise, it can scratch that beautiful face.

Yan Jiu trembled.

"Go away!" He rushed over and knocked away the fox fighting with Qiao Yuan with his body, "Don't hurt my elder brother!"

Astonishment flashed across Qiao Yuan's eyes, and he quickly threw him behind him: "Hide behind! You crippled fellow!"

"There are kitchen knives in the kitchen! You, you go and get them! I can hold them up first!" Yan Jiu is really going all out, if Qiao Yuan is defeated, he will also suffer, so he has to fight for some chances for him to win .

For a moment, he felt that he was much taller.

Until the fox pounced on him, Yan Jiu couldn't help covering his face with his hands—it was so scary!

"..."

"..."

"..."

The fox with its teeth stuck in the plaster was hanging in the air, with a desperate wail from its throat.