"... you are really a duck!"

    Seeing this, Xiang Xing''s soft eyes suddenly lit up. He couldn''t help but excitedly hold the fat chirp into his palm and shouted, "why don''t you contact me secretly?"

    "... Goo Goo ~"

    Fat Joo cooed hoarsely for a few times, and seemed to blink mung bean eyes reluctantly.

    He tilted his head, seemed to think for a moment, and then began to scratch his arms with his wings. The tip of his wings pointed to his head and the mobile phone with Xiang Xing on the window edge.

    The little guy frowned and was stunned.

    After a pause, it was like a meeting. He picked up his cell phone and waved in front of it, "do you want to say, do you want to use this to communicate with me?"

    "... Goo Goo!!"

    The pigeon nodded like mashing garlic.

    Seeing this, Xiang Xing thought, so he had to try to open the memo in the mobile phone, call out the input method, and then push the mobile phone in front of its claws.

    The next second, she saw that fat Gu was like pecking rice. With a fast and skillful speed, she frantically knocked on the keyboard on the screen with its little bird tongue.

    The little guy was shocked

    Soon a line appeared in the memo.

    [if I hadn''t been your grandpa duck, who else would have followed me in this ghost rain!!!]

    "... I can''t be sure, so I confirmed it with you!"

    Feeling the deep contempt between the lines, Xiang Xing couldn''t help but deflate his small mouth and hum angrily.

    After a pause, he continued to ask suspiciously, "what happened to you that reduced you to typing with a bird''s beak to communicate with me?"

    “……”

    Gugu pigeon, no, Gugu duck gave her a weak look.

    He continued to tap the keyboard. "It''s nothing. It''s preliminarily estimated that he got caught in the rain when he came in. The rain went into the silly bird''s brain and drenched out a little fault in the system."

    “……”

    Looking at that line of words, Xiang Xing couldn''t help twitching at the corners of his mouth.

    Hello.

    The broken system of duck is inferior to the original owner''s little sister''s mobile phone! Rain can damage it!

    Thinking of this, she couldn''t help but sadly help her forehead, "what should I do? How should I see the plot?"

    The duck looked at her again.

    Continue typing, [when I fix the system, you can read it!... although it may take two or three days.]

    [in the meantime, you can make do by yourself. I''m tired. I went to bed first ~]

    After writing, the ducks and ducks cooed again. Then they took off without hesitation and flew to the center of the small bed pillow.

    Without saying a word, he directly shook down in the most comfortable position and fell asleep for a second.

    “……”

    Good guy, Xiang Xing can''t help but go straight to the good guy.

    She looked at the rain outside the window and sighed faintly. After that, she could only pick up the original owner''s little sister''s cell phone again.

    All right.

    ……

    The next morning, the rain outside finally stopped.

    Under the scouring of rain all night, this border town is more clean and fresh, free from fine dust.

    Inside the house, the COO duck, who had slept all night, finally opened his eyes, lazily spread his wings and stretched his waist.

    Comfortable~

    It sighed a few times, and its eyes inadvertently swept around.

    But at the corner of the bed, a little ancestor was facing it, slightly bowed and sat cross legged playing with his mobile phone. Dog

    The fatigue of that face and the faint dark circles under his eyes told it that this guy was afraid to stay all night.

    ... it''s crazy, isn''t it!

    The duck was so angry that she let out a few shouts. She couldn''t help fluttering her wings and flew directly to Xiang Xing''s slender shoulder to stand.

    Then he raised his wings and gently shouted to her watery and clear cheek, "Goo Goo Goo Goo!"

    “……”

    Xiang Xing raised his godless soft eyes, glanced at it silently, and then put his mobile phone to the side.

    Watching it typing angrily: [didn''t you decide not to stay up all night in system space! Do you want to punch your face so fast!]

    "... you slept on my pillow. Where do I sleep?"

    The little guy flattened his mouth depressed and muttered.

    And then he said, "besides, you can''t show me the plot. I have to find out who I am?"

    “……”

    Ducks and ducks blinked mung bean eyes in silence.

    All right, it has nothing to say.

    Have you figured it out

    Looking at her complicated little look, the duck can only continue to ask.

    "It''s a little clear."

    Xiang Xing nodded faintly.

    "Su ti''s name is Xiang Xing. He is 22 years old. He is an Internet celebrity."

    With that, the little guy picked up his mobile phone, opened the microblog, and showed Yaya the account authentication of the original owner''s little sister, "well, it''s still a well-known divination blogger, with millions of fans."

    "I thought at first that she was the one who analyzed constellations and calculated tarot cards."

    Xiang Xing said, turned around again, pulled out a stack of white paper with strange totem painted in special ink from his bag, and shook it in front of the duck.

    The duck saw the totem on the paper, but with her shaking, it showed an extremely weak golden light.

    "You see, the little sister of the original owner seems to really have that divination ability, and there are many successful cases of divination in her microblog, although it seems that they are all about love prediction, academic and career development..."

    The girl shrugged her shoulders, "but at least it shows that the gold content of this divination is not bad."

    [... Isn''t that a good thing? Why are you still sad?]

    Duck asked with a puzzled face.

    The original owner is not satisfied with his super power?

    “……”

    Xiang Xing glanced at it.

    After a pause, he picked up his mobile phone and opened the wechat circle of friends.

    "You see, the original owner''s little sister''s ticket circle is not shown to anyone, and there are all kinds of negative energy complaints... I saw some, almost all related to her family."

    "I went to Du Niang again and found some names in the address book. Then I found that the father of the original owner''s little sister was a famous feng shui master in this country, named Xiang ang."

    "The Xiang family behind him is also an aristocratic family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. It is famous for watching Feng Shui and fortune telling... He also has several old articles and hot searches, all of which are quarrels between him and the original master''s sister."

    "And just yesterday, Xiang ang publicly announced on his personal microblog that he had cut off his relationship with the former master''s sister!"

    With that, the little guy opened the microblog again and gave the duck a look.

    Then he swung his sleeve and showed it the whip wound on his arm.

    The soft and moist bottom of her eyes showed a faint anger, "to sum up, the little sister was probably raped, and then escaped from home, or was driven out!"

    "Gu..."

    The duck immediately frowned solemnly.

    It''s a little miserable this time.