"Recently, a lot of people from other districts have come to us, and they don't seem to be mercenaries." Mercenary A, who finished the task and chatted with his brother, looked at the crowd coming and going, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I also know this, they say they are from the blue ***, but they don't have the nerve strength of the blue *** guys." The maid answers.

"Blue *** people just live hard." Mercenary B sighed a few times, "Just the last time they made the 'Dahan Heavenly Troupe, dancing online, I won't be surprised) what is happening now."

"Uh-huh...... The dead images are coming back to me." Mercenary A showed a standard skin smile and did not smile.

He didn't understand what the blue *** people occasionally said about spicy eyes, but after experiencing that unforgettable night, he deeply understood what spicy eyes were like.

"Coo~" A large rooster with orange and red feathers, one meter tall, walked over with black wool trouser legs, and the sharp beak pecked at the cuff of Mercenary B.

Mercenary B lowered his head and scratched his fingers at the head of his spirit beast, but soon Mercenary B's fingers paused, "Goo, why do you have a bag on your head?"

Fingers pulled away the red feathers on the top of the cooing chicken's head, and there was an obvious white bag under the pink skin, and Mercenary B touched the small bag, looking like a bubble, touching the flesh.

"Did you hit your head with something? Does it hurt?"

"Goo." The round eyes of the cooing chicken blinked, and as soon as the head was lowered, the chicken's paws were raised and about to scratch its head, and Mercenary B hurriedly held its claws, "You are not afraid of the claws scratching it."

Mercenary B smoothed the hair on the head of the coo-gu chicken, "It doesn't hurt, I'll go back and rub some medicine for you to invigorate blood and dissolve stasis."

"You have a bag on your head, too?" Mercenary A suddenly interjected.

"Also?" When Mercenary B looked over, Mercenary A nodded, "Three days ago, I found out that my Fire Cloud Dog had a small bag on its head, it doesn't hurt or itch, so I don't care."

"So what's going on now?"

"Uh" Mercenary A scratched his chin and touched his beard, "Manly man, what is a small bag."

"To put it bluntly, you didn't." Mercenary B snorted again.

……

The poor green neighbor woke up slowly, he looked at the door of Fengling's house for the first time, and found that the guy who looked like a plague god was gone, he quickly checked himself again, and put his clothes on him, and he muttered, "Not eaten......

The green neighbor froze in place for a few seconds, then suddenly came back to his senses and got up from the ground, touched his head, and his eyes gradually returned to calm, "My head hurts a little, so I'd better go home and rest."

In the evening, the young host on the TV screen looked at everyone in front of the screen seriously, "Now that the situation is severe, the shelter in City A will implement closed management, and during the period, relevant personnel screening and management measures will be strictly implemented, and the majority of residents are requested to cooperate with the following work: First, during the closed management period, all residents will stay at home, isolate at home, and conduct daily self-health testing, observation and recording......"

"Once again, we would like to remind the public that the consumption of mushrooms is very likely to affect human cognition, manifesting as the growth of green hair, sympathy and worship for mushrooms......

….

"Mushrooms produce tiny hairs that are indiscernible to the naked eye, and they breathe through the mouth and nose with spores into the human body and parasitize the human brain...... In order to protect the lives and health of the people, in view of the current situation in the city, the emergency response headquarters of mushroom prevention and control in all districts have decided to carry out spore testing for all employees in the whole district."

"If you have mushrooms growing in your home, don't panic, these small mushrooms are fragile and fall within the normal mushroom range......

"I hope that all citizens will protect themselves, and if you find a resident with bulges or mushrooms on the top of your head, please be sure to report it in time!"

"The Department of Medicine has proven that the current mushroom spores are preventable, controllable and treatable, and there is no need for the public to panic."

After reading the news broadcast, Feng Ling sensed that the authorities had organized personnel to check the mushrooms growing on the heads of residents, and put seals on the doors of some green-haired neighbors, etc., and was stunned by Feng Ling in the morning

of poor neighbors because of the bag in the head (?) was taken away.

Feng Ling's door was knocked, she sighed that the official efficiency is really fast, opened the door, outside the door are five well-dressed staff, although Feng Ling and Feng Xiao are still black hair, but still cooperate with the cotton swab to stab the throat, complete the mushroom spore sampling, the staff explained some precautions, and gave Feng Ling three bottles of young mushroom cleaning spray.

"The official action is so fast." Feng Xiao didn't get used to the strange feeling in his throat, "It was very serious in the book to prepare a solution that could detect mushroom spores, and at that time many people died, and eight adults grew mushrooms."

Feng Ling's perception expanded, and she laughed when she saw countless figures in protective suits walking along the houses of the shelter in City A, and they were like stars with light connecting hope in each house, and she laughed, "Maybe this is the charm of hope."

Hope, these two words, are the shortest love poems in themselves.

It is the inextricable gravitational pull of life, and it is the firm pen of human beings.

I don't know what the world is all about, but it doesn't stop the life underneath it from fighting for hope. These include those ordinary ordinary people, including the traverser Feng Xiao, Sunan, as well as the Heavenly Favor and the Heavenly Dao.

Feng Ling, who was isolated at home, did not sneak out, she began to dress casually, wearing an ordinary sweatshirt printed with a white cat, her hair tied into a short ponytail, sitting on the sofa and playing games, but she looked very much like a vigorous little girl in peacetime.

It's really idle and boring, Feng Ling landed in the Heavenly Favor Trading Center, and she encountered the tide and Tao Shao, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

Tidal's jet-black hair is held high by a row of diamond hair ornaments, she wears an elegant dark blue tight-fitting hip-length dress, even if she still has a cold face, but those dark blue eyes like the sea still give people a sense of seduction, Feng Ling believes that when she laughs, it will definitely make people feel ecstasy at a glance.

Feng Ling glanced at Bu Zhi next to him, once he entered the Heavenly Dependents Trading Center, he would inevitably take his own Heavenly Dao with him, and there would be a white rope between the Heavenly Dependents and the Heavenly Dao that was generated by the original contract.

Feng Ling looked at the tide of his own heavenly path since he found Buzhi, and felt that a sour bubble bubbled in his heart, this was a very stressful rival.

"Come, stretch out." Feng Ling looked at his own Heavenly Dao's hand.

Buzhi and they are very busy these days, and it is not the deity who accompanies Feng Ling, but the one who is less than a little conscious, and will only follow Feng Ling's actions, as long as he doesn't look at his eyes at this time, he returns to his consciousness, just like a puppet, very obedient, and gives her the opportunity to do whatever she wants. Of course, she didn't do anything that couldn't be broadcast at this time.

The cold man in front of him was like a child, obediently obeying Feng Ling's words and stretched out his hand.

"Click"

A pink hair band was put on his wrist, and the other party didn't have any expression, just quietly and silently looked at Feng Ling.

"Do you feel bad with this?" Feng Ling held his somewhat cool hand and quietly pinched his jade-like fingertips.

"None."

"Can I keep it with me?"

"Yes."

The man replied very obediently, Feng Ling felt that the eyes of the rival on the other side shifted from Bu Zhi's body to hers, and the eyes that were as blue as the sea seemed to be on fire.

Feng Ling took out the same pink hair ring from his pocket and put it on his hand, and then leaned the hand with the hair ring on the cloth and his hand with the hair ring, pretending to laugh, deliberately prolonging the voice at the end of the sentence, and exclaiming like a wavy line, "This hair ring is so beautiful, at first glance, it is a pair~"

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