Buried fire

"I think," Lu Huanyi struggled to poke his head out of Yin Zhu's arms. He swallowed and looked at the ground. Yin Zhu had already led him to fly quite high. If he let go of this height, he would fall to his death directly." You should calm down."

"Okay," Yin Zhu said, "I'm calming down."

"Calm down." Lu Huanyi slammed his head back hard, hitting Yin Zhu's chin, and the other party was still flying without blinking, "You're fucking strangling me to death!"

"I'm not angry." Yin Zhu remained calm on the surface, "very calm."

Lu Huanyi gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The wound on the right arm is still oozing blood. The wound is small, but it really hurts. When the ghost grabbed it just now, the yin energy in the claws also attached to the wound. It is difficult to deal with. I have to go back to the teacher. The door asked the third uncle to help with it.

The wind made his face hurt, and Lu Huanyi buried his face in Yin Zhu's arms again. After a while, his face was sweated by the scalding heat of the big monster, so he could only raise his head to blow the air again.

After repeated several times, he finally arrived at the teacher's gate. Yin Zhu was quite familiar with the teacher's gate, so he went directly to the door of the third uncle's house, opened the door and went in.

"Hey, Pu Huai said you were injured?" Third Martial Uncle hadn't slept yet, got up and looked at Lu Huanyi, "Injury... Where is it? Leg?"

"No," Lu Huanyi patted Yin Zhu's arm vigorously with his backhand, and when Yin Zhu reluctantly put him on the ground, he walked over a few steps and raised his arm, "It hurts here."

"Let me see." The third uncle grabbed his arm and took a look, and after confirming it, he turned and went to dispense the medicine.

Yin Zhu was still standing at the door, staring at Lu Huanyi intently.

Lu Huanyi didn't dare to meet his gaze, looking at the ceiling and the floor for a while, even picked up the medicine bottle that the third uncle put on the table and glanced twice, but didn't look at Yin Zhu.

"It hurts a little," Third Master Uncle brought some herbs over, "bear it."

"Yeah." Lu Huanyi was already a little numb from the pain.

"It's alright, go out with your second senior brother to catch something," the third senior uncle said while gently applying medicine to Lu Huanyi's arm, "Didn't you open a coffee shop in the city?"

"...Isn't the money not enough?" Lu Huanyi twitched the corner of his mouth, "following the second senior brother to earn extra money."

Third Master Uncle gave him a white look, "Be careful too."

Actually, be careful enough.

Lu Huanyi felt that he had never been so careful before, and stepped into the rumored haunted house lightly, holding the dagger tightly in his hand, and did not go to the back, the most vulnerable position.

But he was still scratched by a ghost.

Because when I went out, I said to Yin Zhu, "I'm going to the supermarket next door to buy a can of Coke, don't follow me", so at the moment when Lu Huanyi saw the wound bleeding, Lu Huanyi was stunned, and the first thing that popped up in his mind Thoughts are not painful.

Instead, it's over, Yin Zhu is about to get angry again.

But Yin Zhu was not angry. Lu Huanyi hadn't returned for a long time. After following the smell, he saw the wound on Lu Huanyi's arm at a glance. In seconds, the ghost took two steps forward to hug Lu Huanyi and started flying towards the gate of the teacher.

"Say hello to Third Martial Uncle for me!"

Lu Huanyi also heard Lu Puhuai shout on the ground.

"Okay," Third Martial Uncle took care of the wound, "Get up tomorrow morning and wash off the medicine."

"That's all right?" Lu Huanyi looked at the third uncle.

"Yeah, it's not a serious injury." The third uncle began to pack up his medicine, "Pu Huai suddenly sent a letter saying that you were injured, I thought what was wrong with you, it's just your injury, you come later... ..."

"Huh?" Lu Huanyi looked at her.

"It can't be cured either," Third Martial Uncle sighed, "Forget it, let's go play."

After speaking, he took out a toffee from his pocket, and started to drive the two of them out regardless of the reason.

"Go home." Yin Zhu pulled Lu Huanyi's uninjured arm.

"...Yes." Lu Huanyi replied vaguely.

Yin Zhu's current attitude makes Lu Huanyi very upset. A person who is used to playing straight balls suddenly starts to beat around the bush, holding back what he has to say before letting you guess. This kind of emotion is really not conducive to the coexistence of two people.

After returning home, Lu Huanyi simply wiped his body and went out of the bathroom. Yin Zhu was still standing in the living room in a daze. After Lu Huanyi came out, his eyes were glued to Lu Huanyi's body, and he couldn't tear it off.

