magic stick labor contract

Jiuying let out a loud roar, swung his tail violently, and the tail swept over in an instant. Zhang Jiu quickly backed up, but was still hit by the sweep, and flew out. This time he fell hard. At that time, Jiuying let out a loud roar, suddenly dived into the spring water, stirred up a thousand waves, and then disappeared.

Zhang Jiu propped up his arms and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up because of the extreme dizziness. He failed twice and fell to the ground again. The surrounding scene also began to change, constantly changing, swaying , like the reflection in the water, Zhang Jiu was already dizzy, but now he was even more dizzy.

The dim yellow chaos around suddenly turned gray-black, with gray-black iron sheets everywhere, the ground was full of dust, messy sawdust and plastic foam, and a very pungent smell could be smelled in the nose.

Zhang Jiu tried hard to look up, only to see that the surrounding suddenly turned into an abandoned factory building, with tables on all sides, all messy test tubes and beakers on the table, and countless eyes watching Zhang Jiu.

Zhang Jiuyi's scalp felt a little numb for a moment. There were countless eyes in those instruments, and countless souls were hidden in the small instruments, and the souls were locked in iron fences, and their bodies were covered with iron chains. Nine.

Zhang Jiu's eyes were dazzled, but he couldn't stand up. The nodules had been lifted, and the surroundings had turned back into a factory building, and those souls were really locked up.

At this moment, Zhang Jiu heard someone shouting his name.

"Zhang Jiu?!"

"grown ups……"

Zhang Jiu propped his hands on the ground, shaking his head slightly. When he moved his head, he felt that the world was shaking, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

"Boom!" With a sound, the iron door was knocked open, and Duanmu Jinyang was the first to rush in. Duanmu Jinyang's flaxen shirt sleeves were pushed up, and his face was covered with sweat. It was sweat. He ran in in a hurry and saw Zhang Jiu lying on the ground.

Duanmu Jinyang hurried over, picked up Zhang Jiu from the ground, and said, "Zhang Jiu, what's wrong? Zhang Jiu?"

Zhang Jiu could hear him talking, but couldn't hear clearly. It might be the sequelae of bumping his head. His eyes were fixed on Duanmu Jinyang, and he stretched out his hand to hold down his hand, signaling not to shake it, and he would faint when he shook it.

Zhang Jiu opened his mouth, but couldn't utter words, his face flushed with anxiety, Duanmu Jinyang helped him press the wound on his head, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry."

Zhang Jiu raised his hand and pointed to the instruments beside him. Just now, Duanmu Jinyang was all eyes on Zhang Jiu, and he didn't pay attention to anything else. When he turned his head to look, he frowned.

Duanmu Jinyang has opened his eyes, so he can see ghosts naturally. There are ghosts everywhere in this room, some are installed in instruments, and some are installed in iron fences, and they all look at them faintly.

Baibai said: "Here we will deal with it, take the adults to the hospital first."

Duanmu Jinyang nodded, and hugged Zhang Jiu horizontally. Zhang Jiu was so tired that he smelled Duanmu Jinyang's breath. He tilted his head and leaned against his chest, feeling very relieved, and slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up, he smelled the smell of disinfectant in his nose. This smell was not unfamiliar to him, because Zhang Jiu grew up in the hospital when he was a child. Later, when he grew up, his body was a little stronger and he could go to the hospital. After going to school, before going to school, the place Zhang Jiu was most familiar with was the hospital.

Zhang Jiu opened his eyes, and saw Duanmu Jinyang sitting by the bed to accompany him. Duanmu Jinyang was still wearing the flaxen shirt. There was a bedside lamp, the light was very dim.

As soon as Zhang Jiu moved, Duanmu Jinyang quickly stood up from the chair and said: "Don't move, you have a concussion, lie down for a while, the doctor said that nausea, vomiting, and aphasia are normal phenomena, but It's temporary, don't worry."

Zhang Jiu nodded. He feels better now, but his body is weak and his back hurts. He probably lay down, especially in summer.

Zhang Jiu opened his mouth with all his strength, and he still struggled to speak, and said, "Thank you...thank you..."

Duanmu Jinyang laughed and said, "Tired from lying down? I'll help you sit for a while."

As he spoke, he took a cushion and stuffed it behind Zhang Jiu. I have to say that Duanmu Jinyang is really careful. Although he usually has a straight face, he is meticulous when he is gentle, just like his yang energy. People feel very comfortable.

