Running errands in a snack bar of dozens of square meters, Mu Qian's physical strength will not be tired all day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Being able to meet all kinds of human beings here will not be a little boring for him, and as long as young people have mobile phones and wifi, they can naturally go to the world.

And, of course, there is a power supply.

On his first day of part-time work, Zhu Su brought his sister over to cheer and bought two cups of ice cream with his hard-earned pocket money.

When Zhu Su talked for a while and left, Mu Qian went to see him off, and observed dozens of meters on the road, but did not find the slender woman wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses that he had seen before.

"Okay, just send it here, and then send it home!"

Zhu Su pointed to the community behind the commercial street and laughed.

Mu Qian, who was still a little moved by this guy who ran far away to cheer him on, his face darkened at that time. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Zhu Su said that his family lives here.

Zhu Xiu, who was next to him, sneered, and said in a delicate and sweet voice: "Brother Mu Qian, come to our house as a guest if you have nothing to do." If you are tired from work, you can also come and rest. ”

"My family's white water doesn't need money. Zhu Su looked up at the sky.

Mu Qian smiled and slapped him on the shoulder, watching them go home, anyway, it was only a few steps away.

Ran out wearing an apron. This kind of dress makes him a little delicate, and he has a bit of a family cooking man's taste. With his hands in the front pockets of his apron, he walked leisurely back to the workplace.

The fat aunt is still quite reasonable, and she didn't make irresponsible remarks about him leaving his job without authorization.

After all, he had just added a small amount of revenue to the store.

When he opened the door of the store, Mu Qian saw the figure of the woman walking away quickly across the street in the reflection of the door glass.

It seems that it should be incognito in place......

Well?

Mu Qian paused, but only paused for half a second, and then stepped into the snack bar, closing the door to prevent the cold air from leaking out and increasing the power loss of the snack bar.

He had just sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power, and that woman should be a demon slayer.

Since the other party is a demon slayer, no matter what the reason is, he wants to spy on Zhu Su, an ordinary person, Mu Qian doesn't have to worry about anything...... In Mu Qian's impression, demon slayers are all pretentious, annoying guys with high hands and low eyes, and all their skills in their mouths.

However, the group of demon slayers is the 'messenger of justice' who hides among ordinary humans and maintains the order of human society, and will not be harmful to humans. In the eyes of the demon world, human beings are divided into two kinds: ordinary people and demon slayers.

As for the distribution of forces within the Demon Slayer, Mu Qian was not interested in knowing.

Why didn't he worry about Zhu Su?

Because that product is thorough, except for a slight fatty liver, there is nothing wrong with it...... Mankind.

The three diners in the corner walked to the door with a smile, and Mu Qian diligently went over and pushed open the glass door, smiling as he performed his duties as a waiter.

Two of the three diners gave him a good-natured smile, and one even wanted a WeChat or something.

"Xiao Qian, what are you going to say when the guest checks out and leaves?" came the fat aunt's urging voice at the counter.

"Welcome to the next time!" Mu Qian's voice was very loud, although he was still a little ashamed.

The two girls chuckled and left, presumably coming next time.

Mu Qian wiped the two drops of sweat from his forehead, and felt that it was not easy to do any work...... The easiest thing is to stay at home and wait for death or something.

On the second and third days, there were always some classmates who had a good relationship and came to make fun of themselves. The Zhu Su brothers and sisters would come over once a day, and the quiet junior high school girl with a ponytail had been inviting Mu Qian to sit at their house, Mu Qian always smiled and agreed, and then didn't have time to pass.

I get off work at half past eight every day, and it is already nine o'clock in the evening when I ride my bicycle home, but fortunately, the fat aunt takes care of the food and will not starve him.

Every time I went home in the past two or three days, when the courtyard door was opened, the door would be pushed open by Xiao Ling. The barefoot sister was waiting anxiously to see if her brother had brought her some cold drinks or something.

"Eat less cold food at night, and you won't have an upset stomach. ”

Mu Qian always instructed this, and then Xiao Ling grinned and hugged his neck from behind, asking him to carry him upstairs or something.

