As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 28: When she was a child, she burned someone's braids. How will she take revenge when she grows up?

"I believe you a ghost!"

Pei Chuyue curled her lips and said with a look of disgust: "When I was in the third grade, you said you were going to show me a big treasure, but you ended up showing me a toy snake to scare me."

"When I was in the fifth grade, you tricked me into blowing up a public toilet again because the old man at the newsstand gave me fifty cents... I used my New Year's money to buy the cannon."

"In sixth grade, you watched The Deer and the Cauldron and fell in love with Chen Yuanyuan. You wanted to see nun makeup, so you burned my braids...and made me shave my head for the whole summer!"

Pei Chuyue's childhood embarrassments were revealed one by one.

No matter how thick-skinned I am on weekends, I can't help but blush.

"Stop... I didn't see you shaving your head in the end." Weekend said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "This happened when I was a kid, do you remember it so clearly?"

Pei Chuyue stared at the weekend and said fiercely: "I will remember you for the crime you committed on me forever!"

"Okay, okay, I don't want any thanks."

Pei Chuyue stared at her with resentful eyes over the weekend, which made her feel a little ashamed.

"That's pretty much it. After dinner, tell me what kind of supernatural novel it is... If it's really good, I'll consider giving you a reward."

Pei Chuyue raised her face with a slightly proud expression.

"Hey, you two have recovered so quickly? Weren't you still acting awkward just now?"

Pei Chuyu came out with the last plate of food and joked with a smile.

The incident of burning Pei Chuyue's pigtails and being visited over the weekend has become a common joke between the two families.

"Sister, if you do this again, I will file a complaint with my mother, saying that you bully me...and you!"

Pei Chuyue stamped her feet and didn't even miss the weekend of watching the theater.

"It's not my business……"

Weekend looked innocent, but when he was glared at by Pei Chuyue's fierce eyes, he swallowed his words again. It was wise to shut up at this time.

"It's time to eat, stop making trouble!"

Taking advantage of the time to serve the food, I secretly took out my cell phone over the weekend and sent a request for help online.

[Waiting online, urgent, I would like to ask you if you burned a girl's braids when she was a child. What is the most cruel way for her to get revenge when she grows up? 】

"Xiao Mo, come over and eat quickly. Stop playing with your phone."

"Okay, here we come."

On the weekend, I put away my mobile phone and saw the rich dishes on the table. I exaggeratedly said: "Sister Chuyu, you are so awesome. You cook so many dishes... I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry you back in the future."

"When did you learn to be so glib?"

Pei Chuyu tapped the back of Zhou Zhou's hand with chopsticks and complained angrily.

"Hmph, he's been like this since he was a child, a man's mouth is a liar~"

Pei Chuyue was on the sidelines and was mercilessly applying the finishing blow.

Looking at the two equally beautiful faces, one on the left and one on the right, I suddenly felt as if I had reached the peak of my life.

One is as gentle as water, making people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze, and the other is charming and cute, with the breath of a young girl blowing against her face.

Delicious food.

For the first time this weekend, I felt that the ancient idioms were sometimes not meant to be exaggerated.

"The three of us haven't sat down to eat together for a long time. I really miss the time when we lived in the Tongzi Building in Jinling."

Pei Chuyu looked at Zhou Zhou and his sister with a smile, with a hint of exhaustion in the smile on his face.

In front of outsiders, she is the little queen in the music scene and the first sister of Mangxing, but she still has to wear a mask on her face at all times and pay special attention to every move she makes.

Only when I return home can I occasionally take off all pretense and lie on the sofa without moving, feeling very tired.

Weekend and Pei Chuyu looked at each other and were both a little silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table became quiet.

……

"I haven't had such a happy meal in a long time. You two are responsible for washing the dishes!" Seeing the mess on the table and every plate being swept away, Pei Chuyu, as a chef, felt a very strong sense of satisfaction.

"Rock, paper, scissors, whoever loses gets to wash the dishes!"

Pei Chuyue rolled her eyes and looked at the weekend provocatively.

"Go and wash the dishes, and I'll tell you that supernatural story!"

Weekend smiled and sat motionless on the chair.

"Just wash the dishes...If your story doesn't sound good, just wait!"

Pei Chuyue struggled for a long time and finally compromised for the sake of the story.

Soon, the sound of clattering tableware was heard in the kitchen.

When Pei Chuyue came out after washing the dishes, Pei Chuyu had already changed clothes and was getting ready to go out.

Pei Chuyu's new album will be released soon, and she will indeed be very busy now, that is, if Pei Chuyue came to Puhai today, otherwise she would not be able to find a reason to give herself a holiday.

"Sister, aren't you going to stay and listen to the weekend's supernatural stories?"

"I won't disturb your two-person world anymore. There's still a lot to do about the new album!"

Pei Chuyu smiled and went out before Pei Chuyue was about to get angry.

"Humph!!!"

Pei Chuyue had nowhere to vent, so she could only snort heavily at the weekend.

"If you dare to fool me with stories you heard online, you will be dead!"

Pei Chuyue threatened the weekend, and she was done with it. If the weekend's story didn't satisfy her, she would have to stay with the weekend.

"Don't worry, you have never heard of my story!"

Weekend smiled confidently, and waited until Pei Chuyue found a comfortable position to sit down on the sofa before she was ready to speak.

"Wait a moment……"

Pei Chuyue suddenly stopped the weekend and went to turn off the lights in the room before sitting down expectantly again: "Okay, let's get started!"

Weekend nodded and recalled "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" in his memory, and then he began to speak slowly.

"This story is called "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp". It tells about ancient civilizations, lost treasures, and mysterious ancient tombs."

"Grave robbery is not a treat for dinner, not a fuss... Grave robbery is a technology, a technology of destruction..."

"My grandfather's name is Hu Guohua. The ancestors of the Hu family were famous big landowners from all over the country. During their most glorious period, they bought three alleys in the city..."

At first, Pei Chuyue frowned a little, thinking that tomb robbing could be considered a supernatural story, and she had never heard of such a supernatural story.

At least in the parallel world, it has never appeared.

However, when the storyline gradually began to develop over the weekend, and the man on the white paper suddenly turned into a living person and began to speak, Pei Chuyue began to feel a hint of coldness.

With the dim lights and the deep tone of the weekend, this gloomy atmosphere became deeper and deeper.

Pei Chuyue's posture also changed from half lying down at the beginning to curled up on the sofa.

Seeing Pei Chuyue's extremely nervous look, Weekend also felt relieved.

It seems that even in a parallel world, the epoch-making work "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" still has a fascinating charm.

"The female corpse did not allow him to say anything. She tore off his clothes and scratched his chest with her long nails. A living heart popped out of Hu Guohua's chest..."

When the weekend came to the bloody scene of the white paper man digging out Hu Guohua's heart, Pei Chuyue suddenly screamed, jumped up from the sofa, and disappeared into the living room in an instant.

boom.

Seeing Pei Chuyue hiding in the room and the door being slammed shut, I felt a bit dumbfounded over the weekend.

What does it mean to be both foody and playful?
He was talking about Pei Chuyue.

But at least it proves the power of the story "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

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