It's not illegal

Wearing a green apron in a convenience store, sitting at the checkout counter reading Cambridge physics lectures, the fairy face really lives up to expectations (?) He is a master.

This time, Du Ling didn't need to remind him, he noticed the existence of the source of resentment.

Taking the salt bag from the parrot's mouth and putting it aside, Xiao Li tapped the tender yellow hair on the back of the parrot's head with his fingers, and said, "You are clever, but where did you get the salt?"

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(●V●)! ! ?

Blind student, you have discovered Huadian——

Du Ling reminded himself that he couldn't be square, and he had to hang on to this innocent face that I, an Australian bird, couldn't understand Chinese very well.Although the conditions are limited, I have to take the initiative to reveal some IQ, but the portable space cannot be exposed, otherwise it will not be called IQ exposure but IQ drop (.

But in fact, Master Bird tilted his head and blinked his eyes trying to pretend to be innocent was meaningless, because Xiao Li just asked casually and didn't intend to pursue his little secret.

His attention was already on the ivory necklace that had stained the entire bag of salt.

"Demon bone?" There was a perplexed expression on the wooden face that had been stiff for many years, and then it became really cold: "A monster with an enlightened mind can only be born when its bones are pulled out alive. Where did you get it? This thing?"

Xiao Li's tone was a little harsh, and it was only then that Du Ling realized that he usually treats him very gently, because if this fairy face is serious, it will scare the bird to death.

At least when he was seen by those deep and bottomless black eyes, his brain was tied up, and he told the truth without thinking: "This is made of ivory, and poachers often find it before the elephant is dead. Just take away the front teeth, this is probably what you call a bone-thumping bone."

However, he didn't know if the elephant that died unjustly was some kind of "monster with early enlightenment". It's too disillusioned that the monster can be killed so easily.

But if it's just a mutant beast like a tabby, it's true that it will fall under the shotgun... Could it be that becoming a spirit is actually an ancient name for mutation?Variation is a modern scientific explanation?

Du Ling felt that he was a bit out of his wits again, so he had better figure out what was going on before him first: "Someone gave this to a young office worker girl, and her pet cat was affected a little crazy, take this with me as well." When it came out, I wanted to take it back and ask you to purify it."

After finishing speaking fluently without a pause, Du Ling looked at the fairy face expectantly and waited for the answer. He tilted his head and pretended to be cute for a while before realizing that the dish was broken this time. Isn't this completely exposed!

No longer able to pretend to be a little spiritual animal that could brazenly sell (play) cute (lause), Master Niao immediately shrank his neck and swallowed his saliva.

——Well, if Immortal Face insisted on slaying demons and demons, he would take off straight up with a kick of his legs, smash through the windows and run away to work!

Unexpectedly, Xiao Li was not shocked by his excellent language expression ability at all, but accepted it very calmly. If he put it more subjectively, Du Ling felt that he looked at him as if he was saying 'very good, you finally exposed'.

...Could it be that he had been discovered long ago?But when you find out, you will find out. Why do you keep silent? It’s so hard for me to pretend to be stupid. Do you understand what kind of torture it is to let a sunflower parrot go against the nature of the race every day and shut up for more than twelve hours? !

Master Bird conveyed his resentment with his little peas.

But in fact, parrots are also a typical creature with facial paralysis, so the resentment towards Ai was naturally not conveyed, and some kind of misunderstanding naturally continued to exist.

"Purification..." Repeated Du Ling's request noncommittally, Xiao Li directly held the necklace with his hands and brought it up in front of him, the thick black air lingering on the blood tooth beads seemed to be afraid of something , the tentacle-shaped filaments of resentment tried their best to float in the opposite direction, not daring to approach him at all.

Such a phenomenon increased Du Ling's confidence in Xiao Li.

Sure enough, the one with the face of a fairy must be a real fairy, and such a light-hearted glance to break the falsehood is the real superior demeanor, and it looks more reliable than those charlatans who make nonsense benefactors, your face has turned black, and you seem to have a bloody disaster recently.

