Tianshi Museum

On the way, Xia Zha said, "Speaking of which, this is also strange."

Shen Gun: "How to say?"

"Since we're eating in the same place, at least from this point of view, the consumption levels of the two parties are comparable."

That being the case, why bother to be superior, like a winner in life.

Hearing Xia Zha's doubts, Shen Gun replied: "It should be about clothes."

Although the restaurant is expensive, it cannot reach the level of high-end consumption. It is normal for ordinary people to come here for consumption occasionally.It may be that the clothes of the two of them are not high-end, nor are they well-known high-end brands.

Shen Gun also has cassocks, but he wears ordinary clothes most of the time.He doesn't care about brands when he wears clothes, he doesn't buy those high-end famous brands, he only asks for the right fit - the style fits, the price is reasonable, and the fabric is normal.

In addition, because of the cleansing methods such as talismans, Shen Gun's clothes are extremely damaged, and his desire for foreign objects is extremely low. Therefore, after his height has not increased in recent years, he rarely buys new clothes , back and forth or the previous ones.

If things go on like this, Shen Gun has left an impression of an ordinary family.

As a campus legend in the university era, Shen Gun's identity as "high, poor and handsome" is almost known to everyone.In the campus forum, there are also posts mentioning that he may be from a poor family and has to work and study, so he does not participate in other school activities.

And when he bought clothes for Xia Zha, he cared more about whether they were comfortable or not, so there were expensive ones as well as cheap ones.

It just so happened that the two of them were wearing cheap clothes today.

Knowing the reason, Xia Zha teased Shen Gong: "It seems that everyone misunderstood that your life is not easy."

Although Shen Gun didn't want to admit it, but the reality is like this, he laughed at himself: "It's not a misunderstanding, I don't have any daily savings."

Anyway, as long as Xia Zha doesn't think he is poor, he can get what they need, and they can let others think what they want.

"What does it matter?" Xia Zha turned to praise, "You look handsome in anything you wear."

Shen Gun was once again distracted by the undisguised blunt words: "...that's true."

Xia Zha's eyebrows and eyes were even more curved.

The two accompanied each other to look at the grand Christmas tree on the square of the Cun business district.

Afterwards, I went back to their shop to get the model, and then returned to the Tianshi Museum.

Shen Gun and Xia Zha worked together to assemble the Christmas tree model. Xia Zha, as he said, picked out some beads and pearls from the burials in the tomb, and put them on red silk thread to decorate the Christmas tree.Those jewels are interspersed with the original candies and red socks on the tree, and the night lights are turned on, which is indescribably exquisite and peculiar.

As expected, Xiaolingjiao really liked this strange and exotic tree. After the decorative night light on the tree was powered on, it coiled around the trunk, like a patron saint.

Xia Zha knelt down and nodded its head: "Merry Christmas."

"grumble!"

"This is the first time I celebrate this festival, and it must be the first time you have heard the blessings of this festival. :" Ji~"

Xia Zha bent his eyes and said in a soft voice, "We've all settled down in modern times."

Hearing this, Shen Dun looked soft.

Ling Jiao shook his head cutely: "Chi Chi!"

Xia Zha stroked it gently: "Yes, the Tianshi Museum is very good."

Ling Jiao: "Jiji!" But Shen Dagon is not good!

"He's fine too." Xia Zha asked while touching his head, "Are you Xiao Aojiao too?"

Hearing this, Lingjiao retracted his head into his body and stopped moving.

Xia Zha turned his head, looked at Shen Gun and smiled.

at night.

About Qi Fengmao, Xia Zha thought about it, and after asking Cun Chengun for his opinion, he contacted Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao: How is it? Today's inch is not bad, right?

Xia Zha: ^-^ Yes, the meal is very good, thank you very much.No inch, there is something I want to ask you.

Lao Zhao: Then why are you being polite? Just say it!

Xia Zha: The thing is like this, when we were having dinner, we ran into a college classmate of Shen Gong named Qi Fengmao.But this Mr. Qi seems to be hostile to Shen Gong. Do you know the reason?

Old Zhao: ...

Old Zhao: Don't pay attention to that little bastard!

Lao Zhao: Qi Fengmao, to paraphrase the most popular saying nowadays, is—"so ordinary, but so confident".When he was in high school, he felt that he was invincible. However, since then, his grades and appearance have been inferior to Shen Gun. It is said that the girl who confessed to him in college also likes Shen Gun, so he regards Shen Gun as a competitor.

Lao Zhao: Shen Gun is so busy, how could he have the time to pay attention to him, if you meet him by chance like today, it will take time to remember his name.

