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Chapter 64 Luck that cannot be recovered

Xia Zhihuai put the baby bottle on the table, looked down at the small pendant in his palm, and felt as if he was holding a piece of ice in his hand.

Huang Xikong was extremely disgusted, raised his hand and waved lightly, and the switch of the TV was automatically turned on.

Xia Zhihuai looked at his calm appearance speechlessly, sat on the sofa and said dissatisfiedly: "This is my home."

"So?" Huang Xikong adjusted the TV station casually.

Xia Zhihuai didn't know what to complain about, so he sighed deeply.

"You can do whatever you want."

Huang Xikong withdrew his gaze, looked at the TV again, and said involuntarily, "Your lives are rich and colorful now."

"Of course."

Xia Zhihuai put the snacks on the table into a box, and shouted towards the bathroom: "Wanwan, are you alright?"

After a while, Wanwan's angry voice came from the toilet.

"Brother, don't urge me, if you urge me again, I won't be able to pull out Smelly."

Xia Zhihuai's head was full of black lines: "..."

Huang Xikong snorted lightly, "Oh."

"A living person has a lot of feces and urine."

Xia Zhihuai was immediately unhappy, and said, "It's the same as saying that you didn't shit or pee when you were alive!"

Huang Xikong glanced at him: "I have been dead for many years."

"Then you can't deny that when you were a human being, you did the same things as me. Are you embarrassed, okay!"

Wanwan opened the bathroom door, came out rubbing her belly, her cheeks were puffed up with anger, and she complained fiercely, "You guys are so noisy, you'll bother me if you mess around."

One person and one ghost sitting on the sofa immediately fell silent.

Wan Wan hummed and walked to the table, sighed faintly: "Okay, stop quarreling, you are all big friends now."

Huang Xikong propped his chin with one hand, and glanced at Xia Zhihuai lazily.

Xia Zhihuai gave him a blank look, just wanting to knock his head to one side.

Xia Zhihuai snorted softly: "Childish!"

Huang Xikong mocked in a low voice: "Irreverent!"

"Where are things?" Wanwan spread her hands.

Xia Zhihuai put the thumb-sized evil image on her white and tender palm: "This thing feels cold to the touch."

Wanwan nodded to show that she was aware of the danger.

She held the evil image and observed it for a long time, then looked up at Huang Xikong: "Did you feel anything when you got it?"

"There's an evil spirit inside." Huang Xikong said casually.

Wanwan: "What about the evil spirits?"

Huang Xikong wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb: "Eat."

Wanwan glared: "!!!"

Xia Zhihuai turned to stare at him.

Huang Xikong sat on the sofa calmly: "It's just a little evil spirit that doesn't make sense, and it's nothing important."

"Don't look at me like that, you didn't say I can't eat."

Huang Xikong was not afraid of the little guy's eyes, but he still felt a little guilty: "I asked the Taoist priest about borrowing luck, and I thought about it myself. It was Huo Zhe who gave the borrowed ceramic doll to this idiot, and then Rely on this evil god statue to absorb the luck obtained from him."

"But Huo Zhe didn't know that most of the luck he got from your brother was used to feed that evil spirit, and the evil spirit only gave him a little bit, otherwise that guy's career would have been in full swing. "

Wanwan put her hands on her hips angrily: "So you ate the evil spirit! What about my brother's luck?"

"Even if I bring back the evil spirit, you won't get back your luck." Huang Xikong raised his eyebrows dissatisfied with her attitude.

The luck swallowed by the evil spirit has completely become the tonic of that thing, which is also a part of its spirit body.

Wanwan became even angrier: "But brother is very unlucky!"

Huang Xikong glanced at Xia Zhihuai: "Luck can be brought back slowly."

Wanwan stared at him: "How could you do this! Maybe I can find a way?"

"Then there's nothing we can do now. I've already eaten." Huang Xikong touched the tip of his nose, but still refused to lower his head. "Evil spirits are a great tonic for me. If you compare yourself with others, if you have been hungry for thousands of years, a plate of The best food is placed in front of you, can you resist not eating it?" Wanwan: "..." Of course not!
But still very angry~
This ghost who doesn't keep his word!

After listening to the conversation between the two, Xia Zhihuai roughly understood the situation: "You mean, even if I crack the Borrowing Luck Technique, I will be unlucky in a short time?"

"Yes." Huang Xikong told him the truth.

Xia Zhihuai's heart was extremely heavy, he thought he could use this to turn himself around.

It doesn't seem to work.

Wanwan looked at Xia Zhihuai worriedly, put her hands on his knees, grabbed his fingertips and comforted him: "Brother, don't worry, you can still become the same as before if you take it slow."

My elder brother is the reincarnation of Qinglong, so his luck is already very strong.

Although a large part of it was taken away, he has countless blessings, and he will be able to return to the peak sooner or later.

"how long?"

Wan Wan pinched her finger in confusion: "Maybe... it will take a year or two?"

Because of the calamity of reincarnation, he will definitely not recover in just a week or two like when he was a fairy.

Xia Zhihuai's heart is heavy. Perhaps for ordinary people, it is a lucky thing to recover their luck in a year or two.

But it's different for him.

His occupation is relatively special... If he is unlucky for a year or two, he may only get worse and worse.

This is actually hard to accept for him who has stood at the top since his debut.

Especially not because of his ability, but because of this inexplicable reason.

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Wanwan tugged at his little fingertip, "I'll destroy the evil image first, so that at least I can get back the luck that that scoundrel took away from you, brother."

Huang Xikong just sat on the side without interrupting, watching Xia Zhihuai feeling lonely, although he didn't feel guilty, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Wan Wan held the pendant in her right hand, pouring spiritual power into her fingertips, crushing the evil image to pieces with a click.

Inside the shattered evil image was a small red cloth bag.

After opening it, Wanwan looked at the hair wrapped in the yellow talisman and the dried blood, took out the talisman paper and burned the things.

After everything was burned, Xia Zhihuai obviously felt relaxed.

He touched his shoulder in some surprise, but he didn't see the unlucky ghost again when he turned his head.

Huang Xikong appeared in the corridor, and directly brought the unlucky ghost in front of Wanwan: "What about it?"

Wanwan looked at the unlucky ghost who was completely unconscious, and instinctively shivered in Huang Xikong's hand.

"Leave it to the underworld."

This kind of unlucky ghost is the most troublesome.

He had been unlucky during his life, but he died unwillingly, and gradually became an unlucky ghost who likes to steal other people's luck.

The more luck they steal, the more greedy they become, and then the individual consciousness will become weak and disappear.

The unlucky ghost in front of him was not infected with human life, but it lost all consciousness.

It should be that after being caught, he lost consciousness and was taken as a low-level ghost servant, specially used to deal with others.

It hasn't killed anyone yet, so Wanwan can't beat him to dust.

Therefore, it can only be handed over to the underworld.

Of course, Huang Xikong could actually swallow it too.

It is very common for ghosts to devour one another, but if ghosts devour more of the same kind, they will gradually lose their minds and become evil ghosts.

Seeing Huang Xikong staring at the hapless ghost in a daze, Wanwan asked, "Are you going to swallow it?"

Huang Xikong pulled a wisp of yin energy from the unlucky ghost, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and decisively threw the unlucky ghost to Wanwan.

"Send it to the underworld, it's too unpalatable."

Wanwan: "..."

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

The unlucky guy who managed to escape because it tasted too bad: ┗( T﹏T )┛

(End of this chapter)