Miscellaneous Records of the Firecracker Bureau: Nine Desolation Departments

Without a lead wire, and not knowing where Lang Guangwu was going, Nongjiale had to obediently stay in the dormitory to fight the landlord. He had something on his mind, but could he say it clearly? So much so that even the fat man couldn't bear to look directly at him and wailed for him.

When Lang Guangwu rushed back to the dormitory to look for Nongjiale around the afternoon, he saw a person lying on the bed of Nongjiale whose whole body was wrapped in white paper and even the soles of his feet were covered with invisible faces. Without saying a word, Guangwu pulled out the collar of the tickling □□Nongjiale, and gently dug a few times.

"Hey, itchy, itchy." Lang Guangwu didn't care about Nongjiale, and increased his hand strength. Nongjiale rolled off the bed with a scream, and the T-shirt got stuck in the jeans and fell into the clothes. Nongjiale reached out to grab it. The zipper of the jeans got snagged during the fall, the door opened, and there was a lot of fun.The instigator, Lang Guangwu, couldn't stop laughing at the side, and Nongjiale's cheeks suddenly "boomed", Xia Guang blushed, and hurriedly took out the tickle and threw it to Lang Guangwu, complaining: "What are you doing, you have the nerve to laugh, laughing fart." Turning around to pull the pants chain, the pants chain was pulled halfway and got stuck again. Looking at it from the perspective of Lang Guangwu, Nongjiale's back was facing him and his hands were in front. What to do, I didn't do it well for a long time, Lang Guangwu laughed so hard that he couldn't stop at all.

After finally finishing the pants, he could sit down and rest for a while, and Lang Guangwu handed the tickle to Nongjiale again.Nongjiale smashed a piece of paper at Langguangwu, but Langguangwu didn't stop him from "biubiubiu" to launch a group attack, just smashing was not enough, Nongjiale rolled his eyes at Langguangwu in bewilderment: "Run halfway!" Where did you go, did you become a thief? Just steal this thing and come back to honor your father?"

Lang Guangwu teased with a half-smile: "This is your weapon. You can hold it for self-defense, or you can hold it for self-defense. Please enjoy it as much as you want."

Nongjiale was about to knock on Lang Guangwu's head with an itch to scratch: "You are special, is it that Xu Dewen's upper body is getting more and more mean?" After typing, he was still angry, and muttered: "I found out that after I was with you, there was a lot of dirty words. You can write a thesis now, let me tell you that if I want to become a hooligan, you must be part of it."

"Yes, I also found that you talk more and more nonsense." Lang Guangwu helped pull the note.Although the two left the dormitory together, for the sake of safety, Lang Guangwu wrapped up a lead wire and followed the farmhouse invisibly.

The two of them didn't put a wire on the farmhouse until they walked out of the campus for a certain distance, and waited until Langguangwu, a small path that no one passed by, and flew him to the milk tea shop. The sheep were still in the yard, and if they swung their legs, they would probably be paralyzed when they arrived.

In Lang Guangwu's words, the current flight is pre-employment training, and it's free. Apart from rolling your eyes, the farmhouse doesn't want to talk too much. Too much nonsense makes it feel like a wife is a wife, a wife?people……

Nongjiale buried her head on Lang Guangwu's back with black lines all over her forehead, pretending to be asleep.

In June, the milk baby looks like, if you say turn your face, you will turn your face.

As soon as the two of them reached the door of the milk tea shop, bean-sized raindrops poured down.Although it is under the eaves, it is inevitable that you will get a little on your body.

"Hey, what are you two doing standing there, why don't you come in." Guan Yan shouted at the two of them through the glass.

It was only after entering the house that Xu Dewen was there.The whole person is crouching in the small space behind the locker, fumbling with something.

"What is he doing? Looking for something?"

Caring Yan didn't even bother to read, picked up the notebook and began to handover with Nongjiale: "The socket is not working, I told him earlier that there is a problem, if there is a problem, he doesn't care, leave him alone."

Nongjiale whispered a little surprised: "Why don't you call it maintenance, can he do it? I haven't seen him do it before."

"who knows."

"Could it be that the current released after it's done is poisonous?" Nongjiale said while shaking his body and choking his neck: "Like this, when the electricity is charged, it will sizzle-vomit-zizi-vomit-" Funny The appearance made Guan Yan laugh out loud, and even Lang Guangwu who came in after seeing it couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you for your compliment. Compared with the one that has to be plugged in to release poison, I prefer brain control. When I'm in a bad mood, I poison it. When I'm in a good mood, I electrify it. When I'm in trouble, I release poison and electricity together."

Nongjiale was puzzled: "Why do you need electricity when you are in a good mood?"

"Because I can watch the fireworks."

Guan, Nong, and Lang: "..." Sure enough, it's better not to talk about someone-related topics in a boring way.

