Guifeng looked at the two people's holding hands.

Guifeng: My dear husband, aren’t you shy anymore?

He let go of Chi An's hand and prepared to wash his hands.

I didn't want to explain at first, but thinking that my husband was sentimental, I said, "I'll go wash my hands."

Chi An, who was originally feeling a little disappointed, suddenly became happy after hearing Gui Feng's explanation.

Chi An: o(￣ヘ￣o＃) My brother cares about me a lot and even explained things to me. He was afraid that I would misunderstand. It seems that my brother has me in his heart.

Guifeng washed his hands and wiped them with a handkerchief.

Walk to the stone table.

She took two steamed buns from the basket and placed them on Songyue's paws: "When it's hungry, it will go to the mountain to find food. You can give it some meat and steamed buns. Songyue doesn't come here often. I'll go to the mountain to cut some bamboo tomorrow."

Chi An handed one of his specially baked meat cakes to Gui Feng: "Brother, please try it. I baked this specially for you."

Guifeng glanced at the baked cakes.

It smells nice.

Still very round.

There is a layer of sesame seeds on the surface of the cake.

Looks very appetizing.

Guifeng took it and said, "Thank you."

He took a bite, and under Chi An's expectant gaze, he commented: "It's delicious, not bad."

Chi An was very happy to hear Gui Feng's praise.

"If you like it, I will cook it for you every day."

Chi Yuyao munched on the biscuit and asked doubtfully, "Will you get tired of eating it every day?"

Chi An: “…” Sometimes I really want to beat up this sister.

Children should not interrupt when adults are talking.

Gui Feng handed a meat pie to Chi An: "You don't have to eat it every day. When the time comes, you just need to study hard and try to get a good grade in the exam."

"After dinner, I will try to find a well-educated teacher to test you."

Chi An responded obediently: "Okay, brother."

Chi An: As expected, my brother has me in his heart. He even gave me cookies.

If Gui Feng knew what Chi An was thinking, he would definitely beat him up.

What kind of brain is this?

I was just given a cake, but that's all I wanted to say.

If this happened outside, he would be deceived by the slightest favor from others.

After dinner.

Chi Yuyao went to wash the dishes obediently.

Guifeng took a stack of paper money from the woodshed, as well as a copper basin for burning the paper money.

I took it and came to the desk in the bedroom.

Two oil lamps were lit on the desk, making it brighter.

He spread out the paper money, lit it with a tinder, and placed it in the basin.

He poked it with a branch and then threw paper money into it.

Not for a while.

A gust of wind blew in from inside the house.

The flame of the burning oil lamp flickered.

A translucent old man appeared in front of the desk.

The old man was wearing a white robe and had gray hair that was neatly groomed.

The whole person is elegant and upright.

Gives people a feeling of immortality.

He stroked his beard and said coldly, "Who called me?"

Guifeng stood up and patted the dust off his clothes: "Junior."

Zhu Mu pretended to be aloof and glanced at Gui Feng: "Really? But I don't know you. What do you want from me? Tell me. If I'm in a good mood, I'll..."

Zhu Mu hasn't finished speaking yet.

Gui Feng said directly: "If you don't help, I won't give you any money for burning paper money this month."

Zhu Mu was furious: "You keep threatening me. Am I a punching bag? Threaten me if you want. I'm telling you, I'm really helping you today."

Say the most cruel words in the harshest tone.

Gui Feng sneered: "Can't you have a bit of backbone?"

Zhu Mu floated to Chi An's side and circled around him: "Can courage be eaten as food? No, and the prices down there are rising sharply now, give me more."

Guifeng put the remaining paper money into the basin and asked: "Is grandma doing well down there?"

Zhu Mu knew who Gui Feng was talking about.

"It's okay. It's just that your grandma drank Meng Po soup and forgot her memory. She was originally going to be reincarnated, but Meng Po found out that your grandma was good at cooking, so she kept her and asked her to cook Meng Po soup. The monthly salary is very high, and with the money you make, she is now ranked among the top 100 earners in the underworld."

Although Chi An had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

Watching Guifeng talking to the ghost so calmly.

He was so scared that his face turned pale.

Zhu Mu looked at Chi An and shook his head: "Feng Ge'er, the little husband you married seems a little timid."

Chi An retorted: "I didn't."

Zhu Mu pointed at Chi An and said to Gui Feng with an expression that said, "Look, you are just timid. Only timid people would say that. Look."

Gui Feng slapped the table and said, "Shut up."

Zhu Mu muttered softly: "What's so fierce about it? If it weren't for the fact that you gave me so much, I wouldn't have come."

Gui Feng smiled and said, “Really?”

The voice was low and sounded a little dangerous.

Zhu Mu quickly changed the subject and said to Chi An with a smile: "Brother Feng's little husband, come here quickly. I'm here to test you. You must study hard and don't let Brother Feng down."

Because Zhu Mu is a ghost, he cannot touch anything.

It can only be relayed verbally.

When talking about the contents of the book, Chi An turned the pages himself.

If Guifeng uses his own blood to summon ghosts, the ghosts will be able to touch real objects for a short period of two hours.

When Guifeng was studying, he summoned Zhumu with his own blood.

This way it will be more convenient for him to study.

But he and Chi An had only just met for a short time.

And I don't know whether Chi An is suitable for studying.

There was no need for him to waste a drop of his blood.

He would wait a month and see if Chi An was indeed a good student and then take a look.

Zhu Mu was a respected gentleman with great knowledge during his lifetime.

At that time, Guifeng burned a lot of paper money for him and used threats and inducements before Zhu Mu agreed to teach him.

For the next hour, Chi An listened very carefully.

Guifeng sat aside, wiping his knife with a handkerchief.

The knife is not very heavy, only fifty kilograms.

The blade gleamed coldly in the light of the lamp.

Guifeng saw that the time was almost up, so he sheathed his sword.

"It's getting late, old man. Go back to bed."

Zhu Mu cursed in his heart: He is just talking in the middle of a conversation, forget it, who wants this rich guy?

When he first died, many people still burned paper money for him.

But as time went by, people gradually forgot about him.

Few people give him money for burning paper anymore.

Until he was summoned by Guifeng.

There is hope for the days of poverty relief now. Guifeng has given too much. The prices down here are too high.

Guifeng snapped his fingers and Zhu Mu disappeared.

Chi An put down the brush in his hand and looked at Gui Feng with sparkling eyes: "Brother is so awesome, brother..."

Before he could finish his words, Guifeng directly picked him up.

Chi An: “!”o(*////▽////*)q

Why is his brother hugging him?

Guifeng put the man on the bed and waved his hand.

A strong wind blew and the oil lamp on the desk went out.

Guifeng reached out and pulled open Chi An's clothes.