Retire from the human world

Because of venting his anger, Doctor Shen Nonggu finally extorted money from Shen Dong for a set of clothes.

An ordinary jumper and trousers are actually priced at [-], but they can't walk on the street wearing a blanket. In addition, Shen Dong thought that the bill was sent to Yu Kun. After touching the breathable and almost weightless clothes, he knew it was a cultivation The modified version of the world, so I didn't intend to argue and counter-offer.When he saw that it was Du Heng who paid the money, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he quickly pulled Du Heng aside: "The old man has a lot of inheritance?"

Forgive him for not having any respect for Du Heng's master.Such a fan of educating and teaching with an obviously abnormal brain circuit can only express deep sympathy for the apricot tree in Zhongnan Mountain, which has been mopped up N times, in addition to refusing to comment.

Other masters are worried about their apprentices being ignorant and naughty.Du Heng's master wandered around in the cave all day, so why didn't anyone come to find fault with him aggressively, saying that his apprentice had caused trouble?A master who has not helped his disciples clean up the mess is not a good master!A master who has never supported his apprentice and fought, has no confidence to speak out!

——Sure enough, Fen Chan taught and ruined his life.

Shen Dong thought a little convulsively, the old man is poor and useless, as a sword cultivator, he doesn't need magic weapons other than the sword at all, and it is absolutely impossible to take off his clothes before ascension and leave it to the apprentice as an inheritance, so there is only one cave, and the geographical location is a bit rough (Deep mountains and old forests), the interior decoration is very sloppy (it is said to be a cave, thank God if it is not leaking), and there is an apricot grove planted outside the cave. The wild species must be so dry that it cannot be sold.

So here comes the problem.

"Where does your money come from?"

"The salary of Shanhai.com."

"Just brag, I only get a monthly salary of [-] as a cashier, how much does your front desk supervisor earn, enough for you to spend like this?" Shen Dong was indignant.

"As long as it is reasonable, you can set the salary conditions of Shanhai.com at will, and you only need [-] yuan."

"..." Shen Dong was so sad and indignant that he couldn't even utter a word.

"Then there is the income from reselling the price difference." For example, the price difference between Zheng Changhou's environmental damage fund and the rain-seeking technique, and the source of Rakshasa living ghosts are resold. Du Heng looked at Shen Dong indifferently.

Shen Dong obviously also thought of the fact that he got money from Daoist Zhankong Master Pohuo one after another. Although he was not doing promotions, the public in the cultivation world is really easy to fool - this is because there are no false advertisements in the cultivation world or even lack of advertising. Caused by advertisements, you can see that mortals have been attacked and brainwashed by various advertisements for N years, and they have long cultivated an unparalleled and powerful resistance, and the world of comprehension is...

Du Heng remembered that Shen Dong was outside delivering food and being a hawker just to make money, so he blurted out, "I'll transfer you to the pre-sales service department when I go back."

"What?"

Shen Dong has only heard of after-sales service. The one in the supermarket is called the service desk. According to the category, it does belong to the jurisdiction of the front desk supervisor, but the pre-sales service is a magical department.

"In Shanhai.com, you can actually buy certain commodities through the hotline. Shanhai.com also has a special price list to sell goods or skills for customers."

For example, catch ghosts and ask for rain?This business is really well done, what kind of pre-sales service, it is a part-time intermediary at all.

Shen Dong's eyes lit up, this job sounds very promising.

——The field of comprehension has proved by practice that if the leader runs to open a supermarket, the membership card will become an ID card, and the backstage of the business is so hard that there is no way to touch it. This is the iron rice bowl.

For the first time in two months, Shen Dong felt relaxed all over, seeing the future full of hope, as if reborn, even walking lightly (wait, this is the effect of penetrating the spiritual energy, right?).

When walking out of the shop, Shen Dong stood on the street and turned his head to look.

Traditional Chinese medicine sits in the hall, and the words Miaoshouhuichun are crowded in the middle of the surrounding shops. The signboards are a bit deformed, and the outer walls are dirty and mottled. Unreliable scam shop.

In a way, they are right to be concerned.

——Because the doctor in this family is definitely practicing medicine without a license!

Can a person who has to worry about the four-level and six-level examinations of ordinary people still get a medical license?Don't dream, I guess he can't even get a false certificate.

Shen Dong was in such a good mood that he sang a few lines while walking.

"...a few families are happy, some are sad, and some are living on the streets."

How nice, at least I don't have to hide from city management on the streets in the future.

Du Heng walked behind, and suddenly frowned when he heard the lyrics.

