Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 949 Xigui
"This woman named Xigui appeared opposite my house almost as soon as I woke up.

The day before she moved in, there was still an empty old house, so I had to ask her when she moved here.

The first time I met her was at the door of my house. I packed up and went to the newspaper office, and she happened to be cleaning up the garbage outside the door.

She was wearing a black knee-length dress, her shoulder-length hair, and a pair of cartoon plastic slippers with big heads. Her round face with a little baby fat made people feel friendly and natural, with a small nose and slightly upturned lips. Makes me feel like a little sister.

"Oh, I moved here last night, didn't I disturb you?"

When she told me, she was apologetic, her cheeks were pouted in a smile, her face was full of blush, and her scalloped teeth seemed to be shining brightly in the corridor that was not completely soaked in sunlight.Chatting with beautiful women is a pleasant thing, so I naturally asked a few more questions.

Xigui told me her name. She is an employee of a foreign company. She rented the house opposite me for the convenience of going to work, and she is only single in this city.

She was very happy when she found out who I was.

"Hope you have a good time, Mr. Reporter."

She tilted her head to one side, smiling mischievously, her hair cascading down her shoulders.

I shook hands with her and hurried off to work.

However, I have never heard of any foreign companies nearby.

Who cares, what does other people's work have to do with me? I try my best not to think about Xigui.

I usually don't go back at noon, because I come and go in a hurry, and sometimes I can deal with some things when I am energetic at noon, but today I came up with the idea of ​​going home.

When I walked to the door of the house, I found that Xigui's door was open. I deliberately slowed down and made the sound of stepping on the corridor loud.

Sure enough, a head popped out of the door, and she looked at me carefully.

She seemed to be changing her door lock, with fine sweat on her forehead.

The door lock here has always been strong, why do such a thankless thing?
When I asked her, Xi Gui just prevaricated and said that the original door lock was broken.

"Are you back? Have you eaten yet? I cooked the meal myself, why don't you come together and treat me as a tribute to you, a local snake?"

She squinted her eyes, stretched out her hand and beckoned to me, she was as cute as a beckoning cat.

I touched my newly full belly and said "okay" almost without thinking.

Eating is second, and I'd really like to see what her home looks like.

Xigui told me that she asked for a day off today to clean up the house.

Girls always like to be clean and meticulous to the extreme, and almost have a hobby for cleanliness.

Sometimes my sister is so lazy that she doesn’t even want to go downstairs to buy food, but she cleans the house all by herself on rare weekends.

Perhaps, women's thinking is difficult for me to understand.

Xigui's home is also very clean, so clean that I feel a little nervous.

Except for the necessary furniture, there is hardly any extra thing, as if the owner of this house will leave at any time.

Moreover, I found that she locked almost everything that could be opened, such as locked bookcases, tables and chairs with chained feet, all electrical switches were placed in a locked iron box, and the corners of the walls were locked. There are also several huge wooden boxes, and of course, they are also locked.

Xigui seems to have noticed my strangeness. She explained that the place where she lived used to lose things all the time, so she gradually developed the habit of locking everything, even the kitchen cabinets, dining table, and TV. Not to mention the others.

"Isn't it troublesome?" I asked a little helplessly.

It seems that the saying that beautiful women are somewhat eccentric is correct.

Xi Gui waved his hand immediately, and covered his mouth and laughed, his laughter was clear and sweet, echoing in the room.

I was infected by her laughter, and I was about to grin, but at this moment, she stopped suddenly, and the expression on her face changed so quickly that I couldn't imagine it. trace.

Xi Gui stared at me and walked over slowly.

"You know, every time I open the lock and release the confinement, I can feel that the thing belongs to me, and I can feel at ease."

Her fingers were white and smooth, and they stretched out towards my face like five pins, and I squinted my eyes.

But I couldn't move, and finally, her finger flicked on my forehead.

"It's time to start, Mr. Reporter." She turned around and walked towards the fragrant inner kitchen.

I asked her why she didn't call me by my name, she shook her head badly and said my name was too troublesome, and she gave it to Mr. Reporter.

"In this way, I will feel that I am the only one calling you like that, as if you only belong to me."

When she said this, she suddenly lowered her head shyly. I couldn't see her face covered by her long black hair like satin, so I pretended to be stupid and picked up the soup she made and drank it.

The soup is so-so, and I don't have the heart to taste it. The food made by girls these days is good as long as they don't cause stomach bleeding.

