David was drinking a bowl of hot water crab porridge.

The porridge shop is downstairs from his house, open 24 hours a day, and he comes here to drink a bowl every night before he comes home from work.

The porridge of this house is cooked glutinously, the crabs are also very fresh, the particles of crab roe are scattered in the porridge, and the crab oil is mixed with the fragrance of rice, and it is already fragrant when you smell it. After being cooked in excellent heat, the flavor of the crab meat has been integrated into each bite of the porridge, supplemented by shredded ginger and chopped green onions, and the fresh and sweet taste makes him want to lick the bowl clean every time.

To make a living as a stacker, he either greets customers or rushes to collect money every day, and only this moment of drinking porridge late at night can make him feel relaxed and leisurely.

But today David had a bitter face, and although he was still drinking porridge routinely, he didn't taste it at all.

Because there was a black cat on the other side of the table who was licking milk and watching him.

This black cat made him feel very uncomfortable every time, especially during the time when he was forced to live with this black cat in order to track down the hiding place of the little ghost a while ago, he always felt that the black cat was staring at the tattoo on the back of his neck intentionally or unintentionally, and it seemed to be very greedy.

The conscience of heaven and earth, the tattoo is the totem of the witchcraft sect to which he belongs - the legend of a six-legged and eight-eyed monster similar to a spider, he can barely summon it with secret methods, but then he must sacrifice a living person for him to devour.

It's so cruel and so good!

Xiaoxiao saw that the small dish in front of the black cat was empty, and took the pure milk and added a little more, so she said to David slowly: "I believe you have already seen the video, the old knife is over, and the aftermath will be handed over to you." ”

After determining that the target was Lao Dao, Xiaoxiao reached an agreement with David. She and Qi Zihuan were responsible for completing the task, and after getting the old knife, they would inform David as soon as possible, so that he could accept the old knife's remaining guests before others. David is tasked with dealing with the aftermath of a possible murder.

David complained, "Well, it's so bloody and troublesome. ”

"It's all the little ghosts he raised, and it has nothing to do with us. Besides, you've made a lot of money this time. ”

"Hehe, I've been sending people to have private contact with Lao Dao's customers in the past few days, and this time I'm sure that Lao Dao is dead, and then put it on the bright side to receive it, it's not a bad rule." David was in a better mood at the thought of the harvest, and said with a smile, "And I heard that the old knife scavenged the piglets before very cleanly, and he got a lot of good things, including a complete set of Qing Dynasty armor, which is very valuable. ”

"Well, I heard that there is some cash, and it is yours to find it." Laughing and teasing the black cat, he said with a lack of interest, "There is one more thing to ask, I have not recommended certified members, have you watched this video enough?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with passing the certification, but your friend is a little weak, I'm afraid that most of the tasks can't be undertaken independently. By the way, why didn't he come back with you? David had always wondered how Miss Black Cat, who was rumored to be very powerful on the forum, could attach so much importance to a rookie like Qi Zihuan.

"What I just said was that the old knife is over, but I didn't say that the task has been completed."

"You mean, there's someone behind it?"

"Yes, a very beautiful woman."

"He can solve it alone?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll die under the peony flower. But I believe that a veteran otaku like him should have no problem dealing with a witch or a banshee or something. ”

"What do you mean?"

David also felt that he couldn't keep up with the girl's thinking, what does this have to do with otaku or not?

Smile's eyes began to bend again.

"Don't they all say that if you sharpen a sword in ten years, it will be amazing when it comes out of the sheath."

……

Qi Zihuan is visiting cultural relics.

Lin Xue'er was changing clothes next door at this time, and he came out to walk around in order to avoid suspicion.

This room was supposed to be an old knife used to store trophies, and there were rows of shelves with some calligraphy and painting porcelain, and in the middle was a pair of yellow armor.

The armor is made of thick cotton cloth with many rivet-like brass buckles, shoulder pads on the shoulders, armpit guards under the shoulder pads, and a dense embedded blade of iron armor can be seen inside the armor, and a helmet with a cherry spear and combat boots are placed next to it.

Compared with the braided scenes that Qi Zihuan occasionally watched, he could probably guess that this was the armor style of the Qing Dynasty, and most of it was true, because the armor was not only heavy, but when he covered his hands on it, he could even vaguely feel some kind of unyielding fighting intent.

"Do you think that's going to work? Those pants were so fat that I couldn't wear them at all. Lin Xue'er's voice suddenly appeared behind her.

He turned around and saw that Lin Xue'er was wearing a white T-shirt with an old knife, which didn't fit. The neckline is loose on one shoulder, revealing a graceful curved collarbone, and the hem hangs down to more than ten centimeters above the knee. Still unshoeed, his ankles were slender and feminine, and his ten snow-white toe beads were painted red.

"Hey, what's the matter? I ask you if it's okay to wear it like this? Seeing that Qi Zihuan didn't answer, Lin Xue'er raised her hand and shook it in front of him, and continued to ask.

This raise of the hand, but it just leaked a glimmer of magnificent scenery from the short cuffs.

Qi Zihuan only felt that there was a heat rising from under his abdomen, gradually spreading to his whole body, crispy and numb, making his throat interfere and his tongue to speak.

Looking at her face again, the moth eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the red lips and white teeth, plus the trace of redness spreading from her cheeks and neck, she felt even more delicate and lovely.

"Don't look at me like that, okay, I'm scared." Lin Xue'er's voice trembled lightly, soft and weak.

Qi Zihuan still didn't speak, his eyes looked at her directly, and he suddenly took a big step forward.

Lin Xue'er was like a frightened rabbit, and she was about to turn around and run away subconsciously, but after biting her lip and struggling for a while, she didn't move after all.

I saw her bow her head and whisper in an almost inaudible voice, "Don't be here...... Would you like to go to my house? ”

Qi Zihuan had already come closer, and she seemed to be able to smell him.

"What are you waiting for?" Qi Zihuan finally spoke.

"Waiting for you to ......" Lin Xue'er also had a hint of charm in her voice.

"I'm asking, what are you waiting for?" Qi Zihuan repeated the same question.

Lin Xue'er finally noticed something strange and raised her head to look at the other party.

Qi Zihuan already has clear eyes and a solemn face, and he doesn't have the appearance of giving soul to him just now.

"I don't understand......" Lin Xue'er's beautiful eyes were misty, and she looked very aggrieved and resentful.

"Don't understand?" Qi Zihuan was not moved by the woman's pitiful appearance, and his voice was still cold.

"I really don't understand what you're talking about, shall we go home?" Lin Xue'er was still pleading.

Qi Zihuan smiled and said, "Hehehe, then I'll ask you." What the hell is this thing riding on my neck? ”

In the mirror on the wall, a ghost boy with his eyes stitched is sitting behind his neck, covering his eyes mischievously.