I just don't know what method to use to purify it this time?Simple salt exorcism is definitely not enough, so is the egg method?Glutinous rice method?It's still the rooster blood boy beep... oh, forgive him, because the previous three yuan and five tricks are too down-to-earth, all the tricks that come to mind are such folk tricks.

However, if it is really some kind of yellow paper talisman that spontaneously ignites when encountering evil, a sword that cuts ghosts and sees blood out of thin air, or a sound and light fantasy blockbuster that automatically guides Fengshui aura without wind, he is also looking forward to it!

Under the nervous watch of Du Ling's round bird eyes eager to seek knowledge, Xiao Shenxian began to practice.

I saw him holding the necklace flat with one hand, and making a magic gesture with the other hand. Putting two jade-colored fingers together, he drew mysterious and complicated lines in the air, and finally tapped on the part of the necklace where the most black mist and blood had condensed, coldly. Shouted: "Broken—"

... However, nothing happened, and the black threads of resentment condensed by the dead creatures didn't even shake.

Could it be that the effect of this spell also causes procrastination...?

Du Ling was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect the possibility that it wouldn't work, so he continued to wait with his eyes wide open.

But Xiao Li had already retracted his posture, raised his hand to his lips and coughed: "Sure enough."

The voice is still cool and pleasant, but it can vaguely taste a bit of embarrassment.

...You still give me a real answer? ?

So you knew from the very beginning that you were a fake!Sure enough, good-looking men are all emotional liars! !Master Bird exploded into a ball in annoyance, his fantasy of a peerless expert was shattered, and the status of the wooden-faced owner in his heart plummeted, and he fell into a fool who had a slightly stronger inspiration and hit a blind cat to kill a mouse every minute.

Knowing that you can't make it, why do you put on such a posture? I thought you were lifting weights lightly, but in the end you couldn't figure it out. You were really drunk.

As if feeling the silent condemnation from his own parrot, Xiao Li explained with a cold face: "I use martial arts to enter Taoism, and I am not proficient in the art of exorcising evil spirits. Moreover, I need to seal my cultivation base to practice in the mortal world, so I cannot forcefully expel resentment with spiritual power."

Clearly, the flat and flat voice lacked ups and downs, but it revealed a bit of grievance.

It's a pity that Uncle Du is not the kind of handsome man who pretends to be pitiful and puts the electricity on, then covers his face and screams to forgive him. He is just a child, a brain-dead nympho girl. As a straight and straight man, he only tilts his head in disdain and squints contemptuously Seeing people mocking: Heh, I'll just quietly watch you pretend.

I have even broken out the seal and cultivation base of descending to the earth to practice, should I call my left eye, which has been sleeping for a long time, it's time to wake up?

As expected of the out-of-school children in mountain villages who have not completed the nine-year compulsory education, the lack of treatment for the second terminal disease can be regarded as the late stage.

But considering that recently he has switched to mathematics, physics and chemistry, and loves science, maybe he is also trying to save himself. Du Ling couldn't bear to provoke this young man who was brainwashed by feudal bad ideas too much. He silently complained and let it go The topic: "So how do we deal with this?"

He was very considerate and didn't mention purification anymore, and it was also because of the feeding of three meals a day plus dessert, giving his owner a step down.

I would probably say to find a temple with a efficacious effect and light a lamp to worship it, or make an incense candlestick for it at home... Isn't that what old superstitious old ladies in rural areas do.

"Burn it." Xiao Li lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then gave a simple three-word answer.

Σ(°△°) What the hell?

It's so simple and rude, this is 10,000+!

However, after being shocked, Du Ling also felt that this was a good way. After all, such illegal items that were hunted bloodily for huge profits should be burned for public display if they were dealt with according to the law.

As for the fact that the male and female cats want to pay less money for the necklace, the young master should not lack such a necklace. As long as she returns a jewelry that is more expensive than 10,000+, she is unwilling to sleep with others and is greedy for money. Isn't the suspicion of dropping the necklace self-defeating?

