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Xie Wujiu wanted to return to Xu Peak early the next morning.

It’s not because the twin bond has been loosened.

It's because Huaiyinpo is too noisy.

Before dawn, Tie Zhu was counting coins in the yard.

When the seventeenth coin was counted, Tang Cake jumped down from the eaves and stepped on the money basin.

Tie Zhu raised his head: "You owe me seventeen."

Tanggai held the dried fish in his mouth and said vaguely: "I am here to check whether the money has legs for you."

Ah Qing was hanging on the locust tree and laughing.

Aunt Liu was chopping stuffing in the kitchen, and the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board was as steady as chopping evil.

Shen Qingluo squatted by the well and washed her face. While washing, she calculated the cost of the talisman she had to go to Liang's house for re-examination today.

Xie Wujiu stood at the door of the warehouse, his brows aching.

All the evil spirits roaring at Guixu Peak are not as annoying as this courtyard.

Aunt Liu came out with breakfast. When she saw him standing, she immediately said: "Master, eat."

"Don't eat."

"You said the same thing last night and ended up drinking two bowls of soup."

"Tasteless."

Aunt Liu put the bowl on the table.

"You have to eat even if it's tasteless. You have formed a contract with Miss Shen now. What if something happens to you due to hunger and it backfires on this girl?"

Shen Qingluo immediately raised her head: "Will it backfire?"

Xie Wujiu said coldly: "No."

Song Yan came in from outside the hospital, holding several files that he had found in his hand: "The remaining records of the ancient contract are incomplete, but when the energy and blood of both parties are too weak, the contract line will indeed be unstable."

Shen Qingluo looked at Xie Wujiu.

Xie Wujiu looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan lowered his head: "I only talk about the files."

Shen Qingluo pushed the bowl in front of Xie Wujiu.

"Eat."

Xie Wujiu sneered: "You order me?"

"It's not an order." Shen Qingluo said seriously, "It's to reduce my unexpected losses."

Xie Wujiu: "..."

Aunt Liu smiled and gave Shen Qingluo a piece of scallion pancake.

"The girl is right."

Xie Wujiu finally sat down.

He ate very quietly, taking chopsticks and spoons at a time, as if he were doing some boring business.Whether it's soup or pancakes, they all taste the same when they enter your mouth - tasteless.

I couldn't say it was unpalatable, but I couldn't taste anything. It was almost like chewing a mouthful of old ash.

For him, eating is never considered eating, it is just adding some firewood to this body that contains the evil spirit of Guixu, lest it collapse first.

He hadn't counted how many years it had been like this, but anyway, it was like this in his memory during the three hundred years.

Shen Qingluo was sitting opposite, holding a small plate of preserves to her side.Tang Cake stared at the plate of preserves with intense eyes.

"A Luo, I have done a good job guarding the courtyard today."

"You stepped on the iron pillar and overturned the money basin today."

"That was an accident."

"I even ate dried fish secretly."

"That's Aunt Liu's filial piety to me."

"He even scratched Xie Wujiu's door."

Tang Cake said confidently: "I will help him test whether the door knot is strong."

Shen Qingluo picked up a candied fruit and placed it in front of the candy cake.

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