In the past few days, I am still blurred during the day, and at night, I have diligently practiced the method of warding off evil spirits, strengthening the true qi of warding off evil spirits little by little, trying to pierce the last layer of window paper of the seven-star aggregate to achieve a state of freedom and perfection, but unfortunately, it has been only a little bit short and has never been successful. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The manufacture of the four-grade evil talisman is also quite unsmooth, either the talisman skin bursts into ashes, or the talisman pen is broken, or it is simply impossible to perfectly seal the true qi and star power in the talisman skin, and even, the talisman skin will be inexplicably split into charcoal by a lightning bolt, which makes people feel inexplicable.

All anomalous-level incidents have been transferred to nearly 100 subordinate evil ward-off teams to deal with, and there have been no dangerous or crisis-level incidents that deserve attention recently, let alone disaster-level, all four-star operators are rare, and all deputy captains need to deal with them together.

Even if I am very enthusiastic about the subsidy of 500 yuan each time, but it is really lifeless, the four provinces of North China, Tianjing, at least thousands of abnormal events every day, do not exhaust me to death! Simply, it ended up quietly, staring at the high-level supernatural events with rich bonuses.

After all, last time, after enthusiastically going out for a day of tasks and dealing with a few anomalous-level incidents, a large number of abnormal events were not dealt with in a timely manner.

In the end, I ended up with a poor command and a deduction of all subsidies, which gave me a big warning!

Hard, there is no benefit to Mao, and he still ends up with nothing, so let his subordinates earn the 500 yuan!

It seems that everything is beginning to calm down. Even in the casual chat with the thin monkey, I could see confusion and puzzlement from his expression.

Huang Dafa, since the last separation, is like a stone sinking into the sea, it is said that he is supporting the Vajra Protector to quit killing, and he has already gone to Qianfo Mountain. And Mo Xing, but there is contact from time to time, from time to time to ask me for the skills of catching ghosts, since the cultivation of the evil heart method, spraying blood more than once, almost dying, this bad pharmacist, completely rested the mind of cultivating the "Evil Spectrum", and began to turn back to his old profession, the research and manufacture of various medicines. At Tenkyo University, the laboratory is huddled and busy.

Needless to say, the skinny monkey sits in a mysterious and luxurious location, and even my Cadilon can't locate the specific place, and lives a happy and sore life every day, which makes my eyes hot.

And the Vajra Protector who was busy performing his mission to quit killing, as well as the mysterious unknown celestial algorithm, still haven't seen it. It's okay for the celestial algorithm, after all, people are at the same level as me, and I can understand that they ignore me. And this Killing Protector, as a four-star vice-captain, didn't even report to me, a four-and-a-half-star executive deputy captain, routinely, which made me very unhappy, is it really that busy?

At the top of this Wanbao squad, I have never been able to contact the killer walker, I am in a bad mood, I failed to draw talismans, and I can't do it if I want to reprimand and reprimand; And the celestial algorithm is simply shrouded in fog, let alone seeing, even the contact information has become something more confidential than the location of the thin monkey.

After the routine exercises, the four-grade evil talisman was still not manufactured, looking at the flying ash on the ground, as well as the scorched marks on my arms, I sat on the chair in a daze, thinking, what to do next. Can't just keep waiting, right?

It's been almost half a month since I joined the company, and I haven't earned a dime in bonuses, so I worked hard to earn some subsidies, and I have deducted those rabbits from the Wanbao Supervisory Committee. Recently, I've been thinking about another thing that requires a lot of money.

"In order to motivate the work enthusiasm of all staff above 3 stars, all personal needs, except for the public account reimbursement items, are all purchased by themselves!" The thin monkey said a word, which completely cut off the thought I needed to rely on the Wanbao team to solve it. Start using your brains, figure out how to make some money.

"The 20 tens of thousands of accounts are far from enough!" I sat down in my chair, slowly rocking back and forth, muttering to myself.

"Huddle, what do you want to buy? Buying a house? Buying a car? Buying a plane? My salary has arrived, and I can support you! Old Honghua, also sitting in a chair with a cup of tea, enjoyed this life.

