"So, the architecture profession is really not about moving bricks!!!"

Xia Ling once again felt the deep malice in her life, and Cao Yanyu next to her was also the villain's successful smiling expression.

Sitting in a comfortable chair, watching Xia Ling command the philosopher kings with the word "sin" on their heads to repair the broken Rakshasa Street, drinking cold drinks, blowing a cool breeze, and watching others work hard while they can be overseers..... It's going to explode!

Xia Ling kind of understands why Reimu in Gensokyo likes the money of Hachikumo ink the most, and also understands why Yuka Kazama likes to smoke Yakumo ink the most, and also understands why Fujiwara Meihong always burns him from time to time....

Mom sells batches, if you can't beat it..... You must give this crazy black-hearted capitalist pavilion a lot of power!

To tell the truth, at the beginning, Xia Ling was really stunned for a few seconds when she heard that she had a job, and when she thought of working under Ben Zimo's hands, Xia Ling almost jumped up excitedly, and then Xia Ling reported her profession to Ya Yunmo without thinking about it.

Although Xia Ling got a job as she wished, and saw the power and mystery of Ben Zimo with her own eyes, Xia Ling still wanted to say:

Chinese majors are not paleodictionaries!

Food science is not New Oriental!

Logistics major is not to send couriers!

Sociology majors are not neighborhood committee aunts!

Packaging engineering is not about making cartons!

And..... The architecture profession is really not about moving bricks!

At this moment, Xia Ling felt the deep malice of the society towards the architecture major, why did my architecture major have to command these sin bags that seemed very philosophical to repair Zhensoul Street!!

Although these sin bags are very powerful and efficient, Xia Ling always feels that something is wrong.

......

Cao Yanyan, who was watching Xia Ling's work from a distance, said to Cao Xuanxuan:

"By the way, what is the rank of the person who can see the spiritual word?"

Cao Xuanxuan squinted her eyes and thought for a while before saying:

"Hmm.... It should be more than waiting for the job... No, it should be black rope. ”

In order to distinguish the level of the spirit host, the spirit domain has customized a hierarchy system called Hell Dao, the higher the level of the spirit host and his own guardian spirit, the greater the spiritual power, and the basic order of several grades from low to high is:

Waiting for work, black rope, crowding, calling, shouting, scorching.....

Although he has not seen the true strength of his ancestor, judging by the strength displayed inadvertently, Cao Yanqi speculated that his ancestor was at worst above the calling level, and the spirit word letter of the ghost talisman trio was indeed true, and he didn't know what the sneaky guy was thinking.

The buildings on Rakshasa Street were basically repaired, and seeing that it was not early, Cao Yanyu and Xu Chu sent Xia Ling to the human world together.

Although Yayun Mo did give Xia Ling a job, it was obviously the kind of logistical repair work, after Xia Ling's work was completed, he casually threw out a fist-sized gold brick and went to sleep without looking back, No. 4 didn't think that Xia Ling would exchange the gold brick for adult currency....

After all, apart from meeting him before, he didn't have much of a friendship with that noisy human woman, did he?

....

Sitting on the back of the motorcycle, Xia Ling quietly looked at the scenery flashing behind her, obviously a familiar street, but it looked so strange at this time, is it the reason for coming into contact with the unknown world?

After thinking about it for a long time, Xia Ling couldn't help but ask Cao Yanyan:

"Ghost Talisman Tee..... Is it also a soul calmer like you? ”

A hint of indifference and annoyance flashed in the corners of Cao Yanyan's eyes, but he still replied, "No, he was sent to the human realm by the Spirit Envoy. The purpose is to find excellent spiritual hosts for the spiritual realm. ”

Seeing the power of the parasitic spirit and the guardian spirit, even Xia Ling couldn't help but think about it, and the handsomeness of the guardian spirit flashed in her head in an instant, after all, ordinary people will fantasize about becoming a hero who stands up to the sky, and in the fantasy, it took a long time to understand the deep meaning of Cao Yanyan's words.

"Me? .... How can it be? ”

Although she especially wants to become a spiritual parasitor, many years of ordinary life and social cruelty have made Xia Ling face the reality, and subconsciously deny that she is not qualified to become a spiritual person at all.

This..... It should be the sorrow of ordinary people.

Seeing that Xia Ling didn't believe in herself, Cao Yanqi used her spiritual power to write the word "spirit" on the palm of her hand.

Facing Xia Ling, he asked, "What do I write in my hand?" ”

"A.... Spiritual words? ”

Cao Yanyan impatiently grabbed the passerby, "What do I write on my hand?" ”

Passers-by looked at the girl in front of them with a confused expression, and was suddenly stopped by a beautiful girl.

"Wh.... There's nothing...."

Seeing that Cao Yanyu no longer cared about himself, passers-by did not find themselves bored, and Cao Yanbai also said to Xia Ling:

"This kind of character is made as Lingyan Word, and it is written with spiritual power like the text message you received before, and only high-level spiritual hosts can see it."

Xia Ling was full of disbelief, "That means..."

"You're a parasitic, and you're of a high rank."

Although Cao Yanqi was a little impatient, he still dutifully explained to Xia Ling.

"Many parasitic people who are born with guardian spirits don't know it, and they have lived a lifetime unconsciously, only occasionally feeling the coolness behind their backs, or having nightmares for a long time."

Hearing this, Xia Ling remembered the pair of blue eyes in her previous dream.

There is also a hint of chaos in the tranquility, as if suppressing madness, and that touch of blue seems to be able to pierce Xia Ling's body through the dream, sharp! Crazy!

Accompanied by chains and flames, Xia Ling once thought that she was simply having a nightmare.

But at this moment, being reminded by Cao Yanyan, Xia Ling unconsciously kept overlapping the characteristics of herself and the spirit person.

"Anyway, anyway, don't go to Rakshasa Street again, I don't want to have anything to do with the ghost talisman three-way."

Seeing Xia Ling's stunned appearance, Cao Yanyan's patience became thinner and thinner, not waiting to see the ghost talisman is one reason, and another reason is that this impolite stinky woman understands her ancestors better than herself?!

Looking at Xia Ling's appearance that was very familiar with her ancestors before, Cao Yanyu felt very uncomfortable, and the indescribable taste was simply tormenting Cao Yanqi wanted to go crazy!

What did the woman say before? Gensokyo? Yakumo Mo?

Looks like I need to buy a comic or something.....

Xia Ling still wanted to struggle for the last time, and said to Cao Yanyan:

"But aren't you a soul suppressor? Don't you want to be able to get a higher status in the spirit realm in the future? ”

"Status?" Cao Yanyu didn't even reply to his head, and the coldness in his tone could simply freeze people's souls.

"I'm a soul general, just because I want to be, and it has nothing to do with the spirit envoy."

"I won't even think about what happens after death, I just know that now, Rakshasa Street, I have the final say!"