Chapter 7 The Great Immortal Arrives

I looked at the towering building of the Evil Management Bureau in the distance: "Lu Jun, this bastard, won't be stupid enough to collude with aliens, right?" ”

Lu Jun is the deputy director of the Evil Control Bureau, and in just ten years, he has worked from a section member to a deputy bureau.

In fact, his identity is far more than that, he is the head of the twenty-four deacons of the Daomen Black Dragon Sect.

The Black Dragon Sect was founded in the early Ming Dynasty, 600 years of inheritance, only the three eastern provinces have 18 altars, Qingsong Temple, Dasheng Palace, Farewell Courtyard, Zixian Palace, Qiyun Temple, etc. are all famous mountains and grand temples of incense, and there are thousands of believers under the door, and the tentacles are all over the land of China.

The archdeacon has a high status in the Black Dragon Sect, second only to the head of the sect and the prison house.

But he didn't let go of the good archdeacon, and actually went to Dongning to be a deputy bureau, squatting for ten years, if he didn't have other plans, it would be strange!

Fortunately, the credit knife man has been rooted in Dongning for decades, and his foundation is deep, even if he hates it, he can't help it.

Today's three teachings were obviously instructed by him, but was it just a coincidence, or did he and the ghost join forces to set me up?

If he dares to collude with aliens, it will be a big taboo!

I seized his gun to lure him forward, and there were things that should be put on the surface.

These trainers are rampant, but not only rely on firearms, the reason why they dare to come to my door with two broken guns is that I dare not resist, but now that I have seized their guns, it should be a more advanced person.

According to my estimate, even if Lu Jun doesn't show up, he will send another capable person to pass the word.

But until it was dark, I didn't see a single trainer.

I can't guess what he thinks, and I don't have time to guess, it's a different world at night, and even if I'm in the store, I have to be prepared, if I let the ghosts and demons take advantage of the loophole and touch the courtyard, then I will regret it.

Just as I was about to close, I heard the sound of brakes outside the store.

I thought Lu Jun was coming, but I turned my head to look, but I saw a fiery Chevrolet Cruze parked on the side of the road outside the window.

A beautiful woman wearing a down jacket with a waist-length jacket and over-the-knee boots got out of the car, looking at the signboard of my small shop.

Her thin white outfit is coquettish and wavey, attracting the attention of pedestrians.

I can't help but be stunned, where did the little wave come from, dressed like this in the big winter, and treat the Northeast as Hainan?

"Excuse me, is this Master Yang Zhen's shop?"

I'm slandering, the beauty has pushed the door and walked in, as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was really exciting, every word was knocked on the stave, the soft soft, the crispy crisp, it was the Mandarin of the word is round, unlike the local girls, who opened their mouths and smelled of big ballast.

"It's unfortunate that you're here, my master has passed away."

Named and asked for my master, eighty percent of them were business-to-door, but now is an extraordinary period, and I don't have time to take it.

This person obviously heard my words clearly, but he smiled, twisted his waist and sat down on the sofa. Then he slowly put the bag on the table, didn't speak, tilted his head slightly, looked at me and smiled.

I also looked at her with my arms crossed, with big crescent-like eyes, long eyelashes, a pink cherry lips under a straight and delicate little nose, the corners of the lips were slightly upturned, with a sweet and fresh charm, and the delicate facial features were matched with a melon seed face shaped like a Barbie doll, lined with the fluffy long hair on the neckline, which was even more pink, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was stunning.

Seeing that she didn't speak, I kind of understood, this is waiting for me to take the initiative to talk to her?

Well, as you wish.

"Little goblin, hurry up and get the calf, take advantage of Lao Tzu's lack of time to pick you up, hurry up!"

I guess my way of stubble is more special, and she really can't laugh anymore.

"How dare you speak to me like that!"

"This is polite, Lao Tzu didn't throw you out, it's for the sake of your eight ancestors!"

After saying that, I couldn't help but muttered again: "The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, and he didn't have a good heart!" ”

When she heard this, her face changed drastically, and she corrected me angrily: "I'm a ferret, not a weasel!" ”

"Isn't it all a virtue?"

I winked at Poplar, who greeted her knowingly, and I turned and walked to the back of the shop.

Her protest came from behind her: "How can you do this to me, you rude men, you will regret it......"

I rolled my eyes, I'd have regretted it if I had taken your job, you goblins, you're notoriously difficult!

"Don't, don't, you're hurting someone! People are here to report the news, and I'm from the three forks......"

