Chapter 1: Weights

Mu Mu ... ... said Xiao Bai, satisfied and burping: "It's time to get to work, I don't want to be a fox that dies from eating instant noodles"

Qin Mu sighed, walked outside to retrieve the one that was in operation, and when he turned back into the house, he felt a slight weight on his shoulder. A middle-aged man's voice, deep and resonant, appeared at the door: "Excuse me, is this place still open?"

Due to the exaggerated balcony of the owner of the building on the left extending outwards, it obstructs the entrance below, causing most of the morning sunlight to be occupied by it. Therefore, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning finally shines into the crooked building, it is already eleven thirty in the morning

Looking at the bowl of mushroom chicken instant noodles in front of him, Xiaobai, with his chubby little paws, skillfully picked up the chopsticks and lamented, "I really don't want to eat instant noodles..." However, the fact proved that Xiaobai finished off the entire bowl of Qin Daguangren's noodles.

Qin Mu: "... ..."

Qin Mu's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and his expression became serious, "That's me!" Goodness, he had been waiting all day and no one had come, and now the real person shows up? Upon hearing the other party mention his surname, Qin Mu immediately put aside his playful thoughts.

"Alright, my dear, you can't do without your share of food, just sleep a little longer..." Qin Mu had buried even half of his head in the quilt, appearing as if he was entangled with the quilt to the ends of the earth.

"Why is it instant noodles again?" A certain individual is on the verge of tears.

"What are you doing today?" Xiao Bai, who had no time to care about Qin Mu's distorted expression, lightly jumped onto the table. Upon seeing what was cooking in Qin Mu's pot, Xiao Bai almost lost her balance and nearly fell again. "Qin Mu!" Xiao Bai's voice became so excited that it turned sharp, and upon hearing her call, Qin Mu trembled all over: "Why is it instant noodles again?!"

"Who did you learn from?" Qin Mu's somewhat helpless voice came from above, accompanied by the sound of a spatula, as the aroma intensified and filled the nostrils.

Qin Mu revealed half of his head that had been hidden for a lifetime, his eyes now bearing deep dark circles. In a daze, he tightened the not-so-thick blanket once more, "What time is it..."

Warmly, she sat down in front of the middle-aged man at the table by the door.

When is it? It should be time to get up and make money; otherwise, if you just sit idly by, what will you do in the future?" Looking at Qin Mu like this, Xiao Bai couldn't help but nag again

The official Qin, feeling weak and powerless, placed the already yellowed "Open for Business" sign outside the door, then sat upright at the writing desk after opening the door... The already well-fed little Bai lay contentedly on the writing desk basking in the sun...

The sunlight streamed through the crooked window, illuminating the only table in the living room. The little white creature, curled up on the table, shrank back slightly. As the relatively warm winter sunlight brushed against its back, the little fellow sprang up with a "thump," shaking off the soft fur on its body, and stretched its front legs on the floor in a long, lazy stretch.

Little Bai wagged its tail, while Chong pressed its little face against the table with its ears drooping, squinting its eyes in a display of disinterest. However, the glimmer in its eyes, brighter than that of Qin Mu, completely betrayed its true feelings.

Xiao Bai, the deaf dog, hung its head and gazed longingly at the doorway. Having eaten only a bowl of instant noodles in the morning, its stomach was already hungry. Its fluffy tail weakly wagged, as if in agreement with Qin Mu's words

Xiao Bai closed his eyes to savor the aroma, and indeed, there was the enticing smell of mushroom chicken stew. Unfortunately, when he opened his eyes, it was still instant noodles

An hour has passed

Two hours have passed

The esteemed official Qin has already fallen in a pool of blood

Xiao Bai took a deep breath, like an addict, and swayed his large tail twice: "What you saw on your computer, Mu Mu, don't you like those kinds of clothes? Otherwise, why would you collect so many?"

Xiao Bai's drowsy eyes immediately sparkled with interest as it raised its body and curiously stared at the newcomer, its big tail wagging back and forth

Before long, Qin swiftly completed his personal hygiene tasks, with two large pieces of tissue stuffed in his nostrils. He limped down the crooked staircase, skillfully turned on the stove, and it wasn't long before a fragrant aroma wafted out from the kitchen

After dragging on for half a day, perhaps realizing that it was all in vain, Xiaobai gave up this meaningless action. Standing on the bed and looking at Qin Mu, who was curled up like a sushi roll, Xiaobai's large white tail swayed gently, and a delicate voice echoed in the room: "My lord——"

The top of the building is extremely asymmetrical, awkwardly squeezed between the brick walls of the two neighboring houses. In order to avoid the balcony on the left and the eaves on the right, this building has clearly twisted three times, hastily settling between two neatly arranged red brick walls, growing tenaciously in a crooked posture.

Xiao Bai sat down following the footsteps of the esteemed Qin, licking the white fur on its paws. The sunlight streaming in through the kitchen window made it squint slightly.

