You are not monster girls!

Chapter 52 Who will handle the color-changing ink?
With confidence, Bai Mengqing spoke less stutteringly and followed the store manager to the counter to pay.

The patchwork cheongsam that Lin Muren gave her was good in every way, except for its inhumane design, which made her grit her teeth.

The pockets are ridiculously small. You have to roll the banknotes into cigarettes to put them in, and taking them out is even more of a disaster.

Due to the obstruction of the Great Leiyin Temple, it was not as easy for her to take the money out as it was to put it in. She reached back with her claws twice but failed to get the money out.

No wonder everyone uses bricks.
I didn’t expect banknotes to be so difficult to use!!
I'm going to draw a few more for Lin Muran later and ask him to buy me that black brick!
The clerk looked at Bai Mengqing spinning in circles. He wanted to help but was afraid of offending her. To ease the awkwardness, he could only maintain his original standard smile.

She finally managed to grasp the tip of the cylinder, but the tail disobeyed and swept across the counter, knocking over the dolls on the display shelf with a clatter.

Oops!

Bai Mengqing hurriedly slammed a stack of banknotes on the counter, squatted down and frantically fiddled with the doll.

The horns can be removed, but she can’t remove the tail.

Lin Muren is not here now, and this is not a place where hundreds of monsters roam. If his identity is exposed, he will most likely be captured and turned into a milk dragon.

Even if she could retain a little consciousness like the red milk dragon, she wouldn't want to do that!!

"Miss?"

"No, nothing happened. I just accidentally dropped something."

Bai Mengqing saw that there were quite a lot of things dropped on the ground, so he squatted on the ground in panic and started to help put them back in place one by one.

But some of them were unique pieces, and she couldn't understand the words on the labels, so she could only put them here for a while, and then put them in another place when she found something was wrong.

He squatted on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"Do you need help?"

"No, no need."

The clerk was about to lean out to see what was going on, but when he heard Bai Mengqing's response, he shrank back and immediately saw the banknotes spread out on the table.

It seems that this lady is talking about settling with paper money. Could it be that she is using the money on it?
She took a closer look at the banknotes on the table and could tell at a glance that they were fake.

Judging from the portrait itself, there is indeed no difference from the real thing, except that the reflection is a bit too extreme, and when the light shines on it, a large area turns white.

Even if it were true, no one would be stupid enough to take them all out at once and put them on the cabinet.

Besides, she has been working here for a year and has never seen any young people pay with cash.

I think they were just talking about lines from a skit.

The central air conditioner was located right above the counter, and the banknotes were rustling in the air from the air conditioner.

The clerk glanced at me and smiled subtly: "Miss, do you need a shopping bag to put the toy money in?"

The clerk saw that the counterfeit money was about to be blown away, and saw that Bai Mengqing's dress had no big pockets, so he asked kindly.

"Okay, toy money?!"

Bai Mengqing, who hadn't yet straightened his back, was stunned on the spot, with even his camouflage tail frozen in mid-air.

She stared at the stack of "masterpieces" on the counter, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Yeah, aren't you afraid that something will fall out of this pocket when you pick it up, so you put it on the counter and asked me to watch it for you?"

Play, toy money?
She recognized my super fake money that was even more real than the real thing?!
No, impossible!

She painted this using the secret ink of the dragon clan!
There's no way it's not as good as the color-changing ink that those mortals spent almost half an hour to make...

"Can you tell this is fake?" Bai Mengqing's heartbeat kept getting faster and faster, but he still pretended to be calm.

"Miss, you're such a jokester! Real money is never this smooth."

The clerk looked Bai Mengqing up and down. She was elegant and well-dressed, and the tone of his voice when he spoke the lines just now didn't sound like he had anything to hide.

I feel like she is just a troubled girl who got into the story simply by watching the skit.

Light and smooth.
Bai Mengqing looked down at the wrinkled banknote. The light occupied nearly half of its surface area, and the texture was completely different from the fake US dollars in the movies.

She stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

The artist's last fake banknote was recognized by someone, and the woman pulled him over to expose himself.
My current behavior will not be dragged into self-destruction by this mortal, right?
Whether it's turning into a milk dragon or exploding, Bai Mengqing doesn't want to experience either.

She didn't dare to speak at this time, so she could only stand there like a sculpture, looking at the clerk.

Now, what to do now.
"What are you doing here?"

It was the first time that Bai Mengqing felt this voice was so familiar. He turned around suddenly and found Lin Muren walking towards him while browsing the millet in the store.

"me."

She was inexplicably excited, but she didn't dare to speak for fear of revealing her purpose.

"Are you planning to cheat at Monopoly by taking all those counterfeit bills?" "Yeah."

Bai Mengqing no longer dared to mention the toy money and lowered his head in disappointment.

Even Lin Muren can see through it easily
Has my drawing skills really deteriorated to this extent?
Lin Muren saw the red banknote that looked like cardboard on the counter at a glance, and then glanced at Otter Xiangzi on the counter, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Oh my god, that almost caused a big disaster.

Bai Mengqing suggested going for a walk on his own. He didn't think much about it at first and planned to take a walk around the neighborhood to see if he could meet the girl who cosplayed as a prison warden again.

Unexpectedly, I ran into this dragon while he was buying something.

He was curious about where she got the money, but he didn't expect it to be counterfeit.

Fortunately, the painting is fake.

Sometimes the flaw is so obvious that the other party won’t believe it is a flaw.

Lin Muran was about to pull Bai Mengqing away, but he noticed the clerk's sharp gaze, even though the other person was smiling.

If I drag Bai Mengqing away now, it would feel like the operation has failed and we are fleeing in panic.

He thought about it, and finally tremblingly showed the payment code: "Please help me put the bill and the babydoll together."

"Eh?" Bai Mengqing looked at the other party in surprise, his camouflage tail curled up like a mosquito coil.

"Thank you for your patronage."

They left the Guzi store safely. Along the way, Bai Mengqing held the doll and looked at the banknotes in the transparent bag without saying a word, until they sat down in the McDonald's.

No wonder everyone wants to arrest the painter.
Any evil will indeed be brought to justice.
Bai Mengqing didn't dare to speak, just buried his head in the doll, not daring to think too much, just watching the tiles under Lin Muran's footsteps turn from white to brown.

A cool breeze blew from the top to her head. When she came to her senses, Lin Muran had already placed a codfish burger set meal on the table in front of her.

“I almost got into big trouble, why are you still taking me to eat delicious food?
Bai Mengqing rested his chin on the otter's head, with a faint haze covering his vertical pupils. He was a little afraid to look directly into Lin Muran's eyes.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm a monster expert. It's my duty to help you solve your problems and adapt to society."

Lin Muren picked up a French fry and motioned Bai Mengqing to open his mouth. Seeing that the other party still lowered his head, he ate it himself in boredom.

"But."

"And I want to thank you."

"Huh?" Bai Mengqing raised his head with a puzzled look.

She clearly caused Lin Muran to spend 33 more boxes of soup dumplings, so why did he thank her?
Lin Muren looked at the otter Xiangzi in Bai Mengqing's arms and unwrapped the hamburger: "I didn't expect you to be so lucky to find such an incredible doll."

"of course!"

Bai Mengqing's eyes regained their former brilliance. He snatched the burger from the other person's hand and stuffed it into his mouth: "Hurry up and finish eating and go back to paint and make money!!"

In a corner outside the McDonald's, Xia Li was leaning on a guide stick and using a trash can as a cover, observing the man and the dragon inside, wiping the saliva from the side from time to time.

"Finally I'm out after so many days," said Dihou, who had been hungry for three days.

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