Miscellaneous Records of the Firecracker Bureau: Nine Desolation Departments

The breeze shuttled through the dark corridors, taking away the smoke rings that the gentlemen had just exhaled.

The short-haired girl hugged her arms tightly as if it was a little cold. The male companion took off his suit jacket and handed it to the short-haired girl, while Lang Guangwu continued to blow smoke rings aside.

When the smoke burned to a third, the male companion said: "Mr. Lang, I think the scenery of this place is not suitable for you and your friends. Should you start again?"

Lang Guangwu said noncommittally: "Who knows?"

"I don't know if Mr. Lang noticed the plants on both sides of the street when he came, the low plants with red flowers."

"Well, the flowers are nice."

"It's pomegranate."

"Yes, Not Bad."

"But it's not a real pomegranate."

"Oh?" Lang Guangwu actually didn't want to talk to the man, but he acted like "I want to say it, I want to say it, you don't tell me that I have to say it life and death." It's not bad to let Lang Guangwu go. It was an embarrassing situation to walk, and in the end I had no choice but to listen to the other party's words, in case there were clues.

"I don't know if you have been to Zhao'an before. The rolling green hills, pure white clouds, and clear blue sky, people who are used to the city come here, take a deep breath, and you can forget the troubles of where you came from. Heh, Now Zhao'an, don't talk about the troubles of where he came from, I'm afraid he will forget who he is."

Lang Guangwu snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and said: "What you said reminded me, it seems that my memory is indeed not very good, otherwise how would I have remembered that there should be three of you, not two of you."

The short-haired girl was taken aback for a moment, then immediately came back to her senses, and said vigilantly, "Do you know who we are?"

Lang Guangwu shook his head, the short-haired girl relaxed her shoulders, and exhaled heavily, as if she had been liberated.But Lang Guangwu nodded slightly in the dim light and shadow, but the two people beside him didn't notice it.

A gust of wind hit, the wind was so strong that the curtain ropes in the corridor were scattered, the curtains were scattered and fluttered, and the wind was whistling, as if answering someone's call.The wind kept blowing, the man and the short-haired woman raised their hands to block the wind, and they didn't have time to pay attention to what happened in the direction of the wind.The little finger of his left hand that had been hanging by his side moved, and the gust of wind suddenly stopped.

The man and the short-haired woman looked inexplicably at the empty corridor and the curtains that were no longer flying. The man rolled his eyes and turned to look at Lang Guangwu. Lang Guangwu directly told himself that he still had something to do and had to leave first. Wanting to keep up, he was killed by Lang Guangwu's eye knife and returned to his original position.

After making sure that the two of them didn't keep up, Lang Guangwu put on a lead wire to hide himself. After so long, there should be a result.Follow the Zen stick and turn a few turns, and come to a narrow and quiet corridor.The curtain in the middle of the aisle bulged out quite a bit, and there was a pair of sneakers under the curtain.Lang Guangwu was embarrassed, he even forgot to remind Nongjiale to change his leather shoes at the banquet, but now who else can see it except him.

"Hello." Lang Guangwu stepped forward and patted the bulging part, comparing secretly, this position should be the shoulder.

This position opened the curtains, and it turned out to be the head. "Looking for shit, I know it's me and I still hit it." Nong Jiale rolled her eyes, looked around for no one, and walked out from behind the curtain.

Lang Guangwu said seriously: "Sorry, I made a wrong judgment."

"What? What's wrong with judgment? I don't care. I wrote it down. Where are we going next? Go back?"

"The person who invited us hasn't shown up yet, don't worry." As he said, Lang Guangwu put a big red lead on Nongjiale. Nongjiale knew that this thing would consume more Youyuan from Langguangwu, but he must have his own reasons for doing so. Intention, could it be that I am the secret weapon?As a self-consolation, Nongjiale can only think so.

"By the way, I saw a weird pattern on the ceiling in the hall. It looks like an octopus and a squid. It's definitely not the squid of the iron squid. Oh no, it should be the squid of the iron squid..."

The dark head in front of him was swaying from side to side, wondering if it was a problem, and Lang Guangwu walked down the aisle with the collar of Nongjiale in his hands.

When he was first brought here by the Zen stick, he smelled a strange breath, which was very weak.After making sure that the farmhouse is not disturbed by monsters, it can be judged that this is not a high-level monster, maybe it can't be transformed into a human form.

"Hey, where are you going? I haven't been there before." Nongjiale struggled a few times.

"Me neither, let's go and see."

The two of them walked in the aisle for a long time without reaching the end. They could see the wall at the end of the aisle at a glance, but they couldn't get there.

"Have we encountered a ghost hitting the wall?" Like many Hong Kong and Thai ghost movies, you can clearly see it, but you can't touch it.

"Afraid?"

"Who said that ghosts are afraid." Nongjiale said, the person had completely hidden behind the light fog, and the upper part of the head protruded, and it retracted from time to time.

The narrow aisle is getting narrower and narrower, and the width that originally could accommodate three people walking together has now become a little more than one person, but the scenery on both sides has not changed much.

