Liyue Fengxiangren of the original god

Supper is very slow to eat, or it will definitely not be fast if you say this way of eating.

It's not feeding pigs to cram ducks.

But Gu Sanqiu is used to it, and he has fed the girl in front of him a lot before.

Slow down, slow down, anyway, I'm really not in a hurry to kill anyone recently.

"Qiuqiu, I'm sleepy."

Hu Tao rubbed his eyes: "Will you still cook for me tomorrow?"

"You get sleepy after eating, pigs are not as outrageous as you."

Gu Sanqiu said with a smile: "If I have time tomorrow, I will make it for you. If I don't have time, you can go to the cafeteria at the Ten Gold Club, or you can go to Wanmintang. Let Xiangling cook some special dishes for you."

Hu Tao's face turned bitter: "Xiangling's special slime recipe is good, but if I want to eat it, she will definitely tell me a lot of principles of balanced nutrition, and then let me eat with a clear heart."

"That's not very good."

Gu Sanqiu cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks: "Go to sleep, don't wake up when the sun is drying your ass again."

But to be reasonable, in the past, the work and rest of the group of students in Shengtang, it would be strange if they couldn't sleep when the sun was basking in their buttocks.

Going to deal with demons and evil spirits at night is not a heroic demeanor, nor is there any special taboo.

The reason is actually very simple. At night, there will be fewer pedestrians on the road and in the field, and it will not affect ordinary people if they do it.

Although these details may sound insignificant to outsiders, it is precisely because there are so many persistent people in Liyue that Liyue can gradually evolve into a real Tivat business capital, a place of thousands of ships and sails.

"No, I have to go out to distribute leaflets tomorrow."

Hu Tao's eyes lit up: "Qiuqiu, do you think it will be very popular if I run a lottery event where people who come to the Hall of Future Business will have a chance to win the special service of 'Gu Shi Xiangzun'?"

"Then it probably has nothing to do with your business."

Gu Sanqiu shook his head: "It's good to leave the leaflets to other people. Anyway, the employees of the Ten Gold Association don't have much work, so I just let them do it."

"Besides, generally speaking, the business of Xiangshengtang doesn't need any leaflets."

Like this kind of folk custom inheritance, the word of mouth between the elderly and the younger generations is the best leaflet.

They know that the Hall of Resurrection protects life and respects death, and there will be absolutely no such thing as extorting money and giving away people's wealth. They also know that their remains can have a peaceful place to go.

In the past, when Hu Tao handed out leaflets, he would be reprimanded loudly by some people, but when he turned around, he was picked up by the old man at home to apologize.

The weight of Xiangshengtang may not be very strong in the Gaowu circle, but it is the only one among the people.

From the beginning of practicing medicine in that chaotic tribal era to today’s funeral leader, it can be said that many generations of people have grown up listening to the stories of practicing medicine in Xiangshengtang.

Those storytellers even compiled a set of novels called "Returning to the Demons", and Gu Sanqiu even went to listen to it.

How should I put it, Tiezui and the others have indeed checked the ancient books, at least there are no such jokes as "Do you know Lord Yan or I do?"

But they seem to have mixed up his house with the girl's house.

There are countless operations such as "Hu Xianren scolded softly, and thousands of gods and stones beat the sky", but because it is a new version of the story, more people listened to it.

Except for the fact that the climax part suddenly shuts up and points for rewards, which is a bit abstract, overall it’s not bad.

Everyone listens to the book just for fun, and there will be no such phenomenon as a sack.

"Don't post it, your activity sounds weird anyway."

Gu Sanqiu touched Hu Tao's head: "If you want to talk to someone, go to Yun Jin and Xing Lao Er. Xin Yan doesn't go out very much recently, there are many people."

"Then why don't you talk to the hall master!"

Gu Sanqiu looked calm: "I'm busy."

Hu Tao grinned: "My hall master ordered you to take me back to rest quickly!"

"Alright, I washed the dishes behind your back, and you should be sleepy by then."

"How can you carry it on your back!"

Hu Tao was confident and confident: "My hall master has just finished supper, so the words he recited will be spit out if he is not careful!"

Gu Sanqiu frowned: "Why don't the Hall Master go back to the room honestly?"

"don't want!"

Hu Tao smiled and opened her arms: "Hold me."

"You have so many things to do."

Gu Sanqiu sighed: "Wait until I finish washing the dishes."

When Gu Sanqiu finished cleaning the battlefield and went back to find someone, Hu Tao had already fallen asleep lying on the table.

"It's just this way of sleeping. I'm afraid I will have to prepare a portable mattress for you in the future, the kind that can be unfolded when you lie down."

Gu Sanqiu stood there thinking, wondering whether to carry her back in the "hunter's way of carrying a pig" or normally.

The so-called hunter-carrying pig style is to throw the whole body of Hu Tao on his shoulders, just like those people who returned from hunting in the tribal era to show off the results of their battles.

Forget it, maybe this girl is pretending to sleep.

Gu Sanqiu gently picked up Hu Tao, then glanced at the table.

Well, it’s a good thing I didn’t drool when I slept. It seems that the drool during sleep seems to be due to poor sleep quality?

Forget it, don't remember.

Gu Sanqiu walked into her room with Hu Tao in his arms, gently put down her hat and put her hat aside.

"I'll trouble you for the rest. Remember to cover her with the quilt later, and fill her with hot water in the cup. After eating so much at night, who knows if she will wake up in the middle of the night."

Anyway, if you really wake up in the middle of the night, the hot water in the thermos will become warm water, and the time is just right.

"Thank you Xiangzun."

The hostess appeared from outside the door and smiled.

"However, if it's Xiangzun, I don't think I need to have many hands."

"Even if men and women are different when they grow up, this kind of thing still has to be left to you."

Gu Sanqiu said: "After you're busy, you should go to bed early."

"Xiang Zun is too."

Gu Sanqiu nodded, then walked back to his room, lightly blew on the oil lamp, and then sat on the floor like this, falling into a state of silence.

"What happened to you today?"

Zhong Li appeared, looking at Gu Sanqiu's back with his eyes.

"Girl was frightened by you."

Gu Sanqiu didn't look back: "Father, you haven't slept yet. Staying up late is not a friendly behavior for an old man like you."

"It doesn't matter. During the Demon God War, the little gods and the others stayed with me for more than two months without sleeping. We have enough experience in staying up late."

Gu Sanqiu said with a smile: "You are not staying up late, you are cultivating immortals."

Zhong Li shook his head: "What's the matter with you, what you did today is not because you want to rest, but as if you are asking for help."

"What is Tuogu? Could it be that I asked the girl to ask Gu?"

Gu Sanqiu's tone was strange: "Father, when it comes to Tuogu, shouldn't it be between you and me?"

Zhong Li lightly landed on Gu Sanqiu's head.

"Nizi, are you cursing your father to die sooner?"

"No, I'm simply correcting a mistake in your choice of words, Dad."

Gu Sanqiu's eyes were still staring at the light: "Go to sleep, father, everything will be fine after you sleep."

"Oh, by the way, it seems that there is indeed something that I want to consult."

Zhongli sorted out his thoughts: "Say it."

"Father, do you have the golden house to hide the beauty?"

"Traitor!"