soul collector

The moment they looked at each other, Jiang Qiao and Hu Cuiping had strange expressions.

Jiang Qiao was very embarrassed. He didn't expect his voice to be so loud, but no matter who it was, he would be shocked to see a face swollen into a pig's head in the middle of the night.

Seeing his terrified expression, Hu Cuiping changed her face, and then buried her head deeper, lowering her head and dragging the heavy and bulky garbage bag to the garbage bin step by step.

Jiang Qiao couldn't stand it anymore, walked up to her, hesitated for a while, and reached out his hand, forcibly snatched the garbage bag from Hu Cuiping's hand, then picked it up and walked directly to the big garbage can, lifted the lid and swung it in. , let go.

The lid of the trash can was smashed down with a bang, and the loud noise echoed throughout the community.After about five or six seconds, the window with the light on was pulled open, and a man's head stuck out, cursing, "You bitch, can't you keep your voice down?"

The trash can was so close to the floor that the man couldn't see the people underneath, but he knew where his wife was, so he shouted again in displeasure: "It's not enough to be beaten, it's just a bitch!"

Jiang Qiao didn't say a word, he was watching Hu Cuiping's reaction.Looking for the voice, she raised her head and looked up at the window of her own house, her eyes were empty, still without any soul, but she looked like she was thinking about something.

When Wang Dong finally had enough of scolding and closed the window, Jiang Qiao asked, "What are you thinking?"

Hu Cuiping slowly looked away, glanced at him again, and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

She said turning around and going back.He still has the oil soup on his hand when he cleaned up the garbage bag, so he rubbed it on his pajama pants casually.Even if the lights were dark and the street lights were unclear, Jiang Qiao could still see two oily-brown handprints on the gaudy pink pajama pants.

"Why are you so unhygienic?"

Hu Cuiping didn't even turn her head, and continued walking into the building.When she walked to the door of the building, she suddenly remembered something and looked back at Jiang Qiao.

"you."

Hu Cuiping paused, and said slowly: "Really don't come here in the future. I know you, I watched it on TV. Why do you care about the private affairs of us little people? I will not sue my husband, nor will I Divorce him, and we will live a good life together."

Jiang Qiao said, "Little common people? You don't live the life of common people. It's not like I said that your fate in life is not something that common people can meet at will."

"Really?" Hu Cuiping wiped her red and swollen cheeks with her hand. Still expressionless, she just said in a low voice, "That may be because I think highly of them. Which woman hasn't been beaten twice by her own man? Big director, don't Get the material from me, okay?"

Jiang Qiao is at a loss for words, this woman has always had such a vigor, she insists on going on the wrong road and refuses to listen to dissuasion, when you list the pain she suffered because of choosing this road, she just smiles nonchalantly—who hasn't suffered yet? If you have committed these crimes, what's all the fuss about.

This kind of spirit usually appears in the protagonists of TV dramas, which is called lovable.But it appeared on such a middle-aged woman with a bruised nose and a swollen face for four consecutive days.

Jiang Qiao was speechless. He watched Hu Cuiping twist and turn into the stairway door, the staggering figure disappeared, and the whole neighborhood immediately returned to tranquility.

It's just that this tranquility seems to be suppressing something, which makes people feel uncomfortable, an indescribable feeling.

Jiang Qiao glanced at the shadow of the building not far away, and said, "Just watch, in less than 5 minutes, there will be another fight upstairs."

Tang Xiu walked out slowly, walked to his side, and whispered: "Let's go back."

Jiang Qiao hummed, regained his thoughts and followed his ancestor to the parking place, while asking casually, "Shall I have a late-night snack? Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry, but eatable."

Jiang Qiao thought for a while, "Then go and have some porridge. If you eat anything else, you'll say I'm unhealthy."

"it is good."

Jiang Qiao smiled, "That sashimi porridge is really good. I remember you drank the whole casserole last time."

"Which time?" Tang Xiu was stunned for a moment, "How can I eat so much?"

"It's just the last time I caught a cold. I was so burnt that I was stupefied. I'll take you to drink porridge. You wrap your arms around the casserole and drink it spoon by spoon. You'll see the bottom of it while you're drinking." Jiang Qiao said Smiling and sighing, "I scraped the bottom of the pot with a spoon later, so I barely tasted it."

Tang Xiu laughed angrily, and glared at Jiang Qiao, "Go ahead and talk, every day is like telling a story, no matter how old you are."

"Compared to my ancestors, am I just a baby?" Jiang Qiao brazenly pretended to be stupid, and then sighed, "I've been working hard for so long and seeing domestic violence every day. I don't think so. Ah, let's give up, anyway, I have collected all the pieces in this life, let's spend the rest of our lives honestly."

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiu shook his head decisively and said, "No."

"why?"

"You are almost successful, now give up?"

"Ah?" Jiang Qiao opened his mouth wide, "What's about to succeed? Didn't you hear what that woman said to me just now?"

