72.Chapter 72
The sender of the last package is an extremely famous TV shopping platform, so famous that Xu Mu, who has almost no time to watch TV, let alone TV shopping, knows it in the express box and the talk of passers-by.
The cardboard box design for this TV shopping packaging is lightweight and compressive, and regardless of size, both walls are uniformly printed with an eye-catching purple logo with a triangular background, "Global Shopping". So, it's very easy to recognize.
The information on the express bill is extremely simple, the address bar says No. 91 Qingping Lane, there is no shop name, and the last line is printed with the recipient's name, nine chapters.
Compared with other awkward and unbelievable names, at least Mr. Jiuzhang's name is easier to remember, the courier brother thought optimistically, and kicked a few small three-wheelers by the way.
This address is not far from the Seventy-Nine, almost in the blink of an eye.
No. 91 has a half-section of the courtyard wall facing the street, the fine white wall is topped with blue-gray tile flowers, simple and thin, and the black lacquer door is hung with an old-fashioned brass door knocker, and the traces under the door knocker are mottled, faintly revealing yellow wood grain. There are also two rows of thin bamboos planted on both sides of the gate, the branches and leaves are sparse, and the white walls and gray tiles are dotted and picturesque.
Compared with other houses in Qingping Lane, it doesn't look like a shop, it seems to be a pure old-style house.
Xu Mu walked to the door with the box and patted the door knocker.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, no one answered, and there was a faint movement of the TV set from inside the door.
Considering the decibel value of the TV, the courier brother deliberately used more effort when he knocked on the door again.
"Who?" A voice came from the right side of the door, Xu Mu followed the sound to find it, and actually found a very modern visual walkie-talkie behind the bamboo.
Do you want to use it for visitors or don't you want to use it for visitors? Xu Mu stared at the walkie-talkie, which was at least half a meter away from the gate and hidden behind the bamboo, silent for three seconds.
The person on the screen has a mild attitude, and there is a striking red mole the size of a grain of rice in the center of his eyebrows.
"Hello, is it Mr. Jiuzhang, I have your courier here. The courier brother quickly came back to his senses and raised the package in his hand to the electronic screen.
"Come in. The courtyard door clicked and opened half of it.
Is it an automatic door?
Xu Mu stepped into the door with a package, and the place facing the door was like a shadow wall, but it was surprisingly long, so long that it formed a narrow road five or six meters long with the courtyard wall, and the ground was paved with black bricks with fine tile-like patterns, which was estimated to have been rebuilt.
Bypassing the narrow passage, it is a quiet square courtyard courtyard, facing the door of the courtyard door of the room wide open, the benevolent brother who appeared on the walkie-talkie screen just now, is standing on the steps a few steps high with a remote control.
There were three silver-gray metal suitcases at the door, and the luggage lever had not yet been pressed down.
Homeowners have just returned from a trip?
Xu Mu glanced at the suitcases that were arranged like WIFI signals from large to small, and secretly guessed.
"1299 yuan! Just today! Only for today's live broadcast!For 1299 yuan, you can not only buy a pure cowhide mat worth 2999 yuan, but also get two additional kraft mat pillowcases worth 599 yuan as a gift!"
The host's tone was sonorous and infectious, and Xu Mu instantly understood that this was a TV shopping show.
This gentleman is probably a big fan of TV shopping, and it's an exaggeration to turn on the TV before the suitcase is opened!
When the man saw Xu Mu, he asked eagerly, "Is it the courier of Huanyu Shopping?"
"Yes, are you Mr. Jiuzhang? This is your package, please sign for it. Seeing that the other party nodded, Xu Mu politely handed over the cardboard box and pen in his hand.
"Thank you. The man smiled and happily signed his name on the list.
When he handed the pen back to the courier brother, he looked at the person in front of him with interest, "Are you a freshman in N University?"
