Villas in the countryside.

Steward Lin scolded and pushed open the door and walked in, he was so seriously injured that he didn't get a good time, and he was already on fire in his heart, and the insatiable old man wanted more.

In the end, he couldn't resist Old Man Chen's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and used the newly collected seven-point high-grade spirit to transfer the feng shui fortune to coax the greedy old guy.

If you do too much of this kind of bad luck to take away people's luck, you will be punished by God, Steward Lin is naturally not stupid, and when the time is ripe, he will come to a trick to get rid of the golden cicada, so that the old guy and his uneducated juniors will pay off such debts for themselves.

If it weren't for the many benefits promised by Old Man Chen, he wouldn't have done such a thing that could easily compromise Taoism.

Looking at the luxurious interior of the villa, Steward Lin had a smile on his pale face, he used to set up a stall on the street with his master and was driven away everywhere, and scolded them for swaggering and cheating.

Don't you don't believe in fortune? Then taste the taste of being abandoned by the number of luck, and it is not difficult to accumulate some miscellaneous fish and cannon fodder, and use the fortune of these people to collect money for themselves, which is called smooth progress and smooth sailing.

Just hurt by the nosy black cat demon, Steward Lin is still a little lame when walking, I don't know if the maid opened the window in the villa, Steward Lin feels that the room is a little cold today.

Steward Lin looked around and didn't notice anything unusual, but he still unconsciously quickened his pace.

He had to hurry to that room to recuperate some strength, lest he be entangled by some unclean monster again.

The room was decorated with peachwood swords and rune paper to ward off evil spirits, and the yang energy was very full, and ordinary monsters and ghosts could not get close.

Closing the door, Steward Lin breathed a sigh of relief, it may be that he has done too many bad things recently, and only by staying in this room can he feel a little more at ease.

As soon as he turned around, Steward Lin was dazzled by the scene in front of him, he stood in place in a daze, subconsciously reminding him that he should stay awake, but his eyes couldn't bear to leave the beautiful young man in front of him.

The silvery-white, moonlit young man was half-leaning on the windowsill, his eyes slightly lowered, and even his long, curly eyelashes were dyed a faint layer of white.

The silver hair spread slightly along the cool breeze of the night, and the young man's side face was delicate like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, noble and holy.

When the demon girl heard the sound, she lazily turned her head to look at the old man, "You're here." ”

The corners of the young man's mouth were still smiling when he said this, and his pale copper-colored eyes were even more lazily bent up. Funny in general.

In the moment when the old man was stunned, the demon girl came down from the windowsill with her robe, and when the clothes flew up, Steward Lin saw two slender white legs under the white silk robe.

The demon girl just smiled and stood barefoot against the window.

The old man's mouth was dry, and he felt that the silk dress was really good, and the goblin could faintly see the well-proportioned and beautiful thighs inside.

It's really a good skin.

Steward Lin couldn't help but sigh, "It turns out that this is your true appearance." ”

It is even more amazing than what I saw yesterday, and it should have stimulated the spiritual intelligence, which showed the original demonic appearance.

"Dao Chief," the demon girl casually pulled away her slightly longer silver hair, and the loose silk clothes flowed down a little, and the extremely beautiful collarbone and shoulder line spread out like a cup of poisonous wine, "Are you satisfied?" ”

Soft as boneless.

It is said that cats are liquids, and the spirit of high-grade Persian cats is rare in the world, and now it is not true.

Steward Lin was about to get the talisman paper, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, the demon girl's eyes were pale, and she said innocently, "What is the Daoist going to do?" ”

Steward Lin's face froze, the average cat demon is most afraid of things like rune paper, this Persian cat demon not only appeared in the land of righteousness, but also had the power to confront him head-on.

"I guess," the demon girl smiled sarcastically, "the Taoist must be wondering, how can I still move?" ”

Seeing that the old man's face instantly turned pale, the demon girl increased the strength of her hand in a good mood, and pinched off the old man's hand bones vigorously, "I'm not a demon." ”

Steward Lin screamed in pain, but he refused to suffer, "You, what the hell are you?" ”

"Kill you," the demon girl's eyes suddenly became fierce, admiring the frightened expression on the old man's face, and her thin lips opened lightly, "I'm a demon." ”

-

Zhou Xuan was still unconscious.

The demon girl put the focus of her life on him, no longer caring about the details of work, and no longer being an agent and an assistant.

The development of the people under him is not bad, Yan Di can be independent, Gao Chen has also become the best supporting actor, and the contract with Xingtu is about to expire, and it is almost time for him to let go as an agent.

After all, this was not what he was supposed to do.

The demon girl took a towel and carefully wiped the seal of Zhou Xuan's palm, and the mark had faded a lot, leaving only complicated light pink traces.

