Little Bosses and Little Monsters

On the second-floor platform of one of the villas in the outskirts of the city, Ying Gou, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

In front of him, Peggy shook the red wine glass and asked lazily, "Failed again?"

Ying Gou's face was as white as a veritable dead man's, with black lips and black eye sockets.

"No, my soul has been damaged too badly, and I'm guarding it, so I can't bring back the half in Ping Peng's body."

Peggy frowned: "So...you will devour your soul-like power."

Ying Gou gritted his teeth, unwilling to admit directly that this was the biggest failure for him.

"I must get my soul back before he starts to fuse!"

"How to grab it? Do you rely on your remaining half of your soul power, or rely on your useless skin?"

"They definitely didn't expect me to dare to make a move. We still have a chance to catch him off guard."

Peggy had a sneer on her face: "There are Dijiang, Houqing, Jiuying, and the frighteningly growing Ji, and maybe Daojun Lu Ya. You want me to accompany you if you want to die?!"

"Both Houqing and Jiuying were seriously injured. Although Yan was somewhat beyond my expectations, she was still too immature to worry about. Now Daoist Lu Ya only has a reputation to bluff people. Who doesn't?" Knowing that he has fallen into a mortal? As for Di Jiang, as long as you can entangle him for a quarter of an hour, I can get back my soul. As long as I recover my soul power, what are these guys afraid of? You also want to The general should catch him? This is our last chance, when he gets half of my divine power, the general will no longer be his opponent!"

"Well, what you said makes some sense." Peggy stood up from the recliner, took a sip of the red wine, her lips were dyed bright red by the water, like a vampire who had sucked a girl's blood and smiled satiatedly. "However, I have a better idea."

With brisk steps, he stopped behind Yinggou like a swallow.

Ying Gou has been coaxing Peggy to help him regain his soul. Hearing him say this, his tone is unavoidably impatient: "What else can you do?"

Peggy bent down, and Ying Gou's still-unchanged voice sounded like a crisp flute.

"If I don't want to return the remaining half of you to the lord, I will deal with you after the lord's soul power has greatly increased."

Accompanied by the sound of the young man's voice, the back of Ying Gou's neck felt cold, and a gust of cold air rushed towards Youfu. He was furious, but his damaged soul couldn't resist the poison that directly hurt the soul, and within a few seconds His consciousness was blurred and his body gradually lost control.

Ying Gou lay limp on the ground as if he had lost all his bones, only a pair of eyes were left to stare at Peggy, with a look of shock, anger and remorse.

Peggy smiled and said, "Don't worry, your lord will help you get back the half of your soul. When the time comes to unify your soul, your long-cherished wish will be forgotten."

The bright red lips opened and closed, and sentenced Ying Gou to death with the most innocent gesture.

"You can go at ease."

The unconscious Yinggou was like a lump of soft flesh. The ice needle on the back melted and disappeared as soon as it entered the body. After a few seconds, a few wisps of gray smoke with golden stars rose from the mouth and nose, and Peggy immediately took it out. A special container, a transparent clean bottle, automatically inhales the gray mist into the bottle for preservation.Ying Gou's soul is not dead yet, it was just paralyzed by drugs, but he will never wait for the day when he will recover.

Tiptoeing in disgust at the body that belonged to his subordinates, Peggy took out her cell phone and put on a voice changer at the same time: "Have you dealt with all the goods?"

What was conveyed to the other end of the phone was a vicissitudes of life and a hoarse voice. Just listening to this voice, I would never have imagined that the person talking to me was actually a boy who looked less than 15 years old.

"Yes, boss, the six women and seven children have been dealt with, and the ones you specified are still locked in our own warehouse at Huanghu Wharf."

"That place is not safe now, take someone to deliver the goods to my villa immediately, remember! Do not open the box, if you see someone who is about to wake up, give another injection of anesthesia, and it must be delivered within two hours .”

"Got it, boss."