Sword cultivators are not specialized in array spells. They can only say that they have a sense of the way of heaven at a high level, but only a practitioner with professional skills can pinch their fingers and barely know what they sense.For sword repairers, this thing is very tasteless, and mortals call it a premonition.

It's good to calm down for a few seconds, this bad premonition has nothing to do with him.

Du Heng simply put this matter behind him.

It is said that Yu Kun is gearing up to make a fortune, and the monsters and ghosts who are about to take the exam are frowning. There are joys and sorrows, but they are nothing!Because some people are so unlucky as to wander the streets!

Dragons and snakes are mixed around the railway station in the provincial capital. There are many private black cars parked. There are cakes sold by the side of the alley. Middle-aged women with hotel phone numbers and location signs are soliciting business around the square. They make several turns along the path. Walking to the bottom of the alley, there is a whole row of simple capsule hotels and hourly rooms for rest. The facades downstairs are food stalls and fast food box restaurants.

Just after nightfall, beer and crayfish have just been served, which happens to be the busiest time for business, and the tempting aroma wafts out all the time.There is only a street lamp every few meters in the alley, and a head slowly emerges from the darkness behind the trash can at the bottom of the alley.

The eyes are red, the face is covered with hair, and the hair is a mess.

Seeing it suddenly at night would probably scare people to death, but fortunately, the head retracted quickly.

The trash cans at the bottom of the alley are full, and there are many peeled fish scales and vegetable leaves. The ground within one and a half meters nearby is also a mess, and there is still sewage flowing. Not to mention pedestrians, even cyclists can't wait to walk around walk.

In such a bad place, a whisper came:

"Old...boss, what should we do now?"

"Call me Boss, the restaurant has collapsed, so why call me Boss!"

Zheng Changhou dragged back one of his subordinates who smelled the aroma of raw meat and couldn't help showing his head. It was a flying stiff. Although it had been practiced for thousands of years, it could only squat there pitifully. Its limbs could move, but it was just slightly stiff.

"Boss, I'm so hungry."

"Would you rather go hungry or go out and be eaten?" Zheng Changhou angrily kicked it back into the pile of zombies.

All the zombies shuddered for a while, their long hairs trembled, and then lay still.

"Tsk."

Zheng Changhou watched the situation outside carefully.

On the top of the trash can is a very inconspicuous broken mirror, about the size of a palm, with a very old style, and there is no beautiful frame with fine carvings.

"Snapped!"

A passing resident dropped a bag of household garbage, which happened to fall into the trash can.

Then something weird happened, the bag of trash slowly tilted as if its center of gravity was unstable, and finally fell out of the trash can with a crash, revealing the broken mirror.

The moon came out, and it was about to be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, so it was supposed to be very round and bright.But under the light reflection of street lamps and food stalls, the moonlight is not very conspicuous.

But in the dark garbage dump, the mirror reflected light brightly, and even involuntarily gathered the aura brought by the moonlight, so the vision reappeared in the garbage can, half of the durian shell slowly moved, and the inner shell was lifted slightly , and then fell against the broken mirror cover.

The thorny shell of the durian is facing the sky, and the lower half is stuck on a broken leather shoe, which just reveals a big gap, allowing the mirror to barely see the outside situation - no doubt, this is the entrance of the night restaurant. The big mirror, this is a magic weapon. Now the interior decoration is completely destroyed, but it can barely be shrunk down for use in escape.

Zheng Changhou wandered around in the mirror angrily, his slippers slapping.

What do these heads in the cultivation world do with their brains!You actually let Erling run out from the Netherworld, and that old broken Taoist priest told you to make money if you have nothing to do. Hmph, you are unlucky.deserve it!But Daoist Pohuo, you were unlucky alone, and you even dragged Ben into the water, and even showed the way to the second! !

When I see you once in the future, let my subordinates chase and bite you once!

"Bastard Yu Kun, damn Du Heng! I pay so much environmental damage fees every year, they dare to ignore my personal safety, first they caused my restaurant to be smashed down, and then another evil spirit came..."

Several waiters in the restaurant were eaten by Erling's men, and Erling also caught a flying zombie, pretending not to see Zheng Changhou running away in panic, showing a cruel smile like a cat catching a mouse.

"That guy whose heart is not as big as a sesame seed, he met on the battlefield hundreds of years ago and laughed at him a few words." Zheng Changhou regretted it. There is a kind of person in this world. It doesn't matter, that is Du Heng.But there is still a kind of person in this world, you just accidentally said a wrong sentence, but he firmly remembers it, that is a second loss.

