It's late, and the stars in the sky are hanging high, looking like the lights on the Christmas tree. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the ordinary on the roadside, and it can't look out of place in an ordinary small house sandwiched between two buildings. There are a few ordinary square characters written on the façade, which really makes people laugh....... Psychological Counseling Center.

If it is the appearance of a casual roadside restaurant, it is hard to imagine what kind of people the staff are even so absent-mindedly that the name is written.

The sound of footsteps gradually came from afar, and on the silent road, he was the only lonely figure. He looked up, the light in his eyes yearning for the humble counseling office. "Whew!" he exhaled softly, as if to confirm his determination, and he took a step and pushed the door open.

"Zhang Xin?"

He nodded, and slammed the door shut. I looked at this mature but not thick, not feminine but inexplicably comfortable voice to the ears.

The furnishings of this place are like an ordinary home, with appliances, sofas and beds, as well as office desks and bookcases for placement.

Behind this sits an enviable man with a well-proportioned figure. He wears a jazz hat on his head and a brown-black tuxedo, and the white shirt inside is revealed to contrast with the dark colors, forming perfect proportions. The unmessy dark blue tie adds a bit of melancholy and elegance to him.

I have to say that he really doesn't match this bleak place at all. Such an elegant person is more like a rich man's butler or a wealthy man in high society.

"Mr. Owl......

Zhang Xin called the man softly. The man seemed to be immersed in the little yellow book in his hand and couldn't extricate himself.

"Sit down. ”

The man he called Mr. Owl kept his posture and said lightly.

Zhang Xin quickly said thank you and sat down on the sofa. Ask him, as he did every time he came here, "Are you dealing with all this troublesome thing again?"

"It's not a hassle this time, so let's tell me what you're going to ask this time. ”

The shadow of the jazz hat obscured his face in the dim light, and all that could be seen was the white skin and the tip of a nose and his sensual cat lips.

"Mr. Owl, can I really catch the sound of the rain? He was falling like the real smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was sadness in the haze. I'm not a person who is very good at reading people's eyes, but I can really feel his coldness from him. I kept wondering if he was possessed by a lonely demon after junior high school. ”

Zhang Xin lowered his head, his hands were tightly entangled, and a dry voice came from his throat.

"Oh?" Mr. Owl tilted his head slightly to the side as the book was closed, the smile on his lips was full of meaning, and the eyes as bright as stars in the shadows were so deep.

"You say... What? How can a demon be haunted by a demon?"

The voice made a subtle arc, reaching Zhang Xin's ears more in line with the demon's whisper than his appearance. In his cognition, the man in front of him is the most mysterious, and every corner of him is full of strange colors. It seems like a feeling that wise eyes can see through everything........ I also felt it in Xiao Yusheng, but what Xiao Yusheng gave him was not a feeling of wisdom, it was a kind of heart palpitation.

"I have something to go out. This, you help me get it to the police station. It's too late to make a fuss. ”

Mr. Owl sandwiched a piece of paper in a small yellow book and threw it to Zhang Xin, he stood up straight, stretched his muscles, and fakely glanced at the empty watch and smiled kindly at Zhang Xin.

"That ........"

Zhang Xin always can't talk well when facing such a person, which is what he admires most about Xiao Yusheng. No matter who you face, you can stay the same, even if it's superficial.

The door was pushed open, and Mr. Owl stood at the door looking up at the sky with a faint laugh: "I know that you had a lot of cranky thoughts when you came, and those two words of good standard were also after you thought about it repeatedly." As a close friend, why do you have to think about saving him?

"Believe....... He ....... "Zhang Xin was a little surprised.

"That ....."

"Ah, today's stars are full of worries. Recently, the wind has been noisy. He spoke before Zhang Xin and waved his hand in front of the door: "The security has not been good recently, let's go home early." ”

He left the consultation center with the last sentence, Zhang Xin hugged the yellow Ben and sighed, his eyes flickered and he regained his strength.

.........

There is not much harmony in the busy city, and most people are chatting together in a bunch. The bunker-like buildings are surrounded by players of all ranks, both inside and out.

The moment he entered the city, Xiao Yusheng was prompted by the system. Casual fights are not allowed in the city, and you can only go to the tavern to find the bartender for matching.

Speaking of which, this is the third largest city in the gray area, an area built in the German Romance and Baroque style, and a place like a tavern seems to be not hard to find.

Worms Tavern........

Xiao Yusheng stood in front of the tavern for a long time and couldn't spit out a word. This tavern is not as inconspicuous as it seems, but it is too much of a prank to name the tavern after the name of the church in the country.

The dizzying smell of alcohol fills the room in the tavern, tables are filled with players with drinks, many people look at the large television set that plays in all directions in the middle, and others laugh and chat with friends intimately.

The whole room was made of burgundy wood, and it creaked when stepped on. It always gives people a feeling of being overwhelmed.

"Welcome, do you want something?"

The boss-like guy lying in front of the bar beckoned to the sluggish Xiao Yusheng. Xiao Yusheng walked to the bar and looked at him, a dark brown with a cannon hanging from his wrist, and his mature voice almost made him think he was really greeting the owner of the tavern.

"Little brother, new here, do you want a drink?"

The owner was friendly and said softly while cleaning up other people's wine glasses.

"What do you have here?"

Xiao Yusheng felt that he had no reason to refuse such an approachable boss.

"Munich, how's it going?"

The boss's mecha didn't completely cover his face, revealing the part of his mouth, and his bright smile infected Xiao Yusheng's emotions. Xiao Yusheng nodded at him, and glanced at the others on the side while he was about to go.

Really..... Everyone else also showed parts of their mouths. Think about it, too, how can you drink if you don't show it?

"Little brother, your wine. ”

The boss drew Xiao Yusheng's attention back to the bar. He looked at the large glass of dark and rich beer with some embarrassment, because he had never drunk and could not swallow it.

Under the burning gaze of the boss, Xiao Yusheng still held his hand on the cup, and he couldn't help but swallow when he looked at the glass of wine. This glass of wine must be 1,000 milliliters, right?

He slowly passed the wine to his lips, and his mouth was exposed with a snort, the strong alcohol smell of dark beer. He smiled bitterly to himself, but still pinched his nose and took a breath.

The alcohol stimulated his tongue, and the aroma of malt escaped, a little bitterness and sweetness, and the mellow and fragrant smell of wine filled his mouth until the aftertaste in his throat.

"This wine ......," he said, his mouth wide open in shock.

The boss smiled slightly: "How is it? The black milk tastes good, right? Seeing that you are drinking it for the first time, I will give you a glass of sweet dark beer." ”

Xiao Yusheng quickly calmed down this surprise, and he could feel that the alcohol content of this beer was not very high in the first sip, about five or six degrees. The best thing for him is that the rich taste and refreshing heat flow to his chest, which is really pleasant.

"There are so many things that don't go well in the real world, so it's a good thing for a lot of people to get drunk here without guilds and all the other stuff. No one will refuse here, and there is no reason to refuse here. The boss's words and smile were meaningful.

"What do you call it?"

Xiao Yusheng looked at these scenes of freedom with loud laughter and wanton indulgence. I found myself in between beers and fell in love with the atmosphere.

"Just call me Old Nick. ”

To be continued.......

wrote 100,000 words, but found that I still couldn't write Xiaobaiwen like others, after all, Xiaobaiwen is loved by everyone. The focus of this chapter is the dialogue between Zhang Xin and Mr. Owl, you may wish to speculate in the comment area about what kind of person the real Xiao Yusheng I described from the side.