"Master," Lu Huanyi sat down on the sofa, took a pillow and hugged her, "Come over and have a chat."

Only then did Yin Zhu move his steps, walked to sit next to Lu Huanyi, took away the pillow with the Shiba Inu printed on his arms, and stretched his arms into his arms, "What are you talking about?"

Lu Huanyi's arms were empty, and after a while, he pursed his lips and hugged Yin Zhu's arm, "Why are you so calm?"

"You let me calm down," Yin Zhu looked at him sideways, "isn't it good?"

"Well, you are a big plane," Lu Huanyi pinched his arm, "...I lied to you because I was wrong, mainly because you are a big monster, and those ghosts can sense you and run away from more than 3000 kilometers away Without a trace... How can we catch ghosts, so I didn't tell you what I was going to do, but if I told you, you must follow me, right?"

Yin Zhu still looked at him and said nothing.

"Just say what you feel," Lu Huanyi said, "I can prescribe the right medicine and apologize to you, can't I?"

Yin Zhu answered vaguely.

Lu Huanyi stopped talking, stared at him, pinched his arm from time to time to express his displeasure.

After a while, Yin Zhu still didn't speak.

Lu Huanyi thought for a while, picked up his phone and played "Am I the one you love the most", when the singer sang "Am I the one you love the most, why don't you speak", Yin Zhu finally spoke .

First he sighed, and his tone of voice was a bit confused when he spoke, "Is it because I can't help you with anything?"

"Huh?" Lu Huanyi took the phone and paused the song.

"You took me to brew the wine, and you found the house. Now you are going to open a coffee shop." Yin Zhu paused, "I still can't help you with anything."

"Ah." Lu Huanyi looked at him.

"Can I help you with anything?" Yin Zhu said.

"That's why you?" Lu Huanyi looked at Yin Zhu, and his memory went back a few days. It was true that something was wrong with Yin Zhu a few days ago, but he was busy with the decoration of the store, so he didn't care too much. superior.

"...Well," Yin Zhu frowned, he probably felt much more comfortable after speaking out what was in his heart, and his expression became a little richer, "Well! That's why!"

"...you can help me," Lu Huan thought for a while, "help me..."

"Yeah." Yin Zhu nodded, waiting for his next sentence.

But what can Yin Zhu do to help.

What can this person who usually sweeps without bending his knees help?

Go sit outside the store to attract female customers?The face is indeed pretty... But Lu Huanyi is not willing to part with it.

besides……

"I can help you make money." Seeing that Lu Huanyi couldn't come up with a conclusion for a long time, Yin Zhu reminded him aloud.

"How do you make money?" Lu Huanyi looked at him, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll go to work," Yin Zhu said, "Don't catch ghosts anymore, I can still make money by working."

Lu Huanyi pursed his lower lip and remained silent.

Not to mention that Yin Zhu is a monster, and he has no documents at all. The second senior brother gets tens of thousands of points for catching a ghost. What kind of work does Yin Zhu have to do to earn tens of thousands?

But when he raised his eyes, the serious light in Yin Zhu's eyes made Lu Huanyi a little unable to say no.

And I lied to him tonight.

"...I," Lu Huanyi pondered for a while, "I'll think about it again."

"Okay." Yin Zhu replied loudly, leaning back on the sofa comfortably as if a heart had been beating in his throat for a long time and finally fell back to his chest. After a while, he suddenly withdrew his arm from Lu Huanyi's hand Come out and look at him coldly, "Lu Huanyi."

"What?" Lu Huanyi was taken aback.

"You lied to me," Yin Zhu said, "You clearly said that you just went downstairs to buy a Coke!"

"Ah." Lu Huanyi looked away.

"It's still injured!" Yin Zhu continued.

"Hmm..." Lu Huanyi stood up, picked up the pillow that Yin Zhu had thrown aside, and put it back on the sofa.

"It's bleeding!" Yin Zhu was still saying.

"Ah! It's bleeding! I'm going to die! I'm going to die now! I'm going to hell immediately!" Lu Huanyi turned over and sat on Yin Zhu's lap, and stretched out his hand to flick his forehead, "Why are you so annoying, sir..."

"It's bleeding." Yin Zhu stretched out his hand to press the back of his neck, lowered his head, and leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth.

"Work! Go out to work tomorrow!" Lu Huanyi glared at him, "Work! Make money!"

"Okay," Yin Zhu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm going to make money."