Chapter Eighty-Seven

Xiao Zang is none other than a human, but a monkey that is almost transparent. The pen is about 30 centimeters long www.biquge.info like a fluffy toy. Because he was following behind a wheelchair, he was blocked by the coffee table after coming in, so Xie Jiuli and Qian Ji didn't see it.

That Xiao Zang walked like a human, went out and took two glasses of water, and walked in again with one in one hand. The one on the end of the two hands is called a steady, and Xie Jiuli can't see any water waves on the cup surface when he tries to look. It's as if Xiao Zang just floated in, not walked in.

The little monkey walked up to them and snorted twice, and Qian Ji and Xie Jiuli consciously took the water cup from the monkey's hand. Xie Jiuli looked at the water cup in his hand, silently thinking in his heart that since he met the Qianxi, his worldview had become magical......

The half-hundred-year-old man in a wheelchair slowly spoke at this time, and said, "Let me introduce myself first, I am Yan Xuesen, the person in charge of the Xuemang organization, you can call me Vinson." He looked at Xie Jiuli, his eyes full of light, "Listen to Fan Shao, you are the tomb keeper?"

Xie Jiuli nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Yan Xuesen looked at him and said, "We have been doing research in this area, and we are particularly curious about another world that is completely different from human beings. We have been working hard to obtain information through various means, but we did not expect to meet the tomb keeper himself today. This kind of happiness came too suddenly. ”

Xie Jiuli could clearly feel the leaping light in the other party's eyes, just like what he saw from the eyes of the Van Gong at that time. It's all that kind of longing for the unknown, the excitement of what to burn. At this time, he didn't know what his appearance meant for the Fangong, for Yan Xuesen, and for 'Xuemang'. But this feeling, a feeling like a fish on a chopping board, made Xie Jiuli's almost small animal intuition smell a hint of danger.

This feeling of being targeted also appears in the sting. The Moe itself is very repulsed by this kind of cooperation, and now seeing the fiery gaze of the other party, he suddenly feels that they seem to have walked into an unknown where they can't get in and out as they want.

The more unknown, the more dangerous.

Although Xie Jiuli sensed the aura of danger with his almost small animal intuition, most of his attention was now taken away by the almost transparent little monkey. The little monkey tilted its head and looked at him very cutely, but the kind of transparency that was about to disappear made Xie Jiuli feel that what appeared in front of him was a virtual animal.

So, Xie Jiuli subconsciously reached out to touch the little monkey, wanting to touch his head.

After the sound of "pop", Xie Jiuli looked at the back of his reddened hand and blinked. “……”

Seeing this, the corners of Fangong's mouth twitched, and he found that he had made the same expression as himself at the same time.

Yan Xuesen laughed "hehe" and said, "My little Zang, except for me, really doesn't let anyone touch me, and my temper is a little weird." Mr. Xie, don't mind. ”

Xie Jiuli rubbed the back of his reddened hand and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing, don't care." ”

Yan Xuesen said: "Since everyone is here, I won't say anything about the side, and go straight to the point." He paused for a moment before he said, "Presumably Fan Shao has already told you what kind of organization our 'Xuemang' is. ”

Xie Jiuli nodded and said, "You mainly study the world of monsters and grave keepers. ”

Yan Xuesen said: "That's right, the reason why we study these is to be able to benefit the society......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Xuesen's words were interrupted by Qianxi, and he only heard Qianxuan say lightly: "You don't need to tell us about this kind of scene! ”

The words are simple, and they directly pierce the outer packaging, which means that they want to really go straight to the point.

Yan Xuesen looked at him for a while before he said, "Mr. Yan can still see it clearly." "It's kind of a tacit acquiescence. The small, almost transparent monkey approached him, and he reached out and rubbed the little monkey's head. The little monkey let out a comfortable chirp, he raised his eyes to look at Xie Jiuli, then his gaze fell on the Qianxi, and continued with a smile: "If I don't say it, Mr. Qianxi doesn't plan to let the grave keeper cooperate with us?"

Qian Qian said indifferently: "Mr. Yan seems to have asked the wrong person, the partner you are looking for is the grave keeper, why did you ask me?"

Yan Xuesen looked at him, and there was no emotion on his half of his face that was covered by sunglasses. He originally planned to test it, but he didn't expect the other party to respond to him directly. So he smiled and eased the strange atmosphere in the whole room, and said, "Looking for someone to cooperate, we must show our sincerity." We do study paranormal events and set out to deal with major paranormal events, and of course we will be paid for these actions. Someone commissioned or discovered a complex supernatural event, and we will send someone to deal with it. But unlike the official organizations, we are only private organizations. ”

Xie Jiuli pursed his lips and said, "Just to make money?"

Yan Xuesen laughed and said, "We won't do anything unprofitable." ”

He said in a deep voice: "In addition to making money, 'Xuemang' should have other purposes, right? Otherwise, it is just to solve the trouble for others to collect all kinds of information so much?"

Yan Xuesen said: "First of all, of course, we must solve the trouble for those in need, otherwise we would have starved to death!"

Yan Xuesen's understated tone was wrapped in banter, and he frowned, and said, "With Master Fan, presumably even if you don't entrust the door, you won't starve to death." ”

The Van Palace was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Mr. Qian, my Fan's family's money is not blown by the wind. ”

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he said, "Isn't the Fanjia a large amount of money blown by the wind, but it has been funding a strange organization that studies supernatural events all year round? ”

Xie Jiuli was most uncomfortable with the words, since someone invited them to come, then it would be good to talk about the topic directly, why did he have to make the atmosphere of the conversation tense? What's more, at least he felt that this Yan Xuesen had no malicious intent now. Since he could find a helper to help find the whereabouts of the Soul Suppression Stone, why couldn't he stop and stop? Unfortunately, Qian Qian didn't feel Xie Jiuli's eyebrows beside him. Xie Jiuli was also speechless for his temperament of being serious about finding out everything no matter what.

Seeing that the face of the Van Palace was ugly, and he was afraid that in the end, the Russ and the Van Palace would fight, Xie Jiuli hurriedly mediated and changed the topic and asked, "Mr. Yan, I have no interest in why you burn money to do such a thing. I just want to know, how do you want us to cooperate, do you have any information about the Soul Stone?"