Miscellaneous Records of the Firecracker Bureau: Nine Desolation Departments

To follow or not to follow, that is the question?

It takes a certain amount of training and exercise to get into any job position, but he asked himself, does he have the courage to rush forward to kill the Nine-Tianhu Monster and blow up the Diaozi Monster like Lang Guangwu?No, not to mention skills, I don't even have the courage to have such an idea. Lang Guangwu said that the growth of weapons is related to the refining of one's own essence. Doesn't it mean that you have to be unknown for the rest of your life, scratching it for two dollars?How sad it must be.Thinking of this, Nongjiale put the quilt over his head, trying to drive out all the hesitant, frustrated, and pessimistic thoughts in his mind. What a person is unwilling to admit is often the truth.

Lang Guangwu also had to face the fact that it was Nongjiale's resignation letter.

Before he opened his mouth, he saw the other party fully dressed, standing in front of him with healthy limbs, looking at him apologetically, what else could he say, besides taking the other party away safely from this place that made the other party feel insecure? Can't do it.

The bamboo forests on both sides of the road rustled, the breeze blew gently, and there were no pedestrians on the slope. This is one of the roads leading to the elevator.

Regarding the elevator, Nongjiale also has a vague memory, but he is unwilling to delve into it. He has decided to leave, and let the things in his mind be immersed in the mist. As time goes by, what should be forgotten or should not be remembered will not be seen.

"Memory, do you want to erase it?" He thought of the aftermath after eliminating the monster, and wondered if his departure was also a kind of aftermath.

Lang Guangwu nodded silently, then shook his head.

Nongjiale asked suspiciously: "Don't you need it?"

Lang Guangwu didn't answer directly, but took a big step forward, and Nongjiale followed.

"Are you crazy? You are covering up, you will be found out, I, I am not strict with my mouth, I, I, I will talk nonsense, talk about everything, where is the alien world, where is the alien world, what is the blame Look, there are you, there are firecrackers, there are still tickles! Yes, there are tickles, where did you get my tickles? No, it should be my tickles that have also been handed over, right? Is it all right?"

Langguangwu walked all the way without answering, and Nongjiale panicked even more. He couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Langguangwu's gourd.

"Hey, wait a minute, hey—" Hurry up and finally bump into a wall of meat, and the light fog stops.The two arrived at their destination.

In front of you is a large platform of more than [-] square meters, surrounded by green bamboos, and the air is fresh. People who don't know it may think it is a training platform in a costume drama at first glance.

"arrive?"

"Ah."

Lang Guangwu took out a small ball the size of a glass bead, threw it outward, and a green light suddenly appeared, and the sphere turned into a body-length Zen stick, and the pestle stood in the center of the open space. The golden light from the coiled lines shone so brightly that the Nongjiale couldn't open his eyes. When the light faded, an elevator surrounded by glass appeared in front of the two of them.

"Ding—" A glass door facing the two opened.

Then he left, Nongjiale was dazedly pushed into the elevator by Lang Guangwu, looking at Lang Guangwu who was standing outside the door and did not come in, Nongjiale grabbed his wrist and said anxiously: "Aren't you going to see me?"

Lang Guangwu smiled and shook his head, withdrew his hand, and the elevator door closed.Through the glass, the farmhouse has a sense of trance and unreality. Is the place he came from a different world?Is he dreaming?How could it be so fast--

"Ding——" It was like a bell ringing on a distant mountain, waking up the confused farmhouse, and it was time to say goodbye.

Why don't you come to my place to do things, the wages are based on regular work, free board and lodging, snacks, transportation and life-long events are included, do you want it?

The person who offered such an attractive condition, in the past, he would think that he was either a liar or a lunatic, but now the person who said this is Lang Guangwu.

Yes, such an attractive condition, why did you leave in the first place?He left because he was not qualified, not suitable, dragging his feet and hurting others, and more importantly, he was becoming increasingly unclear about the path he was going to take in the future. He felt that his life trajectory should not be like this, looking for an ordinary job , get a salary that is just enough for him to make ends meet, he dare not have too many extravagant expectations as a kid who just entered the society, and then meet someone he likes and likes himself, get married and have children, life should be That's it.

So for a long time, Nongjiale subconsciously believed that life like Lang Guangwu and a counselor was not suitable for him. This is a heart disease, the root of the disease planted a long time ago.Heart disease still needs heart medicine. When Lang Guangwu told him that even if he failed, he could still stay, but he was transferred to another department. From the beginning, he was completely scared. He really didn't think about it, didn't expect Everything came so suddenly, and after returning to the human world, he didn't feel relaxed, but seemed to have lost something, and all of this happened when he was standing at the station and met another person related to another world. A circle, walking back and forth, he is still strolling in the circle, to put it bluntly, the earth itself is round.So when Nongjiale met Langguangwu again, his heart was conflicted and extremely happy.