"Yes, level 15. Xu Mu took the list and nodded to the other party in thanks. Because he was in a hurry, he came out wearing a camouflage uniform for military training, and he had an N big school emblem pinned to his left chest, which was indeed easy to recognize.
"Please take care of me in the future. The man nodded at Xu Mu, turned around and carried the box into the room.
"You're so polite. Xu Mu hurriedly smiled in response, if you like TV shopping, it is estimated that you should be a frequent customer of express delivery.
On the way back, when passing by the gate of No. 79 again, the courier brother suddenly remembered something, isn't the code of the monster world forbidden to threaten, intimidate, and attack humans?
Is it really okay to let such a blatant guy who wants to eat people live in Qingping Lane?
Xu Mu felt that as a good citizen, it was incumbent on him to report this matter to the Human Security Administration in time. In particular, it is also about its own safety.
Wandering Du happened to open the door, and Zhou Yezheng pinched Zhang WenjiΓ n paper with a serious expression, looking embarrassed.
The villain in the official uniform with delicate eyebrows I saw last time sat cross-legged on the table in front of Zhou Ye, and also looked up at the paper, supporting his chin with his right hand, frowning and his face full of sadness.
Xu Mu stopped the little three wheels and walked over, and said hello to Zhou Ye, "Worried?"
Zhou Ye sighed and put down the piece of paper, "Financial issues." β
Wouldn't it, the public affairs of the Three Realms will also be short of money? Xu Mu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Lack of money?"
Zhou Ye shook his head, "No, it's too much money, and half of last month's budget is left." β
Xu Mu: ..................
It's still too naΓ―ve.
There is too much money to spend or something, and it really sounds sad to mortals.
After listening to Xu Mu's concern about No. 79, Zhou Ye pushed his glasses and showed a gentle smile: "Don't worry, I haven't won for more than a hundred years since I had bad luck in gambling." β
Xu Mu: ..................
This god-like luck!
"Besides, you can't just throw it back to the demon world just because you want to eat people, just from the point of "thinking", at least half of the guys on this street want to eat people, after all, humans have been entrenched in their recipes for thousands of years. Zhou Ye added.
Xu Mu: ..................
"What if! what if someone is eaten?" Xu Mu was silent for a few seconds, and asked without giving up.
"Don't worry, if this kind of thing really happens, we will definitely deal with it strictly. Zhou Ye patted the piece of paper just now, "This way we have a place to spend our budget." β
What is paid for accident death, you must be able to spend a sum.
Xu Mu: ..................
It sounds like I can't put my mind at ease.
That night, Shen Liang originally took the time to accompany Xu Mu to the school's old library to check the Seven Days Yang Evil Array, but when he heard that the matter had been resolved, he changed to guide Xu Mu's tuna and talismans.
Feng Yuan worked overtime in the study to draw, and Zhao Yan and Fu Zhu hid in the two corners of the living room to practice, two diagonal corners. The position in the center of the living room was left to Xu Mu and Shen Liang.
"I think your tuna practice is very good, but the spell is ......" The little Taoist scratched his smooth head in embarrassment, and couldn't say the word "bad". He also had a cup of taro ice cream in his hand, which Feng Yuan specially prepared for him. The black cat was lying on the couch, lazily licking its paws.
"What is the success rate of ordinary people when they just start drawing talismans?" Xu Mu looked at his few poor results, and the success rate has increased by two percentage points in the past few days.
"I don't know. The little Taoist priest shook his head honestly, dug up a spoonful of ice cream and fed it to the black cat next to him, "I only know that the first time I drew a hundred talismans, I failed to draw six talismans." β
Six?
94% success rate?
Xu Mu glared at Shen Liang, child, do you know that you are so rebellious to the sky?
"My first talisman can fix the time of eight and a half pillars of incense. The little Taoist stabbed again with a milky voice.
Xu Mu: ..................
The advertisement on the subway is right, there is no harm without contrast.
Hold back your words and let me be quiet.
"Otherwise, you will draw a talisman now for me to see?" Seeing that Xu Mu's face was not good, Shen Liang held the ice cream scoop and carefully lifted it.