Xia Zha: That's right.

Lao Zhao: Hahahahaha, I find it funny when I think about it, how stupid do you think he is to regard himself as an object that can compete with Shen Dang?He didn't know until now that he and Old Shen were no longer in the same dimension.Having said that, only a silly roe deer can be silly. You see, we normal people have had enough of the hardships of life.

Looking at Lao Zhao's message, Xia Zha read: "Silly roe deer..."

Shen Gun: "Didn't you see the stupid roe deer?"

Xia Zha shook his head, there was no such creature in the place where he used to live.

Shen Gun explained: "Roe deer, deer family, scientific name dwarf deer, Oriental roe deer, Siberian roe deer. Slender neck, big eyes, big ears, no fangs, short tail."

After explaining, Shen Gun asked: "Do you know why you say it is stupid?"

Xia Zha shook his head again.

"Because it sees the enemy, not only will it not hide, but it will be curious. If you find a roe deer while hunting, you only need to shout in the forest, and it will stay in place stupidly, look around to find the source of the sound, and even run to you. Look around and see who you are, what you're doing, and why you're making noise."

Xia Zha was amused.

Xia Zha replied to Lao Zhao: Okay, we probably understand.I'll see you again at the class reunion, and it depends on the situation if you want to remind him.

Lao Zhao: Remind me what?

Shen Gun connected the phone and sent a voice directly: Remind him that he is full of evil spirits, abstinence and health preservation, otherwise he will die.

Old Zhao: ...

Old Zhao:!

The next day.

Unfortunately, the Christmas tree model was crushed by Ling Jiao because it climbed to the top of the tree and slept cross-legged all night.

Shen Gun: "Too fat."

Ling Jiao: "..."

Although the Xiaolingjiao looks small and is normally only one meter long, it is a spiritual creature that has been cultivated for 200 years, so it is actually very important.

When awake, it can control its size and weight.However, when it was sleeping last night, it had a sweet dream. It forgot that it was not in the nest for a while, and regained its original weight, crushing the model.

Lingjiao was sad and resigned to his fate. With his claws, he carefully took off the jewels that Xia Zha had hung on one by one, and placed them in a row next to his nest. look.

Xia Zha put away all the beads, and then he straightened the broken top of the Christmas tree.

Seeing this, Shen Gun said: "Put it away when it's broken, and replace it with a new one next year. I don't plan to keep it at home. The style is wrong. It's just that some guys should lose weight?"

Ling Jiao: "Ji..."

Okay, just cut it down...

Of course, Lingjiao failed to lose weight successfully, but was nourished by the spiritual energy and became more rounded day by day.

Fast forward to the new year.

Taking advantage of this time, Shen Gun and Xia Zha cleaned and tidied Tianbo's exhibition hall, and replaced a few magical artifacts on display, with related explanations written on the wooden sign next to it.Part of the exhibition hall was tidied up in an orderly manner-although no one would come to visit it.

On the TV, I don't know which channel Ling Jiao is tuned to, but the host started the countdown to the new year with enthusiasm.

When the countdown came to an end, Shen Gun and Xia Zha subconsciously looked at each other.

The time between the old and the new just passed by so plainly.

During Cunjie, there are very few supernatural commissions coming to the door, perhaps because the festival crowd dilutes the fear of the unknown.Taking advantage of his free time, Shen Gun refined the wooden fan that he had given to Xia Zha earlier, and then refined the jade into a formation plate, and went to the place where the spiritual eye was to strengthen the formation.

A week later.

Shen Gun was away on business, Xia Zha stayed at Tianbo, reading and studying.As for Little Fat Jiao, he didn't know where to play in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, Shen Gun sent a message to Xia Zha, saying that he bought something online, and the express delivery was placed in the express cabinet at the alley, and he needed his help to pick it up, and sent him a pick-up code.

Xia Zha put down the book in hand and walked outside.

Shen Gun didn't tell him what the specific package was. At first, Xia Zha thought it would be an ordinary express carton, but when he got it, he found it was a stack of unpackaged letter paper.The letter paper is soft to the touch, but the color is light yellow but uneven. The horizontal lines on it are wider than ordinary letter paper, and the color and format are not like those printed.

Xia Zha took the paper and walked back into the house. He wanted to put it on the table and reply to Shen Gong, but he just picked up the phone and saw the message sent by Shen Gun first.

Shen Gun: Got it?

Xia Zha: Well, it’s on the table.

Shen Gun: Okay, let’s make a wish.

Xia Zha: Make a wish?

Shen Gun: Birthday wish.

