Help, I accidentally picked up the beast

When the three of Cai Han found He Ming, it was already very late, Cai Han did not wake Mi Xiaoxiao, but called an emergency call, and the three of them worked together to send He Ming to the hospital.

As soon as he smelled the smell of disinfectant, He Ming woke up.

The doctor wrote a list, paid the fee, and did an examination. After a series of work, no trace of him being beaten was found.

After all, the Yin soldiers are ghosts, with a little more magic power than ordinary ghosts. It seems that they are smacking He Ming's mouth, but what they are actually smacking is his soul.

But pumping on the soul will only double the pain, and will not cause any real damage to the body. He Ming can only suffer from being dumb.

But he doesn't.

Sitting on the hospital bed in the corridor of the hospital, rolling around, playing hooligans, the beds in the city hospital are always tight, and it is night again, although the hospital is also busy at night, the ward area will still be extra quiet.

He Ming bared his teeth and claws and refused to leave. He stared at the three of Cai Han in the corridor, and poked his face with his bald nails. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very creepy. They beat me for a long time, and I can still hear the slap!"

The three of them shuddered, considering whether they should take him to a brain department or a neurology department.

Cai Han stretched out his hand to pull He Ming, but He Ming flung it away, clutching the bed rail with trembling arms and said, "There are ghosts in the funeral parlor!"

It's normal for He Ming to be crazy, it's the aftereffect of being pumped out of his soul, and it will be fine after a night of sleep.

In the end, Cai Han decided to stay with the bed and let Yang Jun and Zhao Lun go back.

It wasn't until Mi Xiaoxiao cooked the meal early in the morning that Cai Han brought He Ming back to normal. Mi Xiaoxiao scooped up a few bowls of pumpkin porridge and served them on the table.

"Is Uncle He feeling better?" He asked casually, and only woke up this morning to know what happened last night.

He Ming "hummed" and made no reply, Mi Xiaoxiao shrugged, went to the back kitchen to fill up the radishes soaked in mature vinegar, and when he came out, he listened to He Ming's call again.

Mi Xiaoxiao didn't sleep well last night. During these days, she was dizzy for half a month at first, and recently she had frequent nightmares, often waking up at night, really exhausted.

Thinking of the abnormal blood pressure of the last physical examination, he was going to check it out when he was paid. After all, life is so good, and he didn't want to die young.

When the meal was served, several people gathered around to eat, and Mi Xiaoxiao noticed that He Ming kept looking up at him.

"What's the matter?" Mi Xiaoxiao asked.

He Ming didn't dare to step into the back kitchen. After waking up, he still felt horrified when he recalled last night. After thinking about it, he felt that it had something to do with Mi Xiaoxiao.

He Ming raised his head and looked directly at Mi Xiaoxiao, the bloodshot eyes around his eyes had not subsided, like bent earthworms, crouching under his eyes.

"Director Cai doesn't dislike you for being a disaster star, but it turns out that you brought the disaster." He Ming didn't dare to mention any ghosts, but could only hint vaguely, "Look, I was an example last night. I hired a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits, and I will pay for it myself, everyone...do you have any opinions?"

The second half of the sentence is for Cai Han and the others.

Cai Han didn't quite believe He Ming's words, but he made it clear that he paid for it at his own expense and was an old employee, so he had to save face no matter what, so he nodded in agreement.

Mi Xiaoxiao didn't care, she just lowered her head and poured hot porridge and crispy radish into Huaci's small noodle bowl. After eating, she took Huaci with her to leave work.

After returning home, Mi Xiaoxiao simply tidied up the room, put the rattan chair beside the bed, looked at the flower speech with a smile, "Here, your exclusive nest."

Huaci frowned and jumped onto the rattan chair, but looked out the door with a pair of thick black eyes.

The rooms of Bai Yutian and Mi Xiaoxiao were facing each other, and the door of the master bedroom was tightly closed. Bai Yutian said that he was going to take online classes, but Mi Xiaoxiao didn't hear anything.

