Tonight, We Pull Off a Big One!

After a while, Ma Xiaotao stepped out of her room and saw someone with eight shoulder poles sticking out of his body watering the flowers in the garden.

She rubbed her bleary eyes and looked again. "Fuck, I'm seeing ghosts."

Her scream startled Jiang Hao out of his rocking chair. Watching Pot Bro fry eggs, he snapped at Ma Xiaotao, "What are you yelling about this early?"

"Jiang Hao, there's a monster in the house! Didn't you know? That thing has eight shoulder poles growing out of it."

Jiang Hao grinned and looked where she was pointing. "Sharp eyes you've got. You had time to count eight shoulder poles, but you couldn't see the man has eight pairs of arms?

"What's wrong with carrying eight shoulder poles? Makes perfect sense."

"Quit yelling. He's my new employee.

"His Martial Soul is the Eight-Armed Flying Jiangshi. He can fly, he has plenty of arms, and he's great at getting work done. If you scare him off, you're tending the stove for me today."

After a couple more words between them, the mood in the Courtyard eased.

Jiang Hao glanced over as Sand Bro returned from shopping. The five of them sat down at the round table in the Courtyard.

Mad Demon Bro held a Chicken Leg in one hand and a knife and fork in another, while yet another hand carried a bowl of millet soup. His mouth never stopped moving.

Ma Xiaotao stared, dumbfounded, then began stuffing the few remaining Chicken Legs into her mouth one after another. You've got to be kidding. Like I'd let you eat all my food.

Ignoring the ache in her arms from yesterday's work, Ma Xiaotao crammed in another Chicken Leg.

After eating and drinking their fill, they cleaned up and left the Courtyard for