Xia Zha: Health...

Before Xia Zha finished typing, the lights in the room suddenly turned off. Before he could turn his head to see what happened, he saw the letter paper that was originally placed on the table suddenly glowing brightly.The light of the stationery is not harsh, it is the same color as they are rendered, soft and gentle.

Under Xia Zha's gaze, the stack of letter papers rose slowly, and the words "Happy Birthday" appeared from top to bottom on the first sheet.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the letter papers scattered in all directions, one by one queuing up and floating in front of Xia Zha, each with lovely patterns and patterns emerging.Xia Zha took a closer look and found that the patterns were actually cute little matchstick figurines. The figurines are simple in composition and have different movements. The background is lightly outlined like an ink painting, and he can distinguish landscapes and buildings.

The papers appeared in front of Xia Zha one by one in an orderly manner like a queue, and then dissipated and shattered, turning into sporadic warm yellow fluorescent lights, filled with halos of light, floating in the air.

At the same time, Xia Zha discovered that the movements of those stick figures were actually recreating his past few months in modern times—starting with the cute long-haired figure lying in a square, the ponytail The villain walked all the way, and after knocking on a door, the picture turned into two villains... and finally there was an extra dragon.

On the last piece of paper is Xia Zha's sketch when he was reading a book. This piece did not dissipate, but fell steadily, and was caught by the little fat dragon who appeared at an unknown time.

Xiao Pangjiao looked very excited, and yelled "Chiji" incessantly, the meaning of which was unclear, but it was just expressing happiness.It put the sketch on the table, stretched out its paws to point at the fluorescent lights around it, and stretched out its paws to grab the ones that floated in front of it, and the light spots caught in the paws slipped away from the claws in a short while.

Xia Zha put away the sketch and looked at the surrounding lights.

It is indeed too beautiful.

He even felt that the light spot was warm.

At this moment, the birthday song, which is well known to modern people but very unfamiliar to Xia Zha, sounded. Among the thousands of light spots, Shen Gun came out with a cake in one hand and a gift in the other.

Xia Zha instantly showed his face.

Shen Gun put the cake on the table and handed over the gift box: "Happy 20th birthday."

Xia Zha took the gift box in a daze.

He recalled that when he regained his memory, he had indeed said that he still had a few months before his 20th birthday—a virtual age.At that time, Shen Gun said that it would be his birthday.

He has forgotten, but he still remembers.

He couldn't help being moved: "Troubleshoot."

The cake is not big, but delicate and lovely, Xia Zha even felt that he could smell the tangy aroma.

Shen Gun lit the birthday candles and said, "This is the first time I've made a cake. It's handmade, and it looks good. Come, make a wish."

Xia Zha imitated the appearance on TV, clasped his hands and closed his eyes.

His heart was empty of desires, his long-cherished wish in the previous life was gone, and he didn't find what he was looking for in this life, so he only wished that the people around him would be safe and successful.

Then he opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

"Open the gift first or cut the cake first." Shen Gun asked him, his silhouette and voice were a little more gentle than usual.

Xia Zha: "Can I open the present?"

Shen Gun stretched out his hand as a gentleman: "Please."

Xia Zha carefully unwrapped the gift, and Lingjiao leaned in to watch the excitement, and gathered the unpacked silks and satins into his arms one by one.

The gift was a small black jade hair crown, carved with clouds and cranes, simple and exquisite, with hidden aura.

Xia Zha said happily, "I like it very much."

"Twenty was a weak crown in ancient times. You have to perform the crown ceremony, and the elders give you words." Shen Gun picked up the hair crown, and walked behind Xia Zha while talking, "Based on the age at birth, I am how old you are. It’s barely half an elder, so I’ll help you pick out the characters.”

Xia Zha: "Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Shen Gun tied up Xia Zha's blue silk with a hair crown, and said: "Since you open your eyes, it will be a dream for a thousand years, and you will forget the fate calculated by the old Taoist priest. You said 'Zha' means premature death, then I will take it for you." The word - Heqiao."

Xia Zha murmured: "He Qiao?"

Shen Gun: "A crane counts a thousand years, and Qiao Song's life span."

Xia Zha turned around and looked at Shen Gong.

"Xia Heqiao." Shen Gun looked down into his eyes, and said his name in a firm tone, "From now on, there is no such thing as premature death, only longevity."

The author has something to say: "Diary of a Little Zombie Raised by a Magic Stick"⑨

I couldn't help drawing a sketch for the little zombie while he was reading a book.

He thought I was drawing symbols, and thought I was very dedicated.

Give this painting to him on his birthday.