This sentence seemed to be a never-ending question, but the little girl did not behave out of the ordinary. She pursed her lips and continued to wrap the rose in Xiaobai's pick, and after a long time she let out a muffled "um".

Xiaobai smiled slightly: "I am the ...... of the Impermanence Group"

"I know, the reception of the white group No. 5438. The girl said quietly, "You've been famous lately." ”

"Me?" Xiaobai blinked inexplicably, "famous?"

"Yes...... the girl glanced at her, "Ten years of outstanding employees, the object of Lord Bai's key praise at the annual meeting, is now relying on the human world and not going back." That's it, Lord Bai scolded you for being ignorant, and at the same time, he also dredged up the relationship everywhere so that you would not be punished. Alas...... In contrast, our cattle and horse group is the same as the stepmother's raising, running around every day without a business trip subsidy. In the past, it was okay, and the iron chain was tied to the person's neck, and since the ghost king made the "Smile Service Scoring Specification" of Na Laoshizi, we hooked a soul as if we were serving our own grandfather. "Are you hungry?", "Are you tired?", "Don't look at your bowels, your intestines are coiled on the top of your head, and you can't be rescued" ......"

Xiaobai ignored the girl's witticism, she lowered her head and played with the remaining roses in the basket, looking worried.

"White Lady ......"

"I advise you not to worry about it. Who doesn't know the virtue of your family Lord Bai? Anyway, our Niu Ma Group doesn't dare to provoke, and the only accountant in the entire Senluo Mansion is the Jizo Group, and they are the most important rules. However, there has been an accident on the Jizo Group's side in the past two days, and eighty percent of them have no time to care about you. ”

"Isn't the Jizo Group in charge of Senluo Hell?" Xiao Baijiao's brows furrowed, "What can happen to them over there?"

"Who knows? It seems that a young doll in the listening group has eloped with a prisoner. Tell me about you young people, who will mess around with moths all day long, one on the left who is derelict in duty and the other who elopes on the right...... You're okay, it's a leader like Lord Bai who protects his shortcomings. The child in the Di Ting Group will be miserable, and if he is caught back, he will be punished for five hundred years of skinning......"

The girl spoke old-fashioned, but Xiaobai didn't think it was a pestle. The soul seduction messengers in the world who have been on a long-term business trip will be like her, pinching a body by themselves. On the surface, she looks like a little girl selling flowers, but the soul inside may have been a pig-killing man with a beard hundreds of years ago.

I don't know how many pure little boys' dreams will be destroyed by this sentence......

Xiaobai frowned, thinking left and right, but his heart was a mess. She sighed and asked:

"Who are you trying to hook someone's soul this time?"

The girl yawned: "Don't mention it, a grandson won the five-dollar lottery and suffered a cerebral hemorrhage." Okay, your flowers, get on and get out, don't disturb Lao Tzu to do business. Lao Tzu hasn't earned enough money for a box of Hongta Mountain in one night. ”

"Xiaobai!"

Luo Xiang and Fang Xiaoling ran over from the other side of the fountain. Xiaobai hurriedly wiped away his original uneasy look and smiled. She caught up with the two, and before they had time to blame herself, she showed them the roses in her hand:

"That little sister gave it to me. ”

When the little girl who sold flowers heard this, she glared at her back with extremely vicious eyes.

"How can that be done?" Luo Xiang quickly took out his wallet, "It's not easy for everyone, so don't bully others." Come, little sister, take it. ”

He shoved five dollars into the little girl's hand. The little girl pursed her lips, and while Xiaobai passed by again, she secretly said to her:

"You and this man are really picky, Lao Tzu costs ten yuan a piece!"

Xiaobai kicked her ass and reached out to snatch the five dollars back.

……

It stands to reason that there should be a three-day holiday on New Year's Day, but because many students are still avoiding evening self-study after the heating incident, the head teacher Xu Rui finally went crazy and asked everyone to go to school for self-study on the second and third days. Everyone is a senior in high school, although it is bitter, but no one dares to disobey the orders of the old class, otherwise they will have to hang up the sign for a few days when they come back from vacation.

During the only one-day vacation, Luo Xiang continued his part-time job while facing more than 30 test papers issued by teachers of various subjects. Fang Xiaoling's spirit spell enhanced most of his body's abilities, but it had no effect on his intelligence at all. It's no wonder that other ghouls are not self-aware, just like vegetative people, so what is the use of intelligence? Can a vegetative person with a brain smarter than Einstein get out of bed and pee on his own?

According to Fang Xiaoling, the relationship between the spirit spellmaster and the ghoul is like that of a driver and a car. Because the driver can't run fast on his own, he has to rely on the car. But even if you are a Lamborghini, you have to listen to the control of the driver's steering wheel, and you can't run by yourself and suddenly open the front lid and say "brother, you are going wrong, this road should go left".

Lightning McQueen had never dared to play like this.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Xiang came to a tea house opposite the north gate of the gymnasium, which was the farthest takeaway he had delivered in the past few days. He has never been to other places, and he doesn't know what the tea houses in other places are like, but he knows the tea houses here in Lanling, the first floor is empty, and the second floor is a variety of smoky chess and card mahjong rooms. This one is certainly no exception.

"Erudite Tea Society".

The black plaque is printed with four large gold letters. Luo Xiang walked in with four boxed lunches, and found that the decoration in this tea house did match the name, and the wooden walls were printed with ancient poems that Luo Xiang was familiar with.

"Confucius traveled eastward, and he ...... day by day when he saw two children"

A simple sentence, but it contains rich elements, which perfectly blends the great sage and the great evil, which is very shocking.

The fat boss with glasses was playing on the computer and looked at it again and again, and when he saw someone coming in, he just casually greeted him with a "welcome". Luo Xiang glanced at the remarks on the label of the lunch box, which was written "207", which should be upstairs. He walked up the stairs and looked left and right, and in front of him was number 206, so 207 was in ......

He was just about to turn around when a woman slammed the door open and crashed into his arms.

"Sherlyn!" a male voice came from inside the room.

Luo Xiang raised one hand upwards and took on a posture like the transformation of Xiang Xiushu. He had no other way but to prove his innocence in this way. If you don't know Xiang Xiushu, you can imagine how Dong Cunrui blew up the bunker. Don't ask him why he didn't put his other hand up as well – carrying a boxed lunch, a shredded potato and eggplant bath is not a healthy way to maintain his health.

This was a subconscious move on his part, and of course it turned out that he was purely apprehensive. His entire net worth may not be as valuable as this woman's nail polish. The woman quickly left his side, not only did not blame him, but also muttered "I'm sorry" in a low voice. Luo Xiang hurriedly shook his head, picked up the plastic bag in his hand and asked, "Who ordered four lunches?"

"How do you walk?" said a young man in the room, pointing at him with an angry face, "don't you have eyes in the back of your head?"

"Uh, it's not long......"

The young man ignored him at all, and quickly turned his face to the woman: "Xue Lin, are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?

Hey, I'm the victim......

But he saw a pile of beer bottles in the room, and the man was also smoking, so he pursed his lips and swallowed the complaint back into his stomach. Wasting time with an alcoholic is never a wise decision. Luo Xiang's father used to be fond of drinking, often in the middle of the night drunk home, once his mother did not let him into the house, he outside the door and the pomegranate tree chatted for a night, that is called a love agreement, at dawn he has been in the witness of a group of early hawkers and pomegranate tree to worship heaven and earth, it is time to enter the cave house, but was rushed out of the mother stick beat the mandarin duck to stir up.

"What's that......" he patted the plastic bag in his hand, "Four boxed lunches totaling forty-seven yuan, which of you will settle the account?"