An An's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and the fragments of the black whirlwind Li Kui's life, which girl could withstand it!

It's good to replace it with the life fragments of other handsome and dashing men, there are so many handsome men in her fantasy, but she pulled out a Li Kui.

And Li Kui has a fart relationship with that evil ghost in his dream!

Obviously, the goods claimed to be Cao Cao.

An An had 10,000 noisy sentences that wanted to vomit, and Tang Luo's personality when he first saw her completely collapsed.

While his heart was violently stirring, he also wanted to take out two axes to cut people, An An regretted a little, why did he take the door board at that time, and why did he take the cutting board later?

If you think about it carefully, isn't this Li Kui's combat painting style?

At that time, it should have been empty-handed - wait, if it is really related to the combat style, empty-handed, it will not become the "hand-tearing big worm" Wu Song's life, right?

An An felt the malice from the "gods and demons".

This game of gods and demons, the people who are played, are their hard-pressed players, gods and demons walking!

The black-faced Emperor Ou dragged his tired body back to the room to rest, saying that a good talk would make people feel relaxed?

What about the professional and enlightened monks who say that they have compassion in their hearts?

In less than five minutes, An An let out a slight snoring sound.

From the time I entered the mission world to now, it has only been a little more than 24 hours.

I entered last night, and now the time, the experience of the whole day, can be described as ups and downs.

The corpse of a half-headed monster, the strange voice of the corridor, the painting of Eko Kawakami, the betrayed true perverted butler and his team, and the evil ghost in the dream.

This day feels countless times longer than any other day in my life.

Relax completely, and the tiredness will come with the tide.

An An woke up in a daze, touched it casually, but what he touched was not the usual familiar mobile phone, and his eyes were distracted for a while before he gradually woke up.

Yes, this is not the real world she is familiar with, but the dangerous world of missions.

She is a god and demon who needs to live for thirty days and return after completing the mission.

After getting out of bed, washing, and changing into casual clothes that were easy to move, An An opened the door and was about to leave, when he ran back to the head of the bed and picked up the two cutting boards.

The moment I held it, it felt extremely familiar.

Li Kui's life seems to have played a role.

"Awake?"

When he came to the living room, Tang Luo was flipping through a book taken out of the study, and Li casually and Chu Chongtian were sitting on the other side, closing their eyes and recuperating.

The scene looks peaceful, provided that the bloodstains and messes in the living room are ignored.

"Hmm." Facing Tang Luo's polite words, An An nodded.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner first, then to my house, then to his house." Tang Luo threw it away.

"Eat?" An An was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you hungry?" Tang Luo asked.

"Hungry." How can you not be hungry, tossing for most of the night, now the time is 12 noon, and my stomach is already hungry.

"Of course you have to eat when you're hungry." Tang Luo said, "As the eldest lady, you should be very rich." ”

"I'll get it, wait a minute." An An ran back upstairs.

A few minutes later, the black luxury car slowly left the villa.

Li casually held the steering wheel and took on the role of driver - he and Tang Luo were the only ones of the four who could drive.

Although he is still in a weak state, there is no problem with driving a car.

"Uncle...... Won't you be able to do anything like this? Chu Chongtian, the co-pilot, was nervous.

On the steering wheel in front of Li casually, there was also a map, which was the latest version of Xiaocheng.

This mission world is no more technological than the real world, and the level of technology is many years backwards, although the luxury car has a navigation system, but it is quite complicated to operate.

At least for Li casually, it is easier to look at the map.

"No, it won't." Li casually didn't raise his head, and carried out dangerous driving that he couldn't learn, "Just drive a car." ”

Normal, smooth driving, basic operation.

Chu Chongtian's worries were obviously superfluous, and with his spare eyes, Li casually, who occasionally raised his head, drove the car safely to the vicinity of Tang Luo's rental house after everyone had a rather hearty breakfast together.

Why is it nearby, because everyone saw a police car parked there.

A police officer was standing outside the house, talking to Jun Nitta and a short rickety little old man.

If there is no mistake, the little old man should be the owner of the house, what is it called......

Tang Luo didn't know, and it was even more impossible for others to know.

"Got it?" Li casually frowned.

"Not necessarily, I'll go down and contact first." Tang Luo said, opened the car door and got out of the car, and walked to the four people who were standing and talking with a relaxed and happy expression.

The reason for not having contact with the authorities is to avoid extraneous complications.

If it is not done well and the two sides clash, the official armed forces will also become one of the existential threats.

This kind of thing must have happened many times during the mission.

Otherwise, how did the brutal hierarchical differentiation that chiseled through the modern battlefield into the fourth order come about?

But official power can also be a help.

In terms of this mission, from a certain interesting point of view, it is estimated that it is also a very interesting experience to see if the bombardment ghost can be realized.

