Yanjing Fuyao Ji

A fireball fell on someone's unused chicken coop next to the carport, and the fire crackled.

As a gust of scorching wind blew by, that big mouse unexpectedly jumped in front of his eyes!

"Why did you recruit me for no reason? Tell me what you want!" Chu Jiu got up suddenly. Although he felt extremely disgusted, he still had to look at the red-haired mouse that was [-] times more wretched than ordinary mice. Rats.

Obviously, the big red-haired mouse can't speak human language. Its eyes lingered in front of Chu Jiu for a while, and finally jumped up to the one-meter-high "stump" in front of Chu Jiu, and let out a long shot. A series of "squeaks" sounds.

"Oh, okay, okay, just stand on it, it looks tall!" Chu Jiu and those little mung bean eyes that were shining with evil light looked at each other for a moment.

"Squeak..." The big mouse was still yelling at Chu Jiu.

No matter how ugly the sound was, the goosebumps on Chu Jiu's body subsided and rose again... But just scream, it's much better than it spewing fireballs and burning people... Now

Chujiu took advantage of the "squeak" of the big mouse, and quietly flew out a piece of "prayer" characters, and then grabbed an iron pedal that fell from the fitness equipment next to it, and turned it sideways The "stump" under the mouse's feet split over... I didn't have time to listen to it screaming, and the burning chicken coop was about to set the carport ablaze...

It was too late when the big mouse realized that Chu Jiu's movements wanted to jump away. As soon as it lifted itself up, it found that it seemed to be firmly pressed down by something...

The moment the "stump" was split, a jet of water rushed out from top to bottom!A stream of water fell back onto the chicken coop, extinguishing the smoldering fire.

The big mouse was washed up into the air by the water, and then fell back to the ground dripping wet.

It turned over, glared at Chu Jiu, shook its fur, and wanted to shoot another fireball, but found that none of them could be released...

"Okay, stop spraying, your hair is all wet!" Chu Jiu said to him condescendingly.

"Squeak..." the big mouse screamed at Chujiu.

"Okay, stop saying a few words, I can't understand a word, it's too embarrassing to see you like a soaked chicken... Come, come, let my friends help you lick your hair... It's all Don't thank me..." After Chu Jiu finished speaking, she swayed to the side.

The big mouse was desperate to see the cats that he drove away just now standing behind Chu Jiu, all staring at him, no, their number was much more than the few cats he drove away just now...

Chu Jiu didn't care about the burns on his body, so he went straight into the bathroom after returning home, and had a fight with a big mouse in the middle of the night, it was simply too disgusting!

Why is this guy here to spy on me?Is it because I killed its offspring?

That's not right, I felt like I was being peeped before I shot that little mouse to death...

When he applied the body wash for the third time, he still couldn't figure out the origin of the big rat.

After finally washing and lying on the bed, he dug out a dilapidated tin moon cake box and a tattered plastic notebook from inside.It was one of the two "treasures of knowledge" left to him by the master--the handwritten notes of the master (there is also a tattered book that is completely incomprehensible), with rich pictures and texts, and a very big name: "Kyushu Spirits and Monsters" ".

From the master's scribbled and elegant handwriting, he finally found the records about this kind of big rat that can breathe fireballs.

Vicious by nature, it breathes fire.Afraid of water, afraid of cats...

Nothing special, just like what I saw... Chu Jiu put the notebook upside down on his chest, the water drops from his hair and the hala from his mouth flowed down...

O(∩_∩)O

After Chunsheng took a shower and changed clothes, he ate something, and then went to work at his huge workbench.

The day before, Lao Bao took a few ancient books for Chun Sheng to restore.These few books are all rare Ming Dynasty books, and they are badly damaged. Lao Bao repeatedly told him to be careful when repairing them.

Chunsheng first took one of the ancient books with missing book cover and badly damaged inner pages.

Carefully disassembled page by page, coded and photographed each page, and then took the thinnest brush to carefully brush off the dirt, mildew and traces of moths that had accumulated on the pages over the years.

The spring sunshine shone in from his large south-facing window, and swayed from the east end to the west end of the large workbench like feet. Only then did Chunsheng raise his head from the pile of old papers.

The backyard is still peaceful and serene. If it weren't for the different skylight, it would really make people feel like time is standing still here.

Chunsheng stretched his back, planning to go to the East Wing to mix paper pulp of the same color and quality to repair the larger damage on the pages.

A voice from the front yard reached his ears.

"Is your boss not here?"

Dong Chujiu?Loud enough.

"Forget it, I'll come back tomorrow!"

Chunsheng tidied up his clothes and was about to go to the front yard when he heard Chu Jiu say that he was leaving.

Forget it, he didn't have anything serious to do, not to mention he had always held a prying attitude towards him, so it would be better if he didn't see him... Thinking of this, Chunsheng turned back and walked back to the East Wing.

"Boss, the agent surnamed Dong is here to look for you again..." Ruyi called from the bookshop, "He came to the bookstore for a walk, and before I even opened my mouth, he said he would come back later He's very polite...you didn't see how arrogant he was when he came yesterday...I'm really not used to being so polite today..."