"Well, the lady will be at home in a while, you just put the goods down, and nothing else needs to be said."

"Yes."

At the same time, in the "There is a Story" bookstore in Yulin Lane in the old neighborhood of Haicheng, Tianwang and Pingpeng were left alone in the bedroom, while Shu Jing and others were waiting in the courtyard.

Jiuying was always worried about the screen, wandering outside the door, forgetting the fact that he was also a wounded person, until Shu Jing reminded him that the blood on the clothes in front of his stomach was completely dry, and he didn't realize it.

"It's useless for you to be fidgeting any longer. You'd better come over and bandage the wound."

Jiuying sat back at the table and lifted his shirt, only to see a big blood hole on his beautiful abdominal muscles covered with hideous scabs. He just looked terrible because of the amount of blood flow before, but his body's self-healing ability is equally astonishing .

Shu Jing looked at it, tsk-tsk praised: "As expected of Jiuying, the physical strength is really strong."

As he spoke, he rummaged through a wooden box for a long time, took out several bottles and cans and medicine boxes, and spread them on the table, rubbing his chin and muttering: "Hiss, which one is for blood? This one , only one is for promoting muscle and removing scars, how about this one? This one seems to heal wounds?"

Opened it and sniffed it, but sneezed.

"Ah chirp, why does it smell like a white scorpion?"

Several people looked at him in horror.

Hou Qing said: "Is it that Bai Ji who cures infertility?!"

Jiuying was not calm anymore: "Sir, calm down, I think, if you can't remember it, you don't have to force it, we can rest for two days and we will be fine."

Not necessarily after taking the medicine you gave.

Ke Shujing was obsessed with figuring out what these Tibetan medicines were for.

"I blame me for not remembering to put a label on the body of the bottle, but it doesn't matter, you can probably know the medicine by smelling it. Don't be afraid, I won't give you the medicine."

As if to comfort the two of them, Shu Jing also said: "Don't underestimate these, they are all my treasured medicines, they are all refined from the treasures of heaven and earth that I snatched from Kunlun Garden and Haotian, I dare to assure you , out of my door, there is absolutely no other place to find it!"

Kunlun Garden...

And Ancient God Haotian...

Hou Qing said: "In other words, these medicines are at least 5000 years old...?"

Knowing what they were thinking, Shu Jing hugged the medicine bottle and said with a smile: "Oh, medicine, there is no expiration date, at most the medicine is weak, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Di Jiang, who didn't need to take medicine, gave Hou Qing and Jiu Ying a sympathetic look.

Regardless of the conditions of the people outside the house, Tian Wang, who had fused half of Ying Gou's soul in the house, once again fell into the state after eating Langganzi.

From the first time he dreamed in human form, he kept seeing some broken pictures, some of him alone, some of him and Shu Jing together, those scenes would definitely not be in the modern human world, so he quietly Make up your mind, slowly distance yourself from those incomplete information, and gradually see some things in the irrigation day after day, such as a lonely small island on the endless blue sea; such as surrounding the entire island, swimming with fat fish For example, a bird that crosses the entire sea at sunrise and lands in the fireworks pavilion and then splits into two; it is also like a golden color, when red clouds cover the sky and the sea, he bends down in the afterglow of the setting sun, stealing Kiss Shu Jing on the cheek.

Most of the pictures at the beginning were still and silent, but gradually there were voices, listening to my own voice and the conversations I never knew happened between the most familiar people, this is a very magical experience, Tianwang is like picking up shells by the sea Like a child in a child, he picked up these trivial and ordinary "little shells" one by one, and then treasured them as his deepest secrets.

But now, under the same high temperature, he heard voices from far and near, but he closed his eyes and frowned. There were too many and mixed voices, and he tried his best to distinguish each voice.

Tianwang found that what he saw had changed a lot this time. It was no longer from the perspective of his subject, but rather like an outsider watching a story. Tianwang guessed that this was because the soul had been fused with Yinggou for too long reason.

