Little Bosses and Little Monsters

At the same time that Tian Wang shook off the blood in his hand and tried his best to let Ying Gou overwhelm him, in "There is a story", Shu Jing, who was flipping through a novel, suddenly trembled and tore the thin pages.

Shu Jing stared blankly at the cracked fine lines, and chopped down obliquely, splitting a sentence into two parts.

He had sat here for hours, fingering the pages, without turning a page.

In the slightly cool air, there was a soft sigh.

The pot on the wall flickered, and Uboluo fluttered down from the bookshelf, and landed on Shu Jing's book, shaking the petals, as if asking him what's wrong with you.

Shu Jing was not used to letting his negative emotions affect others, so he wanted to show a smile to reassure the worried little guys, but he couldn't lift the corners of his mouth.

Put a bowl of hot soup by your side.

Xiaohe's golden and jade-like solitary voice chimes softly like a chime in the desolate night.

"Don't force yourself to smile if you don't want to, it's such an ugly smile."

Shu Jing successfully showed a helpless expression.

"Xu Ranhouqing and the others have come too much, you really have learned badly."

Xiaohe tilted her head slightly: "Why don't you say that I learned from Tianwang?"

Although Tian Wang and Shu Jing are a blind couple most of the time, they are also the two who fight each other the most.

Shu Jing wanted to say that Tian Wang was also led by these two guys, but suddenly remembered that there was no Xu Ran 5000 years ago, and Hou Qing was just a general under the Yellow Emperor. Is it?

Thinking of Ji, he couldn't help but think of some things that might be happening now.

Although there is no evidence to prove that Ying Gou did the thing, the strong uneasiness in his heart has already told Shu Jing that his trip to Tianwang will definitely encounter a catastrophe in his life.

But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even be there to see it all.

Because everything is different now, he is no longer the Daoist Lu Ya who punched the Kunlun Garden in Nanshan and kicked the Dragon King Palace in Beihai, he is just a small bookstore owner who has no power to restrain a chicken in the human world, he can't help Tianwang, and he can't help Tianwang. I don't want to be that oil bottle.

But he especially has some residual heat to dissipate, so he attracted Man Man.

But he couldn't rest assured after all.

So the cool breeze in the courtyard can't calm his troubled heart, and the novels he usually entertains can't spare his difficult time.

Xiaohe pushed the bowl of thick and fragrant chicken soup in front of her.

"I made too much for Tianwang, so I have to let you taste it first."

If you make too much, just put it in the pot to warm it up. Aren't you afraid that Tianwang can't drink it up and waste it?

Besides, she was sure that Tianwang would come back safely to drink this bowl of chicken soup?

Shu Jing looked at Xiaohe with a smile at last.He thought that even Xiaohe had grown up before he knew it, and knew how to speak to comfort others, although he was still the same stubborn and arrogant.

Shu Jing picked up the chicken soup, and said softly before drinking it, "Don't worry, Jiuying is still here, maybe I can meet Hou Qing again, these guys will definitely drink up all the extra chicken soup."

That's right, the current Tianwang is not the loner that he used to be. Although he is not as strong as in the past, there are many people around him side by side. He can laugh and have fun together, eat, drink and have fun together, and naturally he can fight the enemy together.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of flapping wings came from the backyard.

Shu Jing got up and walked back to the backyard with a calm face but hurried steps.

Manman was lying beside the flower pot, resting with his eyes closed, looking a little tired.

This was a signal to relax, and Shu Jing's steps became a little easier.

He scooped out a bowl of rice from the kitchen, placed it in front of Man Man, touched the top of Man Man's head and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Manman rubbed his palm affectionately before eating mouthfuls.

Xiaohe opened her eyes wide and hid in the door frame with her arms in her arms, looking at the guest curiously.

She had seen the other party come, and also witnessed the scene when the other party left, so she couldn't help being curious and wanted to come and watch.