It's not that there are no changes, at least Lang Guangwu noticed that among the several corridors he walked tonight, only this one has no objects placed on both sides, such as potted plants, and there are not even murals on the wall.

Ghost hitting the wall?Lang Guangwu didn't think so.

The windows on one side were all open, standing in front of the window could not feel the wind, Lang Guangwu stopped, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and sneered: "So this is asking you to enter the urn."

Nongjiale looked inexplicably behind him, and Lang Guangwu didn't explain much, and directed the Zen staff to fly towards the window.

"Boom-"

Even though the window was open, the Zen stick was bounced back as if it had hit something, and there was a sound, which was not loud, but Nongjiale could clearly feel the airflow around him slightly moving. He reached out to touch it, but there was nothing.

The Zen stick flew out of the window again, and there was another "bang".The Zen staff spun around in place, Lang Guangwu made a move with his big hand, and the Zen staff flew back to Lang Guangwu's palm, disappearing his figure.

"You, you, you see, I said it was a ghost hitting the wall, you still don't believe it, even the things used by the monk can't fly out, you're done, you're done, you're done." Nongjiale poked Lang Guangwu's arm, Lang Guangwu said speechlessly Replied: "What a mess, you shut up."

Nongjiale did not, and continued: "I know, you didn't consecrate, you are a counterfeit, you are a copycat, you are a pirated version, and everyone is responsible for combating piracy."

This kid is out of his mind!Lang Guangwu knew that the old problem of Nongjiale had happened again, and whenever he was nervous and scared, he would talk too much and be incoherent.

"Hold on to me." Lang Guangwu put his hands at his sides and clenched his fists slightly.

Nongjiale was stunned for a moment, "Ah, hold on to you?" Lang Guangwu turned his head and made a sharp glance, and Nongjiale immediately jumped onto Lang Guangwu's body, with his legs/clamped/on Lang Guangwu's waist/, his face flushed He muttered softly: "Although there is no one now, it's not good to be in a public place like this."

Lang Guangwu was completely defeated by Nongjiale, what was going on in this kid's mind!The legs are quite strong, and they are quite/tightly clamped.

Lang Guangwu cleared his throat and said, "I told you to grab my clothes and follow me, not to let you learn from Liu Piaopiao!"

"Who is Liu Piaopiao?"

Blue veins protruded on Lang Guangwu's forehead: "How do I know who it is? Come down for me."

Nongjiale looked at Langguangwu, then looked at the ground, and then at Langguangwu, and did not come down with an oh.

"Come down." Lang Guangwu raised the volume, and then Nongjiale slowly got off someone.Use Xiaopang's hand to grab the other party's clothes.

Lang Guangwu took out a black firecracker, wiped it off the spherical Zen staff and threw it towards the window.The firecracker flew into the air and stopped, the sparks from the front part made a sizzling sound, Nongjiale pulled Lang Guangwu's clothes and ran back, Lang Guangwu stood there expressionless, Nongjiale couldn't move and watched the firecracker going to explode , I flew towards the ground, and waited for a long time, but there was no sound.

The fallen Nongjiale turned over and saw a large circle of spider web-like cracks in front of Lang Guangwu. The cracks were still spreading around, and the spherical Zen stick became a small Zen stick with the length of a pointer. After knocking a few times, the speed of crack propagation intensified, and soon, an ice crack wall appeared on the side of the original aisle near the window.

The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the wall lamp that was glowing yellow a second ago turned white in an instant. Not only did the light change, everything from the very beginning of the aisle was covered in white. The carpet, even the murals on the wall, where there are any murals, the wall is white, only the part with the murals protrudes a little more than the part without the murals.

"Hey—crash la la la..." The cracked wall collapsed, and behind the wall was no longer a series of windows, but another white wall.

forward?retreat?This is a technical question.

"Have we been tricked?" Nongjiale looked back and forth uncertainly.

"It's better to say that the game is only starting now."

"If you want me to say that you didn't join until halfway through the game, it's cheating." A familiar voice came from above your head.

A black cat's face appeared in the white corridor, which was particularly eye-catching.Looking at the smooth hair of the cat-faced monster, Nongjiale couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch it, but seeing the pair of ice-blue crystals in the eye sockets, he resisted his thoughts.

The cat-faced man squinted his cat's eyes and looked at the two of them, and said in a contemptuous tone: "What do you want to do here because you are overconfident? No, I should ask what you can do."

Nongjiale couldn't help but want to refute that being blocked by Lang Guangwu, Lang Guangwu said seriously: "If I said that your Excellency has been hiding in the dark and peeking at our actions, can I think that cats are greedy for life and afraid of death even if they really have nine lives? Woolen cloth."

"Touch one," the cat-faced man pouted, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, the following is not where you should go, but I won't stop you if you go, just don't hinder me from doing business, otherwise."

Nongjiale stared at the cat-faced monster with wide eyes. The cat-faced monster felt uncomfortable and said harshly, "What are you looking at!"

Nongjiale retracted his head and said in a low voice: "I thought you would show your claws, tail, and beard. After all, you are a meow." After hearing this, Lang Guangwu stared at the cat-faced weirdo with the same eyes.