"It's only after hearing that that I feel that you're going to succeed." Tang Xiu sighed, touched his stomach suddenly, and said, "Let's go to the porridge shop first, I'm suddenly a little hungry."

"Okay." Jiang Qiao immediately calmed down, completely forgot about collecting souls, and started driving seriously.

The street scene outside the window quickly retreated, the city hadn't completely fallen asleep, the carnival of street food bars seemed to have just begun, waves of customers came in and out, and there was a bustling scene everywhere.

But behind the prosperity of this city, there are so many filth and gloom that are ashamed to see the light.

Tang Xiu looked at Jiang Qiao's serious driving profile, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked, "Didn't you experience any family accidents when you were young?"

"No." Jiang Qiao smiled warmly, "My family is very good. My dad is a very serious and responsible man. When he was a child, the light bulb at home was broken, and he asked me to watch it when he repaired it. Next time Let me come. He is also busy with work, but he especially enjoys the process of raising me. My mother is very gentle and good at cooking. I really have not inherited this at all, haha."

Tang Xiu couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth when he heard this.In fact, he has seen too many happy families, but this kind of precious family that is happy from one end to the end makes him feel warm every time he hears about it.

"My parents passed away very early, but I am content with it. At least when they were alive, our family really had nothing to say." Jiang Qiao said with a sigh, "People outside say that I have a bad temper, but I actually left After I lost my family, the softest part of my heart was taken away, and naturally I was not in a good state. But it is different now, I have a baby."

Tang Xiu suppressed the smile in his eyes when he heard the words, and said coldly: "First, I'm not your baby. Second, you have me, so you still have a bad temper and you're going to die?"

“How come you see?”

"Li Ziping sent me a text message yesterday to complain. You go to W to choose a supporting role. I interviewed more than 20 actors, and more than half of them were said to cry."

Jiang Qiao rolled his eyes immediately when he heard the words, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"It's because the quality of the newcomers this year is too poor. Looking at you. You know that I am most annoyed by those pitiful faces, the more I cry, the more I want to wake them up."

Tang Xiu said with a smile: "When newcomers meet your number in the audition, they are enough to memorize it."

The two were arguing daily when the red coupe in front suddenly braked suddenly. Tang Xiu shouted, "Be careful!" Almost at the same time, Jiang Qiao instinctively steadied the steering wheel and stepped on the brake.The car came to a sudden stop. If it wasn't for the seat belt, the ancestor might have hit his head on the windshield, and he would be buried in the ground in the true sense.

"What's going on?" Jiang Qiao lowered the car window and looked out, and saw a woman coming out of the driver's seat of the car that stopped suddenly, with rings and bracelets in her hands, all of which were famous jewelry.She didn't turn her head to look at the other cars blocked by her, but went around directly.

Tang Xiu looked at the angle of her gaze at the ground and felt something was wrong. He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car and said, "It's probably blowing someone, let's go down and have a look."

Lying in front of the red coupe was an old black motorcycle. The owner was a man in his 30s, who was rolling around on the ground with his calves in his arms and sighing.

Seeing Jiang Qiao's tense expression, Tang Xiu said in a low voice, "It's just pretending, it's nothing at all."

"Oh." Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, turned his head to look at more and more people around his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Let's get back in the car now, or take out the mask and come out to watch the fun, it's too sensitive gone."

Tang Xiu hummed and followed him into the car, and when he was about to get in the car, he couldn't help but turn around and take a look there.

The woman pulled out a long L-brand wallet from the red handbag, opened the lock with her pointed nails, and pulled out a stack of pink banknotes from it. According to visual inspection, there were at least twenty bills.

Then the woman directly threw the money into the man's arms, and said with a sneer, "Brother, if you want to learn how to blackmail people, you can just accept it. When I do your operations, you are probably still copying your homework in elementary school."

Tang Xiu couldn't see the reaction of the man on the ground, he only saw half a minute later, the man helped himself to stand up, without looking at the woman, he got on the car and drove away at full speed.

Jiang Qiao wowed, "This woman's eyes are quite sharp, yes."

Hearing this, Tang Xiu just glanced at him and didn't speak.After the two of them got into the car, Tang Xiu said, "Guess what occupation was that woman just now?"

"Occupation?" Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment. To be honest, his attention was all on the man on the ground. He didn't even see what that woman looked like. How could he guess her occupation?

The old ancestor gave him a meaningful look, sighed and said: "In the next life, I can no longer help you collect souls all the time. You are now a practitioner with 36 souls, and you are still insensitive to human observation. It's really outrageous."

Jiang Qiao, "???"

What's the meaning?It's a big night, hard work is not rewarded, but suddenly you are disgusted for no reason?

He was about to argue with his ancestor, but he heard Tang Xiu say: "That woman's career can't be on the stage, you understand. And don't you feel familiar with her smell?"