I can't get enough to feed you

Ji Xuanyuan faced the 72-year-old Mori Jiro with a shy expression on his face, and thought in his heart, oh my god, this is so ugly to a new level, as ugly as the earth and as ugly as the Milky Way!

What the hell is this old man doing, why is he making such an expression on me? !

Mr. Mori Jiro, with inexplicable and unknown goosebumps all over his body, felt ashamed in front of Ji Xuanyuan, ashamed of his ugliness, and saddened that he was deeply involved in supernatural events and could not sleep all day and night.

Mori Jiro asked sadly and sadly: "The purpose is the same, but not the same way? Xuanyuan-Jun, is this a magic horse?"

Facing this shy face, Ji Xuanyuan couldn't keep his rare smile on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched and twitched, but he didn't do so.

Ji Xuanyuan simply replied with a blank face: "The purpose is to solve this supernatural incident for Mr. Mao Li, but the reason for helping Mr. Mao Li is different. Ouyang is out of the duty and principle of the demon hunter who is born to kill demons and eliminate demons." , I am because, Mr. Maori, I suspect that this supernatural event that you encountered has something to do with me."

Mr. Mori Jiro's eyes were obviously blank, he opened his mouth wide, said "ah", and looked at Ji Xuanyuan very modestly and confused: "Xuanyuan-jun, I think maybe my Chinese is not good enough, you mean, I Is what happened to you related?"

Ji Xuanyuan smiled lightly and nodded.

Mori Jiro also nodded suddenly: "Oh, that's what it means—what does it have to do with you?! How could it have anything to do with you?! By the way! Why do you know that day? Do you know what happened that day?"

Ji Xuanyuan thought, of course I don't know, I am completely amnesiac, I even forgot my whole life, how can I remember you, a bad old man, even if I do, I still have to remember some beautiful people and things in my life, Why do I remember you?

Whoever I want to remember, I must at least remember such a beautiful boy as Xiao Jiang!

Ji Xuanyuan complained in his heart, but smiled at Mori Jiro: "I was also in that club that day."

Mori Jiro's eyes widened: "Are you also at the scene?"

Ji Xuanyuan smiled mysteriously and remained silent.

Mori Jiro saw that Ji Xuanyuan was becoming more and more mysterious, and he seemed very high and unpredictable, although he didn't look like a fairy-tale, world-class expert like Zhang Tianshi.

And when it comes to appearance, Ji Xuanyuan and Zhang Tianshi are both in the business of catching monsters and eliminating demons, Ji Xuanyuan's appearance is particularly disadvantaged - he looks like he is eating with his good skin, even if he has monstrous mana , but with this appearance, everyone still thinks that even if he is rich, he got it from a rich woman.

But Ji Xuanyuan always wore a confident and profound smile, and he seemed to have the temperament of an outsider.

However, Mori Jiro lived for 62 years first, and it can be considered that his life has been ups and downs for most of his life, and he is still alive and well.

If he hadn't personally experienced supernatural events, in his past knowledge, whether it was Zhang Tianshi or Ji Xuanyuan, they were both lacking in arms and legs, and they could not work well because of shameless tricks and abductions.

Therefore, Mr. Mori Jiro's heart, looking at Ji Xuanyuan's mysterious and unpredictable face, he was wandering back and forth between whether this person really has two brushes, what a master, and this person is a liar who is telling me.

One heart, but two petals, Mr. Mori Jiro vacillated from side to side, looking at Ji Xuanyuan in surprise: "Xuanyuan-jun, actually, even if you tell what happened that day, it won't prove anything... After all, my second It was on the social news the next day, and my assistant told me that I was also on a Weibo hot search, and the highest ranking was 23, and then I was suppressed by a certain male celebrity cheating on a certain female celebrity... Well, neither do I. I know what Weibo is, but where I was that day and something happened, it is easy to find out."

"So Xuanyuan-kun." Morijiro put on a serious face, "You need to say something that will convince me more."

Ji Xuanyuan thought to himself, this Japanese old man is not stupid, damn it, he has been haunted by evil spirits for such a long time, how could he still stay awake without losing his mind?