It might have been just anger at first, but later it was discovered that Zheng Changhou had successfully slipped away time and time again, anger has turned into fun, and now it has become a must-have activity on the schedule of the second nemesis—to find Xiao Hanba to play with.

"If I succeed in escaping back this time, I must go to Shanhai.com to return the goods!" Zheng Changhou waved his arms angrily.

Just considering the day when the barrier of Beiman Mountain will be broken, in order to avoid the fatal second burden, Zheng Changhou is selling everything, even snatching and selling all the funerary objects in the tombs of his subordinates. Tian Yanzong bought this mirror and opened a restaurant to make ends meet. What happened!

He can tell at a glance that the mirror is a magic weapon, what else can he say, just run away—you forget that he is so powerful, put the mirror in front of his eyes and you hide in it, it's no different from deceiving your ears.

A zombie said foolishly: "Boss, this is a trash can, nothing will happen!"

"That's right." Zheng Changhou just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly!

"—Awakening from dead branches and rotten leaves is the desolate ending of Fengshen..."

"Boss, your phone is ringing!"

"I know!" Zheng Changhou glared fiercely at Fei Zhi, who stretched out his arms, firmly refusing to admit that he was almost scared to death by the sudden ringtone just now, and grabbed the wine-red shell Nokia with a lot of buttons.

"Zheng Changhou, I'm Yu Kun, Shanhai.com is going to resume business, you hurry up and bring your flying zombie delivery team to help. Within six hours, I will pay for environmental damage!"

"Fuck your destruction fee, Yu Kun, where did you go? How did you change your number? I called you desperately just now, and they all said that you don't exist. Where did you go so that you don't exist? Did you leave the earth? Don't talk nonsense, Hurry up and save people!"

"Ha, you don't have 'people' there!"

Just kidding, Zheng Changhou was so angry that he was about to smoke, and yelled at the phone:

"Hurry up, I'm being targeted by the second..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a hoarse laughter from outside the trash can.

"Little Hanba, I found it!"

The call was cut off suddenly, and the voice from outside the magic weapon could not be heard in the call. Yu Kun inexplicably yelled at an apple he just bought several times, but he could only hear the busy tone.Dial again.

"Sorry, the person you dialed has switched off."

Yu Kun was dumbfounded for five seconds, and decisively started calling Du Heng.

Let's talk about the trash can, at a critical moment, he guessed that the second person was found by following the aura signal of the mobile phone. Zheng Changhou immediately cut off the phone, quickly disassembled the case of the mobile phone, and replaced the spiritual power receiver version modified by the cultivation world inside. board thrown away.Then he felt dizzy as if he was suffocating, and he was so nervous that he was like a zombie just unearthed, his neck, hands and feet were all stiff, and he could only stare at the guy covered in silver chains outside the mirror.

Closer, closer.

Zheng Changhou clenched his fists. If he wanted to go all out, it would not be difficult for him to run away, but what should he do with a group of men?

The second bearer was already standing next to the trash can, with a cruel and evil smile, and according to the position judged by the fluctuation of spiritual power just now, he suddenly grabbed the durian shell and was about to open it.

"Hey, what is this?"

Although the durian is full of spikes, the Nether Demon doesn't take it seriously.

The stench of the trash can only made him turn his head slightly. When he picked up the durian shell, the mirror sank silently into the garbage, and he happened to be looking at the opened durian shell.

"Uh, cough, what does it smell like?"

The second leader threw the durian away suddenly, became dizzy, and fell headlong into the arms of his loyal subordinate.

"My lord, my lord?"

Bai Mangwei didn't know what happened, looked at the trash can vigilantly, thought it was a trap, and quickly ran away with his master in his arms.

"..."

Just when Zheng Changhou hadn't recovered.

An old man in the clothes of a sanitation worker walked over slowly, swept the durian shells thrown far away into the trash can, shook his head, "Young people nowadays", and then cleaned around the trash can, suddenly found the Broken mirror.

Wipe it with your sleeve, hey, it's quite shiny, but it's ugly.

The sanitation old man happily put the mirror into a plastic bag in front of the garbage truck, where there were still many usable things picked up from the garbage dump.

"Oh, there's just a lack of a mirror."

"..."

Uncle, what you picked up was not a mirror, it was a nest of zombies!A nest full!

The author has something to say: How many families are happy and how many are sad, and how many families are living on the streets——The lyrics come from Mo Mingqimiao's "Meeting the Moon Again in Kyushu"