Desperate to meet a dog

Meeting Abetong was completely unexpected by Huang, the moment he saw him, Huang seemed to feel the flame burning on his skin through the talisman paper.He asked suspiciously: "Aren't you the special commissioner of the special investigation team, why are you here?"

Tong frowned, expressing his dissatisfaction with the title that Huang placed on him: "Ah? Who told you that I am a special commissioner? I am just a temporary worker, and I can go wherever I want to move bricks. But you, what are you doing?" What? Why are you here? Do you know that this place is dangerous?"

Qing Xingdeng interrupted him, and asked teasingly: "Ah, Tong, what do you mean by that, is my site very insecure?"

"I'm not talking about this, what I mean is that it's dangerous for a person like him who has no common sense to appear in the demon world!" Tong scratched his dyed bangs irritably, pulled Huang up and said, "Anyway, I'll send you back first. "

As soon as Tong grabbed Huang's arm, an inconspicuous but mighty brat went berserk again. He waved his fan angrily, and the light in the Japanese room was blown into chaos. In this chaotic and terrifying atmosphere, Tong was hit by the wind one after another and had no chance to fight back. If Huang hadn't held down the big tengu in time, this small storm would not have calmed down so easily.

"Big Tengu, what are you doing? Why are you attacking me for no reason?" Tong gasped in embarrassment, he scratched his messed-up hair, and asked manically.

"Well... I seem to know the reason. In short, you should keep a distance of more than one meter away from Ogiwara-kun." Aoyuki Deng seemed not to be affected by the wind, and sat firmly on the mat and said, "Okay, since you two Now that everything is here, my interview can officially start. Ogiwara-kun, this Abeto will be your competitor today. Next, I will present a test question. As long as anyone of you can answer me satisfactorily, I will hire him. .”

Tong glanced at the big tengu, sat down on the tatami, and asked inexplicably: "Hey Qing Xingdeng, why do you hire ordinary people? This is not good for your business, no matter how you look at it, you should choose to cooperate with the Shinto family. This will bring you more business, won’t it?”

"That's what I said," Qing Xingdeng said slowly, "but this is my shop, and it's my own freedom to choose what I want, understand?"

The oppressive aura suddenly revealed by Qing Xingdeng made Tong somewhat at a loss, as if his soul was being roasted on the blue will-o'-the-wisp. He instantly realized that he had slipped his words and offended the beautiful monster in front of him who seemed harmless to humans and animals.Just when Tong lost the ability to breathe, Huang didn't feel anything unusual, and asked respectfully, "Excuse me, what's the test question?"

Qingxingdeng immediately removed the deterrence that was pressing on Tong, and said with a sweet smile: "I just mentioned that Jiushijiuan is a place to sell stories, and excellent stories are the meaning of Jiushijiuan's existence, so now you I'll hire anyone who can give me a compelling story."

"Hey, isn't your request too absurd?" Tong became indignant, but Huang, who was confused, didn't know the reason for his anger at all.Isn't it just telling a story? Why is Tong's reaction so intense?Although... Huang himself couldn't make up any interesting stories for a while.

"You don't really think that what she wants to hear is a story, do you?" Tong glanced at Huang angrily, and said in a broken voice, "So, I hate the guy who knows nothing and wanders around the most!"

Huang asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

Tong took a peek at Qing Xingdeng and found that the other party showed no sign of anger, so he boldly popularized science: "What Qing Xingdeng wants is not a fairy tale made up, but what she wants is human karma, and she can transform personal karma into Unreasonable power, and those who gave up their stories are long gone."

Tong also explained the second half of the sentence and did not dare to say it in front of Qing Xingdeng, that is, cause and effect are connected with human souls. When they tell their stories to Qing Xingdeng, it is equivalent to exposing their souls in front of her. When the rest of their lives come to an end, their souls are very likely to miss the ghosts of the Underworld, but are directly imprisoned here-Jiushijiuan.

Just when Tong was debating whether to tell Huang the truth, Qing Xingdeng said leisurely: "Tong, don't scare my candidates? I have nothing to do with those people's death."

Tong's face changed, and the spiritual deterrence exerted on him became stronger again, obviously Qing Xingdeng didn't want Huang to know the truth.Huang comprehended their conversation quite a bit, and the general feeling he understood was that Qing Xingdeng wanted to hear the story of life.But as an ordinary person, how could the story be as exciting as a child of Shinto, and he is not willing to tell Qing Xingdeng what happened to him when he was young, let alone pass it on to others.