The little man who knocked on the door before "There is a story" has only one eye and one wing, but when she left, she flew away with complete eyes

And Yu Yi, because Shu Jing shook the painting that he had just made on the ground, and he shook out a bird that looked exactly like Xiao Man, except that the eyes and wings were in the opposite direction. Xiaohe heard Shu Jing call the painting " "Big savage".

Big Man and Little Man are originally a pair of twin sisters, who fit together into Man Man, who can fly together.

However, in the battle on the East China Sea, Lu Ya lost Ji, and Xiaoman lost his sister.

Fuxi found out that he was seriously injured. After dragging his wounded body to find Luya, Daman fell away. From then on, there was no wing in the world, but Chunjiang Shuinuan only had a one-winged bird wandering on the shore every day, never having the chance to soar in the sky.

So Shu Jing wanted Xiaoman to help Tianwang, so he had to temporarily draw a fake Daman with the painting skin, so that Manman could show his full strength.

After Manman finished eating the rice, he split it into two, and the two lovebirds with one eye and one wing each lay quietly, with their necks intertwined, neither moving nor speaking, enjoying the short reunion time to the fullest.

Shu Jing was grateful for Manman's assistance, and Manman thanked him for giving her sister a chance to reunite.

Xiaoman's head tucked under Daman's wing, dawdling and acting coquettishly, rubbing a bean-sized teardrop from that one eye.

Daman's eyes showed pity and kindness, silently comforting his sister.

Painted skin is something made against the sky and cannot be tolerated in the world. They all understand that the reunion tonight is a sweet dream, and the warmth right now is an illusion.

Like, when the sun rises, Daman must return to the painting, and from then on, heaven and man are still separated.

But how can she be willing?

Xiaoman tried his best to covet her sister's temperature, hoping that by hiding under her sister's wings, the world would stay in a gentle night forever, and the sun would never rise.

I just hope that this time will not give up, and I can walk slower, and slower.

Shu Jing had already avoided it at some point, leaving the quiet space for the two sisters.

He returned to the bookstore and absently flipped through two pages of the novel, but he could hear the sound of the second hand all the time. After walking about thirty or forty times, Shu Jing got up again and stood at the door of the bookstore.

As he walked, he complained to himself in his heart: I really went back to living more and more, like a young man, so impatient.

The cool draft in the alley brushed against his face and shoulders, lifting Shu Jing's hair. In the dim light on the stone steps in front of the door, there was a spring of night. Shu Jing took a deep breath, feeling that his mind had finally returned to calm.

Of the five people who got rid of Yinggou and Peggy, except for Di Jiang who seemed to be doing well, the other four were miserable.

On the way to the bookstore, Houqing was seriously injured and did not forget his poor mouth, and he had to bring others along with him: "It's a shame, there are only two of them, let's clean it up! It's so embarrassing! You, you, you Are you ashamed? Face Jiangdong's elders facelessly?!"

These "two" deserve to be the famous Dijiang and Jiuying. Jiuying hugged the unconscious screen, with a sullen face and did not speak.

In comparison, Di Jiang is not as solid-minded as he is, and he knows Houqing's virtues very well. Instead of showing any shame, he bit his lip and counterattacked: "Oh, then you, the pig teammate who was the first to rush to the street and drag us down, are you? Really awesome."

The "pig teammate" immediately missed Xu Ran very much.

"Oh, if classmate Xu was here, I wouldn't have fallen to this point."

Di Jiang immediately stopped talking.

Hearing this name again, Jiuying thought, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Who is Xu Ran you are talking about?"

Hou Qing enthusiastically introduced him: "Speaking of this little friend Xu, he is really a strange person, BLABLABLABLA..."

After briefly describing Xu Ran's deeds in this way, Jiu Ying became more and more sure of the familiarity in his heart when he heard the image in Hou Qing's words.

"So, I seem to know where your friend is..."

"Huh?" This was beyond Hou Qing's expectation. He just wanted to respond to Di Jiang, but unexpectedly, there was an unexpected harvest.

Di Jiang, who had been walking alone all this time, turned his head and met Jiuying's gaze.

