Please ask the dream

"Boss, two bowls of rotten meat noodles!"

"Okay!" When the boss behind the mobile stall heard that there was business, he immediately shouted and turned around to start. Feng Xue opened the stool, glanced at Youwei beside him, and sighed:

"You follow me when I go out to eat a bowl of noodles?"

At this time, Yuwei wore light makeup. Although she still looked like she had white hair and red eyes, she was a little less aggressive and had a bit of a dusty air. She looked like a female college student who came out to take a job.

"I think it's safer to be under your nose all the time." Yuwei used the G·I force field to transmit the sound, but she said playfully:

"You bring a woman out and eat rotten meat noodles. You have bad taste!"

"If you don't want to eat, give me both bowls."

Feng Xue rolled her eyes and retorted quarrelsomely. Youwei glared at the melon-eating boss:

"Eat, why don't I eat your treat? Boss, please be generous!"

"No problem!" This is not the first day the boss has set up the stall. He is busy with the work at hand very calmly. At this time, the noodles have been cooked. First pour a spoonful of old soup, and then put a shallow layer of minced meat on it. The meat noodles are ready.

The two of them were holding noodles, sipping on it, and looking at the pedestrians on the roadside seemingly casually. They looked like a young couple who ran out to eat noodles during their lunch break. However, during this bowl of noodles, this person came closer. The two of them had a panoramic view of all the pedestrians going in and out of the Wangjiang Bus Terminal.

In that seemingly casual conversation, messages were constantly being transmitted within the G·I force field.

"Hey, look at this, with this walking posture, the Hongying people must not have run away!"

"No, this person must be in his early twenties at most. If he is from Hongying, he will definitely not be a rookie at this age to come to Qingyun. He will not develop such a walking habit. He should be someone from Su Qin."

"How is that possible! Suqin people all have eyes on their foreheads! How can they be so timid? It must be Hongying's!"

"People in Suqin also have a class. It seems like they have been at the bottom of Suqin for a long time. They have finally been sent out and they haven't adjusted yet!"

"I also said that he has been a branch of the Hongying family since he was a child, and he went to school in Ming'an!"

...Ten minutes later...

"I said it was Su Qin, right?" In the alley, Feng Xue looked at the knocked unconscious young man on the ground with a proud look on his face. Youwei unbelievingly tore open the young man's clothes, trying to find the common traces of Hongying people.

"Okay, if you keep looking like this, when he wakes up, he will suspect that he has been raped!" Feng Xue looked at Youwei's actions and couldn't help but grin. When Youwei heard this, she even pulled the man's pants straight away. It’s all nonsense:

"Isn't that good?"

"..." Feng Xue was a little speechless for a moment, but finally put back the encrypted files that the man had brought with him, and then swept away the watches and coins on him, pretending to be a robbery.

At this time, Youwei still couldn't find the evidence she wanted. She kicked the unfortunate guy angrily, cursed and took out an "ancestor plank" from her arms and threw it to Feng Xue.

"How about it, do you still want to bet?" Feng Xue caught the ancestor's plank, confirmed it was genuine, and threw it into the shadow. Yuwei's expression darkened and she gritted her teeth and said:

"I've finally figured it out. You're here to do wholesale business! Anyway, I have a lot of people, so continue!"

So the two found another roadside stall, chatting while looking for the next spy.

…

The gambling game between the two lasted until late at night. When the two returned home, bathed in Lou Shuang's piercing gaze, Feng Xuejue tossed about twenty ancestors' boards like a ball and watched with a smile on his face. Yuwei, Youwei stared and held it in for a long time before saying angrily:

"What are you looking at? You talk like you haven't lost! Where is my wine? Five bottles! Don't miss one bottle!"

"Okay, okay! I'll get it for you." Feng Xue paused, and the twenty-odd ancestors stacked them neatly into an inverted triangle shape as if they had received instructions. He stretched out his other hand. , took out five wine bottles from the shadow and threw them to Yuwei casually.

"I'm going to die! Can't you hand it to me properly?" Yuwei hurriedly caught the bottle, feeling like a cat-and-mouse team.

"Brother-in-law, why do you have so many memorial tablets?" Lou Shuang, whose eyelids twitched at the sight, quickly interrupted the cross talk between the two. After hearing this, Feng Xue put the pile of ancestor tablets on the table and picked it up casually. One said:

"This is not an ordinary tablet, this is a illuminated tablet! It is a tablet that allows people to see their ancestors!"

"Oh, is it a horse card? Does that mean that I, Huang Xian'er, will be worthy of my name in the future?" Huang Shengsheng, who showed his true colors for some reason, appeared out of nowhere and seemed to want to study how to use these cards to play a horse.

"It's not about letting the ancestors come up, it's about sending people down." Yuwei grinned and showed a nasty smile. After a brief pause, she suddenly let out a "boom!"

This sound did not frighten Huang Shengsheng, but it made the wild hammer snake lying dead in Feng Xue's mind jump to its feet. Its pink head poked out from Feng Xue's forehead, and she looked around nervously before sighing with relief. The tone said:

"I was scared to death. I thought there was an explosion somewhere, but it turned out to be an illusion!"

"Your family is almost turning into a zoo!" Seeing that the cowardly snake was scared, Yuwei curled her lips in boredom. When Lou Shuang on the side saw this, she rolled her eyes and suddenly stretched out her hand to pull the little Lonely away. Feng Xue took it off her forehead and whispered twice.

"Ah, this, here? Isn't it good?" Hearing this, Xiao Gudu's pink snake body seemed to turn two shades of red, but Lou Shuang said with a serious look:

"What's wrong? My brother-in-law has been busy for a day. He will be very tired when he comes back. Go quickly!"

"Oh!" Little Lonely nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly turned into a human.

"I [beep——]! She, she, she..." Yuwei originally wanted to complain about a nightmare harem or something, but when she saw the pink-haired face in a maid outfit clearly, she stuttered. .

If it were a real person, she would think it was a cosplay at most, but the problem is, this is a fucking nightmare!

You must know that nightmares cannot be disguised as other images casually. This will not only cause the loss of one's own image, but also bear the cognition of the transformed image, causing one's own existence to be biased.

"Hey, are you scared?" Lou Shuang approached Youwei with a "planned" expression and whispered:

"Do you know, the founder of the architect? She is so much better than you! My brother-in-law keeps her as a pet!"

"Pets or something, hey hehe..." Xiao Lonely, who was waiting for Feng Xue to change clothes, suddenly let out an intoxicating smile, which immediately made the shocked Youwei emotionally incoherent.

"..." Looking at the "demon dance" at home, Feng Xue couldn't help but sigh. She let Little Lonely toss around, picked up the ancestor board she won, and started pasting character cards on it...