The rain outside the house had no intention of stopping at all, and the pedestrians on the road became less and less, Xu Dewen and Guan Guanyan left the store one after another.Taking advantage of this time, Lang Guangwu scratched again, "Here, this belongs to you." Handed it to Nongjiale.

Nongjiale took it inexplicably, and asked: "I seem to have heard you say that this thing is mine before, please, it's just a tickle."

"That's because it hasn't recognized its master yet, and you haven't given it Tongyuan yet."

"Tongyuan is..." "It is similar to the consecration of the religious world. After Tongyuan, it can transform and fight like my Zen stick."

Looking at the small wooden yellow hands, Nongjiale thought of Manzi’s steak frying pan. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. The Zen stick can fly and change the ball to track. The steak frying pan is an instant transfer method. It seems that all the functions he wants most have been taken up. What else? ?Could it be Lingbo Weibu □ □ Kung Fu Sunflower Collection cut JJ or something?Weighing the weight of tickling scratches, it feels no different from ordinary tickling scratches, whether it is appearance or function?

"Why this shape?"

"You expect it to deform? Don't look at me, even the person who made it couldn't tell its full function before Tongyuan."

"You mean even if this weapon explodes or malfunctions?" Nongjiale guessed wildly.

"Don't look at me with the eyes of a divine eagle, I'm not Yang Guo. Our weapons only know what functions they have after they have passed the yuan. The weapons all recognize the master, and as the number of masters increases, the weapons will also function. It will increase."

Nongjiale glanced helplessly at the top of Lang Guangwu's head, as if there was a big light board with an alien NPC written on it, and sighed: When did this guy turn on the preaching mode, NPCs usually don't speak until the player actively clicks Yes, if it starts from Novice Village, can I say change to an NPC belt!

Although I have a grudge against Lang Tickle's appearance, after all, what's the matter with a big man who always wears a Tickle when he goes out to fight? After going back, he was afraid that its weapon would be more powerful than a frying pan in the future, and it would not be worth the loss, but if it turned into a footbath and toilet plug in the end, it might as well be dead.

By the way, he seems to have never seen Xu Dewen's weapons, but isn't Xu Dewen unable to go to another world? Is he a member of the firecracker bureau?

"I've been talking for a long time about whether there is a collective name for your industry. 360 has a name for everything."

"You can ignore our business." Glancing at Nongjiale's dissatisfied expression, Lang Guangwu continued: "We are trendy people in the new century, and we can just be casual about our job titles. Now we are talking about serious things, and there is no time for it to show up. How many days have passed, we have to find it before it gives birth to mobs." Lang Guangwu ignored these corners and corners and went straight to the center.

Speaking of this matter, Nongjiale still hasn't figured out what the Nine Heavens Pot Monster is. At least it needs to know its appearance and habits. Otherwise, even if the scope is narrowed to the entire 73 University of Technology, it will not be possible to confirm the target.Originally, Lang Guangwu wanted to use the mirror with Xu Dewen to find someone from another world to help deliver files or something, but when he thought that the other party seemed to be suffering from rabies, he would release poison and bite wildly regardless of others, and finally stopped talking, take it slowly.

In a blink of an eye, it was past 80 o'clock in the evening, and a group of guests just came, both of them were busy with their heels on the ground, and finally sent away the last two beauties. Taking out food, I saw Lang Guangwu unhurriedly take out two aluminum lunch boxes that look like the [-]s workers in the TV series from the canvas bag, and swallowed because the other party opened it under his puzzled eyes. cover.

Roasted chicken legs, green peppers, shredded pork, edamame, dried tomatoes, scrambled eggs, fish-flavored shredded pork, and white rice. The lunch box is obviously not that big, but it is very full. Even if you don’t eat it all, looking at the color matching is also a sensory enjoyment.

No, why not eat it.Nongjiale put on a miserable expression and looked at Lang Guangwu and said: "Hey, there is dinner, I don't want to be so lucky. In this big meal, I won't make anything today..."

Before the sour Taiwanese accent of Nongjiale was "finished", Lang Guangwu had already handed him the lunch box knowingly. "...Take it, yours."

Nongjiale looked at the lunch box in surprise, and shouted in disbelief: "It looks like mine, how can it be tender like mine, oh, you are doing well, my, what, what, what, what, what, what?" ..."

Lang Guangwu was trembling cold, "You close your mouth and make a quiet and beautiful man who is eating. .

After a full meal, Nongjiale consciously took the lunch boxes of the two of them to wash, and while washing his mouth, he couldn't stay idle, asking about things in other worlds, just ask, and they were all trivial and itchy things For example, if a tickle is a weapon, do people in other worlds use fists instead of tickles? Can all steak frying pans be transferred instantly as long as they are placed on the head? What is the fee, the most important thing is if you go to work in another world, can you go home often to have a look?Lang Guangwu looked out of the window unrequitedly, and sighed sadly in his heart, could he just demote himself without accepting anyone?

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