Chapter 8: The Emperor's Love Career
Wang Xia, who was standing at the door of the pawnshop, turned around and left.
At this point, if he still sells that gold ring, he will be a fool.
By all indications, the weather change on the top of his head originated from the ring.
Before I knew it, I was in the west mountain at dusk.
Wang Xia found a roadside noodle restaurant and sat down, playing with the ring like an upstart showing off his wealth.
When he took off the ring, the atmosphere on the top of his head returned to its original gray and white color.
When he put the ring back on, it turned into a red and white flower again.
After much exploration, it can be concluded that the ring has a hidden mystery.
"I heard that the ancestor of the Liu family has been a cow, and most of this thing is a treasure that has been opened by a master."
Wang Xia thought about his thoughts, wore a gold ring on his left hand, and refused to take it off again.
He ate three bowls of beef noodles, and the amount of food scared the boss.
If it weren't for the gold ring in his hand, the owner of the noodle restaurant would be very suspicious that this starving ghost was reincarnated and wanted to eat the overlord meal.
Wang Xia ordered the fourth bowl of noodles, and while eating, he thought about life: "Director Zhang of the community, the top of his head is white and red, if he wants a career, if he wants love, he will love, and his life is complete." I'm also white and red now, and I'm on the same level as Director Zhang, what about love? What about careers? β
A few seconds later, even he couldn't believe that happiness could come so suddenly.
Here comes love.
Career is also coming.
The proprietress turned on the phone and said in a hurry: "Wang Xia, have you really arrived in the second realm?" There's an urgent mission, it's a must, come and help. β
"What a big list, you are in such a hurry?" Wang Xia was surprised, and the proprietress called him by name, which meant that something was wrong.
"I don't have time to explain, 30 catties of rice, can you come?" The proprietress urged.
"Wait for me."
Wang Xia got up and settled the account, and walked happily.
In the past, he took on the highest reward task, and got 20 catties of spiritual rice.
Today is a record-breaker, and the European atmosphere of white and red has brought hidden benefits.
Walking to the intersection, the Emperor Wang waved domineeringly: "Fetal Kesei!" β
Passers-by nearby looked at him with caring eyes.
This street is a pedestrian street, and it is difficult to get a taxi at the intersection, and some people once waited for an hour, and finally found that walking is more realistic.
People's love for Wang Xia is only because they don't understand what it means to be a white and red European emperor.
With a sound of pia, a taxi stopped in front of Wang Xia.
Seeing the man with the black cat in his arms driving away in the car, the old familiar customers in the neighborhood were stunned, and people were thinking about a question at the same time: Where did that taxi come from?
Some questions are destined to go unanswered.
Some European emperors are also incomprehensible to non-chiefs.
Wang Xia arrived at the recycling station and saw the proprietress with a sinking face.
From the top of the hostess's head, he also saw small blooming flowers.
The mystery that had plagued Wang Xia for a long time was solved at this moment.
Many spirit hunters, like Wang Xia, only know that the boss lady sits in the office all day, and they don't know her true strength.
Even though Wang Xia and the proprietress have communicated more deeply, they still feel that this woman is unfathomable.
To this day, the answer has emerged.
On the top of the hostess's head, two flowers bloomed.
Each flower has five petals, creating a perfect atmosphere, with a faint tendency to open a third flower.
The pinnacle of the second realm!
Such a spirit hunter is also known as the half-step three realms.
There are not many masters in the second realm of Baiyun City, and the proprietress at the peak of the second realm can be called the existence of the town guard.
There is no comparison, there is no harm, Emperor Wang subconsciously looked at the top of his head and suffered a critical hit.
The first flower on the top of his head was also five petals.
The second flower, with only one petal, the rest is a hazy mist.
Obviously, Wang Xia was in the early stage of the Second Realm.
He still had to condense four petals to reach the level of the boss lady.
Seeing the color of the two flowers of the proprietress , Wang Xia was mentally balanced.
The small flower on the top of the proprietress is gray and white.
The gray mixed in the white means that the proprietress has not been going well lately.
Wang Xia was not poor anymore, and went straight to the point: "What's wrong?" Let's start with the situation. β
The proprietress handed over a photo and began a tirade:
"The person in the photo is called Qian Fugui, a well-known Kuo Shao in the south of the city, who got a strange disease two months ago and was treated in a local hospital for a week, but the illness became more serious and was sent to the provincial hospital."
After two weeks of treatment in the provincial capital, Qian Fugui's condition did not improve, and he was sent to a hospital in the capital for more than a month of treatment. Experts in the capital said that he had a terminal illness that could not be solved all over the world, so he could only take him home and wait for death. β
"Last Friday, Qian Fugui was picked up, his father Boss Qian did not give up, he always felt that his son was covered by dirty things, and invited a Taoist priest to practice it, and also invited a monk to chant the scriptures, which attracted the attention of our unit."
"It was preliminarily determined that Qian Fugui was taken by something. Recently, we have been following up and observing, and he had a sudden seizure today, and the situation is very serious. β
"Wait, I'll interject."
Hearing this, Wang Xia spoke: "Since you have determined that Qian Fugui has been put on the body, why don't you just arrest him and force out the things hidden in his body with electric shocks, special medicines, or something?" β
The proprietress said angrily: "Don't imagine our department as so evil, it's all rumors on the rivers and lakes." If you use strong means, it's hard to say whether the thing can be forced out, and Qian Fugui will definitely not survive. β
Wang Xia scoffed: "Just because their family is rich, they have to save Qian Dashao's life?" β
The proprietress was angry: "How to speak, no matter whether you have money or not, whenever you encounter that kind of situation, our first priority is to save people first." When there was really no way, it was burned to ashes, and it was a hundred. β
Wang Xia didn't bother to argue, so he decisively changed the topic: "What about the rich and noble, ran away, or was it taken down by you?" β
"Someone from our unit followed up, brought him over, come with me."
The proprietress stood up and led Wang Xia into the basement.
The basement of the recycling bin has a cave, comparable to the large-scale experimental base in a science fiction movie.
Wang Xia, who came to the basement for the first time in his life, was dizzying.
After walking for two minutes, there was a huge iron cage in front of him, and a young fat man was trapped in itβQian Fugui.
Hailou Iron?
When Wang Xia saw the black iron cage, his heart was shocked.
The kind of metal that can only be smelted by official secret agencies can seal the power of monsters, and can also imprison the spiritual power of spirit hunters.
Wang Xia kept a distance of five meters from the iron cage, and he didn't take another step forward when he was killed.
But Qian Fugui is different, and is violently hitting the cage.
Bang bang bang!
Each impact was inevitably accompanied by a scream.
Qian Fugui, who hit the cage, seemed to be attached to the power grid, trembling all over, foaming at the mouth, and screaming miserably.
His eyes were scarlet and his eyes were fierce.
The foaming mouth revealed two sharp fangs.