Chapter 502 It Doesn't Matter, I Don't Dislike My Ancestors

Nan Xun guessed that this is what Xiaoba said, and she already knew Xiaoba's routine.

Nan Xun replied, "Try Qiuqiu, the ancestor only treats me as a junior, as a little boy. The most important thing now is how to make the ancestor notice that I am not a little boy, but a woman."

Xiao Ba hesitated for a while, then said solemnly: "First of all, you have to look like a woman. Take a look at your shriveled body. With this body, you still want the big boss to treat you as a woman?"

Nan Xun looked down silently, and then planned to drink yogurt every day and eat more papaya and oranges.

After sticking with the ancestor for a while, Nan Xun couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to sleep.

"Ancestor, it's very late, aren't you going to bed?"

Shen Ruiyuan was stunned for a moment, his expression was stiff for a moment, he touched Nan Xun's head, and said warmly: "Girl go to sleep first, the ancestor will sleep later."

"Okay, good night, my ancestor, see you in the morning~" Nan Xun ran upstairs after finishing speaking.

Shen Ruiyuan looked at her back for a while, then took a long time to look back. He sat quietly on the sofa alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nan Xun slept in a daze, and heard her stomach growl, probably because she was growing and hungry, and then she got up like a ghost, swayed her body and walked to a hall, ready to go to the refrigerator to find something to eat.

As a result, the food hadn't been found yet, and the figure on the sofa of Senior Nanxun screamed in fright.

"Girl?" The figure moved and seemed to turn to look at her.

Nan Xun was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned on the lights in the hall, and what he saw was the old ancestor sitting on the sofa.

He was still in his daytime outfit, and his snow-white shirt wasn't wrinkled at all, which means he's probably been sitting there in this sitting position.

Nan Xun wore big slippers and ran to him, "Old Ancestor, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

Even if you don't sleep, you have to do something, why are you sitting here with the lights off? It's scary. Of course she said this in her heart.

Shen Ruiyuan was silent for a while, and said, "The ancestor is not used to sleeping in bed."

Having stayed in that coffin for more than a thousand years, he was used to lying in the coffin to sleep, smelling the smell of the thousand-year-old willow, the strong suffocating yin around him, and... the sweetness of blood.

He wanted to be a person again, but he found that some things were not just a habit, it was an addiction, and it was difficult to quit.

Nan Xun instantly understood why.

Although Old Ancestor is a high-level corpse demon, no matter how powerful he is and how close he is to humans, he is still a zombie in essence. Zombies seem to sleep in coffins?

"Ancestor, where is your cell phone?" Nan Xun asked suddenly.

Shen Ruiyuan didn't ask, and directly handed her the phone in his pocket.

Nan Xun dialed Shen Zongyao's number, it was estimated that it was very late, and it took a long time for someone to pick it up.

"Hey, ancestor! Is there anything wrong with the ancestor?" Shen Zongyao's cautious voice came from the other side.

"Mr. Shen, I'm Shen Xiaorou. The ancestor said that the bed here is too soft and I'm not used to sleeping."

Shen Zongyao on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "I understand, tell my ancestor, I will have someone change the bed tomorrow, oh no, now."

"No need, Mr. Shen will bring the old ancestor's coffin."

Shen Zongyao was stunned for a while before replying: "I understand, I didn't think carefully."

Nan Xun hung up the phone and grinned at the ancestor, "Ancestor, it's done."

Shen Ruiyuan's brows have been frowning slightly and have not loosened.

Nan Xun knew what he was struggling with, so he jumped into his arms and hugged him by the waist: "It's okay, Patriarch, even if I sleep in a coffin, I won't despise Papa."

Shen Ruiyuan stroked her hair and didn't speak for a long time.

But just snuggling quietly like this, the atmosphere is also very warm.

Nan Xun was nestled in Shen Ruiyuan's arms, holding a cucumber in his hand and biting into it.

Shen Ruiyuan said helplessly: "Eating at such a late hour, be careful to eat badly."

Nan Xun giggled, "Don't be afraid, I'm really growing up now."

"Patriarch, Patriarch, I want to listen to your story." Nan Xun moved around in his arms, like a restless child.

Shen Ruiyuan hugged her waist, fixed her, and asked in a low voice, "What story do you want to hear, girl?"

"The old ancestor has a lot of knowledge, let me tell you about some strange things that the old ancestor encountered in the past when he looked at Feng Shui for others, I want to hear it."

"Okay." Shen Ruiyuan's gentle and gentle voice sounded, and Nan Xun listened with relish.

However, Nan Xun had just eaten a cucumber, and her stomach was not so hungry anymore. The old ancestor's arms were so cool and comfortable. Although the story was very good, she still started to fight with her eyelids and fell asleep after a while.

Shen Zongyao came very quickly, Shen Ruiyuan heard the doorbell, glanced down at the little girl in his arms, and hugged her directly to his arm in the way of holding a child, and then opened the door with one free hand.

When the visitor saw the old ancestor and Nan Xun in his arms, he was shocked. He didn't expect the old ancestor to hug a little girl in his arms so tenderly.

Shen Zongyao coughed, called out to the ancestor in a proper manner, and then let the four muscular men at the door carry the heavy coffin in.

The coffin was tightly wrapped with a black cloth, and five anti-evil talismans were pasted on the outside.

"Ancestor, this... I can't do anything either. This thing has been in that place for a long time, and the yin and suffocation on it is too heavy. If it doesn't, ordinary people can't stand it." Shen Zongyao saw the ancestor's eyes on the coffin. , explained quickly.

Shen Zongyao frowned slightly, "Be softer, the girl is asleep."

Shen Zongyao: ...

Scared him to death, he thought that the ancestor was unhappy because he saw the evil-suppressing talisman above.

"Put the coffin in my bedroom, remember to move lightly."

Shen Zongyao nodded again and again and greeted a few people who carried the coffin to work lightly.

When the matter was finished, Shen Zongyao tried to ask, "Ancestor, this junior met a client yesterday. I looked at it for a long time and didn't see the problem, you see—"

Shen Ruiyuan glanced at him and said lightly, "Bring someone to me tomorrow to see."

When Shen Zongyao heard this, he excitedly responded with "Hey, hey" several times in a row.

After the others left, Shen Ruiyuan went upstairs with the girl in his arms and gently placed him on the bed.

Looking at the girl's sweet sleeping face, Shen Ruiyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then rubbed her little head.

He closed the door softly and went back to his bedroom.

Next to the big European-style bed, he saw the big coffin.

This coffin has kept him for more than a thousand years. Although it is a bit ridiculous, he seems to be used to it. It is a habit of merging into flesh and blood.

Shen Ruiyuan drew a talisman array on the door and windows to ensure that the yin and evil spirits on the coffin would not overflow, then he opened the lid of the coffin and lay in by himself.

At the moment when the lid of the coffin was closed, a long-lost feeling hit him. He took a deep breath of the evil energy on the coffin and slowly closed his eyes.