In the white and white living room, there was not enough light, and it barely reached the window, making it look a little gloomy.

Mi Xiaoxiao was extremely tired. After moving, he took out the things in those boxes bit by bit, put them on, and wiped them again. After a few days of tossing, everything was done.

He fell down on the big bed, and the overly soft mattress bounced him up again due to the pressure, so comfortable that he closed his eyes.

Mi Yue's memorial tablet was placed on the corner of the table, and Mi Xiaoxiao still had three pillars of fragrance in the morning and evening, but the smell in the room seemed to be covered that day, so it was obvious that he couldn't tell the difference.

Before he knew it, Mi Xiaoxiao fell asleep, but he didn't sleep well, feeling like he was half drunk.

Hua Ci stayed on the rattan chair, leaving a small gap in the door, during which Bai Yutian only came out twice.

Bai Yutian's temperament is really strange, Mi Xiaoxiao moved here for a few days, not only did the two of them not meet each other, they didn't even exchange a word.

Mi Xiaoxiao often has an illusion, as if Bai Yutian was just a figment of his imagination.

Huaci was a little cold after staying in the house for a long time, so he walked to the living room to catch the little sunshine left, and just as he jumped onto a coffee table by the French window, his jade hoof was dirty.

Hua Ci looked down, and there was a light layer of dust on the coffee table.

Mi Xiaoxiao woke up with a headache, and after boiling water to take a bath, she went back to the funeral home to work the night shift.

Entering the door, there were several yellow talisman seals stuck to the side wall of the courtyard. On the talisman seals, there were several strokes drawn in dragons and phoenixes, which were runes that he could not understand.

If you take another step, a few strands of sandalwood fragrance will float in, and the smell will spread everywhere, as if this is not a funeral parlor, but a temple full of incense.

A few laughs came from in front of the cremation workshop, the laughter was heavy and full of air, and the voice was not ordinary.

Sure enough, when Mi Xiaoxiao got closer, he saw an old man dressed as a Taoist priest holding a whisk, who seemed to be chatting with Cai Han and He Ming.

Just as Mi Xiaoxiao was about to get closer, Huaci jumped out of his arms restlessly and ran away, looking in the direction leading to the lounge.

Mi Xiaoxiao ignored him, and walked up to the old Taoist who turned around to look at him. The man with white hair and beard, with a fairy demeanor, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with a smile in his eyes, turned out to be Taoist Qiu Shao from Yueban Town.

He Ming was born in Yueban Town, so it's no surprise that he would invite Qiu Shao.

Qiu Shao waved his whisk, and came to Mi Xiaoxiao, looked him up and down, and asked, "But the little grandson of the Mi family?"

Mi Xiaoxiao nodded "Yes".

Looking carefully for a moment, Mi Xiaoxiao found that this person seemed to be the same as he was more than ten years ago.

Seeing this, He Ming leaned out intentionally, trying to block Qiu Shao's sight, "Master Dao, this little calamity—"

"He Xiaoyou speaks carefully." Qiu Shao slowly shook his head in disapproval, "Although Mi Xiaoyou's physique is different from ordinary people, but the world has always said that fortune and disaster are unpredictable, so how can a simple sentence be able to conclude."

Qiu Shao has a high status in Yueban Town. Although he has been living in seclusion and not caring about world affairs, his words are very influential.

"Thank you, Daoist." Mi Xiaoxiao bowed, thanking Qiu Shao for evaluating him without prejudice.

Qiu Shao waved his fly whisk, and asked again, "Did you not sleep well these days, do you have many dreams and wake up easily?"

Mi Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Qiu Shao to notice it after just looking at him, and immediately nodded in response, "I don't know if I'm tired, but I really can't sleep well."

Qiu Shao stroked his gray beard, the backs of his hands exposed under his sleeves were as white as paper, as if they had been coated with flour.

