When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

"The rich second generation caused three deaths by drug driving late at night. They are currently under criminal detention and are waiting for further..." Reading the "City A Daily" that she bought at random, Feng Ling found with satisfaction that besides receiving wages, Qiao Yu had another wish. finished.

The efficiency of the police in city A is really good. It is worthwhile for him to cast illusions on that scum and leave it at the gate of the police station.

"Beauty, Ji Yaxuan is here," the driver reminded.

After expressing his thanks, Feng Ling opened the virtual interface and transferred 20 credits.The appointment was at two o'clock in the afternoon, which was not the rush hour, so Feng Ling directly called a taxi this time.

It was still the private room of the day before yesterday, with both Xu Cishu and Professor Zhang inside.

Since the main body price has been discussed, the rest are relatively trivial details. Today's negotiation is carried out in the middle of small talk.Without the previous politeness, the atmosphere slowly faded away with the scent of sandalwood, and the atmosphere was harmonious, quite a bit like a friend's discussion.

Uncle Lin also took out his treasured tea sets and prepared to show off his tea art.

Silently glanced at the top-quality Dahongpao that was said to be drunk a few times contributed by Xu Cishu on the table, Feng Ling struggled a little, whether to ignore the good intentions of the owner, but recalled the taste of Longjing in Mingqian yesterday, and in the end it was Covered by the backpack, he took out a small pot of tea from Qiwu Valley from the space.

"My family's spring tea," Kung Fu tea is for enjoyment, and the new fire and new tea are just right, so why should he feel wronged and settle for it.

Although these tea leaves were temporarily produced by the tea tree spirit for drinking by humans when they heard that he was going to the lower realms, compared to the heavenly spirit tea, the so-called ordinary tea that Feng Ling produced only lacked aura.

Just tasting the tea is enough.

"..." Uncle Lin and Xu Cishu couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths when they heard the word family property.

Mr. Xu is addicted to tea, and Xu Cishu knew how to drink tea since he was a child. To be able to drink tea that he said he was reluctant to drink is naturally the best of the best, but now... forget it, there is no but, the customer is respected, Uncle Lin accepted his fate and greeted him. The black face of my young master took the tea pot.

However, this subtle sense of superiority was a little weak when Uncle Lin opened the jade pot, and it disappeared when Uncle Lin was pouring tea, and when he sipped it, it completely turned into a feeling of rejoicing, glad that he didn't overdo it.

Ouzhong tea soup is clear and fragrant, refreshing the heart and spleen, slightly bitter in the mouth, fresh and sweet in the aftertaste, and you will feel surrounded by clouds and clouds as soon as you drink it, just like entering a fairy mountain.

"Little Qiao, which fairy mountain is your family located in? It can produce such superb products." Uncle Lin couldn't help smacking his lips, the tea fragrance still lingering between his lips and teeth.

"It's far away, you haven't heard of it."

"I don't know if Miss Qiao has extra tea. My old man loves tea the most, and I want to collect some to honor his old man." Qualified businessman Xu Cishu always remembers to accept good things if he can.

"I have this pot on me right now. Mr. Xu likes it. I'll bring it to you next time." Uncle Lin's tea art is really good. Next time, he can take advantage of the reason of giving tea and have another meal. It just happens to be something for himself Busy with things, Feng Ling was thinking in his heart, "This small bottle, if Mr. Xu doesn't dislike it, you can keep it first. I don't know how to tea art, so I just keep it for casual bubbles."

Why is this kid so talkative?

Such top-quality tea is just given away?

Uncle Lin suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but wonder if the foxes were too villainous?

Since sending the little girl away yesterday, they have been guessing how many plots the other party has, and have made a series of plans. Now that Xiao Qiao is so clear-headed, she may really just want to sell bowls, and they are the ones who are dark inside.

"In the future, if you want to drink tea, come to Jiyaxuan, and Uncle Lin will make it for you. Among other things, I can still do tea art."

"This...would it be too much trouble for you?" Feng Ling didn't know what Uncle Lin was imagining, but felt that the sky had fallen.

"Don't bother, don't bother, make friends with tea. The ancients often said that a half-walled mountain house waits for the bright moon, and a cup of clear tea rewards a bosom friend. Uncle Lin just wants to make a small tea friend. You see, Lao Zhang is my tea friend. I often come here to drink tea." Speaking of this, Uncle Lin suddenly realized that Professor Zhang hadn't spoken since just now, "Hey, Lao Zhang, what are you doing? Why haven't I heard from you for a long time."