Tianwang had a hunch that this time he might be able to figure out the whole story, especially the secret about his previous life and death that he had been looking for but couldn't find.

The sunshine of the human world and the hustle and bustle of the city were abandoned by him to a distant place behind him. He tried his best to run forward, and then at a certain moment, he jumped up vigorously, as if he had finally broken free from some shackles, and flew into the sky.

Bai Yun covered his eyes, but the scenery under him changed from reinforced concrete to the mountains and plains of the demon world. He saw all kinds of creatures, including villages and markets. There is no difference, they will argue over trivial matters, get together to make jokes, and even gossip.

"Ji got into trouble again. I heard that he trampled half of the Zhaoyao Mountain, bit off the leg of the 狌狌, and stopped the flow of the Limo River for ten days!"

"Why this time?"

"He couldn't sleep and passed by Zhaoyao Mountain, so he ran a race with Xuanxuan. As a result, when he crossed the Limo River, Yupei in the river stumbled. Nowhere to live."

"How good is this!"

"Fuxi came to the door to be a lobbyist, and told him to drive him out, and chased him all the way from the East China Sea to the North Sea."

"Yo! Isn't Beihai Dace Island... not that guy's territory?"

"Who says it's not? Fuxi is really unlucky. Last time, the guy on Yujia Island was pressed on Tangting Mountain to give him a beating. Now, he is sent to the door, and he is sent to the center of the island. Together with him, he beat him up and went back to Kunlun." In the end, Nuwa almost couldn't recognize him!"

"This, this..." lowered his voice: "Didn't Lu Ya not know Ji?"

"Hey, I don't know each other. Didn't we know each other after this quarrel? You don't know each other without fighting. An enemy's enemy is a friend. When these two demon kings met, they hit it off right away, and they didn't meet late."

"One is enough to make a fuss. If these two get together, who can restrain them? After this, will there be a day of rest?"

Mentioning Daoist Lu Ya on Yudao Island, everyone said that although this Daoist is not as famous as his brother Taoist Hongjun, who shocked the Three Realms, he is also a man who manifested the Dao and was born in the human world together with Hongjun. Chaos at first.Probably because the brother's reputation is too great, and if he doesn't know how to enjoy life, he will feel sorry for his insincere background. Daoist Lu Ya spends his days leisurely on his dace island all day long, only occasionally it is really boring After leaving the island, I found a place to give pointers. Anyway, I regularly brush up some small and medium presence, which makes people only have the impression of being old and unscrupulous. The seniority is scary, and no one can do anything about it.It wasn't until Hongjun returned to the Dao and re-integrated with the world that Lu Ya appeared less frequently.

Tianwang listened to these words with gusto, and couldn't help substituting Shu Jing's usual image into the cynicism in the mouths of the beasts. At first, he couldn't imagine Shu Jing's appearance as a hooligan, but after careful taste, he took it for granted in his heart. It seems that Shu Jing is supposed to be more free and unruly than the wind, and to be loved with dignity and unparalleled.

Although it has been too long, he has grown from wantonness to restraint, but his essence has never changed. It doesn't matter if the power of Lihuo is gone. A bookstore owner who has achieved nothing in the human world can be a bookstore owner if he wants to. What he asked for He has always been a person who follows his heart, this heart is his heart, it has nothing to do with destiny, let alone others, so he doesn't care about anyone's eyes and comments, and he doesn't want people to sing praises and remember him forever.

A fuller and more vivid image of Shu Jing seemed to appear in Tianwang's mind, no, it wasn't just Shu Jing.

There was a sincere smile on Tianwang's face.

In the quiet and silent room steamed by high temperature, I meditated alone:

"Lu pressure."

The author has something to say:

When I was a child, I was also fed expired medicine by my mother...

That's what Mommy said at the time, the medicine has no expiration date.

Is it true that many elderly people don't care about this shelf life issue?

Lu Ya is a very old man2333

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