The thousands of operatives of those evil warding off squads commanded during the day are jumping up and down, and at night, there is a rich nightlife.

Eat and drink enough every day, have time to box, have no time to watch TV, by the way, and Ruolan, chat a few words, go out in the middle of the night, fool around, and sometimes don't come back at dawn. Life is very "regular".

The thought of that thing made me sit up straight with some excitement. This was a truly unexpected discovery.

I whispered, "Chuang Er, do you know what an extraterrestrial treasure is? "My voice even trembled a little because of some excitement.

Old Honghua also came to his senses, sat up straight, and said, "Treasures? Tell me, what's going on!? ”

As a result, the full-time nanny handed over a cup of fragrant hot tea, I leaned back, and smiled at Ruolan first, and Ruolan also bared her teeth, full of yellow teeth, revealing an exaggerated big hole, I quickly shivered, squinted to the sky, made a contemplative shape, and drank a sip of tea.

Although, for Ruolan, an ugly and invincible girl, I accept her very much from the bottom of my heart, and I recognize her diligence, hard work, sensible, and very clever, but I still can't bear to look directly at her face at the scene of the car accident. People are so hypocritical. Why don't you look at your face, just look at your heart, it's funny. It's so ugly that it makes you vomit, and it makes you smack at her big teeth every day, with potholes all over her face, and countless black moles, see how great you are?

sighed secretly in my heart, only seventeen years old, the same age as flowers, I had a serious illness, that's it, it's really sympathetic.

I calmed down and said slowly, "Lao Huang next door, you know, right?" ”

Ruolan sat down on the chair next to her, also listening patiently.

"You know? Isn't he a weird old man who does archaeology? When did you hook up? Old Honghua asked puzzled.

As we spent more time here, we also started to get in touch with some of our awesome neighbors who lived in the courtyard. You must know that the courtyard house in today's Tianjing, but it is a more advanced existence than the villa, and it naturally hides the dragon and the crouching tiger.

And the old Huang next door I want to talk about is one of them. China's top archaeologist, collector, and countless treasures at home. But this old guy has a weird fetish, and likes to pick up the neighbor's wall in the middle of the night.

Late one night, when I was practicing unhappily, I heard the cheers coming from the wall, and I was so shocked that I almost lost my anger, and an old man with a heroic appearance, a white face, a tall body, and a majestic old man actually stood on the roof of the west wing and gave me a thumbs up.

After being surprised, the instinct of the Heavenly Master made me throw away the evil talisman with one product. A golden light knocked the old boy to the ground.

Then? Then, I sent him to the hospital, and after coming and going, he became familiar with it.

In the eyes of Lao Huang next door, I seem to be a master of Taoism with "special abilities", so I think I am a friend of the New Year. When Lao Honghua went out to fool around, and Ruolan slept, we picked each other's walls and sneaked back and forth.

Unexpectedly, Lao Honghua, this kid, actually knew that Lao Huang was engaged in archaeology, and it seemed that Lao Honghua, who had mastered North China and Tianjing, and the intelligence network, was also different from what it used to be.

I didn't answer Lao Honghua's question, took a sip of tea, and smiled slightly, "What I'm going to say is one of the things in the old yellow treasure house - extraterrestrial meteoric iron."

"A broken stone, what's there to make a fuss about?" Old Honghua pouted disdainfully. Even Ruolan, this ugly girl, looked disappreciative.

The plane trees in the yard, rustling and thinking, I expressed my helplessness at their ignorance. I had to explain.

"Extraterrestrial meteorites are divided into many kinds, those with a large iron content are called meteorites, and those with more silicate content are called meteorites, if they have both contents, they can be called stone iron meteorites, what I am talking about is not these things that are precious, but have no use for the Heavenly Master!"

After a pause, seeing that the success had piqued their curiosity, I moved on. After all, I don't have that hobby without an audience and I don't have that hobby.