"Get up, I don't want to be late in front of the staff." Lang Guangwu said as he dug out a light blue coat from the closet.

"Put it on, it will be a little cold at night." After finishing speaking, he closed the door without looking back.

Nongjiale picked up the jacket and stood in front of the mirror, tried it on, the size was just right, the style was average, but I just woke up, the skin with a little red in the white is quite suitable for this jacket, it's just you.Nong Jiale narcissistically touched her cheeks back and forth, and swaggered out.

Probably because he mentioned before that life needs the relationship between passion and poetry. When he came to Jihua Road again, he felt a little exciting, but he didn't feel the poetry for the time being.Because before going out, Lang Guangwu painted him a little makeup, in fact, he put on two mustaches, painted thicker eyebrows, stood a few more hairs on the top of his head, and held a toothpick in his mouth. The big gold chains around the neck and wrists were also hung together by the way, and they stood with their hips on the street, well, he didn't see any difference.

"What the hell are you doing? This makeup is too fake."

"We're going to Cui Weiwei's residence again, but not hers."

"Then why?"

"Go play mahjong."

"Huh? That's right. I won't."

"It's okay. Someone will teach you."

Happy chess room.A middle-aged squint-eyed man who was about 40 years old and the hair on the top of his head had been honorably laid off was standing in the middle of the hall and was enthusiastically pouring tea to the guests. Needless to say, it was the boss who guided them to Cui Weiwei's residence last time. To Lang and Nong, they hurried forward and took them to find a partner.

Lang Guangwu smiled at the boss, pushed Nongjiale forward and said, "My friends play, but I don't."

Nongjiale also smiled at the boss, turned his head and smiled reluctantly at Lang Guangwu, and kept winking, Lang Guangwu pretended not to see it, and beckoned the boss to open a private room.

When the boss heard about the private rooms, he immediately frowned and said that the business was very good at night, all the private rooms were booked, and there is no room now.

The farmhouse let out a sigh of relief.

The boss added another sentence, since it is the first time for the two of you to play, you can open a small room. As the name suggests, the size of the small room is smaller, and all other tools are available. The location is what the boss said. I usually play with my own people and don't call outsiders.

The farmhouse once again sent a smile to the boss, the spring breeze once passed through the summer, and felt that it could make people feel alive and warm. The boss thought that the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was turned up, and he will have to adjust it later. Come down, these bastards will die if the temperature is so high, won't they burn money.

The boss asked Nongjiale to sit in the room for a while, and it happened that there were three missing one outside, so he went to ask them if they agreed to change the private room for the three of them. Come, when the boss heard this, he hurriedly said that he would bring the person here immediately. Before leaving, Lang Guangwu held the boss and muttered a few words, the boss nodded repeatedly and agreed, and then Lang Guangwu let go of the boss.

"What did you tell him?" Seeing the boss calling for someone, Nongjiale hurriedly asked.

"Say you don't know anything, just have fun."

Nong Jiale's eyes widened, and he yelled strangely: "Aren't you..." Lang Guangwu hurriedly covered his mouth, motioning him to keep his voice down.

"Don't you want me to be the duck on the board and be slaughtered? Besides, I have no money, you know." Nong Jiale spread her hands.

Lang Guangwu smiled and said: "Of course I know, shhh, stop talking, people are coming."

The three of them quickly came to the small room, they greeted each other, and the four of them sat down and started playing cards.

Farmhouses say no, they really don’t. As the saying goes, if you haven’t seen a pig run, you must have eaten pork. If you haven’t touched mahjong, you must have watched others play cards on TV. Well, the farmhouse is really not good. Roll a dice He can throw the dice away, but others let him throw it in the middle of the table. He throws it into the sky, and throws it vigorously. Can you find it?Fortunately, there are spare dice in the room.But when I drew the cards, I didn’t know how many cards I had. What’s the matter with always taking too many cards? When I asked him what happened, he said that there were too many cards and I couldn’t play them. It's about to be a grand lord, well, I actually know what a grand lord means.Fortunately, the three of them patiently taught him how to play. From the beginning of counting cards, drawing cards to the final winning of cards, they all taught him carefully and attentively.

However, it was precisely because he was too attentive, that instead, Lang Guangwu, who had been standing by the door looking at the card, sneered, but this smile was not a smile on the surface, and chills spread all over the place.

Facing such a generous teaching from a novice, there are really many good people everywhere, but this good person is a bit too stupid. He flew the dice twice in a row, and the card was stuck in the crack of the table and he couldn’t get it out. Don't you think it's a little strange that the boss doesn't even ask when you come over to play?Sure enough, the problem is a bit big.