Meng Xiaojiang sat on one side, he hesitated, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to follow. Hearing that Grandpa Mori Jiro also mentioned the clubhouse that day, Meng Xiaojiang was extremely hesitant, not knowing whether he should speak, Tell the reality that he was there that day too.

Ji Xuanyuan spoke before Meng Xiaojiang made his decision. He fixedly looked at Morijiro. Under this gaze, Mourijiro shrank his neck subconsciously for some reason. He felt the goosebumps on his arms rise again just after they fell. !He was sure, he was a little afraid of Ji Xuanyuan's gaze!

"Mr. Mao Li..." Ji Xuanyuan said slowly, "In the clubhouse that day, what you encountered was a supernatural event, but I came to you and was willing to solve the problem for you because I also encountered a supernatural event there that day. "

Ji Xuanyuan grinned, revealing a row of eight teeth that were so white that they were so white: "You encountered a supernatural event that day and that place, and I also encountered a supernatural event that day and that place. If it is just a coincidence, let's speculate boldly. We had exactly the same thing."

Jiro Mori looked at Ji Xuanyuan. It was a sunny day, and the temperature outside was still hot. He looked at Ji Xuanyuan's pure eyeballs that looked darker because of his white face, and found that Ji Xuanyuan also had an evil spirit.

Just as he was thinking about it in such a horrified manner, upon hearing Ji Xuanyuan's words, Mr. Mori Jiro immediately shouted: "You also met that woman?"

Ji Xuanyuan rolled his eyes and smiled, and he quickly controlled his smile to a polite and restrained smile. Ji Xuanyuan nodded pretendingly: "That's why I came here."

Mr. Mori Jiro really shed two lines of tears this time, before Ji Xuanyuan continued to pretend to be X, Mr. Mori Jiro had already opened the floodgates, and he no longer suspected that Ji Xuanyuan was a liar who came to deceive and abduct him.

In fact, someone told him that China has the Oriental Warlock Alliance, which belongs to the China Public Prosecution Law, because it is too clear and systematic, and Mori Jiro feels that Ouyang and his group are more like a large-scale charlatan alliance than Zhang Tianshi. .

Ji Xuanyuan was about to continue pretending to be a master, but he didn't expect that Mr. Morijiro would be so easily poked into the pain in his heart, and he would take the initiative to talk about what happened that day.

Ouyang always wanted to cut in and interrupt Ji Xuanyuan, because he found that he had become a marginal figure before he knew it. The old man Mori Jiro only had Ji Xuanyuan in his eyes, without him as Master Ou.

But just now, when Ji Xuanyuan talked about the incident of moving the chair, Ouyang calmed down and remembered Ji Xuanyuan's identity as a big monster, and belatedly regained his respect for Ji Xuanyuan.

He secretly thought, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don’t bully the young and poor, sooner or later the young master will find the place, so that one day you will kneel down and call daddy while singing conquest——

So Ouyang sat on the chair holding his nose, silently enduring his marginalization.Ouyang actually has the advantage of being open minded besides the second illness, so he thought optimistically, I can wait for Ji Xuanyuan to finish talking... I will talk to Morijiro again, Ji Xuanyuan will not be able to find his shining, powerful However, he is still very confident in bluffing an ordinary person like Mori Jiro.

Ji Xuanyuan didn't know that Ouyang next to him gave himself a complete psychological construction in less than a minute, and thought that 1 years later, he would kneel down and call his father to sing "Conquer".

Ji Xuanyuan had already pricked up his ears and opened his eyes seriously, not letting go of Mori Jiro's facial expressions and body movements, nor missing every word Mori Jiro said.

At the beginning, Mr. Mori Jiro still needed to organize his language well. After he said a few words, his speech became smoother and smoother, and his mood became more and more excited, angry and frightened.

The last emotion is quite incompatible with the first two, but Mr. Mori Jiro is still excited and angry, and expresses his mental journey with panic and fear.

