Practice writing and jump in line.
A fool who talks a lot and teases people without taking responsibility (Xia Zhinian) × a sultry and old-fashioned father with a possessive and dank skeleton attack (Tingshan)
Drama version——
Xia Zhinian is the 18th generation spirit binder of Zhenshan. He works in the 818 Mystery Bureau. He suffered amnesia while investigating the mission target "Skull Town" and was sent back to his hometown in the countryside to recuperate.
His hometown is in the mountains, and his neighbors heard that he had lost his memory when he came back, so they sent him a lot of things, including but not limited to:
Stones from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty that are very useful for wiping fires, lychee cores from the late Tang Dynasty that are said to be able to grow super sweet lychees, eight-part essays from the Qing Dynasty that are very useful for hypnosis...
Xia Zhinian had no choice but to accept it. As a reward, he often went to various houses to help out. With his good mouth and cleverness, he quickly became the town's favorite and got along like a fish in water.
In order to retrieve his memory, he could only start from "Skull Town", but Xia Zhinian searched all over the information and couldn't find any information, so he could only take on private jobs to make money.
Unexpectedly, the greedy ghost escaped when he was catching it. Village leader Lao Li happened to pass by and gave the ghost a hard squeeze on its head. The ghost immediately lay down.
When I was catching a demon fox, I was fascinated by it and almost died trapped in the illusion. Uncle Wang, the hunter, walked into the illusion and picked up the demon fox's tail and praised it as a good tail.
Even the big yellow dog he raised likes to chew on a few little ones to grind his teeth.
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Xia Zhinian felt something was very wrong, but his neighbor asked him to go to dinner in the evening, saying there would be roast chicken.
Xia Zhinian: "I won't go..."
Neighbor Aunt Huang: "Your uncle also slaughtered a sheep."
Foodie Xia Zhinian: "Here we come."
During the dinner, he drank a few more glasses of home-brewed fruit wine, and vaguely, he seemed to see Aunt Huang taking off her own leg bones and roasting lamb.
Xia Zhinian closed his eyes, he really drank too much.
Emotional line version——
On the first day after returning home, Xia Zhinian saw a small skeleton sitting on the graveyard and calling him uncle.
Xia Zhinian was so mean that he asked him to call him daddy.
Unexpectedly, the little skeleton screamed obediently and relied on him, dragging Xia Zhinian's trouser leg back home.
A big skeleton came that night.
The big skeleton sat on the chair, with a pair of slender legs straight: "This is my son."
Xia Zhinian looked at the two very similar people and said, "You can see it even if you are blind."
The big skull nodded with satisfaction: "You are my wife."
Xia Zhinian: "If you are lonely, I can go to the cemetery and put one together for you."
In order to get the news about Skeleton Town from the mouths of two skeletons, Xia Zhinian lived a life of raising a family.
He was fighting, and the little skeleton sat next to him and played with his head, making it look shiny.
As he runs for his life, Big Skeleton asks him if he wants to eat chicken stew tonight.
Xia Zhinian then pulled out his sternum and smashed it back. He collapsed and shouted, "Stew you!!!"
Xia Zhinian, who had a chance to escape that night, went home and saw a skeleton sitting in a pot. The little skeleton was throwing spices into the pot under his command.
Xia Zhinian held the sternum and closed the door expressionlessly. The big skeleton inside was very polite: "Can you put the sternum in? The sternum is very nutritious. I think you will like to drink it."
Xia Zhinian gritted his teeth, he couldn't live this life anymore.
Reading guide:
①Practice your writing, be abstract, don't dwell on it, bow in advance.
②In the late stage of attack, you are a person, not a skeleton all the time.
③The child is not biological, but it is better than biological.
④Neither of them are perfect characters, each has their own shortcomings, and the author is impartial.
⑤ Half sour and half sweet, half sour and half sweet, half sour and half sweet (say important things three times)
⑥ I wish you a happy reading. If you are not happy, you can give the author a slap in the face.
Concept: Forgetting is the second death.