The demon girl often reached out and stroked the trace, and after the spirit recovered, he naturally understood the meaning of this mark, but he couldn't help but feel unwilling.

Why is it sweet.

An inconsequential human race is worthy of him to use the forbidden art of the civet clan to inject the dying spirit into the cat's body, just to save her life in this life.

No wonder I felt so familiar when I saw Tian Tian, it turned out that she was the seal you made, and she was the person you had to protect when you broke and cultivated.

The demon girl bit her lower lip stubbornly, and finally covered his forehead with her plain white and soft hands.

Zhou Xuan, I want to know.

The civet cat locks the spirit, but the Persian cat family has the ability to spy on the past, including the secrets buried deep in the heart and the private affairs that are ashamed to tell, any thing that has been seen or heard, even if it is a flash of thought, there are traces to follow.

Zhou Xuan's past is very messy, probably because he feeds on evil spirits all year round, and there is still a layer of black gas wrapped around the memory fragments, looking like he is living from obstacles.

The demon girl frowned, continued to explore deeper, and sure enough, she felt a difference. Unlike the smoky miasma in the front, the memory in the back is a mild and soft tone.

I want to know, but I don't want to know.

The demon girl sighed, finally going to do the things she hated.

-

(The following is the God's perspective of the demon girl spying on Zhou Xuan's secret)

"Fuck off! Damn black pussy! A woman scolded viciously, and threw a broken flip-flop over her hand.

The black cat didn't budge, tilting its head to see the slipper roll a few times, kicking up some fine dust in the air.

The black cat turned its head to look at the woman steadily, her blue-green eyes as deep as a lake, and her vertical pupils were sharp and full of coldness.

It was a pure black black cat, with a well-proportioned body and shiny coat, it looked beautiful and noble, and when it was motionless, it looked like a wizard in the Western Middle Ages in ancient paintings, sacred and undesecrated.

The woman was a little frightened by it, and ran back after scolding, her panicked posture as if she was afraid of being entangled by something terrible.

The black cat looked at the figure of the woman fleeing in the desert and walked back with disdain. The black cat walks with a very elegant posture, not hurried, not arrogant or impatient.

Street corner.

The black cat saw the girl squatting on the ground and took out bread and small dried fish from the bag and distributed them to the stray cats nearby.

Several stray cats with messy coats huddled together to grab food, and the posture looked like they hadn't eaten for a few days.

The black cat moved its beard and just stood aside and watched.

The girl's long chestnut hair was very warm in the sun, and a cool breeze blew her hair, revealing her gentle and beautiful side face.

As if sensing the black cat's gaze, the girl turned her head to look here, and when she looked up, the sunlight fell on the black cat's eyes.

The black cat was a little distracted, but the girl walked towards it step by step. By the time the black cat reacted, it had been lifted into the air by the girl.

The girl carefully held the black cat's two paws, then picked it up at once, and looked at it carefully with a pair of large, clear eyes.

The black cat was stared at by her like this, and moved its whiskers a little uncomfortably.

A person and a cat looked at each other in an extremely strange posture, and when they got so close, the black cat moved its nose, as if it smelled something good.

"Why don't you come and eat?" The girl asked it, with some complaint in her tone, "I have one for you every day." ”

After the girl finished speaking, she put down the black cat, reached out and touched its head, and the black cat immediately closed its eyes comfortably.

Probably realizing that he had done such a shameful thing, the black cat opened his eyes in chagrin.

The black cat saw the girl take out a can of fish from the bag, and pulled the can open again and put it in front of it, "That's all there is to it." ”

Canned fish?

The black cat leaned over and sniffed very hard, and a strong mixture of preservatives and spices came to his face, and the black cat immediately turned away uncomfortably.

Seeing the black cat proudly turn her head, the girl smiled and left with her bag on her back.

The black cat watched the girl walk away slowly, looked down at the canned fish in front of her, hesitated slightly, and still picked up the can and walked into the darkness.

"It's unpalatable." The cat-eared boy looked at the fish he had bitten in his hand with disgust.

For the next few days, the black cat would stay on that road and wait for the girl to come. As a tsundere black cat, it will never be like those undisciplined cats who can sell cute and roll over bread.

Every time she came, the black cat just stared at her with a pair of blue-green eyes.

The days went on like this, until one day when the girl came, the black cat saw death in her.

The black cat tensed up, and it bit the girl's trouser leg to prevent her from leaving.

Thinking that it was not full, the girl touched its head apologetically and told it that she would bring it more cans next time. Probably used to being touched, the black cat once again closed its eyes against its will.

By the time it reacted, the girl had already walked some distance. As if suddenly realizing something, the black cat ran desperately towards the girl.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The girl was swept into the truck that suddenly went out of control, and her body rolled over a few times, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground. The truck crashed into the fence on the side of the road, the front of the truck was badly deformed, and white smoke was emitting from the body.