"It's better to be obedient than to be respectful," Feng Ling naturally follows good things.

Professor Zhang, who was called out by Uncle Lin, responded as if awakened from a dream, "Ah? I'm looking at Miss Xiaoqiao's jade bottle."

The jade bottle is cut out from a whole piece of high-quality mutton fat jade. The jade is exquisite, flawless to the naked eye, smooth as fat, and there is no carving on the whole body of the bottle. Only a circle of fine silver is inlaid around the bottle cap as decoration. The whole jade bottle looks exquisite and lovely. , quite valuable for collection and play.

"..." Looking at the jade bottle, Xu Cishu just wanted to say that this prodigal child, who sells things without knowing how to bargain, just let it go, and give things away as soon as they are offered. Is money just a bunch of meaningless numbers to her?

"I have a lot of families." Before the other party could speak, Feng Ling quickly put on an expression that my family was only in this business, and didn't want to go into details. This is already the lowest-level bottle he could find, and the others are more or less stained. If some spiritual energy is given to ordinary human beings casually, it will attract them evil spirits who covet the spirit treasure.

A few people understood each other very well, and took the topic away in a few words, and chatted all over the place.The content of the chat seemed to be far-fetched, but in fact, under the guidance of the three old fried dough sticks, they circled the golden bowl without leaving a trace.

After negotiating a bunch of fragmentary conditions, it was almost dusk.

In the end, Jiyaxuan paid 1000 million credit points on the spot, and the remaining 3000 million credit points were settled within seven working days.

Professor Zhang paid 500 million in advance, and the remaining 3500 million had to wait for 15 working days, and it would be settled within one month at the latest.He bought it on behalf of the Municipal Museum, and it needs to be reported for approval at all levels.

Originally, Professor Zhang and the others also proposed that part of the price be cashed in barter, but Feng Ling refused. He only had these. If I remember correctly, the dog feeder sealed several boxes of such antiques and jewelry for him.

The transaction tax is shared equally between Jixuange and Professor Zhang.

The contract is made in triplicate, signed separately, and then the contract barcode is scanned with the wristband, and the content of the contract will be automatically entered into the identity information, and a breach of the contract in the future will be a bad record.

"Miss Qiao, thank you for your contribution to my country's porcelain research." Professor Zhang stretched out his right hand.

"you flatter me."

"Miss Qiao, happy cooperation." Xu Cishu also smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"He... Huh?" Feng Ling paused as soon as he uttered a word, and began to look at the other party carefully.

"What?" Xu Cishu raised his eyebrows.

"No... ah, no..." The girl's usually calm face showed some contemplation, and she hesitated for a while before continuing, "Well, Mr. Xu, can I take a step to speak?"

find him?

People who have something on their minds will always think of what they are thinking about immediately, when Xu Cishu thinks of that thing, his heart suddenly jumps.

"There are no outsiders here, Ms. Qiao might as well just say it straight." Xu Cishu specially emphasized the word "outsider", if it's what he thinks...

"That's it. Has Mr. Xu encountered anything unclean recently?" Although it was a question, it was in a declarative tone.

"...Little Qiao, can you see this?" Uncle Lin was a little excited.

"Well, it smells like a cat, and the little demon is too weak. If it wasn't for shaking hands and finding a little difference, I wouldn't have noticed it."

Hearing the certainty and contempt in this tone, Uncle Lin couldn't help guessing again that this mysterious little girl might come from a Taoist family, so he hurriedly asked her to sit down again.

A week ago, Xu Cishu was invited to a friend's house for dinner. He accidentally hit and killed a three-colored cat on the way. Out of guilt, he got out of the car and found a secluded place by the roadside to bury the cat. Since that day, , as long as the night falls, a dead cat will come to claim his life.

"Humans nowadays really don't have common sense." This was Feng Ling's first feeling.

"common sense?"

"A dead cat can't be buried, it will increase resentment, and keep pestering the person who buried it. Not only did you bury it, but you also chose a very dark place to bury it when you encountered a demon, but anyone with a little common sense would not do that."

"..." I really don't know if this is common sense.

"But the cat is not dead. You are full of green energy, green as a demon. The cat spirit is taking revenge on you for killing it by burying its resentment. If you don't bury it, it will be as hard as your life, at most Take a fall."

