Miscellaneous Records of the Firecracker Bureau: Nine Desolation Departments

The farmhouse feels very bad now.

"You bastard, let go, I still have injuries on my body! It hurts, Nima." Yes, he was pulled by his injured foot and dragged around on his back.

"You changed your foot instead. What did you do to hurt your foot? Did it offend you?" Obviously, the instigator had no intention of letting go.

The surrounding people pretended not to care when the farmhouse was dragged by Langguangwu, and they all gathered together to watch the fun after passing by.

"Look, it's another reckless violator of Mr. Lang's taboo."

"That's right, I was lucky not to be killed by the bombing, alas, this time this one looks quite ordinary."

"Nothing special", "Can't remember the appearance", "Too common", "Definitely not popular..."

Seeing that they were approaching the end of the corridor, the chattering voices behind them were so loud that no one could pretend not to hear them. Nong Jiale raised his arms and gestured with his middle finger.

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In the elevator, the injured grabbed and supported Lang Guangwu, and climbed up step by step to stand on his heels.When he completely stood still, Lang Guangwu's suit had all been torn apart.

As for the wounded person on the right who wanted to blow up a firecracker, Lang Guangwu chose to ignore it. After all, he was tired of wearing this suit, so he should change it.

Once per person, it's even.In fact, Nongjiale really doesn't want to just count like this, but there is no way, now that my feet are not good, I don't even know where this place is, and he didn't make a sound when he tore his clothes, so Nongjiale doesn't care, anyway, wait If he got out of the elevator and asked him to compensate him, he would not accept it for life or death.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened wide, and a bright light flashed in Lang Guangwu's eyes. While Nongjiale was not paying attention, he lifted his foot and kicked. Nongjiale flew out of the elevator like a Superman wearing underwear and flew deep into the clouds. The elevators in other office buildings are no different. It is essentially one of the passages between the alien world and the human world.As for the flying kick, it is entirely Lang Guangwu's personal interest. I believe it brings blessings, ahem, and seriously, it is a kick of a spell. By the time Nongjiale wakes up, he should have completely forgotten it.

"I'm looking up / Above the moon / How many dreams are flying freely / I forgot yesterday / The sadness has dried up..." The mobile phone beside the pillow kept buzzing, Nongjiale closed his eyes and reached out to touch it, but he didn't touch it for a long time with.As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhang Qiju, who was in the same dormitory, was frantically swiping with his mobile phone.

"Bring it."

Zhang Qiju didn't even look at the farmhouse music, and fell back on his bed, "Hey, where have you been these three days, what's the matter with the bandage on your leg?"

Nongjiale felt something strange on his leg. He lifted the quilt and saw that his left calf was covered with a bandage. He tried to untie the bandage to see the wound, but he couldn’t find it after searching for a long time. What’s the matter?After searching in my head for a long time, I vaguely found information, that is, when I walked to the slope after get off work that day, a truck came from nowhere and hit it, and then it was blank.

"Huh? Who sent me to the hospital? Where's my bicycle?" Nongjiale looked at Zhang Biju with a puzzled expression.

"Don't look at me, you were already like this when I came back. Did you forget that I was on a business trip with our boss before? Come on, I guess your brain is confused. I came back in the middle of the night last night. Seeing that you slept well I didn't bother you because I'm familiar with you, I didn't know anything happened to you until the counselor called me this morning."

"Huh? But I, can't remember anything?"

"The counselor said that after you were hit by a car the night after work, you don't know who sent you to the hospital, who sent you to the dormitory, and who changed your clothes and pants, etc. , you'd better check if your fat time has been passive, anyway, the counselor said he didn't know, when he rushed over, he had already left, and he didn't leave anything with his phone address. The truck crashed and only hurt your leg, and someone will pay for your medical bills." Zhang Qiju casually picked his nose while he was brushing Fruit Ninja.

"Tsk, what about the one who hit me?" Nong Jiale hid in the bed and checked Fat Times, um, it's okay, it's all right, eh?It's not been changed for days! ! !

"Run away."

"I said, can you stop playing with other people's mobile phones and be busy picking your nose, if you use my mobile phone, I will kill you."

"Cut, if you don't play, then don't play. In what age are you still playing Ninja Fruit." Throwing the phone to the farmhouse.

"I'll go out and report to my son first, and I'll order takeaway for you, so you can just sit on the bed and wait. Let me know what you want to eat, and send a text message."

"Oh, good. Come back soon, brother, my legs and feet are not convenient, and there will be a place for you later."

"I know~"

I have lived with Zhang Qiju for four years and never realized that this kid still cares so much about others. It seems that he can feel the love of the people around him even when he gets hurt occasionally.

Nongjiale flipped through the phone call log and was still wondering if he should call to ask the foreman about his work, and then he turned to "Please check the red envelope", eh?I, damn, actually used my account to send red envelopes to him, and even sent three in a row. I know why he suddenly became caring and bought snacks for me, damn. Zhang’s life, I’m not finished with you——

Zhengyang at noon.

The sun shines brightly on this gray asphalt road. This is a suburban area, usually there are not many pedestrians, and even passing vehicles are pitifully few.At this time, it was no different from usual. For a long time, I didn't see a car or a person.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "biu~" in the middle of the intersection, and a cloud of fog exploded on the ground.

