Monsters repay their gratitude

Errata for books is an extremely tedious job. Yuan Qing has read "The Unofficial History of Monsters" several times, especially the Yazi chapter. Although I don't say it's back-to-back, Yuan Qing knows all kinds of black history of Yazi very well.

The director was angry and asked him to correct the unofficial history of monsters. To put it bluntly, he must have felt that the Yazi article was not well written and ruined his lofty and majestic image, so he was so unhappy. This point, Yuan Qing is still very clear.

Therefore, the errata work, of course, started from the Yazi chapter.

To be reasonable, Yuan Qing understands Yazi's temperament very well. He is narrow-minded and has a narrow temper. In fact, Yuan Qing thinks that the unofficial history of monsters is quite correct, and it doesn't insult him at all, and he doesn't know who compiled it.

As for the famous marriage of Yazi that shocked the demon world, Yuan Qing was also quite curious.

Therefore, Yuan Qing spends most of the day reading related classics in the director's office, but, after all, it happened 1000 years ago, and there are several dynasties away from the modern society. History is considered to be something that happened in the current dynasty , may not be able to record the truth, not to mention that it is handwritten and copied from generation to generation, so it is so easy to know the truth of the matter.

But compared with human history, there is an advantage, that is, monsters have a very long life span. Although 1000 years is a long time, there are many monsters who have lived for thousands of years. He knows best.

But after the director shamelessly teased him at noon, he went out and never came back. I wonder if he went for a divorce.

He didn't show up until Xiaobao was about to leave school, and he was still sitting in the driver's seat of the car, glaring at him impatiently.

Yuan Qing was sitting in the co-pilot with a lot of history books on his back. He was teased so disgustingly and pervertedly by him in the morning, but he wasn't angry yet. This man acted as if he owed him.

Didn’t I just reject him? What’s there to be angry about? He used to be in love with Ziyinlong. I just read the storybook of their childhood sweethearts. The eyes stared back.

Two people who didn't like each other took Xiaobao home. Xiaobao knew how to read words and expressions, "I am happy to die at once, and hate to death at once. Love is really not conducive to learning."

Yuan Qing: ...

Zhou Li: ...

When they got home, they got out of the car. Yuan Qing bought vegetables and washed them, and Zhou Li cooked them. Neither of them said a word. When they sat at the dining table, there was another staring silence. The key point was that the children were present. Well, Yuan Qing felt that he should not set a bad example for elementary school students and affect their emotions, so he took the initiative to say, "Director, when I was doing the work you arranged for me today, I didn't know some problems very well. It happened in 1000 years, and the history recorded in relevant ancient books is different. I don’t know which one is true and which one is false. In order to ensure the correctness of this errata, I think many things need to be interviewed to know the original appearance of the matter. what do you think?"

Zhou Li arranged work for him, and he waited for this sentence for a day.

The nonsense of the monster's unofficial history, Zhou Li used to think it was nothing, but now it seems that it is the culprit that directly affects his love and marriage.He has already thought about it, as long as the little fairy asks, he will drag it out together. As for the transformation prototype, he is also prepared. After all, he has done fur maintenance all day long. The little goblin felt guilty for him after seeing it, and regretted it too much.

Zhou Li hummed arrogantly as a response, and said, "Naturally, that's the reason."

Yuan Qing glanced at him carefully, and thought about it for a while. If he directly asked about the situation of Lord Jai Zi, he would definitely anger him again, so he turned a corner tactfully, "Director, there are a few things about your wife... It should be Wife? Did you go for a divorce today?...That is, is Ziyinlong your wife or ex-wife now?"

As soon as the question was uttered, even Xiaobao sighed lightly and lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Sure enough, she is a little fairy who can't look at her eyes.

Zhou Li gritted his teeth, stared at him with a dark face, stared at him for a while and squeezed two words, "wife."

Yuan Qing blinked, and those who didn't know thought he was calling her wife.

Yuan Qing coughed lightly, "That is, I have a few questions about your wife, Ziyinlong, I would like to ask you."

Zhou Li was so angry that he lost his temper. He lowered his head to eat, and chewed bitterly without knowing the taste.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yuan Qing should have acquiesced. Yuan Qing opened the notebook she recorded today, "The first question... Ziyinlong married you, is it voluntary?"

"How do I know?" Zhou Li was annoyed.

"I read the records, although it is said that you are baby relatives who are married by the belly, but in fact, you have known each other since you were very young, not counting the situation of getting married without meeting in the ancient feudal era, then before he got married, did he have a relationship?" What's different? You should know."

Zhou Li turned his head to look at this face, he looked ignorant, his head hurt a little, and he said angrily,

"I really want to pry open your wooden fish head and see if there is anything strange in your mind!"

Yuan Qing: ...

Yuan Qing closed the notebook muttering, "What a fierce thing."

Zhou Li took a deep breath and said unhappily, "How can I remember clearly what happened 1000 years ago? Can you remember what happened 1000 years ago?"

Yuan Qing looked at him, "Yes, 1000 years ago, Grandpa Medicine God discovered the efficacy of my Banlangen to cure all diseases. This kind of medicinal material saved the human beings who were in dire straits at that time, hum, I didn't know how powerful it was at that time." Yuan Qing raised his chin, looking proud.

Zhou Li was taken aback.

"1000 years ago?"

Yuan Qing nodded, "That's right, I remember what happened 1000 years ago, why you can't remember it because it was your wife."

Zhou Xin was beating very fast, "Then...do you still remember how you became Banlangen?"

Yuan Qing looked at him suspiciously, "How?"

"That's right, why did you grow grass like yours alone on Mount Mogan? Have you ever thought about it? Before you became Banlangen, didn't you have any memory? No memory at all?" Zhou Li looked heartbroken. looking at him.