At this time, Feng Ling hadn't come into contact with the word "do not die, do not die", nor had he learned the poisonous tongue from someone, otherwise he would definitely use it on Xu Cishu.

"Speaking of which, in my view of Yaxuan Fengshui, no matter the location of the store or the interior decoration, they are all made by Taoists. You don't know Huang Lao. You should know Taoist disciples. Why didn't you go to them?"

"I found it, the priests said the same thing as Ms. Qiao." Uncle Lin said with a complicated expression, "It's just that after seeing the cat monster, he said that the resentment was too heavy to accept, and he didn't want to have an enmity with that powerful thing. We have to wait They will collect it after their master leaves the customs."

Demons are weak and people are also weak. This is evident in the so-called Dharma-ending era, when morality has declined.

"I also ask Miss Qiao to help save the young master," the Taoist priests did not dare to provoke, and Uncle Lin was not sure whether Xiao Qiao, a little girl, could be accepted by the family, but he still had a glimmer of hope, and his voice was a little choked up, "Although they said that the young master Fate is hard, that thing can't kill him, but I watched the young master grow up, and I can't bear to see him suffer like this."

After saying that, Uncle Lin stood up and was about to bow to Feng Ling, but he stopped him with his hand, "Since I asked, I will definitely go, but it's a little effort, not to mention I want to come to drink Uncle Lin's Kung Fu tea often in the future."

Yun Qing said that proper kindness can make the relationship between the two parties last longer.

This is the fate of one thought.

Xu Cishu's kindness formed an eternal bond with the cat demon, and Uncle Lin's momentary kindness was exchanged for Feng Ling's rescue.

"Please accept my gift, thank you Miss Qiao for your kindness in advance." Xu Cishu bowed to Feng Ling very solemnly.

"Mr. Xu is very polite." Feng Ling nodded slightly to accept the gift, then stretched out her hand to touch the brows of the other party, twitched her index finger and thumb, and said, "Let's go eat first, it's getting late .”

"The cat?" Professor Zhang knew about Xu Cishu, and he was a little excited when he saw hope.

"The cat is in the mountains west of the city. It's a bit far from here, and it's not in the same way as the place to eat. It's too troublesome to clean it up. Let it come by itself when you wait."

Such an understatement attitude is really domineering, inexplicably making people believe that she must have a way, and there is no doubt about whether she is bluffing.

After dinner, Xu Cishu drove back Professor Zhang who had a class tomorrow, and then drove Feng Ling and Uncle Lin back to the old house.

After being entangled by the cat demon and the Taoist priests refused to exorcise the evil spirits, he moved back from his apartment in the city center. The old house was full of people, so he could take care of him at night.

Xu's house is located in the villa area beside Cuibo Lake, it should be a place with pleasant scenery, comfortable and livable, but ever since stepping through the gate, Feng Ling felt that his eyes were a little uncomfortable.

At this time, night has come, and the yard is shrouded in the warm orange of street lamps, the apricot blossoms are sleeping, the new leaves are soft and green, quiet and serene, but this peace is destroyed by the yellow talismans plastered all over the walls and tree forks.The contents of the talismans were also messed up, forget about evil talismans, safety talismans, and fortune talismans, and he even saw a few talismans for pregnancy and birth control. The entire yard could almost form a low-level talisman illustration book.

"Do you think your eyes are hot?" Xu Cishu suddenly came over.

"Yes, hot eyes, that's the feeling." This word is really vivid.

"Pfft, Xiao Qiao, has your village just connected to the Internet?" Xu Cishu asked jokingly, he intends to change the relationship with Feng Ling from a business partnership to a personal friendship.

Although we have only met twice, the concept of friends has never been determined by the length of time we have known each other. Some people feel like old friends at first sight, and some people feel like new again after seeing each other.

Aside from those random suspicions and precautions, he only felt that once he accepted the setting that the other party and the society were a bit out of line, he would find that the high-minded and transparent girl with facial paralysis in front of him was quite stupid in some ways.

An overly serious attitude towards interpersonal communication is as standard as coming out of nine-year compulsory education.

There is also inadvertently revealed that he is not familiar with the Internet. According to his observation, the child is still at the stage where he can only use the basic functions of the bracelet.

It has to be said that Xu Renjing is the truth.