"Choose a day and come to the 'Nine Nine' coffee shop at the intersection of Xiguan Street and Cuihua Road."

Di Jiang pondered for a second, then nodded in agreement.

In a blink of an eye, the solitary lamp in Yulin Lane was already in sight.

At this time, the sky turned pale, and the city came alive again in the near or far smoke, and the fight and frenzy on the seashore last night disappeared with the fading night.

Shu Jing stood quietly in the morning light, and gave them a familiar smile.

Tianwang took two quick steps, then started to run, impatient to return to Shu Jing's side, to his home.

Shu Jing stroked the scar on Tian Wang's face with one hand, but didn't mention last night when he opened his mouth, only said: "It just so happens that Xiaohe cooked chicken soup and it's still hot in the pot."

"En." Tianwang held Shu Jing's hand covering his face: "I'm hungry."

Shu Jing looked behind Tian Wang: "You're tired, come in and have a rest, drink some hot soup to warm your stomach."

Di Jiang raised his hand as a greeting.

Hou Qing made a look that was a hundred times more painful than before, as if he was going to be unable to stand up soon: "Oh, I have worked so hard, half of my life is gone, where is Xiaohe? Xiaohe needs to feed the soup with his own hands before he can leave Gotta move."

No one offered to take care of him.

Jiu Ying said: "Please borrow Mr.'s bedroom first."

Shu Jing looked at the weak Ping Peng in his arms and nodded: "Of course, come in quickly."

After setting up the screen tent, the five of them took the chicken soup from Xiaohe and tasted the warm and fragrant soup. Even Dijiang sighed comfortably.

Hou Qing sipped his soup, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the picture of a strange beast placed aside: "Huh? Isn't this picture hanging on the wall?"

Shu Jing went over and hung the painting back to its original place.

"Yes, I took it off last night to dust it off."

"Then why is the painted skin behind it missing?"

Qing came to the bookstore when it first opened. At that time, Shu Jing pasted the painting skin on the back of the painting. According to Shu Jing's urination, things will not move where they are placed for ten thousand years.

Hearing this, Shu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Well, I lost it."

Although Shu Jing's memory has always been poor, but this thing is not usually needed, how could he lose it?

Hou Qing shrugged and didn't ask any further questions.

Jiu Ying was concerned about Ping Peng's comfort, and after drinking the chicken soup, the two asked, "May I ask if you know any methods to expel the soul and restore the damaged soul power."

"It doesn't matter if the soul power is damaged. Although the medicine for repairing the soul is rare, I happen to have some collections here. It's just that it expels the soul..." At this time, Shu Jing guessed what kind of dangerous things happened to Pingpeng. The means are much more vicious than back then.

The serious injury to Yinggou's body caused him to lose contact with this half of the soul, and Hou Qing tried his best to temporarily seal that soul in Pingpeng's body, so that he could not do evil to Pingpeng, and he could not escape for the time being.

It's just that if the soul is not resolved for a day, Ping Peng will not be able to wake up for a day.

Tianwang, who had been drinking the soup silently, suddenly said, "Leave it to me."

The four looked at him at the same time, Tianwang's ability to use the soul and the way he dealt with Yinggou at that time made Houqing feel strange again in his heart.

"You... are you sure?"

Tian Wang looked directly at Hou Qing, but Hou Qing couldn't help avoiding it.

"Certainly."

If someone else's soul was in Ping Peng's body, Tianwang might not be able to help, but it was Yinggou's. For Tianwang, it was almost equivalent to getting back his own things.

Shu Jing didn't immediately agree.

J's memory and abilities have been scattered, and the more his spirit and soul are fused, the greater the probability of his memory recovery.

Tian Wang suddenly tugged at Shu Jing's sleeve, as he did in the past, coquettishly and innocently: "Let me try it, okay?"

The balance in her heart tilted instantly, and Shu Jing smiled: "Since you have taken on this job, you have to be responsible for returning Jiuying's frisky screen, otherwise I won't be able to help you."

Hou Qing looked at the two people who were looking at each other and smiling, hesitant to speak.

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