Looking at the director's face, Yuan Qing frowned, "I just had spiritual consciousness 1000 years ago, even if it was a grass, I wouldn't have any memory at that time."

Zhou Li's heart was broken into eight petals.

Yuan Qing looked at the heartbroken Zhou Li, and suddenly felt distressed. He said softly, "Director, don't you remember what happened before?"

Zhou Li came back to his senses, sighed softly, and said very lonely, "What's the use of remembering or not, maybe I really forgot, it's good for both of us."

Seeing the chief's lonely look, Yuan Qing especially wanted to comfort him, "Don't be too sad, if you want to remember something, I have a way."

Zhou Li looked at him suspiciously,

Yuan Qing said earnestly, "I have a friend who is a Dreaming Grass. He said that he has a function that can stimulate people's subconscious memory and revive that memory into your dream. Dreaming about things that happened a thousand years ago might be helpful."

"Dreamgrass?"

Yuan Qing nodded, "He told me that Huaimengcao is a kind of ancient god grass, and he is the only one in the world, so it is very precious."

Zhou Li whispered in disbelief, "He...he's in Beijing?"

"Yes, he is in Beijing. I have his phone number. If you need it, I can introduce you." Yuan Qing looked into the director's eyes, feeling a little lonely in his heart. Sure enough, he was still thinking about Ziyinlong. As soon as it was mentioned that it could revive memory, sure enough, his eyes glowed green.

Zhou Li's heart was almost jumping to the throat, his eyes fixed on Yuan Qing, he took two deep breaths, "Are you serious?"

Listening to his eager tone and expression, Yuan Qing felt even more sour in his heart, sour and sad, and wanted to cry a little bit. Fortunately, he didn't promise him yesterday, so he knew that he had waited for 1000 years, definitely not to get rid of Zi Yinlong's dragon skin is indeed a liar, a liar in love.

Yuan Qing lowered his head and said unhappily, "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, I can take you to his shop later."

"Let's go now." Zhou Li didn't notice Yuan Qing's attitude and the sensitive Xiao Jiujiu.

Yuan Qing: ...I want to cry.

Little Bao, who saw through everything, glanced at Zhou Li who was overexcited, "Master Director, Uncle Yuan Qing hasn't finished his meal yet."

Being comforted by Xiaobao, Yuan Qing wanted to cry even more, she lowered her head, blinked vigorously, and blinked back the tears, so that he could not see it.

Zhou Li looked at Yuan Qing's flickering long eyelashes at this moment, and his mood was very changeable. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or excited. Let him ignore it, thinking of how he caused him to bear this eternal infamy, reminding him of how he had waited for him for 1000 years, thinking of this, this little dragon must feel guilty, and by then, Zhou Li must do a good job in the last work, and it must be coaxed by his wife for a long time before it will be good.

Yuan Qingshi finished his meal without knowing the taste, settled down with Xiaobao, and under the repeated urging of the director, "If you don't leave, everyone will be closed."

Yuan Qing closed the door slowly, pouted unhappy, "Huaimengcao only works at night, why worry?"

The two people with their own ghosts, with their own complicated moods, drove to the entrance of a brightly lit alley. The car could not continue to drive, and the two walked into the alley in the dark.

However, the further he walked, the more Zhou Li felt that something was wrong, because he had already reached the famous red light district in Beijing, and there was a street full of shops, all with pink lights at the entrances, and the lights printed out the beauties in all kinds of cool clothes inside the room?The intentions of the people who came here to suppress were clearly revealed.

Walking all the way to the depths of the alley, the two came to a place where the lights were the hottest and the hottest, "This is it."

Zhou Li looked up at the sign above his head, "Sweet Dream Hairdressing" four words in pink, with a pink heart on it.

"Your friend works here?" Zhou Li couldn't believe it.

Yuan Qing nodded, "Yes, he is a hair stylist."

It doesn't look like a serious haircut place, is it a serious hairstylist?Before Zhou Li could refute, he saw a...boy dressed in powder gauze appearing inside the transparent glass door.

When he saw Yuan Qing immediately showed a charming smile, he opened the door and was about to rush forward with unsexy steps, "Yuan Qing!"

Zhou Li directly pulled Yuan Qing behind him, and pushed away the pink guy who rushed over. The pink guy looked at Zhou Li, licked the corner of his mouth, and said with a bloody look on his face, "Yuan Qing, this is you!" The friend you introduced to me."

Yuan Qing was afraid that he would talk nonsense, so he poked his head out from behind hastily, "He is Zhou Li, the director of the Demon Control Bureau. Director, this is my friend, Meng Huai."

Meng Huai smiled angrily, and made a gesture of invitation, "Come in, Director Zhou."

Yuan Qing is friends with this kind of person?Zhou Li was full of displeasure, but for the sake of recovering his memory, he still endured and walked in.

"I heard that Huaimengcao can revive memory. I want someone to remember things from 1000 years ago. Can I do that?" Zhou Li didn't talk nonsense. He went in without even sitting on the pink sofa, and went straight to the point.

Meng Huai glanced at Zhou Li, then at Yuan Qing who had been guarded tightly since entering the door, and smiled, "Of course, let alone 1000 years, even 2000 or 3000 years of dust-laden memories, I can recover them." It's gone."

"What's the price?"

"Zhou Ju, talking about money is vulgar. In fact, restoring memory is very simple. You two, I will not suffer. As long as the person who wants to restore memory sleeps with me, he will remember everything the next day. , you two, who wants to sleep?"

Before Yuan Qing had time to react, Zhou Liti carried her out of Tianmeng Hairdressing with her neck slipped. She didn't even have time to say hello to Menghuai, and she felt very embarrassing in front of her friends.