Minors are not allowed to enter

A good-looking skin may not be able to hold a serious soul. This old ghost who does not know how old is not a serious ghost at all. After hearing Xie Ran's question, he actually gave a serious "huh", and then said in a very serious way: " I don't even remember my last name, but since the sun is shining brightly today, I think you might as well call me Little Sun."

Xie Ran: "..."

The other party's tone was too serious, so that Xie Ran clearly heard that every word of this sentence was farting, but for a moment he vaguely doubted whether there was a one in ten thousand possibility of being true.

In the end, before Xie Ran could react, the other party frowned first, then shook his head again: "No, I'm not too young, so it's not appropriate to be called Little Sun... Otherwise, the scenery here is boundless, You can call me 'Jing Xuan'."

Scenery, environmental scenery; Xuan, the sun is warm.

Regardless of whether the name is real or not, at least it sounds like a serious name.

In this world, every living being has a secret, Xie Ran guessed that he probably didn't want to tell the truth, but he didn't get to the bottom of it: "My name is Xie Ran."

It is a courtesy to exchange names.

"I remember."

When Jing Xuan laughed, her eyes bent into crescents.

To be honest, if the other party hadn't snatched his bean curd without saying a word, Xie Ran still had a good impression of this ghost clan based on his face.

He felt that he was trapped in the trap of the "Appearance Association", and he couldn't help but lowered his head and cleared his throat: "You are a ghost, and you have no soul that can't be 'returned' at all... What painting can you buy me?"

"I really have something I want to draw..." Jing Xuan floated to the wall covered with white flowers, his gaze was a little far away, "I just remembered a while ago, many, many years ago... so long ago that I don't really remember what it is At that time, I once saw a cluster of real soul fire, which spread out and turned into thousands of sparks, lighting up the whole garden, but I can't remember where I saw it or who I saw it on."

He suddenly turned his head, and his deep eyes fell right on Xie Ran's pale face and pink lips, as if he wanted to see through him, "So I want a picture... "The Past" ", maybe I can think of something."

Within the Three Realms and Liuhe, even the four races of gods, ghosts, humans, and demons added together, no one can see through the past and the future.

When he heard the words "Soul True Fire", Xie Ran was basically sure that this nagging ghost brother was trying to make him happy.

Sure enough, association with appearance is not advisable, no matter how beautiful a femme fatale is, she is still a femme fatale.

Xie Ran showed that habitual cold face, and said indifferently: "If you are nervous, please seek help from the psychiatrist. You have gone to the wrong place."

"Hahahahaha, I didn't go wrong with the flowers on your wall." Jing Xuan leaned forward and back with a smile, and slowly retreated into the wall, "Besides, I won't leave, what can you do to me? Burn me with your fake fire, which is less than one-ten-thousandth of the 'True Soul Fire'? Let me tell you—"

"Is today's bean curd delicious?" Xie Ran interrupted him.

Jing Xuan paused, then stuck his head out again: "...It's delicious, will you still buy it tomorrow?"

Xie Ran raised the corner of his mouth with a half-smile: "Of course..."

Jing Xuan's eyes faintly revealed anticipation.

"...I won't buy it again."

"..."

Xie Ran finally got a trace of joy of victory from the other party's disappointed expression, and left the room with his mouth pursed.

The handbag that Gan Qiuli brought was still on the table, Xie Ran went over to open it, and took out the things inside one by one.

He has a soft spot for spicy food, and has no special preference other than that, but the lifespan of the monster race is too long compared to that of the human race. When there is no business in the store, he likes to make something to eat in the small kitchen, so Ingredients are also good things for him.

If Gan Qiuli gave some other gifts, Xie Ran might not accept them, it can only be said that these two things happened to hit Xie Ran's itching spot, and the gift was just right.

He put the glutinous rice cakes and chili oil back where they should be, while thinking about Cheng Cheng.

Resentment is a very mysterious thing. Some dead souls cannot be reincarnated for some reason, and wander around the world for several years, until they dissipate without giving birth to a single bit of resentment; while others may just die, and resentment enters the brain and turns into a ghost, and the resentment will never end... This Can't tell.

Just like the high incidence of depression in modern society, it is sometimes difficult to tell whether a person is sick or just "in a bad mood."

The same event, happening to the same person, may produce different emotions due to the difference in timing. In the final analysis, the human heart is too difficult to figure out.

Cheng Cheng still hasn't explained why he feels resentful, maybe he doesn't even know it himself.

After all, Xie Ran is not a Taoist priest, so he can't take his soul, but he is afraid that he will unconsciously turn into a ghost and harm others, so he can't let him go out.

Do you have a kid at home?

So complicated……

Xie Ran is used to being alone. I don’t know if there are any alchemists who collect souls in this city, and I don’t know what steps new dead ghosts need to follow to reincarnate, and I don’t know what to feed to raise a little ghost at home. Anxiety about being overwhelmed by a newly promoted father.

——How to take the child?

This is really a problem comparable to the three major problems in the world.

As for Jing Xuan, the ghost clan and the monster clan do not invade each other, he insists on not leaving, Xie Ran really has nothing to do.

Anyway...

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, he was poor and empty here, and there was nothing worth worrying about, maybe after a while, the other party would leave by himself.