Zhang Jiu sat up, stretched his waist, and stretched his arms. Feeling that he was still healthy, he said, "Where are they?"

Duanmu Jinyang said: "We are still dealing with the aftermath. The factory is full of ghosts. I guess they are busy."

Zhang Jiu said, "By the way, what did you encounter later?"

Duanmu Jinyang said: "You suddenly disappeared..."

At that time, Zhang Jiu was only three steps away from Duanmu Jinyang, and suddenly disappeared. At that time, whether it was Duanmu Jinyang or his three shikigami, they all panicked. Later, they found that there was an enchantment around them, and It is a one-time enchantment.

After Zhang Jiu entered, the enchantment disappeared. In other words, the enchantment was actually a random door, but what Duanmu Jinyang and the others were facing was the real factory building.

There are corpses everywhere in the factory, and a few people are still studying the corpses inside, similar to a few "scientists", but they all look like lunatics.

Duanmu Jinyang has already called the police. These "scientists" threatened to benefit mankind and study some genes.

There is a great person who provides materials for their research, on the condition that they hand in the soul of the corpse within seven days after the research. These "scientists" don't know what the purpose of handing in the soul is, but this is the condition.

Zhang Jiu said suddenly: "I may know what it is for."

In the illusion, Jiuying lacks eight heads, and only the last one is left. Jiuying has nine heads and nine lives. If you want to shoot Jiuying, you must kill all nine of his heads at the same time, otherwise only one head will be left. Jiuying can repair himself with his soul, as long as there are enough souls, Jiuying's real body can be resurrected.

I'm afraid that the master those ghost servants are talking about is this Jiuying.

Although Jiuying only appeared for the first time, in fact, Jiuying has appeared around them again and again. When Zhang Jiu became a little black cat, and when Shen Manman was followed by a pervert, there were all these ghosts. In addition, Jiuying also appeared in the story about Rongtianding that they heard in the resort.

Zhang Jiu rubbed his head, feeling that this Jiuying is really lingering. Although he has been injured by himself, it is not enough, and he will definitely look for enough souls everywhere.

Seeing him covering his head, Duanmu Jinyang thought that Zhang Jiu had a headache. Zhang Jiu told Duanmu Jinyang about Jiuying, and Duanmu Jinyang frowned.

They were talking, when they heard two "knock knocks". It was so late and they didn't know who knocked on the door. The knocking sound was very soft, and then the door was opened as soon as the door handle was turned, and two people walked in from the outside.

Two people, one black and one white, walked in from the outside, and there was still a person standing at the door, Bai Bai stood at the door, arms folded, with a wooden face, like bodyguards, did not come in, those two people walked in, Bai Bai stood Closed the door, still standing outside.

Zhang Jiu's eyes widened, and he ran down from the bed in an instant, but when he ran down, his legs were a little weak, and he knelt down in an instant. Duanmu Jinyang grabbed him and said, "Zhang Jiu, what are you doing?"

Zhang Jiu said excitedly: "No, no, nothing...it's okay, my wife...too excited, pen, pen, pen...do you have a pen, can you sign...can you sign it?"

Zhang Jiu's own language ability has not yet recovered, and as a result, he stuttered when he was excited, and the stuttering was very deep.

The two people who came in were black and white, no, they shouldn't be called human beings.

They had seen that man in black before, with a rather cold appearance and unsmiling eyes, it was Zhang Jiu's male god Xie Bi'an.

The person standing next to him was dressed in a white suit, and he didn't look so indifferent. He had a gentle smile on his face, with a gentle and honest expression, and a very pure yin energy exuded from his body. You can guess Guess it is the Eighth Master Fan Wushe.

Zhang Jiu rushed over in an instant and said, "Ba Ye, I, I, I... I am your fan, can you..."

He talked for a long time, stuttering and unable to speak, Fan Wushe was stunned for a moment, then laughed, he seemed to think that Zhang Jiu was very interesting, suddenly swiped his index finger in the air a few times, a piece of paper fell out of nowhere, on it With the words "Fan Wushe", it was signed in an instant and handed to Zhang Jiu.

Zhang Jiu was so excited that the wound on his forehead almost burst.

The corners of Fan Wushe's mouth are slightly curled up, he has a good temper, and looks very easy to get along with. Sure enough, the legends are true. Ba Ye is the kindest ghost in the underworld. He has no official airs, and it is said that Ba Ye is very upright. , and a little simple and honest, but this appearance is not simple and honest at all. The male god in Zhang Jiu's heart will change from the seventh master to the eighth master in an instant. Yes, Zhang Jiu is so fickle...