It turns out that Mr. Mori Jiro loves Chinese culture, so he spends a month to visit China every year. This time, Mr. Mori Jiro accepted the invitation of his acquaintances and went to a high-priced club to eat, drink and play. By the way, he was accompanied by a professional lady in the club Playing, I didn't expect him to encounter inhumane things at his age!

"I'm old, but I still meet inhumans! Is this something done by humans?" Mr. Mori Jiro said here, wiping away tears of grief and indignation.

Ji Xuanyuan sighed twice at the right time, expressing his sympathy for Mr. Mori Jiro very sincerely and politely.

At the same time, Ji Xuanyuan thought to himself, woman, woman, who is this woman?It seems that the identity is not just as simple as a senior chicken!

The two young men, Meng Xiaojiang and Ouyang, thought to themselves in surprise that this Mori Jiro was a lot older, so it was fine if he was cheated of his money, but he could also be cheated of his feelings?

Mori Jiro wiped away his tears again, and before Ji Xuanyuan could continue to ask, he continued, aggrieved and weeping, "It's okay to meet non-human beings, but she is so beautiful and has the style of an oriental beauty, who knows It really is a femme fatale, there is a saying in your China, the more beautiful you are, the more poisonous you are."

Ji Xuanyuan nodded thoughtfully: "It's very beautiful, it seems that what we met should be the same non-human, so what happened to this non-human?"

"What did you do to Mr. Mori again?"

Mr. Morijiro closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and lifted his neck, revealing his very unsightly neck covered with neck lines: "Look for yourself—what did she do to me!"

Ji Xuanyuan, Meng Xiaojiang, and Ouyang are all clear-eyed, not myopic at all, and all of them have normal eyesight. The three of them stretched their necks together. From a distance, it makes people think that Mr. Mori Jiro did three things in front of him. A goose with a long neck.

With good eyesight, the three big geese stared at Mourijiro's unsightly neck carefully. Finally, all three of them saw two mung bean-shaped, Scabbed blood holes.

Ouyang's brain turned the fastest, and Meng Xiaojiang also trembled. The two subconsciously thought of the race that was once popular in romance, fantasy, fantasy and other novels.

Ouyang frowned, and blurted out: "Vampire?"

Ji Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows: "The vampire bat has become a spirit?"

Mr. Mori Jiro retracted his neck, because he was surrounded by three young men, so he complained a little shyly: "Don't you agree on the conclusion?"

Ji Xuanyuan said: "Since you are in China, you should do as the Romans do. I think in China, the probability of encountering bat spirits should be greater than the probability of encountering vampires. After all, bat spirits are natives, and vampires are imported. Besides, they are not Most of them live in Europe, are all barbarians with high noses and deep eyes?"

Strange, how do I know this, how do I know about vampires, what the hell did I do before?Ji Xuanyuan paused for a moment, and soon he added casually: "This oriental beauty doesn't look like those Western bastards."

Ouyang showed a thoughtful expression: "Is this a Chinese woman?"

Mr. Mori Jiro was led into reasoning, he hesitated and replied: "At least Little Rose must be an Asian woman."

Ji Xuanyuan and Ouyang thought at the same time that this "non-human" was called Little Rose, and they were taken aback for a moment, there must be no one named Little Rose.

Ji Xuanyuan coughed, and tentatively said with a calm face: "This little rose has a good name, and people are as delicate and attractive as roses."

Mori Jiro let out a long sigh. Under the questioning eyes of Ji Xuanyuan and others, he opened the desk drawer tremblingly, and took out a printed document on A4 white paper.

Holding the document with a pair of old hands like dead tree bark, Mori Jiro looked at the three young men in front of him, and handed it to Ji Xuanyuan without hesitation.

Ji Xuanyuan took the document, Erlang raised his legs, and Ouyang and Meng Xiaojiang also consciously leaned over their heads, and the three of them read the document together.

The content of the document is only two light pages, perhaps to take care of Mr. Mori Jiro, and the font is also enlarged and bold, so the content of the two pages is actually quite small, but a few paragraphs and a one-inch-sized The photos tell the story of a girl named Chen Qingqing's life.