Get up ... ... Get up for me! The little fox crouched down, biting the blanket and dragging it out of bed, but unfortunately, its body was too small to pull the "Qin Da Fatty" wrapped in the blanket off the bed.

Uh... it seems that he was startled by Qin Mu's enthusiasm, hesitating for a moment. If it weren't for Qin Mu's eager gaze, this fellow would have wanted to flee: "May I ask... is Dr. Qin available?"

Three hours have passed

... ...

Seeing the middle-aged man sitting opposite him looking at him with a puzzled expression, Qin Mu felt it was time to establish some authority over this creature, so he cleared his throat and said: "My surname is Qin"

Only patients who can call out the surname of Doctor Qin are the true guests of Qin Mu. It should be noted that the sign outside Qin Mu's shabby clinic reads "Doctor Tian's Outpatient Department"

Could it be a demon

Qin Mu's excitement was evident, as he enthusiastically set aside the broken sign in his hand and welcomed the person at the door as if embracing his own brother, his originally small eyes squinting as if he had just seen a pile of cash

Qin Mu and Xiao Bai exchanged a quick glance, both recognizing the astonishment in each other's eyes. Since the clinic opened, they had never seen a monster swaggering in like this. Could it be that today they truly neglected to consult the almanac, to the extent that even conducting business was not feasible?

This is a crooked building

Qin Mu smiled helplessly and spread his hands: "Look, today is simply not suitable for opening the door to do business. As a spirit attendant, you actually didn't even check the almanac beforehand; you are truly a failure."

"But it has the flavor of chicken stewed with mushrooms, my dear," Qin Mu gently coaxed.

As the middle-aged man entered, Qin Mu's gaze subtly swept across the man's face, where a faint trace of demonic energy flickered briefly. By the time she looked at the middle-aged man again, no abnormalities could be discerned.

"This is flavored with shiitake mushrooms and chicken." Qin Mu, with a look that suggested "I specifically found this for you," naturally scooped a spoonful of soup with a spatula and tasted it: "The flavor is quite good."

Qin Mu suddenly sat up in bed, a look of panic on his face as he gazed at Bai, who was lying on the bed. Dressed in a maid uniform, her clear, large eyes sparkled with desire. Although her gaze was innocent, it exuded a complete allure on her face. Her skirt was so short it could not be shorter, and her fair thighs tantalized Qin Da Guan Ren's senses, her skin as smooth as fine jade. Even more irresistible was the faint hint of whiteness on her chest. Noticing Qin Mu's astonished stare, Bai excitedly extended her fox tail from behind, swaying it three times while casting a flirtatious glance.

The soft fox tail swayed gently, and Xiaobai squinted at the crooked staircase, stepping gracefully as he wobbled his way upstairs

Lord Qin and the little fox waited from noon until afternoon, and from afternoon until dusk. When not a single ray of sunlight could be seen in the room, Qin Mu moved his stiff neck. During this time, apart from the yellowed sign at the door that fell two or three times, which Qin Mu specifically ran out to prop up, no one came to visit.

"Hmph, get up quickly!" The voice returned to its androgynous tone, and the individual known as Bai nimbly jumped down from the bed, walking with an elegant stride towards the study next door: "It feels most comfortable in my original form..."

In the bedroom upstairs, a long breath could be heard. Xiao Bai squinted and glanced at the bed, and surprisingly, let out a sigh like a human. It nimbly jumped onto the bed, stood by the edge, and unexpectedly spoke: "I ask you, just how long do you intend to sleep?" The voice was slightly angry, but it was impossible to discern whether it belonged to a man or a woman.

"But it is still instant noodles," Xiao Bai said dejectedly

The middle-aged man's face finally showed a hint of relaxation as he looked hopefully at the young man in front of him, who appeared to be just over twenty. He quickly raised his buttocks and grasped Qin Mu's hand, urgently saying: "Doctor ... ... I ... ... "

"That's enough." Qin Mu interrupted him, pulling his hand away in disgust, casually taking a tissue from under the table to wipe his hands, having long lost the warmth from earlier: "You know my surname, so the person who introduced you must have already explained the rules. Go ahead, what is your bargaining chip?" The bargaining chip is essentially the consultation fee; as long as the other party can mention something that satisfies Qin Mu, no matter what you want to do, Qin Mu can fulfill it for you. This has always been Qin Mu's rule.

No, dear, you can close your eyes and carefully smell this aroma. What is it? Do you feel the rich chicken broth and the soft mushrooms simmering in the pot? Take another deep breath, ah, it smells so good... This must be authentic mushroom stewed chicken, right?

Qin Mu looked at his emaciated stomach, gazing resentfully at Xiao Bai. He had not managed to get a single noodle from the pot of mushroom chicken noodles just now; it had all gone into this fellow's belly. While others had their spirit companions cooking for them, he had to cook for his spirit companion, and he himself had not eaten anything. Why was he in such a miserable situation

The middle-aged man felt somewhat nervous, recalling the vague words of the person who had introduced him to the formidable figure before him: "As long as you can say something that satisfies Dr. Qin, you can have whatever you want."