The little prince Feng Ling hadn't been out of the valley a few times because his body was too special, and he spent most of his time practicing. More than [-]% of his understanding of human beings and interpersonal communication came from a crash course before the lower world.

As for the Internet, he has only received education up to 1990, and he can use basic functions, thanks to the observations of the previous few days and the practice of the past two days, and he has not had time to learn more.

"I don't live in the village."

"Then, do you know about the success of Beijing's Olympic bid?"

"...I don't know," he knew about the Olympics, Yuncheng was quite regretful at that time, Huaxia had never hosted the Olympics.

It's really isolated from the world, the joke has become reality, Xu Cishu suffocated his shoulders shaking from laughing, although he intends to get closer to this little girl, but now they are not familiar enough to laugh directly.

"Little Qiao, I believe you really just came out of the mountains." After entering the living room, Xu Cishu couldn't hold back his smile.

"Ci Shu, finally want to bring girls back? I told you a long time ago, try to get along with girls, and you won't think about those nonsense things." Xu's father, who was originally sitting on the sofa, saw In an instant, Feng Ling's eyes were about to light up, "Which daughter is this, why did you bring someone back at night, how disrespectful, how I usually teach you."

Xu's father looks to be about 65 years old, with gray and gray hair, wearing a dark brown red satin Tang suit embroidered with swastikas, with a delicate appearance and a restrained and elegant temperament.

"Sir, this is not the young master, but an expert, much taller than those bull-nosed." Uncle Lin saw that the old man had misunderstood, and quickly winked at Xu's father, explaining, "Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu Miss, people are here to collect cat demons."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Qiao was so abrupt."

"It's okay, just call me Xiao Qiao."

After saying hello, when she went to Xu Cishu's room to see the traces of the cat demon, Feng Ling discovered that there is something hotter than hot eyes, called spicy blind.

The dense talismans that climbed up the wall, and the evil spirit decorations that occupied the floor in all directions, each of them is a challenge to aesthetics.

"The old man bought everything he heard could exorcise evil spirits," Xu Cishu explained sheepishly, rubbing his nose.

"Some bought it wrong. The third talisman on your right is for the safety of the mother and child. It does not exorcise evil spirits. Chinese monsters are not afraid of the silver cross. The system is different."

"..." Please don't tell me the truth in such a detailed way, I will feel that my image is even more retarded, "Can these be removed?"

"can."

Stripped off the coat of a shrewd businessman, Xu Cishu, who was frowning and tearing up the talisman paper, looked very real and a little cute. It was only later that Feng Ling learned that there was a proper term for this feeling - cute contrast, elite man The contrast with childishness is cute, but now he just thinks the other party is cute, and he feels sorry for using cuteness to describe a big man who is 1.8 meters tall.

In fact, when Xu Cishu wanted to make friends with him, why didn't he acquiesce in the other party's friend status?Otherwise, he is just a kitten, and he wants to return Uncle Lin's tea favor, so why would he need to come to the door in person.

A little exposure of his identity is also an expression of his acceptance of the other party's goodwill.

Or, he just wanted to find something to do on a whim. After all, buying a game warehouse is the goal he deliberately set for himself in order to avoid too much pursuit and boring life.

After helping to clean up the sundries together, Xu Cishu's room can be regarded as showing its "original appearance".

There are scratches all over the room, and a few traces of repairs can be seen on the walls, but most of them are covered up by new marks that intensified later.The paw prints criss-crossed and arranged into dead characters, showing malicious intent.

In addition to the dead characters made of scratches, the wardrobe, windows, and lamps were all splashed with bright red paint, which would not dry or wash off, and remained damp all the time, looking like blood that had just leaked out.

"Vulgar cats are so vulgar no matter where they look," Feng Ling spat, looking at the mess in the room.

"You hate cats?" Xu Cishu was a little surprised, isn't there a lot of cat slaves among girls?

"Cat? What's better about that kind of self-righteous and superficial creature?" Feng Ling's usual flat tone without much emotion, now the words are full of disgust, "You are tacky, and you always want to sneak into our house." Que'er, I want to beat up when I see it, I will never be able to coexist peacefully with this kind of creature."

It turned out that the family kept birds, and there were birds in the cat's diet, which offended me deeply enough.

That three-colored cat should be beaten into a dog later, or he ran dozens of miles to send it here to be beaten, which is really happy to hear.

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I can't change it, I'm here first today, I can't hold on to a bad cold