He turned around to look at He Ming again, and said calmly: "Your friend He's symptoms seem to have offended the gods. I wonder if it's convenient for Pindao to stay for one night so that we can find a solution?"

"Crash...a god?!" He Ming was stunned when he heard that.

Could it be that Mi Xiaoxiao, a bad luck ghost, influenced him?Didn't Mi Xiaoxiao invite the evil spirits, so he was accidentally injured?

Qiu Shao didn't repeat it again, only when He Ming acquiesced, he raised his head to look at Mi Xiaoxiao again, his dark brown pupils reflected the slightly pale face of the young man, he paused for a moment, then stepped into the back kitchen to check.

Seeing that there was one more person for dinner tonight, Mi Xiaoxiao planned to have a vegetarian table.

He has never cooked a vegetarian diet, he only pays attention to less oil and salt, no meat, and after cooking the meal quickly, he goes back to the lounge to find flowers.

It's strange to say, since he entered the door with Huaci, he hasn't left the lounge.

"Huahua?" Mi Xiaoxiao opened the door and called him, saw him lying on the bed thoughtfully, thought he was sick, so frightened, he rushed over to have a look.

Hua Ci raised his eyes, not very interested, and after rolling his eyes, he lowered them lazily.

Mi Xiaoxiao picked him up and shook his paw, "Take you to a vegetarian meal."

Just when he was about to leave, Hua Ci quickly jumped out of his arms, and then lay back on the bed, motionless.

It was rare for Mi Xiaoxiao to see Hua Ci not actively eating, so he could only sit down patiently, grabbed his paw, and coaxed him again.

When the palm touched the warm little claw, it touched Heihui, which happened to be rubbed by Huaci on the coffee table in the living room.

"Drilled coal is piled up here?" Mi Xiaoxiao teased him, took out a wet towel to help him wipe, the black ash stained the wet towel, and rubbed a long black mark.

Mi Xiaoxiao fought with Huaci for a long time, but in the end he could only compromise and eat by himself, and then packed the food in a small noodle bowl, and brought it back to him after eating.

Huaci was very quiet today, and after eating, she lay back on the bed and stayed honestly.

Mi Xiaoxiao felt that he was abnormal, and couldn't communicate with him, even guessing, she couldn't figure out why this little guy was so listless.

In the evening, the cold moon is like a hook, hooking a few stars.

Qiu Shao lifted his Taoist robe, walked into the back kitchen a few steps, stood at the position where He Ming was beaten yesterday, closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Not long after, two Yin soldiers came with long knives, they were not summoned by him, because Qiu Shao couldn't summon them either, they just passed by to deliver souls, and came in to have a look.

Yin Bing naturally knew that He Ming had invited someone, and the two of them folded their arms and looked at the old man, and snorted, "Who am I supposed to be, it was Qiu Shao."

Qiu Shao bowed with a smile, and briefly explained the reason.

Of course, Yin Bing couldn't mention that He Ming was beaten because of Mi Xiaoxiao, and he didn't dare to bring it to the Hall of Yama because of the small incident, so he said vaguely: "That fellow uttered lies and offended us, he deserves to be taught a lesson. As long as we live in peace in the future, I won't make things difficult for him."

Qiu Shao understood, sent the Yin soldiers away in a proper manner, turned to He Ming and said, "From now on, we must be cautious in our words and deeds, and stop talking nonsense."

He Ming was a little puzzled, and Zhao Lun beside him bluntly explained, "I told you to be fine and talk less, maybe which sentence offended the gods."

He Ming was at a loss for words, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Qiu Shao.

Qiu Shao smiled and left, came to Mi Xiaoxiao's door and knocked on the door, seeming quite interested in him.

Mi Xiaoxiao was leaning on the bed and rubbing sheep, poking Huaci's little face, rubbing Huaci's belly, annoyed him, and Huaci slapped him a few times with her jade hoof.

Hearing Qiu Shao's knock on the door, he paused and became alert first.