As for Master Bird, he just doesn’t have much else. There are really a lot of jewelry collected in the shopping space of the end of the world. Anyway, they are still piled up, so it’s better to use them as favors.

The little brother got into trouble, and as the boss, he had to endorse them. Du Ling felt that he was really a serious and responsible big brother.

"Do you have a pen or paper? Lend me some." Of course Du Ling knew where Xiao Li kept the things Xiao Li used for reading and taking notes, but now that everyone had started communicating, he was no longer ashamed to take them by himself.

After getting the pen and paper, Du Ling picked up the pen and began to write an anonymous letter about good people and good deeds. Don't say that it is an advantage to dress up as a parrot. It is very flexible to write with a pen, and it is also very stable on one foot. If this is a more popular meow There are no such benefits for star dogs.

As for the crooked handwriting uglier than a dog crawling... How many years ago was the last time I picked up a pen to write something other than my name?After struggling for a long time in the last days, the skills are rusty.

Bird Master was shaking his head and wagging his tail to make up the lyrics, in order to get a probation for Grandpa Ya. Don’t really be hated because he has a home and can’t go back, so he heard the false great immortal pointing out Jiangshan again: “You don’t need to tell the mortals so clearly. They can't know about it, it will violate the standard law of Yaozu's mortal life, and you may be punished if it spreads to the supervisor's ears."

You haven't given up on this rhetoric yet?Can't you quietly appreciate my uncle's brush strokes?The black eyeballs were too big, and the parrot, who was technically difficult to roll his eyes, smacked his jaws.

But the mortal standard method is a bit familiar... I seem to have heard similar sayings somewhere?

Du Ling thought about it for a second and then threw it aside. In the end, he didn't believe in the words of the elder who claimed that his power was sealed. He only felt that the road to training the younger brother was a long way to go.

"Young people, dream less and read more. We must believe in scientific materialism, get rid of superstitions, and admit that there are no gods and monsters in this world." So don't think that a few random gestures are magic, there is no such thing.

"...Then what are you?"

"Me? I'm a smart, witty and cute parrot. You must know that the world is full of wonders. The evolution of intelligent species is also very scientific, except for particularly intelligent individuals." Encouraging the arrogance of feudal superstition, so killing Du Ling would not be said.

Xiao Li was speechless and could only be convinced by his cheeky boasting and nonsense, and realized that there are indeed many strange sophistry schools in the mortal world that are worth learning and adapting to.

But Du Ling can be regarded as the first friend he met during the experience, seeing how hard he worked so hard to keep his identity secret (?), Xiao Li thought that he should kindly remind him.

"Now that you know that I am not a mortal, there is no need to strictly abide by the Basic Law to conceal the identity of the demon cultivator."

Basic Law—see also Basic Law, will there be a Demon Representative Assembly of the Demon Affairs Academy next?The compilation of this set is quite satisfactory. After all, which mental hospital was not closed properly and the residents' collective creations were leaked out.

Du Ling didn't have the energy to complain anymore, feeling like he was completely lost.

"Oh, you're not a mortal, so who are you?" Remembering that he couldn't take out jewelry from the space in front of Xiao Li, and naturally he couldn't write an anonymous letter to a white-collar worker, Du Ling simply pushed the pen and paper, Sha Matt's hair and head tilted, and he played his game with the other party.

Hearing this question, Xiao Li's expression suddenly turned solemn, and he raised his hands and clasped his fists and said in a solemn voice: "I am the 49th generation descendant of the Lingtian School. It’s just an expedient strategy with too few people cultivating, and the lack of qualifications has to seal the cultivator’s base to come here to experience, I’ve been cultivating hard since I was a child, and I don’t know anything about the world of mortals, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Du.”

Oh~~God.

He really is an extraordinary and incomparable big man, whom he has admired for a long time without respect or respect.

— Do you think I would say that?

Don't be too sweet [doge]

In fact, Du Ling's only thought at this moment is: If you keep blowing nonsense like this, I really want to call the police!