When leaving, Xi Gui carefully closed the iron door, and I heard several metal friction sounds behind me.

"So insecure?"

I couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

Such days passed quickly amidst the occasional conversation and laughter between Xi Gui and I.

What puzzles me is how little she seems to go out, let alone other social activities.

She often goes out at night, and once in a while, she comes back with a lot of locks, as if she has an irresistible urge for locks.

She once told me that only by seeing those locks and keys can she feel safe and belong.

And I also began to gradually feel that someone was following me.

This is not the first time this kind of thing happened, of course, I also noticed that the other party was just an amateur, and soon I caught him in the alley at the end of the street with some tricks.

That person's tracking skills are not even as good as paparazzi.

When I saw this man, I couldn't help shivering. What kind of face is that, as if the soul of the whole body has been emptied, and the godless eyes are like two dry deep wells, the face is full of despair, and the beard grows wildly , with dark and sunken cheeks, like an old man who has lost all his teeth in old age.

And the arm I'm holding is like a baseball bat, with no muscles at all.

Judging by his age, he is in his 40s.

"It's you, you are with Xigui, tell me, tell me, is Xigui with you?"

Before I could ask him, he knelt down on the ground, grabbed my clothes and begged in pain.

But it seemed that his body was too weak, coupled with his emotional agitation, he fainted.

I had to help him to a nearby diner, and it turned out I was right, he was starving.

I don't know how long I haven't eaten. He behaves like three years of famine. Even people with anorexia will feel hungry when they look at him.

So I also ordered a bowl of wontons, and sat opposite him to eat slowly.

Finally, he seemed to have had his fill and calmed down a little.

"I advise you to leave Xigui quickly, before you can leave."

His words sounded like advice, but combined with his expression, it was more like a warning.

"I don't like to listen to half of the story. For the sake of paying for you, let me tell you something."

I looked at the table full of tableware piled up like a hill, and began to think about how much money I should ask my colleagues to borrow tomorrow.

Suddenly, he was clutching his left abdomen in great pain, and he was sweating profusely. I began to wonder if something might happen to him if he ate too fast. He rested for a while and said he was fine.

"I know you don't necessarily believe me, you're just as utterly fascinated by her as I was before, I'll stay downstairs at your house, and once she goes out, call me and I'll let you know Truth."

After finishing speaking, the man patted his ass and left.

When I got home, Xi Gui actually opened the door of his house and waited for me. I suddenly felt warm in my heart. Since I left my parents, I haven't tasted the feeling of being waited for for a long time.

She held a cute puppy in her arms, all white.I couldn't help but reach out and want to touch it.

"What do you want? It's mine!" Xi Gui's complexion suddenly changed, and he threw the dog into the living room. The puppy seemed to have fallen and barked sharply. I frowned.

"What are you doing? I have no malice."

After finishing speaking, I remembered what the man said earlier.Xi Gui seemed to be in pain, she didn't speak, but went in and picked up the dog again.

After a while, I seemed to hear a few barking dogs, but not again.

I went back to my house and walked to the balcony. Sure enough, that guy was squatting downstairs in my house. I don't know how long he has been following me, but he even knows where I live.

There was a sound of closing the door, Xigui actually went out so late?

The only time she seemed willing to leave that home was at night.

I heard the footsteps in the corridor fading away, and I couldn't help but walk to the balcony. The man was standing below with a smile. I hesitated for a moment, and gestured to him to come up.

"How? That bitch went out, right? Hehe, I knew she liked to go out at night, and she had the same habit when she was with me before. Let me tell you, she is not a normal person at all!"

The man stood beside me chattering, and I waved my hand impatiently, interrupting him.

"Don't you want me to see the truth?"

I asked him, the man froze for a moment, then smiled strangely, and took out a bunch of keys from his trousers pocket.

"You know, no matter where she moves, all the door locks have to be changed, and she insists on using her own. She thinks that all the locks in this world are not as safe as her own. In fact, she doesn't know that I used to be with her Secretly assigned the key."

She actually said that she had been with Xigui before, which really makes me feel incredible..."

"I'll go, this guy is really a reporter, and he speaks a little too many adjectives!" The fat man said impatiently, he had already smoked three cigarettes.

Ye Feng also shook his head helplessly, "There's no other way, I can only let him speak in the way he likes after the soul is restrained.

Be patient and listen..."

(End of this chapter)