Xu Mu nodded discouragedly, too, he should let the little Taoist priest see if his talisman drawing skills can still be saved.
He took out the yellow paper and cinnabar used for practice from under the coffee table, and accidentally brought out a pile of papers, which was Feng Yuan's last purchase contract.
Shen Hao glanced at the DM slip on it twice, and then said excitedly, "I also have a set of this house." β
"Do you have it too?" Xu Mu almost choked, and the internal discount price was four million!
This kind of sorrow that the whole world is rich and I am poor cannot be more hurtful!
Shen Liang nodded, his milky jaw moved, "It was sent by the old man who asked me to exorcise ghosts last time, but I haven't applied for an ID card yet, so I can only write Master's name." β
You can get a house by exorcising ghosts, this is a 24K gold-plated real!
Taoist priest is really a profession with "money"!
Xu Mu's eyes glowed with gold, he hurriedly put out the pen and paper and cinnabar, and began to draw the talisman in front of Shen Liang, driven by money, he drew a little more seriously than usual.
Being a glittering Taoist priest or something can be regarded as the highest ideal in life.
"It's so unsmooth. Shen Liang paused, as if he was considering how to say, "Although the spell is drawn, it is the same as chanting a mantra, it should be done in one go, if the pen is not coherent, it is like chanting a mantra and stammering, and the mana will definitely be reduced." Well, you know what I mean?"
Xu Mu rubbed the corners of his forehead, he was indeed thinking about the next stroke every time he painted, that is, he was not skilled enough to draw the symbols, and the pen and ink were jerky?
"Also, this box of cinnabar is very good, but the yellow paper is too bad to support the aura, and the natural effect of the drawn spell is also poor. Shen Liang, who was holding the rune paper, added.
Feng Yuan opened the door and heard Shen Liang talking about the problem of the rune paper, he opened the refrigerator and took a can of iced drink, and tilted his head to fill a small half bottle.
[No, cinnabar was given by the head of the house, but yellow paper is the cheapest kind in people's stores. The husband in the corner of the wall made up a knife coolly.
Xu Mu scratched his ears aggrievedly, and the cheapest yellow paper cost five yuan a wad.
Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows, walked back to the study, took out a few stacks of yellow paper and put them on the coffee table, and touched the silly hair on the top of Xu Mu's head comfortingly, "I bought it last time I passed by Wen Huazhai in Linhu, and I forgot to give it to you." β
Shen Liang picked up a pile of yellow paper and twisted it with his fingertips, nodding vigorously, "That's right, the best yellow paper is Wen Huazhai, and the cinnabar is the best fat bottle." In this way, you can exert your spiritual power. β
I really didn't expect that a piece of paper should also pay attention to the brand.
"Brother, you are really my benefactor!" Xu Mu opened his arms and prepared to do a veritable thigh-hugging action.
Feng Yuan patted his cheek, as if smiling, "How about it, do you want to make a personal promise?"
Brother, how can you say this in front of an eight-year-old child! Xu Mu withdrew his arm with lightning and looked at Feng Yuan with a straight face.
Feng Yuan shook his head, pinched the drink can and walked back to the study, it seems that the next time he goes to Linhu, he will have to buy some yellow paper.
"Remember to buy this in the future. Shen Liangyan's shaking yellow paper told Xu Mu.
Xu Mu nodded in a low voice, in order to become a golden Taoist priest in the future, he could only pay for it.
Seeing Xu Mu nodding, Shen Liang put his mind at ease and handed the remaining ice cream to the little black cat next to him, "Eight steps, the rest is for you." β
The black cat scratched Shen Liang angrily, and jumped to the shoe cabinet next to it with the ice cream box in his mouth.
"Why is it called Eight Steps?" Xu Mu asked curiously.
"Because I picked it up eight paces away from the Taoist temple. Shen Liang replied seriously. The reasons could not be more sufficient.