Meng Xiaojiang reads novels and browses forums all year round, and quickly reads the content at a glance, and finally returns to the original inch photo.

The inch photo is an ID photo, only one inch in size, with a bust on a red background. Such a small photo shrinks all the facial features into a small ball, but Meng Xiaojiang still sees from such an ID photo. The 20-year-old girl named Chen Qingqing came out with a very beautiful face.

Ouyang's reading speed was about the same as that of Meng Xiaojiang, and soon his eyes fell on the photo, and at the same time, he and Meng Xiaojiang expressed emotion about Chen Qingqing's life experience in just a few paragraphs, which was probably unimaginable to them. Life.

Chen Qingqing was born in a poor mountain village in Shandong. When Meng Xiaojiang saw this place, he thought to himself that this was still his hometown.

But Chen Qingqing, a fellow villager, is not as lucky as Meng Xiaojiang. She has a pair of unreliable but at least extremely responsible parents who take care of their children and have no worries about food and clothing.

Chen Qingqing not only has a poor family, but her parents are unusual compared to other families. Chen Qingqing has an old bachelor father and a mentally handicapped mother who was picked up by the old bachelor father.

Such a couple obviously have empty brains and no thoughts, but they are like animals, they know how to reproduce, and they only know how to give birth to children blindly, and treat them equally regardless of whether they are male or female. ——They have no ability to provide their sons and daughters with a growth environment where they can even eat enough and not starve to death.

Chen Qingqing’s family relies on the village committee for poverty alleviation—yes, such a poor mountain village also has a village committee. The old father in the family and the cubs born by the mentally handicapped mother on time every year rely on the village committee to send some corn and sweet potatoes for poverty alleviation.

Occasionally rely on some kind-hearted people in the village to feed a few cubs in their family with leftovers.

According to Mr. Mori Jiro's information, Chen Qingqing is probably, probably, the third child in her family, and is a rare kid with a normal IQ. At least Chen Qingqing's elder brother and second sister are exactly the same as her mentally handicapped mother, and her IQ is definitely not higher than ninety.

With the popularization of the nine-year compulsory education in the country, Chen Qingqing was taken by college students from the village committee who came to the mountain village to help the poor, and went to elementary school and junior high school. With nine years of compulsory education, writing and counting is no problem.

Then in this year, Chen Qingqing, who graduated from junior high school, and most of the teenagers in his village, went out to work without continuing to study.

At this point in the information, it is intimately shown that there are still six cubs alive in Chen Qingqing's family at this time. In fact, in Chen Qingqing's 15 years of life at this time, her mentally handicapped mother should have given birth to double-digit cubs one after another. .

But even if there is a village committee to help the poor, these ten or so little cubs are like pigs, ducks, cattle and sheep, like small animals, who have not yet grown up and died without life without knowing whether their IQs are normal.

Chen Qingqing’s first stop to work was a canning factory in the south. She stayed there for two years. Afterwards, the canning factory introduced new machines, and no manual labor was needed for canning. The canning factory ushered in a wave of laid-off workers. She was also honorably laid off, and then Chen Qingqing probably worked for some time in many factories and small restaurants in the following year—but not for long, probably because she was not full.

Then, two months before Chen Qingqing's birthday, she went to sea and became one of the vast group of prostitutes in China.

The subsequent information gave a detailed example of Chen Qingqing's journey from a township nightclub to Shanghai, where she became a senior female publicist in a high-end club.In this high-end club in Shanghai, Chen Qing stayed for half a year, and went home to attend the funeral once in the middle. Her house caught fire, and her old immortal animal father and mentally handicapped mother were burned to ashes together with her mentally handicapped brothers and sisters. , her whole family was dead except for her.

Seeing Meng Xiaojiang and Ou Yang's admiration, Chen Qingqing's journey as a prostitute can also be called an inspirational life drama. From a low-level prostitute to a high-end club lady, it seems to have achieved a leap in career path, just like a town The little clerk struggled to the inspiration of a Shanghai female white-collar worker.

But it's not very inspirational, anyway, the money I earn can't afford a house in Shanghai.