Everything happened too fast. When the patrolling policemen heard the movement and rushed to it, the green soul had already repaired all the ruins. Wandering Street is still so calm and tidy. It's just that there is not even a single dead leaf on the entire street, let alone the green belt.

"Huh? Why is there not a single flower in the green belt on this street? A new police officer from out of town asked strangely.

"You're new here, don't know. This street is called Wandering Soul Street, and as the name suggests, it is said that there will be wandering spirits, and no one dares to come to maintain the flowers and plants, and no one dares to walk from this street, so there are no green plants at all. ”

"And this kind of thing? Why do I feel a little chilly when you say that? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, in broad daylight."

"But I just saw thunder in this direction!"

"Thunder is a natural phenomenon, and it is not our control. It's okay to withdraw quickly, let's go! ”

"Hey, okay!"

The Wandering Soul Street was quiet again, and still no one dared to pass by, and the whole street was cold and lifeless.

But a month later, several new shops were opened on this street, and a large number of shops were opened next to the one that was "painted as a prison". What hot pot restaurants, breakfast shops, feng shui, pets, flowers, jewelry, messy bunches. The bosses are also very weird, their faces are stinky, and they don't look like they are doing business seriously. There is only one hot pot restaurant opened by the husband and wife, and the two of them are smiling every day, and they often hang out around several restaurants, which seems to be very lively.

When there is a shop on the street, there is fireworks. Over time, many rumors were self-defeating, and the bold citizens came a few times and found that there was no problem, and the streets gradually became lively, and the other empty storefronts were gradually filled. This part of the city center can finally operate normally, which solves a major problem of local municipal construction. However, it caused a lot of troubles to the owners who originally opened the shop on Wandering Soul Street.

"I'm annoyed, so many people come every day, and you don't let people rest?" The rich man who bought breakfast sat at the door of the feng shui shop, shaking the cigarette in his hand, with an impatient face.

"If you get dirty, sweep it yourself, don't always spoil my feng shui." Uncle Lu, who was looking at feng shui, half-pushed open the door and stretched out a head, complaining to Uncle Cai.

"Cut! You think I'm willing to sit with you?! It's not that my early shop door was full of oil, and my ass was slippery and greasy, disgusting! ”

Uncle Lu ignored Uncle Cai and closed the glass door of the store directly. At this time, the water uncle who sold flowers on the opposite side walked to the door to water the pothos at the door, and after watering half of it, he suddenly found that the kettle for watering the flowers was empty.

Uncle Shui sighed softly and said, "I'm careless, I have to run again." This brain! ”

The pet seller was a relatively young man, with a cold face and no words, but the animals liked him very much, and they were very excited when they saw him. There is also a girl who looks like a high school student in the store, and her smile is very cute, but the animals are very afraid of her, and when she touches her, she runs around and seems to be panicking.

When the girl heard Uncle Cai's complaint, she grinned silently, ran to Uncle Shui's shop, plucked a rose from a bucket full of roses, and shouted, "Uncle Shui, lend me a rose!" ”

There was a shout from Uncle Shui: "Ah! I'll take a water kung fu and you take my flowers again! Old kill! You don't care! ”

The man who was called "Old Killer" didn't take it seriously, let out a cold snort from his nose, and continued to feed the small animals in the cage. The girl ignored Uncle Shui's roar, ran back to the pet store with a snort, and glared at the man who was feeding the small animal with a cold snort, but it was not lethal, but looked delicate, as if she was coquettish.

In the first "Painting the Ground as a Prison" store, a handsome man sat in front of the cash register with his eyes closed, but his ears were moving slowly, as if he was listening to something.

In the hot pot restaurant next door, the prison painting sat on the booth with a resentful face, crossed his arms and looked at the green soul who was mopping the floor with an apron, and opened his mouth to ask, "When will you go back?" ”

Qing Soul stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I'll go back when I'm done." ”

"You are my slave! Why do you come here every day to work? ”

"I am and I am!" Qing Soul said perfunctorily, but his hand continued to drag the ground.

"If you do this again, I will send you to the bottom and hand you over to a Hades prince casually, and see what they do to you!"

"Yes, yes, I'm so scared!" The green soul said perfunctorily again.

He was about to have a seizure, but he heard a woman's soft voice behind him: "Okay, okay, don't be embarrassed."