At this time, my mother would always shout: "Don't mess with my brother, he is very tired from a long day of work." ”

"Oh," Xiao Ling reluctantly left Mu Qian's back and walked to the refrigerator or the living room sofa with his loot.

The father, who was very temperamental and sometimes very strict, would put down his glasses and ask, "Did you experience your work today? Did you encounter a difficult customer?

"Basically, there are no waves, Dad, you don't have to worry. ”

Mu Qian replied with a chuckle, took off his coat, and the third night was also this daily plot, and he already knew how to answer.

"That's good, you're young and vigorous, don't have any conflicts with the guests. My father rejected.

"Are you hungry?" said the mother, softly.

"I'm not hungry, although that fat aunt is not as good at cooking as your mother's cooking, but I work for a long time and am hungry, and I will be full in one breath!" Mu Qian smiled. The words he said made the corners of my mother's eyes open a little when she smiled.

After all, she has entered middle age, and her beautiful mother also has shallow crow's feet.

"Hehe-hee!" Xiao Ling attacked from behind, successfully captured his brother's shoulder, and rubbed him obediently, "Brother, is it comfortable?" ”

"Comfortable...... Nothing to do?"

"Either a traitor or a thief? Oh, how could it be...... I'm thinking, brother, do you have a clear purpose for the salary you earn from part-time work? If not, I don't mind helping you solve these difficulties, brother, you have difficulty in choosing and it's not a day or two!"

Mu Qian sneered, "No, it's useful." ”

"Hmm, brother, you don't hurt me!" Xiao Ling's hand strength exploded in full force, raging on his brother's shoulder.

Mu Qian squinted his eyes, looking very enjoyable, he said that his sister, who didn't have much strength, was just right.

After watching TV for a while, I chatted a few words in a family style, and around ten o'clock in the evening, it was the schedule set by my father. The children went upstairs obediently, said goodnight to their families, and went back to their rooms.

Mu Qian read the book and turned off the light.

His bed and his sister's bed were separated by only one wall, and it was very normal for him to hear two soft knocks against the wall.

Mu Qian casually knocked on the wall twice, according to the rhythm, it was his heartbeat.

This is their expression of the word good night.

"Brother, good night. Xiao Ling faced the wall, slowly closing his eyes, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Qian looked at the ceiling, "Ann." ”

His hearing, like his eyesight, is far more sensitive than ordinary people.

Listening to the sound of his parents talking in the living room, his heart warmed and he wanted to say that it was okay to tell them.

Dad: "Alas, it would have been nice if he had come to us at the age of two or three, he has always treated himself as an outsider and is very restrained in what he does. ”

Mother: "Xiao Qian is so well-behaved, he will definitely have a future in the future, you don't have to worry about this all the time, he can handle it." ”

"Wife, what do you think, you say...... Xiao Ling and Xiao Qian, are they becoming less and less like brother and sister? Is it because of my psychology?" Dad seemed to be a little puzzled.

"Anla, don't think about it, Xiao Qian must be measured. ”

Sibling......

Mu Qian smiled, Xiao Ling is now a princess of the demon world.

The lower abdomen was a little hot, and Mu Qian casually pressed his protruding abdominal muscles. Along the edge of his abdominal muscles, there were blood marks flowing, and Mu Qian's brows furrowed slightly.

He set up nine seals for himself, but in the past ten years, his demonic power has become more and more refined.

I looked up at the moonlight outside the window.

It's a full moon, no wonder......

Just as he was thinking about it, a touch of moonlight fell on his body like flowing water.

Airplanes!

A red ripple suddenly swung out of his body, turning into a red wave that rolled in all directions.

Mu Qian was taken aback, his fingers pressed on his lower abdomen, and the shock wave immediately rolled back, like a picture rewinding, the blood-colored waves retracted layer by layer, and finally converged in his lower abdomen, and the whole process was only two seconds before and after.

There is too much demonic power, and there is no place to vent, which is also something that cannot be helped.

He listened quietly for a while, and found that there was no movement except for a few barks.