Miscellaneous Records of the Firecracker Bureau: Nine Desolation Departments

The farmhouse sat facing the door, and the other three sat in turn.Lang Guangwu held a teacup and leaned against the door.Although the three of them are not as tall as he is, they are burly. Two of them have tattoos on their bodies, thick calluses on their hands, and their arms are muscular. They must have done heavy work. Smiling and Mimi guiding, in fact, from time to time, the bearded man sitting on the left side of the farmhouse sneaked a few glances at Lang Guangwu, and smiled as soon as he met Lang Guangwu.

They were waiting, and so was Lang Guangwu.

The sound of mahjong inside and outside the room, the sound of laughing and cursing, and the sound of moving tables and chairs are endless, and it is extremely lively.Lang Guangwu has been leaning against the door frame, he is not used to such a noisy environment.

At eight minutes to nine, a blue light flashed outside the window, and Lang Guangwu said to the farmhouse: "Play slowly, I'm going to buy some supper, by the way, do you want some?"

The three waved their hands and declined. Nongjiale knew that Lang Guangwu was going to take action, but he didn't know what the specific action would be, so he shouted loudly: "Hey, what about my share, I don't want chili peppers."

Lang Guangwu, who had already strode forward without looking back, waved his hands and said: "Got it", and immediately closed the door.

The chess and card room is filled with smog, and the smell of personal smoke is mixed with it. It is hard to tell who just exhaled the smoke ring and who smoked whose smoke ring. There is a red light on the central wall of the hall, which is specially set up by the store for the God of Wealth. There are two gold-plated lucky cats on both sides of the shrine, and the two big fat hands are constantly swinging up and down, and they are covered with a glass cover.

Looking around, the boss could no longer be found. The front door facing him was no longer a sliding glass door, but a closed rolling door.

Lang Guangwu walked to the outermost table and put his hands on the shoulders of the man sitting in the aisle. The man was concentrating on drawing cards, knocked down Lang Guangwu's hand and said loudly: "Go away, go away, don't block me from getting rich, Come on, Yaoji—cut, eight pieces!"

"How do you draw cards, mess around."

"That's right, will I hit you?"

"Go, go, I just shed my skin. Did you see that people shed their skin every once in a while? I just happen to be shedding my skin."

Lang Guangwu bowed his ears and said, "What will happen if you don't peel off your skin?"

"That goes without saying, of course he will die." The man who spoke looked sideways, and the handsome Lang Guangwu immediately straightened up and smiled at the man. The man wanted to scold the person who patted him on the shoulder, but who Zhi turned out to be a handsome man who was a head taller than him, although he didn't want to admit it, but one more thing is worse than one less thing, so he said impatiently: "Little boy, please don't stand next to me, okay, you are too dazzling, you will disturb Let's play mahjong with our minds."

Lang Guangwu nodded and smiled and was about to leave when the aunt in the seat next to her grabbed her and said, "Handsome guy, are you here to play mahjong too?" The hand yelled: "Hey, hey, what are you doing when you are old, don't scare people." Then he shook Lang Guangwu's hand with his own.

"Cut~"

Lang Guangwu patted the shoulder of the short-haired aunt with the other hand in a good-tempered manner, and said with a smile, "Come on, auntie." Taking the opportunity, he withdrew his pocket.

The aunt who was blessed by the handsome man's eyes sparkled, her eyelids blinked twice as often, and she held her chin in both hands and looked at the back of Lang Guangwu.

"Hey, hey, do you still want to draw cards?" Someone interrupted the beautiful longing of the short-haired aunt. The aunt rolled her eyes in anger, her nostrils smoked, her arms stretched forward, and she made a 180-degree circle. Zhen: "Okay, let's fight—" Everyone around was shocked by the aunt's roar, and the people at the same table were thinking whether to finish the round and close the stall early.

After inspecting the lobby, Lang Guangwu came to the private room corridor.One side is a wall, and the other side is four private rooms.Before he walked over, Lang Guangwu already smelled something that didn't belong to this world, but this smell was somewhat familiar, as if he had encountered it somewhere before.The hall outside is full of people, everything is normal, the abnormal place is the private room here, the door is closed, and there are crackling sounds of mahjong shuffling and bidding in every room, it sounds no different from the outside, but Standing and listening for a while, you will find that the shuffling sound of each room is regular. Every time the cards are shuffled, the second and fourth rooms are shuffled first, and half of the first and third rooms are shuffled. After the first and third rooms have been shuffled, the second and fourth rooms have started to open cards. After repeating this for three rounds, switch to the first and third rooms and shuffle first, and the second and fourth rooms will be shuffled first. Wash the fourth room.In this way, the first and third rooms collide with the next round, and there is no time to open the cards. That is to say, the first and third rooms are shuffled once after the cards are shuffled, so there are only the first and third rooms. The sound of shuffling cards will be heard twice every once in a while.

Lang Guangwu released a spherical Zen stick, which flew around, and soon flew back to Lang Guangwu's hand, with a faint green light flashing, someone passed by, Lang Guangwu held the Zen stick with his backhand and stuffed it into his pocket.

