It's very scary for men to compete, but it's more like a grudge match between Bai Ming'an and Song Li.
Racing all the way, Song Li and his red off-road vehicle were not left behind.
The first one to succumb was me, with my wild hair and dizzy head.
After vomiting for a while, he took the mineral water handed over by Song Li and drank it, then he felt a little better.
Song Li patted my back apologetically, while Bai Ming'an cheered me on at the station.
I looked up at the golden sunshine in the sky, feeling like the world was spinning.
I weakly supported the car and said to Song Li, "Please, don't go crazy anymore.
Can you just leave me half alive?"
Song Li chuckled and was about to say something when Bai Ming'an came back after refueling.
Song Li suddenly stopped talking and returned to his car with his lips pursed.
I was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the stern-faced Bai Ming'an next to me, and then at Song Li in the off-road vehicle next to me, who was stepping on the accelerator as if he was ready to go.
I only wished that God didn't have the foresight to allow me to be sandwiched between the two brothers. middle.
Fortunately, the expected racing didn't happen.
In the evening, we stopped in a quite affluent town.
As usual, we went to a small hotel chain, and Song Li naturally stayed there too.
When we went out to eat, Song Li and I walked behind, while Bai Ming'an walked in front.
"Hey, why are you angry?"
I couldn't help but asked curiously.
Song Li blinked his peach eyes: "Secret." cut.
If you don't want to say it, just say it.
It's enough for two grown men to compete like little girls.
You know, Mingzhu and I have never had any fights.
During the meal, because there were many guests, Song Li reluctantly sat with us, so I had an extremely painful meal.
"How could I eat meat when I was a monk?
It was better for Taoists to eat green vegetables and tofu every day.
I could eat it whenever I wanted."
Song Li picked up the vegetables while recalling the past.
Bai Ming'an looked unmoved.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, I asked him: "Aren't you a lay disciple?
Why can't you eat meat?"
Song Li glanced at Bai Ming'an opposite, and curved his mouth: "Ning Ning is right.
If some people were as enlightened as you, I wouldn't be so miserable."
Bai Ming'an paused with his chopsticks, turned to me and said, "When he was ten years old, he was 1.2 meters tall and weighed 120 pounds." puff.
The rice in my mouth almost spurted out, "Cough cough cough."
Looking at Song Li's expression carefully, "Really?"
Song Li gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "The child is growing and needs nutrition."
Bai Ming'an exposed it ruthlessly: "He ate half of the incense money collected by the temple.
The master had no choice but to ask him to control his diet."
A picture emerged in my mind: the thin old host was earnestly persuading his fat lay disciple, and there was a little skinny lay disciple beside him who was adding insult to injury.
I felt very happy just thinking about it.
It was extremely hard to hold back the laughter on the sidelines.
Song Li tapped his chopsticks on the bowl, snorted coldly, and ate in silence.
I kept picking up vegetables and putting my favorite braised pork piece after piece into my bowl.
I couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, you haven't eaten yet, why are you pinching me?"
Song Li raised his eyes and spoke righteously: "Fat people like to hoard food, you don't know" Me: "" Bai Ming'an next to me seemed to twitch the corner of his mouth, and I was speechless.
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What does it have to do with you arguing?
Why should you eat my braised pork?
No, the rest is mine.
So, I used my chopsticks to fight Song Li over the braised pork.
Bai Ming'an ate his green vegetables and tofu leisurely, occasionally taking a sip of light loofah soup.
Several women at the next table exchanged gossip about the town.
The middle-aged woman's voice was louder, and it also reached our ears.
"Hey, my neighbor's daughter-in-law is nine months pregnant.
I don't know what kind of obsession she has recently, and she is clamoring for an abortion."
"Is she crazy?
The man cheated on her."
"I promise you haven't heard that.
My daughter-in-law couldn't sleep well at night.
One day she screamed in the middle of the night and beat her stomach hard, shouting that there was a monster inside and she must be killed."
"Wow, it's so evil.
It's scary just thinking about it."
"That's right, I've been praying to gods and praying to Buddha these past few days, just because I'm afraid that their dirty things will spread to my house.
My family member also said that I'm superstitious."
"What do men know?
It's better to believe that this kind of thing is true than to get entangled with those evil things."
"yes" The chopsticks on the table stopped.
I looked at the two men and asked in a low voice: "Is it the thin Taoist priest?"
Every weird thing always involves the smelly Taoist priest in the end.
It's like a troublemaker.
The damage continues.
"No."
Song Li interrupted me, "My uncle is indeed not a good person, but it is very damaging for a cultivator to hurt young children, especially unborn babies, and he will not do that."
I frowned: "If it's not him, then it's the ghost himself.
Why would a ghost be so cruel to let a pregnant woman abort her child alive?"
Song Li also fell into thinking.
Bai Ming'an on the side took the last sip of soup and stood up: "Let's go."
"Hey, wait."
Song Li and I looked at each other and quickly followed.
Back at the hotel, Song Li pretended to ask casually and immediately found out the address of the family from the older service staff.
Bai Ming'an and I were nearby, so we naturally heard everything clearly.
When we were in the corridor, I couldn't help but ask: "There is only one ghost to collect.
Do you two want to discuss it?"
Employers usually hire a ghost collector, whether it is a monk or a Taoist priest.
Anyway, this job is done by Song Li and Bai.
One of them cannot get Ming'an.
I thought the two of them were at least arguing, but Song Li shrugged: "Ning Ning, when I accept ghosts, I do justice to God and help others for free, unlike some people."
Bai Ming'an's dark eyes slightly raised: "Compared with collecting ghosts to make money, it's enough for you to coax women."
My eyes widened, wow, he really dared to say that.
Song Li gritted his teeth: "You" Bai Ming'an ignored me and said calmly to me: "Go to bed early and leave for Deng's house early tomorrow morning."
"Oh, okay."
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I responded, and finally pushed Song Li, who was known as the pretty boy, into his own room, and then went to sleep.
The next day, the Beetle and the SUV set off and arrived at the Deng family in the town.
I suggested that Song Li, who was very popular, show up at my door.
He happily rang the doorbell, and a middle-aged woman with a haggard face came out: "You are" Song Li smiled and said hello: "Hello."
Bai Ming'an and I were sitting by the car, watching what he and the hostess said.
About five minutes later, he waved to us.
When we entered the room, I asked him curiously: "What did you tell her?"
Song Li said seriously: "To be honest, her daughter-in-law's nightmare is real, and the child in her belly is probably a ghost."
Me: ""This is even scarier than Bai Ming'an opening his mouth.
Song Li then smiled: "I lied to you.
I said we are her son's friends.
We haven't seen each other for many years.
I knew his wife was about to give birth, so I came here to visit her."
"Oh."
I nodded in admiration, praising him for his excellent acting skills and for being an outstanding actor with both beauty and strength.
Song Li bowed slightly and accepted the compliment very gentlemanly
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