Luo Ye narrowed his eyes and said with murderous aura: "Buzhou, come out for me quickly!"

As a result, Buzhou didn't come out, and the paper demon spirit came out. Then an arrow was added to the paper demon spirit, pointing under Luo Ye's bed.

Luo Ye couldn't help but be amused when he saw this. It seemed that he had betrayed the pen demon spirit at the beginning, but now he has started to betray him well again... Luo Ye shouldn't have said that he was simple or a professional teammate.

Luo Ye turned on the flashlight on his phone and took a photo under the bed. He didn't see his little face, but only felt a pair of white little butts...

Luo Ye couldn't help but reach out and pinch it...

"Hey hey... it hurts! It hurts!" Buzhou screamed, and Luo Ye grabbed a little foot and dragged it out from under the bed.

Luo Ye threw him onto the bed, and then said in surprise: "Have you grown up?!"

Luo Ye remembered that when he first met Buzhou, Buzhou was only the size of a palm, but now he had the length of his forearm. At this speed, Buzhou might have really grown up in a few days.

Buzhou shook his hand and said, "It's early, it's early... I'm going anywhere. It's fast at the beginning, but it's slower and slower in the future, and it may not even be long."

Luo Ye looked at Buzhou's actions and changes and had already guessed where the rice from home had gone, but he still asked: "Have you eaten the remaining half tank of rice in my house?"

Buzhou nodded pitifully.

Luo Ye asked again: "Did you eat the three eggs left in the refrigerator?"

Buzhou continued to nod.

Luo Ye was so upset: "You can eat very well. That small jar of rice is my half-month ration..."

Buzhou blushed with embarrassment.

Luo Ye shook his head helplessly and said, "Fortunately I was prepared, otherwise I would really go hungry today."

After saying that, Luo Ye turned around and took down a box on the wardrobe, and said proudly, "This is my life-saving food. Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to open it."

Seeing this, Buzhou's face turned redder...

Luo Ye looked at Buzhou's flustered eyes, his heart trembled, he weighed the box with his hand, and then his smile solidified: "Why is it so light? You can't even eat this, right?"

Luo Ye quickly opened the box, and it was indeed empty!

Luo Ye stared at Buzhou, and Buzhou said embarrassedly: "That... I can eat very well. You also know that my body is maintained by spiritual energy. If I don't have enough spiritual energy, I have to eat to make up for it... To be honest, your small half-cup of rice does not contain much spiritual energy. There is basically no spiritual energy in the instant noodles..."

Luo Ye laughed dryly, then suddenly rushed over and lifted Buzhou's two little feet, shook his big head down, and shouted, "You still dislike not having spiritual energy? You eat so much without spiritual energy? You don't even give me a single noodles left!

You spit it out for me! Spit out! You are a loser! How come you are a spirit of the weapon? You are a starving ghost!"

In the end, Luo Ye couldn't pour out the things Buzhou had eaten. He sat on the bed helplessly, and said with his eyes rolling: "I feel like I'm about to starve... Can't you leave me a stutter? As for doing things so utterly? Why don't you eat so cleanly without spiritual energy? Can't you leave me a bite?"

Buzhou was thrown and started rolling his eyes, but he still said pitifully: "No spiritual energy means no spiritual energy, the key is that it tastes fragrant... I haven't eaten such a heavy taste for many years. I've been addicted to eating it, so I couldn't help it, so I ate it all."

Luo Ye was speechless. Looking at Buzhou's pitiful little figure, he couldn't bear to continue to torture him.

After all, he can't vomit even if he can't suffer any good or badly.

Sighing, Luo Ye said, "Forget it, I'll go buy some food."

After saying that, Luo Ye went out.

Seeing this, Buzhou wanted to say something but stopped, but before he could finish speaking, Luo Ye had already jogged downstairs.

Seeing this, he quickly followed, his eyes full of struggle, and he kept his mouth shut several times.

There is only one convenience store in the village, which can also be understood as a small supermarket, which sells from commonly used hardware to oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, rice, instant noodles, and snacks. The owner of this store is He Qingle, and his brother is He Qingping, who guards the City God Temple.

The two brothers sang Peking Opera and local opera in their early years. He Qingping sang martial artists and He Qingle sang Qingyi. Later, when they got older, they retreated one after another.

He Qingping guarded the City God Temple. When he was in a good mood, or there was a happy event in the village, he sang a few songs under the big locust tree in front of the City God Temple to cheer everyone up. If he was happy, he would still make a few somersaults. Unfortunately, he is getting older and Luo Ye hasn't seen He Qingping make somersaults for several years.

He Qingle was different. His voice was broken in his early years and he was destined to be unable to sing the show. So he opened this convenience store, which was quite famous. The house itself was an old building. It is said to be from the Ming and Qing dynasties, but it was also dilapidated. If it weren't for the houses on both sides squeezing it, Luo Ye would have suspected that a gust of wind would blow it down.

The plaque of this convenience store is not a convenience store, but an old brand full of vicissitudes of life. It says five big words: He Ji Grocery Store, and there is also a signature below. Unfortunately, I can't see what I wrote clearly.

He Qingle once asked a craftsman to repair it, but unfortunately after seeing it, the craftsmen shook their heads, saying that they could not repair it, and they were afraid that it would be damaged and could not afford to compensate.

So I kept it like this.

Luo Ye came to the door of the grocery store, which was closed.

However, Luo Ye knew that He Qingle was not a person who went to bed early, so he knocked on the door without hesitation.

Sure enough, after just two knocks, a hoarse voice came from inside: "Who?"

The voice is hoarse and low, and it sounds a bit cunning.

The roller shutter door slowly opened, the squeaking sound was combined with the dark night, the old locust trees with fangs and claws, and the old street with a little ancient flavor but desolate and deserted...

A gust of wind blew, and Buzhou lay on Luo Ye's ear and said tremblingly: "There is no ghost here, right?"

Luo Ye rolled his eyes and before he could speak, the rolling shutter door had been pulled to more than half a person high. A dry and dissatisfied hand held the rolling shutter door slowly as he slowly rose, a miserable white face came out from behind the rolling shutter door...

"Ah!" Luo Ye, who had originally wanted to laugh at him, was so scared that he jumped more than one meter high, and jumped more than one meter away, breaking his long jump record from childhood to adulthood!

Then I heard the hoarse voice: "Little Yezi, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

As he spoke, the rolling gate was completely opened, and the light shone out a dark and hazy figure. He was tall and thin and slender. At first glance, he looked like an ancient woman. His long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his face was still so white!
Chapter completed!