"Before the meteorite fell, it was hundreds of thousands of years old, floating in space, experiencing the sun and moon, as well as the tempering of star power, and being affected by the mysterious power of outer space, these things all have mysterious power, and have a strong restraint effect on ghosts. However, once it falls, this mysterious power, if not well preserved, will disappear little by little, and in the end, only the body remains, but the essence inside is gone. ”

I waved my hand to stop the old safflower who was about to express my opinion, and continued, "I'm talking about a ---kind of olivine meteorite iron that has undergone billions of years of quenching in outer space, mainly with iron content, but has begun to crystallize and contains special minerals!" "At this time, in my mind, the image of Lao Huang next door, in the treasure house, appeared in the huge peridot meteorite. There are brilliant granular crystals on the surface, 1 meter long, about half a meter in diameter at the thickest point, and thick oblong. Weighs more than 3,000 pounds. There was a burst of fire in my heart.

I continued, "Because meteorite contains special minerals, even if it falls on the earth, it can be perfectly preserved, and the mysterious power contained in it can even form a cycle of its own, endlessly, once this kind of thing is sharpened into a weapon, then, after all, it has the following characteristics: heavy, sharp, indestructible, warding off evil spirits, driving away ghosts, invincible. ”

There is another sentence, I didn't say it, once I hold this kind of divine weapon, then, my true qi to ward off evil spirits will be strengthened several times, that is, in the face of demon-level existence at this moment, I have the power to protect myself. Moreover, in the future, cultivating the method of warding off evil spirits will also get twice the result with half the effort.

I never thought that there would be such a treasure in the world.

"So awesome? Ask him! If you don't give it, grab it! "Old safflower, very straightforward. Even Ruolan nodded her head. What the hell is this a public official, or a hooligan ruffian. Not to mention, Lao Huang's status in the archaeological community next door is that he often goes in and out of the Government Affairs Yuan, and his identity as a special talent and special expert in China can't allow us to come nonsense, right?

"We can only buy it!" I was a little speechless. Looking at these two strange flowers that don't know the height of the sky and the earth, I don't know how to warn them for a while, don't do stupid things.

"Whew, how much money?" When it comes to money, Lao Honghua is very confident.

"200,000!" I gritted my teeth!

"Cut, such a little money, Young Master Ben gave it to you!"

"200,000 - a pound! Friendly price! There was a helpless desperation in my voice.

"How many pounds are there?"

"At least 3,000 pounds!" I tilted my head up to the sky and closed my eyes weakly!

"Holy! What the hell, why don't you grab it? 3,000 pounds * 20,000, is it 600 million? Did I miscalculate? The old saffron jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"You're not wrong, the friendship price, 600 million, if you don't look at the wanton boy, cast fate, how much money to give, I won't sell it! It's a priceless treasure. On the wall, there was a righteous and awe-inspiring voice.

"I'll go to your uncle, you old and unserious, and you'll pick up the wall again." The old red flower the chair under him, and he was about to smash it.

Frightened, Lao Huang next door was so frightened that he crawled and rolled back to his yard. I don't know if it's broken...

"He's right, 200,000 pounds, friendship price, do you know how much this thing costs in the market? his uncle, 400,000 pounds, or dollars! And there is no market for it!! I gritted my teeth and scolded, these days, there are really a lot of people who know the goods? I'm a little puzzled, this thing is only useful for master heavenly masters! These people, buy it, what are they doing?

Click, the chair fell to the ground, and the old red flower was stunned.

What a lot! Even when I learned the details, it was a cadillon, falling to the ground, looking unbearable.

"Sure enough, it's a friendship price, 9.6 billion, just a fraction, this old boy is quite kind." Old saffron, sitting on the hard ground with one ass. muttered, looking at the way the fugue looked, it seemed, still thinking, the concept of 9.6 billion, and 600 million.

Only, Ruolan, except for the sparse and scorched brows when Lao Huang appeared next door, was quite calm.

Don't care if it's a fraction or an integer, don't care, the friendship price and the market price, Lao Tzu really can't afford it now, and I don't even dare to think about it, this number that makes me collapse.

But that piece of extraterrestrial peridot meteorite, this treasure that the Heavenly Master dreamed of. It's like a little hand, tickling at my heart. If this were to be sharpened into a wind-pulling sword, what would it look like?

If you can't get it, it doesn't mean that I can't be lewd, and I sat down again, and my eyes were foggy.