Fan Wushe's appearance is very gentle, and he always smiles. Although he is black and impermanent, he wears a white suit, which gives people a friendly appearance. When he smiles, his eyes are crooked, and there is a solitary smile on his left cheek. The dimples are even more friendly.

Fan Wushe stretched out his hand and gently touched Zhang Jiu's head, Zhang Jiu felt a cool feeling flowing from his head, all the wounds on his head healed instantly, and there was no pain at all.

Zhang Jiu almost lost his temper in an instant, and said, "Thank you...thank you..."

Fan Wushe said with a smile: "I should thank you for helping me a lot."

Standing on the side, Xie Bian put his hand around Fan Wushe's waist, separated Zhang Jiu and Fan Wushe, and didn't seem to like their too much physical contact, so he turned his head and quickly kissed Fan Wushe's lips.

Zhang Jiu became stunned for a moment, he didn't see that Qi Ye was announcing ownership to him, but he was stunned and a little surprised, Fan Wushe's pale face was instantly flushed, but he didn't refuse.

Xie Bi'an smiled and said, "Zhang Jiu, thank you for your help. We have other things to do, so let's go first and have a good rest."

Zhang Jiu still maintained a stunned posture, watching the two male gods walk out of the door, Bai Bai was still standing outside, as if they were guarding the door, Qi Ye and Ba Ye walked out, when they passed Bai Bai, Xie Bi'an was still there There was a pat on the shoulder, Bai Bai just nodded without giving a glance, the small movements of the two of them didn't seem to attract Zhang Jiu's attention, because Zhang Jiu was still in shock.

Seeing Zhang Jiu looking at other men so excitedly, Duanmu Jinyang immediately overturned the vinegar vat in his heart and drank a bowl of old vinegar, but when he saw Xie Bian kissing Fan Wushe, Duanmu Jinyang Instantly relaxed.

Because Zhang Jiu is out of action...

Zhang Jiu stared, still looking at the closed door, Duanmu Jinyang said: "Hey, are you stupid?"

Only then did Zhang Jiu come to his senses, and stammered, "I, I, I...my male god, he he he..."

Duanmu Jinyang raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

Looking at Duanmu Jinyang's calm expression, Zhang Jiu suddenly felt nothing. He stuttered and said, "I'm... a little surprised that the male god is not single, but he is really a good match. Ba Ye is so handsome!"

The jealous vat in Duanmu Jinyang's heart was overturned in an instant. Fan Wushe's appearance has nothing to do with being handsome. At most, it is good-looking, or beautiful, or soft.

Zhang Jiu didn't feel Duanmu Jinyang's jealousy at all, he fiddled with the signature on his hand, and said, "How about I sew the signature on the clothes?"

Duanmu Jinyang said speechlessly: "Why don't you just sew on the meat?"

Zhang Jiu hadn't heard of Duanmu Jinyang's sour tone, and immediately realized it and said: "Yes, it will wear out when sewn on the clothes, it will be exposed to the wind and sun, and it is not intimate enough. How about I stick it on the chest with adhesive strips? Duanmu You are so smart sir!"

Duanmu Jinyang: "..."

Zhang Jiu immediately lifted up his hospital gown, revealing his fair chest, and really figured out how to put his signature on it.

Duanmu Jinyang almost vomited blood when he saw it. The first reason was that Zhang Jiu had exposed his chest. He pushed up all the clothes. This situation was different from taking them off. He rolled up the clothes himself, bowed his head, Waist, the movements are so charming, it's like an invitation, and it's still wearing a hospital gown, it's almost like playing a doctor-patient game with Duanmu Jinyang.

Duanmu Jinyang's head was a little bloodshot for a moment, then he walked over with an expression on his face, grabbed the signature in his hand, threw it aside, and then pulled off his clothes.

Zhang Jiu felt that Duanmu Jinyang's body suddenly exuded something strange, especially enthusiastic, with a lot of plundering aura, and seemed a little "tempered"?As if angry.

Zhang Jiu didn't dare to move in an instant, letting Duanmu Jinyang grab his clothes.

Duanmu Jinyang put down Zhang Jiu's clothes, covered his chest, took a deep breath, his voice was slightly hoarse, and finally said three words: "Don't catch a cold..."