Folk Street can be called the most down-to-earth 'scenery' street in Z City, integrating sightseeing, shopping and tourism.

It's not that the street is beautiful, it's full of maple trees or ornamental plants like wisteria.

And the 'scenery' of this street lies in the fact that there is no trace of scenery, it all depends on the visual victory, 365 days a year, no matter any festival at home and abroad, this street passes.

From the beginning of the street to the end of the street, as long as the store is open and open, the calendar is stuck every day, and the street neighborhood committee is like an alarm clock, walking on crutches every morning, reminding everyone from the beginning of the street.

"Hey, today is April Fool's Day, and you can put an elm pimple at the door of every house."

"When someone asks, they say it's you, don't sell it!"

"Don't be cold with Auntie's jokes, Auntie, this is all for your good!"

"There are no elm pimples, you have to buy one when you buy it, and a neat street is good-looking!"

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"Hey, today's Arbor Day, no matter what store green is pulled out, the saplings are ready to be on! Shovels, pits ......"

"Alas, don't dig the floor tiles! Prepare not to plant! Keep it and sell it to tour groups! ”

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"Hey, hey! Today's Tanabata, pink, romantic, balloons! are all ready to go on, and there are large-scale follow-up activities with TV stations, positive and enthusiastic! ”

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"Huh...... Today's Midyear Festival, let's look at the arrangement, whose Ghost Festival is still shopping, and the aunt went home to burn paper in advance. ”

So in this festival that even Aunt Zha is afraid of, every family rationally chooses to close down early, after all, more than half of the antique shops on the whole street are opened, and no one has done one or two bad things.

There really must be the kind of person who buys fake antiques and has a small belly and chicken intestines to be angry to come to the door, which is just in time for the Midyear Festival, and it is scary enough to think about it.

Although it is only four o'clock in the afternoon, the entire folk street is open, and only the pet shops and hotels at the end of the street are open.

On the second floor of the hotel, the sound of music outside, the sound of shouting microphones out of tune, and the sound of crying for help mixed from time to time......

"Help! Help me! This is my home! My home! ”

Jiang Jiuya shouted for help in her mouth, but she was forced out of the second floor of the hotel by the ghosts invited by Gunault, slipped at the staircase, rolled all the way from the second floor to the first floor, and fell at Shi Shaohua's feet.

"Little Boss Jiang, what are you doing? Be careful, though. ”

Shi Shaohua was holding a bunch of couriers and preparing to enter the warehouse, and almost stepped on Jiuya's head, but fortunately he saw it, so he quickly avoided it, and didn't forget to tease Jiuya a few words.

"I'm very careful, it's your boss who is so full that he has to hold a thank-you party, and invited a bunch of friends to occupy my hotel and squeeze me out of the counter!"

Jiuya got up from the ground, patted the dirt on her body and complained.

"Huh? Isn't there just the boss upstairs? I'm entertaining myself there, and I'm just picking up takeaway from the street and bringing pizza and champagne. ”

Shi Shaohua looked at Jiuya with a puzzled expression, he was on duty alone today, and he was at the door all afternoon to pick up the courier, so he left halfway to get a takeaway, and he didn't see anyone coming in.

"Huh...... I expressed that there is a problem, it is that your boss's singing is too ugly, the sound wave is too strong, it scares me, you have nothing to do, don't go up, your boss is out of love again, borrowing wine upstairs to kill his sorrows, I went to the neighborhood to walk around and hide and clean. ”

Jiuya walked out of the hotel, and was wondering where to go, when she saw the three mole brothers walking from the corner of the street to the end of the street with three boxes.

"What did you three take?" Jiuya ran a few steps forward and spoke curiously, but she didn't notice that the [Bao Satisfaction Pet Shop] next to her cracked a crack in the door.

A pale and slender hand slowly reached out to Jiuya, grabbed Jiuya by the collar and dragged her into the pet store.

"Ah......" Jiuya screamed and disappeared into the street, everything returned to calm, and the three mole brothers entered the pet store one after another as if they had never seen Jiuya.

The sound of music on the second floor of the hotel still echoed through the street, and the few passers-by covered their ears and ran around one after another, and no one noticed what was happening at the end of the street.

"Shhh...... Jiang Jiuya! Are you a dog? Bite me when you bite me! "Pick up the pain and shake it desperately, away from Jiuya.

"I'm not a dog! If you don't cover my mouth, I'll bite you for no reason? Jiuya was unforgiving, took a few steps back, leaned against the wall and picked up billions.

"You scream as soon as you enter the door, I don't cover your mouth, who will scare them!" Shiyi sighed, stretched out his finger and pointed to the living creatures sitting in a circle with sad faces in the room.

The reason why it is described as a living creature is because there is a person sitting on the ground who has an animal, but this person is not a real person, and it is all an animal illusion.

The painter is drawing strange shapes on the ground, but all the animals sitting on the figures will transform into human shapes.

The little rat had already put down the box, lit the brazier, and arranged clothes to cover the bodies of the animals that had been transformed into humans.

Rat Xiaoer prepared a silver candlestick and placed it in the center of the circle surrounded by all living creatures, the dark red candle was lit, and a familiar fragrance made Jiuya frown.

"How can you have the soul rejuvenation incense of the Nan family?"

"Do you remember when I snatched your clothes? This candle is made from a mixture of your blood and rejuvenating incense, and there is some residue of laundry detergent. Shiyi explained.

"And what are you doing here?"

The more Jiuya pondered Shiyi's explanation, the more she felt that he was a pervert, and suddenly dragged himself in and held this strange ceremony, could this be to kill himself and sacrifice to the sky?

"What are you running to the door, I just want to ask you to borrow some blood and use it as ink for the painter, this is all a little pitiful, the resentment is too heavy, I can't hold it down, don't you see that I have become weak?"

"You can see that the two fires on your shoulders are as weak as the flames of a lighter."

Jiuya leaned her back against the door, leaving herself a chance to escape, and stretched out her hand to cover her eyes and look in the direction of Yang Shiyi.

"That's why I dragged you in to suppress their resentment."

"A group of animals, what is there to complain about, they don't even have a demon pill, and they don't look like demons."

"Shiyi didn't explain clearly, they used to be demons, for various reasons, there was no demon pill, and they were not big monsters, they could only continue to reincarnate in the beast road, the demon pill was a necessity for transforming people, they used to have it, and now they are bullied as ordinary beasts, and they are naturally resentful, and they need to be guided."

After finishing the last stroke, the painter stepped out of the circle, came over with an inkstone, and explained to Jiuya.

"I didn't understand, but you even brought the tools, are you determined to make me bleed?" Jiuya stretched out her arm and sent it to the painter.

"Thank you, we don't ask for it in vain, we will give the nutrition fee, the demon police team will reimburse it, and it will be a hundred yuan for one of them."

"Let's do it, for the sake of the righteous cause of the Demon Guardian Dao, I am happy even if I die of excessive blood loss, I have made a major contribution to the peace of the Three Realms!"

"You turn your face faster than a book, why wasn't your consciousness so high just now?" Shiyi looked at Jiuya with disdain and mocked her.

"Huh...... How gentle the painter is, his voice is better than yours, I would rather cooperate with him than with you! ”

Jiuya replied to pick up 100 million, and the painter took out a knife, made a small cut on Jiuya's hand, squeezed out a little blood, and dripped into the inkstone.

"But what can you do with my blood? Let them drink and scatter their souls and get out of reincarnation directly? Jiuya saw the painting master carefully taking blood, and asked curiously.