For Tang Luo, in most cases, it is an attitude of not deliberately rejecting or deliberately approaching, and in a simple summary, it is still the word "fate".

"Did something happen?" Master Tang, who was very casual, leaned over and asked.

"Ah, Teacher Tang......" Jun Xintian, who was the first to see Tang Luo, was taken aback.

He shouldn't have asked for that, right?

"You ...... yesterday," said the little old man's landlord, "something happened to the school, right?" ”

The two police officers thought for a moment and asked, "Are you a teacher at Kanna High School?" ”

"Yes." Tang Luo said, "I took two students to visit their homes yesterday morning, but I didn't expect something to happen at the school, can you tell me what happened?" ”

"Something's wrong." The police officer said vaguely, "If this teacher is fine, he doesn't need to go to school for the time being." ”

"I know that." Tang Luo said, "What happened, I didn't see any big news?" ”

"We don't actually know, it's just that a lot of people are unconscious, as if it was caused by some kind of loud noise." The police officer explained simply, without asking Tang Luo at all, that the matter of Kanna High School should not be their scope of responsibility.

"Okay." "I thought they were coming to me to ask about the situation." ”

"We're just at the bottom." A police officer said, "How can you ask about such a big matter, if you have any information, go to the bureau and report it yourself." ”

"Well, I want to know, is the salary still paid during the break? Do you give a bottom line from above? Tang Luo asked.

"Uh-" The two officers froze, well, normal human nature.

It's just that they don't know about this kind of thing, but they have never heard similar news, and it is estimated that there is none.

"Sure enough, no, fortunately, I found a rich woman to take care of." Tang Luo's tone was a little proud, with a look of "I was prepared, otherwise I would have been cheated by you".

Kanna High School still has such a strange teacher?

The two officers thought it was no wonder that there were so many thugs at that school.

The upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked!

Just after the questioning, the two police officers left in a hurry, leaving Jun Nitta and the old man of the landlord.

"Ha~" yawned, and the old landlord shook away.

"Mrs. Nitta, what's going on?" Tang Luo looked at Jun Nitta with a sad look on his face.

"My husband ......," Jun Nitta said.

Jun Nitta's husband, Akira Shin Amada had an accident, a very strange accident.

Last night, Jun Nitta returned home to find that her husband's right hand had been shattered into countless small pieces—the kind of flesh and bones that had been completely dried.

The corpse lay quietly in the home, like a dried corpse that had been dead for countless years.

Only the clothes on his body prove his identity, and the way he died is extremely strange.

Then there is the usual alarm and investigation.

Just now, I asked for some information at the end, which means that the matter is over.

For Jun Nitta, the next few days are just waiting for news, or never waiting for news.

The two did not have children, and she at least did not have to explain to the children "where did Daddy go".

"The poor monk recites a mantra for him." After listening to the "story", Tang Luo put one hand on his chest, and the upper beam, which was not right just now, became a monk in an instant.

Peaceful, solemn and solemn.

"Before I became a teacher, I was a monk." Tang Luo explained slightly, "Now it's time to return to your own duties." ”

"Okay." Jun Nitta nodded.

Come to the "place where the crime occurred" and open the hidden door.

On the floor of the room, white humanoid stick figures have been removed, whether they are pieces or dried corpses.

Tang Luo finished reciting a mantra of the past life, which took five minutes, and he had a little calculation in his heart.

"I'm going to move." Jun Nitta said as he stood behind Tang Luo.

"Well, it really should be moved." Tang Luo said, turning around, the sad look on Nitta's face had disappeared.

"In terms of insurance money, there is actually a little bit." Nitta Jun ruffled the hair around his ear, approached Tang Luo and said, "Reluctantly, she can be regarded as a rich woman." ”

It's all suggestive.

“…… Sorry, but the poor monk is a monk. Tang Luo made an unequivocal refusal.

I think of a piece of news that I don't know if it's true or not: the number one search item on Sakurajima's search engine is "how to kill my husband to cheat insurance money".

What about Yamato Nadeshiko, who said yes? The world is so real.

"Feel free to come to me if you need it." Jun Nitta left a phone call with a note written on it.

Tang Luo watched her leave, walked to his door, and opened the door.

The roaring dog lying on the bed "meowed", ran to Tang Luo's feet, and rubbed his head happily.

Tang Luo picked up the Howling Dog and asked, "Was there anything unusual last night?" ”

The Howling Dog shook his head.

"Is the body still there?"

The Howling Dog nodded.

"Okay, I'll take you to dinner later." Tang Luo threw the Howling Dog on the bed, ran around merrily, opened the closet, and took out his "God and Demon Suit".

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm not a teacher anymore!

Your Master Xuanzang is back!

Hiding his glasses and changing into a chic white monk's robe, Tang Luo walked out of the room with the Howling Dog.