He's it! I called him to help. Isn't this a new store opening that requires manpower? Mom is embarrassed to ask you for money to hire someone again, so she can help if she can! ”

The sound of "Mom" gave me goosebumps all over my body. But the prison painting still endured the unhappiness in his heart, glanced at the woman behind him, showed an expression of "we are not familiar", and stopped talking.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

At this time, Jian Yong walked out of the back kitchen, wiped his hands with a towel, and said with a smile: "Paint, if you are short of slaves, let Xue Yan go and catch two of them for you." There are a lot of imps who work hard, and we still lack this manpower? ”

The prison painting rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay, when Dad makes money, just return the money to open the store. Look at your stinginess! ”

"What money to open a store to pay me back? This is my shop! I'll count the turnover, don't give me sloppy! The prison painting immediately scolded the prison back.

"Hey, hey! Girl, let's be a family, what do you say about people? Stubbornly cheeky came over, and shouted at the housemaid: "Child, mother, quickly bring up the bottom of the pot and give our daughter a taste!" ”

"Okay!" In the presence of mediocrity, the otaku girl perfectly interpreted the image of a good wife and mother, with a meek and virtuous smile on her face. "Daughter, it's good that the green soul is in us, you and Xue Yan have just lived in the world of two, so you can give us a big grandson in the future!"

From the simple words of the otaku girl, the prison painting sensitively captures the word "in the future". Although she thinks that the old antique of the otaku girl should not be able to drive quietly early in the morning, it sounds like a proper old driver's quotation in combination with the context.

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop and said, "What kind of hot pot are you eating this morning?" Waste! Okay, you two do a good job for me, don't put anything strange in the hot pot, don't come to me if you lose! ”

As he spoke, he ran back to his shop as if he had escaped. Since the initiation of the Extinction Array, these five gods and one demon have destroyed each other's golden pills, and they have all become mortals. As the only daughter of the culprit, Prison Painting had to take on the livelihood of this crowd, and bought several nearby stores for these people to use for business. Anyway, there is no rent, profit or something, as long as there is a little bit of it, it is enough for these people to live. With the current net worth of the prison painting, there is really no need to worry about any rent with these people. But this green soul seems to have run away, and he ran to the hot pot restaurant where the otaku girl was located twice in three days, which shows that he has not forgotten the old master.

This makes the prison painting angry. I have been calculated by this old couple for so many years, and I have been ignoring it, and I finally looked at the wishes of the two, and I had to wipe their butts, and this time I abducted her only slave to do cleaning, which is really unusual.

But speaking of which, this is also his own parents. Although it is not very reliable, and there is no nurturing grace, but ......

It's cheap!

Although he despised this idea very much, he still couldn't help but pay a pension to his cheap parents. You must know that if you are stained with the word "cheap", it is impossible to let go of prison painting.

No way, who made her unlucky for thousands of years, poor and miserable!

When I went back to my shop, I painted my cheeks with a little rosy. Xue Yan opened his eyes and smiled slightly, and went to close the door without saying a word.

"Huh?" After the prison painting calmed down, he found that Xue Yan had locked the door of the store and tightened the curtains with his hands and feet.

"It's early in the morning, why is the store closed again? Something? ”

Xue Yan turned around and shook his head, still not saying a word, but reached out and hugged the prison painting.

"Well, something."

The face of the prison painting instantly turned a large red. She knew that Xue Yan's ear power was amazing, and he might have heard what the housemaid next door said just now. The otaku girl may think it's nothing when she says this, but Xue Yan understands it.

Busy breaking free from Xue Yan's arms, he shouted in his mouth: "What's the matter?" Say it well, the gentleman doesn't use his hands! ”

Xue Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his arms tightened, and he buckled the prison painting directly into his arms.

"Well, that's a good point, let's talk now."

With that, a pair of soft lips blocked the mouth of the prison painting, blocking the words that the prison painting was about to blurt out. The store was full of spring for a while. At the critical moment, there was a sudden knock at the door.

"Is anyone there? Help me open the door if I'm here! I'm in a hurry with my boss! The man outside the door shouted.

The prison painting slowly pushed Xue Yan away, his face was ruddy, and he said in a dumb voice: "It's time for business." It's a fat sheep. ”

Xue Yan's face was full of regret and helplessness

。 No way, who made his wife a petty wealth fan who is nostalgic for mortals! Looking at the prison painting that quickly jumped out of his arms to open the door to welcome customers, Xue Yan smiled dotingly, sat back at the cash register, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

When the door opened, it was a young man wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and sunglasses, and he burst in. took off his hat and mask, but he was a handsome little guy with a delicate face.

