"Nima, help!"

Yoshiyun cried and threw his arm, his right wrist wrapped around a colorful snake that kept spitting from its triangular head.

The colorful flower snake moved up its arm, hunched its upper body, and stared at Yiyun with eyes the size of mung beans.

Yiyun plucked up the courage to open his eyes, but saw that the head of the flower snake the size of a fist was in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that the feces and urine came out, and the crying father called out to his mother: "The snake demon...... I'm a snake immortal, please let me go, I'm just an ordinary person, and it's just a waste, eating me will not only not improve your cultivation, I'm afraid it will also consume your cultivation because of digesting waste, and you will lose more than you gain!"

The flower snake seemed to understand human words, the corners of the mouth were pulled upward, Yiyun was surprised, and thought: "The snake can laugh too?" At the same time, Yiyun felt a numbness in his wrist, it should be because the snake's tail was tightened, he held his right wrist with his left hand, but saw that the flower snake suddenly opened its mouth, it was bigger than his own head, Yiyun was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and what was even more incredible was that the flower snake spat out people's words and roared angrily: "Yiyun, I will eat, drink and sleep in one day!

"Ah......h

"I'm scared to death, Nima, how could I have such a strange dream!" Yiyun sighed, his left hand stroked his sweaty forehead, raised his right hand, stared at the transmission rope on his wrist, and scolded in his mouth: "This broken rope scared me!"

rushed all the way to the office, and was greeted by Ling Jianan's angry roar: "Do you kid still have a sense of time?"

"Hehe, Yiyun, Jia Nan has a very strong sense of time, it's not okay for you to have an inert beast living in your body!" Xu Baize kindly reminded, but there was a good look on his obscene face.

3. There is no parasitic "lazy beast" in the body. Yiyun remembered the recruitment notice that hurt him, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: Damn, it's not shallow to hurt people!

"Why don't you leave quickly, why are you stunned?" Ling Jiannan urged, her pretty face as cold as ice.

"Hehe, let's go, go there?" Yiyun smiled and thought to himself: Today is a bit abnormal, is it a snap......

He was thinking about it, and was slapped head-on by Ling Jianan.

After listening to Ling Jianan's brief explanation, Yiyun's mouth suddenly opened and couldn't close for a long time: "What!

"Don't talk nonsense! I've been with you several times to collect the demon! This is what you have to pay back!" Ling Jianan reached out and threw Yiyun onto her motorcycle, which was as windy as Harley's.

Yiyun complained bitterly in his heart: he was very willing to be with Ling Jianan, of course, that meant watching a movie, eating a spicy hot, and doing something at night.

But every time we want to do it together, it's to catch ghosts, collect demons, and catch elves, none of which are normal people's things, although they are obsessed, life has given him a wake-up call: if you don't have a life, it's useless to give you a bunch of women.

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly!" the black motorcycle whistled and shot out of the string, choking Yiyun's air and burping a few times in a row to feel better.

Ghost hunting is different from collecting monsters, ghosts are completely related to people, so the ghost hunting work of Jiuli Witch Affairs Co., Ltd. is generally a commissioned task.

The motorcycle galloped all the way to an upscale community, which was heavily guarded, and was only released after the security guard called the owner for some questioning.

In front of an obvious mansion.

"Bang Dong ......"

The thick security door opened, and behind the door was a middle-aged woman dressed as a nanny, leading the two to the living room, and a fat and bloated man on the sofa got up to greet him, with a hypocritical smile on his face: "The two masters are here, hurry, please take a seat!"

The nanny served tea to the two, and Yiyun learned from their conversation that the fat man was named Motherland Feng, and his name contained his love for the motherland.

"Tell us a little bit about what happened. Ling Jiannan said concisely and clearly, although it is difficult for the motherland to afford to live in a villa, drive a sports car, and become a celebrity, Ling Jianan is still very cold and glamorous, without a bit of clinging tone.

The motherland wind is about sixty years old, the head is bald, the only remaining hair has become a silver thread, the face is wrinkled very deep, but still full of red light, the mountains and seas fill his stomach with fat, big belly poop, he picked up the cigar on the ashtray, took a hard puff and said: The thing is like this, a few days ago, there were always strange things at home, and there was a faint cry of a woman in the middle of the night, because there were only two old people living at home, the nanny did not live at home at night, and the wife slept beside Zhengxiang, so the motherland got up to find out where the strange sound came.

When he returned to the bedroom, his wife got up and sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes were dull, and her mouth was muttering: Facing the morning breeze and the sun, crossing the mountains and rivers to southern Xinjiang, the great motherland is high and the earth is wide, and the sons and daughters of China are determined in all directions! Where there is a wasteland, let there be abundant cotton grain! Where there is a high mountain, let the treasure be sacrificed!

At first, the motherland didn't care, coaxed his wife to sleep, but the next night she sat on the edge of the bed and muttered these words, he looked at his watch, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle. But he saw that his wife didn't move, but kept muttering those words in his mouth, and his heart was a little calm. When he calmed down and listened carefully to what his wife was talking about, his heart exploded.

His wife is chanting a song "Chinese sons and daughters are determined in the Quartet", when the motherland wind went to the countryside with the flow of the countryside to become a young man, this song was taught by him to a local woman to sing, the reason why the motherland wind is so affirmed, is because he deliberately changed the sentence "across the mountains and rivers to the frontier" to "across the mountains and rivers to the southern Xinjiang", and his wife every time this song of the educated youth accurately sang "across the mountains and rivers to the southern Xinjiang", his heart was full of fear, recalling a girl who always loved to wear red clothes.

"Is there some story between you?" Yiyun couldn't help asking, but was blinded by Ling Jianan, but the motherland was also generous, and told the two of them the love story of the countryside period: I was still a teenager, in response to Mao's call for "intellectual youth to go to the countryside", I resigned from my family without hesitation and joined the ranks of going to the countryside, and I was assigned to southern Xinjiang, where I lived in a family's house, and after a long time, I became acquainted with their daughter.