Chunsheng said softly "Oh", "Maybe he wants me to buy a house?"

Chu Jiu walked out of the bookstore, the feeling of being stared at by someone slowly spread up like a rising tide.

Didn't the big mouse have been dismembered by the cats in the neighborhood last night? Why hasn't this feeling disappeared?

He reached into his pocket to feel for the private plane, and his fingers touched the collar that was still in his pocket all the time—the one that the little bum had left with the twins.

This thing hasn't been shown to that surnamed Mu, he must know something...but he refuses to show his face...

As Chu Jiu walked forward, she was thinking about something on her mind.

Chunsheng stood in front of the pulp bucket, and took out a carefully folded small piece of paper from his pocket.

Unfolded, a few words were written on the piece of paper with a gel pen: ten o'clock in the morning, book shop.The handwriting is neither neat nor beautiful, but it gives people a stubborn feeling.

Chunsheng involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, his words were really like a person.

According to Ruyi's observation, for several days in a row, every day on the ninth day of the ninth day, she would appear in the book shop around [-]:[-] am.I don’t even read books, just walk in and walk around.

Ruyi is as if facing a big enemy every day, and starts to panic at nine o'clock. If this continues, I'm afraid they will suffer from some kind of mental illness...

"Boss, that agent surnamed Dong comes to the store every day...to find you..."

Ruyi muttered in a low voice while helping Chunsheng wash the brushes he used for repairing books.

"I know."

"You don't want to see him?" Ruyi glanced at Chunsheng cautiously, "Then should I tell him tomorrow that you haven't been in the store lately?"

On the steps at the door of the book shop, Chu Jiu passed by a person who walked in.

This man is about 50 years old, with a strong body, walking with wind, wearing an outdoor outfit, hanging various bodhi seeds, beeswax, small-leaved red sandalwood on his neck and wrists... and playing with a pair of walnuts in his hand.

"Where's your boss?"

"He..." Ruyi peeked at the door, fortunately, the person surnamed Dong had disappeared, so she whispered to Lao Bao: "He is here, Master Bao, wait a moment..."

In front of the book shop, Chu Jiu took a careful look at Lao Bao's black Land Rover.

"Xiao Dong, are you free tonight?"

When Chu Jiu returned to the store, the store manager Luo Yu asked him suddenly.

"Available. Do you want to work overtime?" Chu Jiu asked.He heard from Dalin and Xiaoyang that at the end of the month, the store would work overtime for a day or two to sort out the sales situation and customer information of the month.

"I found that you are really a good employee..." Luo Yu laughed, "If you don't get the outstanding employee award at the end of the year, it will be really unforgivable!"

"..." Chu Jiu looked at Luo Yu in surprise.

Luo Yuwu laughed a few times to himself, and then took it back: "It's not overtime, it's Mao Mao who was discharged from the hospital today, and said that he would like to thank everyone for their help, and invite everyone to dinner..."

"Okay, I must have time!"

"Great, then I'll call Mao Mao back and say we all go!"

On the ninth day of the ninth day, Luo Yu was called in, and before he could go back to his desk, a message popped up on his phone: Don't forget to meet Miss An at the Emerald Pavilion in the south of the city at seven o'clock tonight!Be careful, don't embarrass your parents!

Come on, Chu Jiu slapped his head and forgot about this!

After get off work, on the ninth day of the ninth day, I specially went back to Yanyun Hefeng, picked out a set of Italian suits custom-made for my cousin's wedding last year, and asked Lao Huang to iron them.

"Young master, you are going..." Lao Huang graciously helped Chu Jiu straighten the collar of his suit and shirt.

"Blind date!" Chu Jiu pulled out the watch drawer under the closet, without looking at it, just took one and put it on his hand.

"Shaodong's family..." Lao Huang glanced at Chu Jiu's watch strap, hesitant to speak.

"Speak up if you have something to say!" Chu Jiu can't stand those people who speak hesitantly, talking like constipation, is it really okay?

"Let me give you a little suggestion, it's really a suggestion!" Lao Huang pointed to the thousands of electronic watch on Chu Jiu's wrist, "This doesn't quite match your clothes..."

The price of any watch in this drawer can be shocking, why does the owner choose the cheapest one on such an important occasion?

"I wear this watch comfortably. I wore it during the college entrance examination. It's my lucky thing." Chu Jiuchao Lao Huang smiled, and had no intention of changing a watch at all.

Lao Huang was persuaded by the fallacies of the young boss, and even thought that the watch and clothes he thought didn't match just now were because of his poor taste. What's wrong with wearing a suit and a sports watch?What a personality!

Half an hour later, the driver sent Chu Jiu out.

"How's the situation over there?" Chu Jiu sat on the back seat of the car and sent a message to Feng Du by private plane.

"Everything is going according to plan!" Feng Du replied in seconds.

In the dimly lit carriage, Chu Jiu slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.