"Which real estate do you like again? I'm borrowing a loan shark here? The prison painting teased, not surprised by the appearance of this person.

"Phew! Who asked you to borrow from a loan shark? Your interest rate is also high! Borrow me again and you'll be a whistling dog! Yang Jian threw his sunglasses on the coffee table, moved his arm and said: "I'm going to the United States to catch up with the announcement, time is tight, borrow your Vientiane door." ”

Prison Draw smiled and pointed to the price on the wall.

Yang Jian followed her finger and looked at the wall, and an incredible look suddenly appeared on his face.

"You profiteer! The price has risen again! Yang Jian roared angrily, but in exchange for a shallow smile: "Big star Yang Jin, your time is not worth more than so much money." ”

Yang Jian scolded and took out his mobile phone to transfer the account, and walked to the back room with a smile and prepared the Vientiane Gate for him.

Sitting on the sofa, Yang Jian looked at the man sitting on the cashier with his eyes closed and ignoring him, and suddenly sneered.

"What? The heavenly realm is gone, and it is no longer under the control of the underworld, and now even the old people don't care? ”

Xue Yan opened his eyes, and a complicated look flashed in his phoenix eyes.

"I'm too lazy to take care of it."

Yang Jian didn't laugh angrily: "Okay, you Xue Yan, you deserve to be you." ”

Xue Yan didn't answer, but Yang Jian looked out the window and said to himself: "This street is really magical, something like that happened, it can still run thriving." ”

"This is the luck of the mortal world, and it should be like this."

Xue Yan's cold voice reminded Yang Jian. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with relief: "That's it, I forgot." This mortal luck is finally running. Over there, I'm afraid I'm going to be busy! ”

"That's nature." Xue Yan glanced at him and said, "If it weren't for that, would you still be so free?" ”

Yang Jian only felt a chill in his spine. Admittedly, he was the only Celestial Immortal to survive the Celestial Catastrophe. The underworld has been constrained by the Heavenly Realm for many years, and if the Realm has fallen today, I am afraid that he, the only survivor, will not be so friendly. Fortunately, the underworld has gained more business because of the fall of the Heavenly Realm, otherwise, his situation may be ......

Raising his head and looking at the sky that was no different from the past, Yang Jian sighed softly. He knew that in this quiet world, some things were quietly changing. Something disappeared, and something reappeared.

"It stands to reason that my hometown has been served in a pot, and I should feel sad."

Xue Yan raised his head unexpectedly, looked at Yang Jian with a blank expression, and asked in surprise, "What?" Are you still gloating? ”

"Look at what you're saying!" Yang Jian glanced at Xue Yan, fiddling with the plastic suffix of the curtain with his fingers, smacking his lips and saying, "I just think that there is always something wrong with this practice of heavenly immortals and gods depriving mortals of their luck." Although I am accustomed to hearing what they say, mortals are dull and hold on to the useless reasons of luck, but who doesn't know, this is just a cover for covering. To rob is to rob, say so much and have nothing, put on a noble hat for yourself, hehe! This is really boring. ”

"So you use nostalgia for the mortal world as an excuse to stay in the mortal world all day?"

was broken by Xue Yan, and Yang Jian touched his nose in a sneer.

"Lao Xue, it's hard to dismantle it!"

Xue Yan sneered and was silent.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the God of War couple would be able to plan for this for tens of thousands of years, and they also paid their own golden pills. It's really ......."

The word "noble", Yang Jian couldn't say it, and he always felt that something was weird. But he couldn't find any words to praise for a while, so he had to smile "hehe".

"But this approach is always extreme. Without the heavenly realm, everything has to rely on the underworld. ”

Xue Yan shook his head when he heard this.

Yang Jian looked at him in surprise.

"Not really. The world is the world of mortals themselves. Good or bad, with your own luck, even if there is no intervention from the underworld, you should be able to complete it. ”

Xue Yan's voice was cold, but with a smile. Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood the meaning of his words.

Looking at the street where cars came and went, Yang Jian still smiled after all. Yes, dust to dust, dust to dust, everything will be perfect.