Soon, the dense fog cleared, and Lang Guangwu in a purple suit stood there expressionlessly holding a miniature Zen staff.A certain person who usually works hard and diligently appears in the human world very helplessly.

Yes, he is serious, but it doesn't mean he is careful.

Yes, he is hardworking, but that doesn't mean he is careful.

Yes, he is helpless, but it doesn't mean that he can replace the mistakes he made this time with his past achievements.

While flying and kicking the farmhouse, he forgot to take back the special effect bandage, which does not belong to the human world.In addition, the Jiutian Pot Monster escaped during that battle, which made his department lose face. In fact, he was the only one in his department. Of course, those who ridiculed him had already been blasted to the sky by him.To sum up all the above, in a word, he must come to the human world again.

The sad thing is that this time Dr. Aqiu's performance was completely out of order, and he didn't know where he was sent.If I had known this before, I shouldn't have been Dr. Aqiu's guinea pig for that little pocket money, experimenting with some shit coordinate pointing machine, and just take the fucking elevator directly.

The Zen rod was severely consumed during that struggle, and it is still in hibernation and cannot guide him. Therefore, Dr. Aqiu's brush strokes have been silently recorded, and he will set up a flying dragon ascending formation for him to experience it.

So now, the only option is to swing your legs, alas——

Relying on Lang Guangwu's intuition, after walking for more than two hours, he finally saw the densely populated border of Zegang City.

Standing on the hill and looking down, Lang Guangwu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.The smell here is not right. Although it is not the smell of the Nine Heavens Pot Monster, it is certain that this smell does not belong to the human world. "It seems that this is another piece of business. Do you want to take care of it?"

"I don't need it for the time being. The thing hasn't formed yet. Let's catch the Nine Heavens Pot Monster first. That guy has already affected people."

"Okay, so what are we doing here now?"

"..."

Lang Guangwu looked down at the Zen staff in his hand. The faint green light on the Zen staff hadn't fully recovered, probably because he was attracted by the strange smell.

"If you are so weak, don't talk too much, I know what I'm doing."

The Zen stick trembled a bit, as if he was dissatisfied, it was not easy to express his dissatisfaction. After all, he had fully understood the temper of his master, and he had to shut up when he complained.

When the breeze blows, the Langguang Mist walks towards the city against the wind.

Originally, the taxi driver thought he had won a big deal, but why did he always feel a chill behind him.From time to time, the driver glanced at the man in the suit in the rearview mirror, and saw that his face was livid. He might be late for some kind of banquet.

After asking around, he realized that he had found Lang Guangwu in the wrong place. How could his face be any better at this moment? He had crossed the boundary, the boundary of a prefecture-level city.Originally, Dr. Aqiu transferred him to the suburbs of Fengqi City. Although the location was a bit far away, the coordinates were roughly correct. As a result, he went the wrong way by himself. What a joke for two hours of energy and two hours of exposure to the sun!

Fortunately, after finally getting in the car, he can finally return to the original coordinates - the milk tea shop on Fengqi Road, Fengqi City.

I don't know if the comrades there are still there. If not, who will pay for the taxi money later, anyway, I won't.Zen stick thought to himself.

It took less than an hour to drive to Fengqi City. Lang Guangwu folded his arms and closed his eyes.After getting off the highway intersection and just driving into the city center, the familiar strange smell entered Lang Guangwu's nose.Sure enough, the Nine Heavens Pot Monster is here.However, the taste was only fleeting, and soon disappeared. Why, it still has an enchantment?It seems that I have entered its territory, and I was careless just now. I should get off at the intersection, but it will detect my location sooner or later. Now I just need to set a barrier to prevent it from escaping.

Count the body of the stick with your fingers, and the Zen stick shrinks to the size of a palm.Rolling down the car window, Lang Guangwu pretended to be looking at the scenery, chanted a spell in a low voice, threw the Zen stick out of the window, and quickly closed it.

"Hey, guest, what are you throwing outside, you can't litter." The driver dissatisfied.

Lang Guangwu, who was originally expressionless, immediately had a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "No, master, you read it wrong. I just drove a bug out just now. It's all right now."

The driver nodded and stopped asking.

In this way, we went around the city center and finally arrived at our destination.

"Master, this is the place. There is only one milk tea shop on this road, and there are fewer milk tea shops." The driver motioned to Lang Guangwu.

Lang Guangwu nodded and asked the master to wait here.

There was no one in the store at the moment, so Caring Yan was standing in front of the sink cleaning the glass.Seeing someone coming, he is a handsome guy in a suit. Guan Yan fiddled with his bangs, and introduced enthusiastically: "Welcome, what do you want to drink? Would you like a cup of our signature milk tea matcha Lucifer's Tomorrow? Novelty, now buy a free membership card."

What a stupid name, who is going to take care of Lucifer's tomorrow!Lang Guangwu didn't bother to complain, "No, I'm here to find someone, do you have a farmhouse here?"

"Um, he asked for leave." Caring Yan hesitated, "May I ask if you have anything to ask him, and I can pass it on to him, or do you have his phone number?"

"No need, do you have someone named Xu Erqiang here?" Lang Guangwu hated himself for not bringing some change when he went out. His mobile phone was confiscated, his salary was mortgaged, and now even looking for someone has to be inscribed for a long time. .

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I don't know the place well, and I don't have money and power, so what should I do?