"Who are you talking about Lao Huan and Uncle Zhang?"

Si Mo lifted the plate on the bowl, picked a chopstick noodle from the bowl, and solved it on the spot in the kitchen without entering the house. Although he asked a question in the process, his eyes did not look for the source of the sound at all, but stared directly at his face.

"Huh? Am I looking for the wrong one? That's not right! This smell is the same as what Uncle Ling gave me yesterday. ”

The voice seemed to be very surprised that Si Mo didn't remember Lao Huan and Uncle Ling, and it carefully compared something, Si Mo guessed that it was something that the two guys collected from him yesterday.

"Hey...... You really don't remember? The same two ...... who greeted you yesterday."

When it came to two things, the voice seemed to be in trouble, it was really difficult to define their current identity, saying that they were superpowers? They are not outliers among the human beings of the flesh table. But if they were to say that they were goblins, they wouldn't be able to save their own lives......

"Oh, those two goblins from yesterday. If I'm not mistaken, they should be the moon and the breech, right? Do you call him Uncle Martial? It looks like it's still an old eel. (Note 1)

Si Mo was eating instant noodles while talking, and it was inevitable that some words were not too clear. However, it was enough to surprise the trembling goblin.

Hearing a "bang", Si Mo turned his head and saw that the stainless steel tea bowl that had been placed next to the dishwasher at some unknown moment had fallen down, revealing a ghostly bird lying on the board behind it (Note 2).

At this time, seeing Si Mo turn his head, the ghost bird obviously shrank a little, but quickly straightened up his small chest, and a face that always seemed to be smiling squeezed out an expression that Si Mo couldn't understand at all.

"How do you know about Uncle Yan and Lao Huan......"

"Oh, I've read a book before. Did you come to me for something? ”

When Yu Feng was surprised, Si Mo had almost finished eating the noodles in the bowl. She approached the sink and put the bowl directly into the sink, which made her shrink in fright, but when she saw that she didn't make any other movements before and after, she became bold again.

I said...... I'm here to do business with you, can you believe it? ”

"Doing business? With you goblins who live in the city? I can't think of anything I can do to help you. ”

Even if the arrival of this little ghost bird today was unexpected by Si Mo, but last night she thought all night about how to use the special nature of her identity to make money.

The realm spirit of this realm obviously hates the demon clan, but she has to open the back door for her, so she can use her human identity to do something, so that if the demon clan and the human race are mutually beneficial, the realm spirit should not say anything.

"We hope that you will be able to open a company in your name. Specifically in charge of our lives. ”

The ghost whispered his mouth, as if he was afraid that Simo would refuse. Seeing that she continued to wash the dishes unmoved, she said again:

"As you saw yesterday, our existence can't hide from these humans, and although we have the name of 'Stranger' now, it's okay! Even if one day there is a Taoist priest or something in this world, and we will be embarrassed......"

"I don't understand, what the hell am I going to do for you? Don't mention starting a company, I'm only sixteen years old, and you big demons and little demons haven't been entrenched in this city for a day or two, how could you think of asking me for help from an ordinary person? ”

"It's different, you can get the favor of Heavenly Dao, we can't.

For so many years, you are the only human being we have seen who can say those two words without being punished by heaven, can you ...... Recite to us the exercises that our ancestors wore down to us?

We have several races whose ethnic heritage is to be passed on by word ......"