That's right, the headquarters of Pixiu is in a kindergarten, not to mention that Wang Wang can't think of it, and he can't think of it on anyone.

This group of kindergartens is located in a prosperous area, surrounded by high-rise buildings, compared to the architecture of this kindergarten is not particularly outstanding, that is, ordinary two-storey buildings, surrounded by a fence wall, and the fence wall is painted with pictures of cats and dogs.

Maybe it's class time, and not a single child can be seen outside, although there is a lot of traffic outside, but it is quiet inside, not to mention the sound of the children, not even a bird is missing.

Wang Wang touched the rusty lock on the gate and asked the little sheep's horn: "Are you sure Pixiu is here?"

Little Sheephorn nodded solemnly and said, "I'm sure!"

"How could it be in the kindergarten?" Wang Wang laughed angrily.

"I'm not kidding you," the little sheep's horn's expression was very serious, so that Wang Wang gradually couldn't laugh.

"This kindergarten is his head!" the little lamb swore in a non-startling voice.

"What!" Wang Wang exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly pulled back his hand that was touching the big lock.

"Where you touch it's its front teeth!" said the little horn.

Wang Wang felt that his hairs were all blown up, he looked along the door frame, and suddenly felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him from a high altitude that he couldn't see, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously.

"It's looking at you!"

Wang Wang suddenly didn't even dare to lower his head, he was afraid that as soon as he raised his head again, he would stand in Pixiu's mouth.

Ignoring Wang Wang's reaction, Little Sheephorn walked over to the locked door and knocked twice, and then the door opened on its own. Little Sheephorn turned around and called Wang Wang, but suddenly found that Wang Wang was gone, and there was no trace of Wang Wang left and right, so he used the fugue secret technique, and finally realized that Wang Wang had escaped by knocking on the door.

The little sheephorn cursed secretly, his face was very ugly, and then he followed Wang Wang's trail.

It didn't take long to find Wang Wang's figure, she chased after him and grabbed him, and asked, "Niang Xipi, what are you running!"

Wang Wang looked at the little sheep's horn panting, and his face was full of suspicion: "Is that really Pixiu headquarters?"

"yes, what am I lying to you about?" said the little lamb horn in a huff.

"Is that really Pixiu's head?" Wang Wang asked again.

"That's right!" said the little horn patiently.

"Is that gate really Pixiu's front teeth?"

"What the hell do you want to ask?" asked the little horn impatiently.

"Then I can accept it if you let me let me in its mouth, did you think of such a way because you hate me and can't kill me? Did Pixiu close his mouth when I went in, chew my mouth, and eat it like a snack?" Wang Wang asked the little lamb horn angrily.

"Hahaha," the little sheep's tears flowed out: "It turned out that you coaxed it!"

"You're just cowardly, your whole family is cowardly!" Wang Wang said with a fierce face: "If you nonsense, Lao Tzu will eat you directly, so that you will never be able to turn over, so that death will not be able to find your whereabouts, believe it or not!"

Little Sheephorn grinned and said, "You are reluctant, who are you going to help you inquire about the news when I die?"

Wang Wang was angry for a while: "Reluctant? hum!"

"Okay, to tell you the truth, this kindergarten is indeed the headquarters of Pixiu, and it is also its body, but it is a dead thing, and it is impossible to chew and eat you, so don't worry!"

"Pixiu is dead?" asked Wang Wang in surprise.

"Who told you it was dead!" asked the little sheephorn, stunned.

"What you said, didn't you say that this kindergarten is a dead thing!" Wang Wang said as a matter of course.

"Pixiu is just a pronoun, this kindergarten is the head of the previous Pixiu one hundred and twenty years ago, and then it died and gave the head to Tantra, Tantra used divine fire to refine the magic weapon, and handed it over to the current Pixiu. ”

Wang Wang's face changed several times, and he looked at the little sheep's horn in disbelief and said, "Really?"

"Really!" said the little rams, "everything I say is true!"

"You sign a demon contract!" Wang Wang said.

"Every word that I, Dudu and Wang Wang said is true, if it is false, I will be burned by hellfire. The little horn was like an oath, and he put his hand on his chest. When she finished saying this, Wang Wang and the Little Sheep's Horn Demon Seal heated up at the same time.

Wang Wang relieved himself and followed the little sheephorn back to the door of the kindergarten, and then Wang Wang asked the little sheephorn a question that he was caught off guard and could never answer.

"Why are you so hard at helping me?"

From the point of view of behavior, the little sheep's horn neither belongs to being coerced, nor does it belong to being squeezed, even if the two demons have an exchange of interests, but from the perspective of the demon's personality when he says that he changes, this exchange of interests is far from making the little sheephorn so dedicated to helping Wang Wang. Why is that?

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the open door, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Wang Wang looked at this middle-aged man a little familiar, thought about it carefully, and remembered that he was a demon under the hands of the Pixiu faction.

The middle-aged man said kindly to Little Sheephorn, "I'm sorry, there are no students here now!"

The little sheep's horn said bluntly: "I'm looking for Pixiu!"

A shock drifted through the middle-aged man's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice with a cold face, "Who are you?"

The little horn said, "Dudu!"

The middle-aged man was suddenly, and his face was full of smiles again: "It's you, haha, I thought it was who, come in!"

The little lamb horn said to Wang Wang, "Go and bring the gifts!"

Wang Wang secretly complained, commanded Xiao Zhang from the car, and asked him to carry his things and follow Wang Wang in.

"Yo, I've brought a gift this time!" the middle-aged man chatted with the little lamb as he walked.

"That's right, I know that Pixiu likes small snacks, so I will make it happy on the hour!" said the little sheep's horn obediently.

Wang Wang, who was walking behind, couldn't believe it, was this really a little sheep's horn?

Hearing the word snack, the middle-aged man's saliva flowed, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then looked at the little lamb's horn with shining eyes and said, "Really? What kind of snack?"

Little Sheephorn didn't know what was going on with the middle-aged man's performance, so he said to him, "Three months of aging!" This is their jargon, aging means rotting corpses, and new grain refers to new corpses.

The middle-aged man wiped the saliva that almost spurted from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "How many years?" asked the age.

"Thirty-five years!"

"Is the portion enough?" asked about the experience.

"Ten out of ten!"

"That's great!" the middle-aged man couldn't help but clap his hands.

Why do they want this kind of jargon, it is also because Pixiu is a demon who is named in the name of the Divine Sect, and belongs to the demon in decent clothes, so there must be a measure and scale in doing things, at least not to let these things damage the image of the Divine Sect after they get out!

Of course, the Pixiu faction eating dead corpses is known to the three sects of the Divine Sect.