……

In the morning, even the only bowl of bean curd was snatched away by Jing Xuan. Xie Ran didn't eat anything until noon. He was very hungry. He saw that Cheng Cheng didn't wake up in a short time, so he locked the door. Go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Strange to say, he would occasionally go to the nearby vegetable market to pick some ingredients, and he had never met anyone he knew. As a result, he met Gan Qiuli three times this morning alone—he caught a glimpse of her talking to the owner in front of a vegetable stall from a distance. What, then I packed a bag of vegetables and left.

Xie Ran hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

"Boss," he asked, "what did that woman... tell you just now?"

"Huh? Oh, she." The boss bent down and got under the booth, and quickly came out with a pile of green leaves, "Here, she came to ask for this. Go back and wash this thing, chop it up and put it in the pot to clean it Stir-fried, it’s delicious, and it’s also cool to remove the fire. When the conditions were not good, the older generation loved to eat this... Now no one eats it, and I can get a lot more every day. The poor woman, Husband doesn't want her anymore, he lost his job, and he still has a baby, tsk tsk, I said give it to her, but she doesn't want it, so I'll sell it to her for one yuan, anyway, if she doesn't buy it, I'll take the leaves Lost."

"What kind of leaf is this?" Xie Ran looked at Boss Quan's stall and recognized something similar, "...lettuce?"

"correct."

"Has she come before?"

"Come here, come here often. I've been selling lettuce for many years, and I've given her a lot in the past few years... She's only willing to buy some fresh vegetables for her son, and she can eat it by herself."

Xie Ran pursed his lips: "I'll buy two lettuces, put...the leaves as well, and just fry them?"

"That's right, salt and monosodium glutamate, you can look at it, you can eat it after frying. This thing is a bit bitter, but it's a good thing."

The boss quickly peeled two lettuces for him, and packed the leaves and stems in two separate bags.Xie Ran saw that it was only eight yuan.

Not expensive, at least he thinks it's not expensive.

"Boss, Ye Zi doesn't charge money?"

"Not many people want this thing," the boss waved his hand, "I'll give it to you, come to my place to sell vegetables next time!"

Merchants often give away some worthless things in order to attract customers. Xie Ran has been in the world for a long time, and he is still familiar with it. He didn't think it was too surprised, he just gave a light "um", paid the money and left.

Lettuce with leaves can make two dishes, Gan Qiuli and Cheng Cheng's mother and son can eat together, and add another meat dish to get rid of the meal. It really doesn't cost much.

That's how you save...

According to the original plan, he went to buy a piece of pork loin with a sullen face, and walked back to the studio along the road with two vegetables.

Xie Ran's current mood is a little hard to describe, he didn't make a sound, went into the small kitchen to wash the dishes, the pork loin slices were ready to be changed into a knife, and a bowl of tender kidneys was fried on high heat, and an egg was fried, and he cooked it for himself. A bowl of noodles.

There is no need to stir-fry the lettuce, just shred it and mix well. Only those leaves are left. It took him a few minutes to stir-fry a bowl of green vegetables and put them on the table.

He took out the chili oil that Gan Qiuli had given him, and sat down at the table silently and solemnly as if he was completing some ceremony.

"Wow, where are there so many delicious foods? Little Queer——"

Jing Xuan, who smelled the aroma of food, came out from nowhere and went straight to the dining table, but before he could finish his sentence, the inexhaustible blue flame suddenly shot from every inch of Xie Ran's body. The skin was blazing, and with the dining table as the center, the entire hall was illuminated into a bright and dazzling blue.

"..."

The opponent's fire does not burn people, but it can hurt ghosts.

Although Jing Xuan is not very afraid of these fires because of his high cultivation base, but he really doesn't want to touch Xie Ran's bad luck, he quickly retracted into the wall, and the voice came from the ceiling, "It's just something to eat, no need Is there such a big reaction?"

"Where's Cheng Cheng?" Xie Ran answered irrelevantly.

"Wake up soon." Jing Xuan said, "Put the fire away, and I'll bring him out."

"Ah."

Xie Ran lowered his eyes, didn't move his chopsticks, just opened the can of bright red chili oil, and spooned spoonfuls into the shredded lettuce.

"I..." Cheng Cheng, who was pulled out, rubbed his eyes and was a little confused for a while, "Why am I here?"

"Cheng Cheng." Xie Ran called him softly, "Come here."

The flames had been taken back by Xie Ran, Cheng Cheng didn't know that the place where he was standing was full of those flames that frightened him not long ago, so he walked over without hesitation: "Huh?"

"Have you seen this?" Xie Ran pointed at the bowl of green vegetable leaves.

"It seems... seen it?" Cheng Cheng, who had just woken up, was still not so clear-headed. After thinking for a while, he was sure that he hadn't remembered it, so he asked, "What is this?"

"How do dead souls eat?" Xie Ran looked at Jing Xuan.

"I don't know." Jing Xuan stretched out his head, thought for a while and said, "It should be okay to lend him a little yin energy?"

Xie Ran pursed his lips and stared at Jing Xuan.

"You want me to borrow it?"

Xie Ran still stared at him.

Jing Xuan smiled: "If you want me to borrow it, just say so."

A bit of black mist drifted out from Jing Xuan's body and landed between Cheng Cheng's eyebrows. After a while, his transparent body that was about to disappear seemed to become more condensed.Xie Ran pushed the bowl of stir-fried lettuce leaves in front of him, and set a pair of chopsticks for him.

"Try it." Xie Ran said.