After the visit of the Zen stick, there is only one camera installed here, at the corner at the other end of the corridor.Lang Guangwu loosened his collar, and walked deep into the corridor.

This is an L-shaped corridor with a 360-degree rotating camera installed on it, and after turning a corner, there is the toilet, nothing else.The door opened, and it was the man who had just passed by in the corridor.

It’s really interesting. The camera is not installed in the lobby but outside the bathroom. There is no one in the bathroom. Lang Guangwu went in to check. There is only one space and the windows are locked. Generally speaking, there is no problem. If so, it is probably the wall opposite the bathroom with a door.

Lang Guangwu didn't stay too long, went out to wash his hands, straightened his collar naturally, and didn't do anything to the wall, just walked back to the original place step by step as usual, when he walked through the third room, the wall opposite the door Suddenly, a giant black animal claw appeared and stretched towards the still moving Lang Guangwu, and the door of the second room opened.

"Yo, is it over? Not yet." The boss smiled and walked side by side with Lang Guangwu.

Facing the sudden appearance of the boss, Lang Guangwu didn't think it was strange, "I don't know, I wanted to come out for a midnight snack, but saw the door was closed."

The boss deliberately leaned close to Lang Guangwu and whispered: "Small business, it's too noisy at night to disturb the upstairs neighbors, it's not good." After speaking, he turned his head slightly and looked behind him, the wall behind him was empty, nothing.

"Besides, eat less at night to rest your stomach. If you're really tired, just have one. I don't have anything else here, and there's still a lot of smoke." The boss accompanied Lang Guangwu to the door of the small room with a smile on his face. outside.

"Oh, I don't smoke this, but I don't know if my friend smokes." Lang Guangwu opened the door while talking.

The moment the door was opened, a black shadow came towards the boss. Before the boss even had time to open his mouth, he was surrounded by Bilian's black woolen wool. As soon as Lang Guangwu sent it forward gently, the boss went in.

On the mahjong table in the room, only one person from Nongjiale used mahjong to build the city wall, and he played with relish.The three who accompanied the beating were tied up by Bi Lian with water-soaked hemp rope, and they were laid down under the table.

Lang Guangwu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with cats?"

Nongjiale responded blankly: "Ah? What? I don't have a cat. Oh, you said the three of them. I was just asking Bilian if I should knock them out and give them durians in their mouths. Bilian said I didn’t have time to buy that, so I just stuffed a few lemons and put it down.”

Don’t have time to buy durians but still have time to buy lemons? "Huh?" Lang Guangwu squatted down and pulled one person away, only to see the tattooed man who had just said with a playful smile and said that it was okay to throw the dice, his face was flushed and howling with tears on his face, he didn't dare to make too much noise, after all, he was in front of his own eyes. Witnessing my good brother who opened his mouth to yell for help and was forced into a stinky sock filled with lemons by a cat-faced weirdo, I can still vividly remember that tragic scene.

Lang Guangwu took a deep breath and shook his head, it was too cruel, vicious, ruthless and unreasonable.

"Where's meow?" Finding the perpetrator is the first choice.

Nongjiale was even more at a loss, looked back out of the window and then turned around and said: "Just now I was looking at the moon at the stars, I don't know now, I probably went to supper, yes, my supper is here."

Lang Guangwu glanced at the boss who was already tied up with a ball of wool, and the boss shook his head repeatedly.

All the walls in the room were covered with spells, except for the windows. It was probably because of this that he left the ball of wool alone to protect the farmhouse. That cat was really a night cat.

"There is no midnight snack. He locked the door. There are people in the hall. I will let him go later."

"Why? Just throw him here, oh, we don't have a key." The farmhouse piled it on the mahjong wall in front of it, pressed the shuffle button, and said to the boss: "Well, I won't plug the lemon. There was a previous one Meowface cut them all up and didn't leave them for me, and now I have a stinky sock that fell into the stinky ditch, do you want it?" After speaking, he opened the plastic bag behind him, and there was a stream of sewage from the gutter inside. The smell of rancid water wafted out.

Lang Guangwu couldn't help but tell Nongjiale to fasten the bag.

Nong Jiale pinched his nose and said: "This is Bilian's clothes. He came in with such a bad smell just now, and he didn't know which ditch he ran out of. In other words, you kept him up at night just to get rid of the smell." Ditch, if this is the case, do you want to change the suite into two rooms, I’m afraid, vomit~ I’m sorry, I can’t go on.” If the first task of returning to the Nine Desolation Department is to follow Bilian to turn over the sewer , then Nongjiale can refuse the temptation of Lang Guangwu with peace of mind. After all, the price behind the conditions is too good for him to bear.

Lang Guangwu opened the window to ventilate, and threw out the Zen staff to guard at the window.

Looking at the boss again, he has rolled his eyes and passed out.

Nongjiale waved his hand and said, "It's not me, I haven't done anything yet."

"What else do you want to do?" Lang Guangwu took the remaining piece of hemp rope and tied the hands and feet of the boss. He tied one place, and the wool at that place automatically retracted to make way for the seat.

"That wool is so cute." Nongjiale said enviously.

"If you practice hard, your tickle will also be rolling and cute, begging for likes."