Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 198 Little grandson, dead, dead
"Excuse me, can I sit with you? There are no seats left." The mummy took the meal and came over with the little skull.

"Oh, it's okay, sit down." Yun Qiuce moved aside to make room for the mummy and his son.

The mummy brought the food out of the dinner plate, and in front of the little skull was a piece of pasta and a glass of juice.

In front of him was a bowl of steaming beef noodles.

The TV in the dining room is playing the news of the traffic Xiaosheng Baiying's death in a loop.

"Huh? What's the matter with you, sir?"

Yun Qiuce plucked up the courage to reach out and wave his hand in front of the mummy.

The mummy picked up a big chopsticks of steaming beef noodles, but didn't eat it. She turned her head and stared at the TV screen, completely frozen.

Yun Qiuce's voice woke him up.

"Oh, it's okay. My brain was damaged when I died, and I often get stuck like this." The mummy tore off the bandage with his other hand, revealing a dry mouth, and then ate beef noodles like ordinary people.

Even took a sip of the spicy soup with a spoon.

"That... may I ask offensively, do you... still need to eat in this state?"

The mummy shook his head, "Actually, I just need to absorb the spiritual energy, but I was a living person before, and I also know the delicacy in the world, so the doctors in Bureau 49 helped me make some improvements, so that I can eat like ordinary people and feel The food was delicious and so was my son!"

The mummy looked at his son, his face was covered with bandages, and when he looked at people, he always looked through the gaps in the bandages. At this time, tender eyes leaked from the gaps.

Yun Qiuce followed his gaze to look at the little skull, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

The little skull took a big mouthful of pasta, and now he was drinking the fruit juice. The juice penetrated his chest along his mouth and larynx, and flowed to the ground.

The cleaner next to him was dull-eyed and numb, and his ashen-faced cleaner had long been used to it. He wiped the ground clean with a rag in his hands and feet, and then stood motionless behind the little skull, like a ghost behind him, who seemed to be able to Jump out and clean up the mess.

"Sorry to scare you, but this way my son can taste the juice," the mummy explained.

"That's it, I'm fine, I've seen many monsters with Xiao Qi... Sorry, I didn't mean you were a monster."

"It doesn't matter," the mummy shrugged nonchalantly, "We are monsters outside, but you are monsters in the 49th game, so it's even."

Yun Qiuce twitched the corners of his mouth, and saw the little skull put down the juice, and then looked at the TV, pointing to the TV screen with his slender bony fingers, Yili chattered non-stop.

The mummy stretched out a big hand to straighten his son's head, and said in a deep voice, "Eat your meal!"

"*&%￥#..."

Little Skull came up stubbornly, like a human bear, broke away from his father's hand, pointed to the TV screen and chattered a lot.

The mummy gulped down food, showing no reaction to her son's movements.

Yun Qiuce reminded in a low voice, "Hey, big guy, your son seems to be talking about something."

"Don't worry about him, I'm not a big guy, I'm Zhang Yong, this is the human name I gave myself."

"Oh, you didn't become a monster. You must have had your own name when you were alive, why didn't you use your own name?" Yun Qiuce asked with a smile.

Zhang Yong raised his head suddenly, and through the white bandage, Yun Qiuce saw a pair of dark and deep eyes, as if silently warning something.

Yun Qiuce was so frightened that he quickly looked away, and cast a glance at Yun Qi for help.

Save the child, the child is just curious.

Yun Qi took out a handful of candy from the cloth pocket of the little bear doll, stretched out her hand and put it in front of the little skull.

Little Kulou's eyes lit up, and he set off fireworks from the dark eyeholes, pointed at himself, then at Yunqi, chattered again, and added exaggerated and excited body movements.

Yun Qiuce suspected that it was possible for him to do a gorilla chest slap on the spot.

Yun Qi smiled sweetly, "You're welcome, this candy is super delicious, my sister is about to change her teeth, so you can't eat candy."

The little skull tilted its head, in an extremely innocent state, its dark eye holes seemed to be thinking very seriously for a moment, and then supported its head with two small hands, instantly turning into a flattering sunflower.

Yun Qiuce immediately understood that this was his exclusive way of expressing gratitude.

This little skull is quite interesting.

Zhang Yong raised his head and looked at Yun Qi, "I know you, you are the little ghost princess who solved the ghoul case with Li Bai."

Yun Qi sticks out her tongue embarrassingly, "It's not a little princess, it's just a part-time job. Every once in a while, I have to collect 500 resentful spirits and hand them in. It's very stressful."

Zhang Yong nodded, and looked at Yun Qiuce, "I also know that your Yun family, a Taoist family in Haizhou, has been passed down for five generations. Seeing that you live quite comfortably, I never thought that your family is willing to support idlers!"

Yun Qiuce was stunned, "Hey? How do you talk? I... I also have a serious job, like our little Qi, a child, I can't take care of her anywhere!"

His impression of this huge mummy suddenly became bad.

"I'm sorry, I haven't dealt with living people for a long time, and I'm not very good at talking. Sometimes I just say what I think, and I don't mean to look down on you."

To express his apology, Zhang Yong stretched out a hand and patted Yun Qiuce's shoulder heavily.

Yun Qiuce let out a muffled snort, feeling as if he had been patted on the shoulder by a bear. He clenched his teeth and sat up straight, showing that he was not that fragile.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Xiaokulou pointed at the TV screen and chattered something.

Yun Qiuce asked amusedly: "You like that brother so much, you can't be his fan?"

The little skull was stunned, with his index finger resting on his chin, he thought carefully about what fans meant, then shook his skull head, and struggled out two words from between his teeth:
"Little grandson!"

"Grandson? Xiaoqi, did he talk just now? He said little grandson?"

Yun Qiuce leaned over with a face full of surprise, and asked solemnly: "You mean the little grandson, you mean that person," pointing at the white shadow on the TV screen, "is it your little grandson? Hahaha, you made a mistake Well, they are all over 20 years old, according to seniority, you should call him uncle, just like calling me, you should also call him uncle..."

"No," Zhang Yong put down his chopsticks, and said in a deep voice, "My son has been dead for nearly 100 years, so it's not a loss to call you grandson according to your seniority!"

Yun Qiuce: ...

She looked at Yun Qi in embarrassment.

Yun Qifu felt in his heart, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "My father is the ghost king of Fengdu. According to seniority, it's not bad for people to call me little aunt when they see me!"

The corner of Yun Qiuce's mouth twitched again, oh, you are all elders, you are noble!

"Little grandson...dead...dead!" Xiaokulou pointed at the TV screen, bluffing.

(End of this chapter)