"What's the matter, have you all hesitated?" Qing Xingdeng said persuasively, "I just want you to tell a story, is it so difficult?"

Tong listened to her understatement and always had a dark face, hesitating whether to rush out the door.He turned his head and glanced at Huang, wondering if this ordinary person understood the seriousness, just when he was racking his brains to remind Huang in a roundabout way, the big tengu in Huang's arms suddenly jumped off his knees, Steadily walked to Qing Xingdeng's mat.

Big Tengu held a round fan in his right hand, and his wings that had not yet molted were shaking energetically. He opened his mouth and spoke fluent words unexpectedly: "The person who hired me, all the causes and effects before this body can be with you. exchange."

Hearing this, both humans exploded.Tong couldn't believe that the big tengu would sacrifice himself for this human being, and the content of Huang's shock was extremely ordinary, more like a parent's complaint: "You can talk?! When did you tell me what happened?"

"Just say what you want to say, there are so many reasons." Big Tengu said bluntly, his tone extremely awkward, he forcefully pressed Huang who was about to ask a question, and turned his head to continue asking the topic just now: "Our sincerity has already been placed In front of you, what do you say?"

"Hey, Big Tengu, are you crazy? Doesn't it mean..." Did you give Qing Xingdeng his demon life as a gift?

The big tengu gave him a blank look, as if he was talking about such a trivial matter, would I not know?Tong was blocked by his eyes before finishing his sentence, and was preempted by Qing Xingdeng: "Your suggestion is very tempting, but if I remember correctly, Yimulian said that you lost part of your memory after you were reborn."

The big tengu grinned and showed its bright canine teeth, and said slyly: "The lost part belongs to you from now on, and whether you want to find it or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Qing Xingdeng was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sighed softly: "You bastard, why have you turned into a small thing and turned into a thief instead? Did I agree to accept it?"

Big Tengu asked back: "Don't you want it?"

This question made Qing Xingdeng stumped.As Tong knows, Qing Xingdeng can use stories to intervene in other people's karma, and even bind the soul in the end. Although the big tengu is not as easy to control as humans, but now he personally sends his own karma into her hands, how can she May not be tempted.The Great Tengu God was waving its wings on the ground, not worried about Qing Xingdeng's refusal, as expected, Qing Xingdeng only hesitated for a while, and resolutely accepted his request: "Okay, it's a deal. I accept the cause and effect of your previous life." down."

Qingxing Deng flicked his sleeves, and the blue ashes of the will-o'-the-wisp flocked to the big tengu like a butterfly. After a while, the flickering butterflies pulled out strands of light from the small body of the big tengu. , They bit off the silk threads and swallowed them all into their own stomachs, then flew back to Qingxing Deng's sleeve.

All this happened so smoothly that Huang was not even given time to think.What did the big tengu say about his life?What is he going to offer in exchange, and will it affect him in any way?

Just when Huang's questions popped up one after another, suddenly, an inexplicable force dug into his heart, as uncomfortable as if he saw death.He couldn't help but look at the big tengu, pulling him to face himself.

The big tengu's face was as bloodless as if it had been smeared with meth, and it seemed that he was the one who really felt uncomfortable experiencing death.Huang's heart was beating wildly, once again regretting his own weakness and ignorance.

The big tengu saw through his mind and crawled onto his knee without saying a word, begging for a hug.Without hesitation, Huang held him tightly in his arms, raised his head and said firmly, "Sorry, can we withdraw from the agreement just now?"

Qing Xingdeng waved to him and said: "It's too late, there is no possibility of repeating the monster's agreement, you can work with me with peace of mind in the future."

Do you really want to work here?Is this boss really trustworthy?Huang was hesitating, but the Big Tengu didn't give him a chance to hesitate, raised his head and complained with a white face: "Why don't you agree, isn't the condition I just proposed just in vain?"

Huang was not frightened by him at all, and slapped his forehead to reprimand: "I will settle the score with you after I go back! As for the work, I have to think about it."

"Hey you--"

"To shut up."

Huang stood up, looked directly at Qing Xingdeng and said, "The transaction just now is between the big tengu and you. I won't force it anymore, but please allow me to consider the matter of joining the job. I hope you can give me some advice." a little time."

"No problem," said Qing Xingdeng who had benefited generously, "You can think about it slowly, and I will keep this position for you forever."

The author has something to say: Huang: When will a dead child talk? !

Big Tengu: Hmph, I won’t tell you.

Tong: mdzz....