I stopped and turned around and waved my hand at the poplar, who stopped.

I then asked her, "Where are you from?" ”

She stomped her feet angrily, glared at the poplar tree fiercely, and said angrily: "I want you to care, this girl is the Nine Heavens Xuannu who descended to the earth!" ”

I didn't say a word, just turned around and left.

Poplar is not so polite this time, he will kick when he raises his foot!

This little goblin is worthy of being a ferret, and he actually twisted his waist and flashed, but even so, he was so frightened that he screamed.

"You ......"

Poplar kicks again!

"Good brother, don't go, sister, I'm from the three forks."

I watched her twist left and right in embarrassment, and saw that she couldn't hide, so I spoke: "Who are you?" Find out what is the matter with my master. ”

"My name is Chu Xue'er." She pinched her small waist, and she was panting rapidly, I don't know if she was running or angry, and her little face was red.

"Miss Chu, please take a seat."

"You're Miss, your whole family is Miss!" Chu Xue'er sat on the sofa with her buttocks, and she had long lost her dignity just now.

I sat down, ready to ask.

What made me change my mind was actually three words: "Three forks." ”

These three words are not only for me; It is very important for the credit knife person, and even for the whole of Dongning.

Speaking of the cause and effect, there are many things involved, to put it simply, the reason why Sanchakou Town can pull the tight string in my heart is because of a building complex left over seventy years ago, the Japanese Dongning Fortress.

I didn't have time to dwell on her, so I sat down and went straight to the point.

Chu Xue'er didn't dare to hold it anymore, and said the matter breathlessly.

She is a demon, but she has long integrated into human society, currently working as a docent in the Dongning Fortress Group Ruins Museum, living in Nanshan Village, which is closest to the museum, usually the work is not leisurely, but it is also easy, there are tourists when leading the team to explain, no tourists will be idle.

After the beginning of winter, she has the most leisure time, but recently she has suddenly become busy, receiving two or three waves of tourists every day.

These tourists are very strange, they only listen to the explanation the whole time, never talk, let alone ask questions.

Even if there is a need to communicate, only the leader speaks, and the others don't say a word as if they have practiced a closed mouth meditation.

She has been a docent for more than two years and has never seen such a tourist.

The day before yesterday, she couldn't help but be curious, so she relied on the fact that she was a demon clan and used a means to listen to the movements of these people after they left the museum.

However, what she didn't expect was that the method she thought was hidden was actually broken by someone's fingers, and even came back, which made her tinnitus for about ten minutes and a headache for a whole day and night.

I couldn't help but interrupt her when I heard this.

"Your demon clan is born with a keen sense of spirit, even if these people don't speak, you can always feel their breath, right?"

When she heard my praise, she immediately became proud: "Of course, our spiritual sense is innate, a hundred times stronger than that of humans!" ”

But when she found that I was staring at her, it was like a deflated ball, and the whole person softened, pouted, and said aggrievedly: "But I just can't feel their breath, what can I do!" ”

"Everyone, no breath?"

She nodded seriously: "Mmmm! ”

I couldn't help but be shocked that everything in the world has its own unique atmosphere, even mountains, rivers, wood and stones.

If it's just one or two people, it's normal for her to not feel the breath, the strong person retracts the breath, and the weak person wants to feel it. But if a group of people have no breath, it will be a little scary, could it be a group of strong people at the same time?

The most important thing is that if we can't feel the breath, we can't use the Xuanmen means on them, which is too terrible for us.

"You didn't stalk them?"

When she heard this, she pouted and said nothing, with a look of grievance, but I felt pity.

How do I know the girl's thoughts, and I don't know whether I am alive or dead.

"What? Have you tried? Frustrated again? ”

It's okay if I don't ask, but when I asked, she actually wanted to cry, and her big eyes were misty.

I quickly got up and poured her a cup of hot tea and handed it over: "You are a big demon who transforms, what are you crying about, you have something to say!" ”

"I, woo, my ......"

As she spoke, two lines of tears swept through her eyes, slid down her pink and white cheeks, and she couldn't cry in a blink of an eye.

I was at a loss, and I wouldn't coax a girl, not to mention that she was still a demon girl.

In desperation, I had to pull out a tissue and hand it over, and bluntly persuaded her: "Don't cry, okay?" ”

People were crying, and when their little arms limped, they knocked my hands away.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: "I'll it, what is the origin of this group of people, they actually bullied and cried a big demon who has changed shape!"