The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Li Manyun, Anping, and Yutong walked out of the bathroom first. After evolution, Yutong's skin changed from black to slightly dark, and the cracks on his face disappeared a lot. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was an African child.

Cen Jin glanced at Li Manyun, and asked abruptly, "You have also evolved?"

Li Manyun was taken aback for a moment, then said, "I'm not sure."

She didn't follow Wei Wei, her recipes tended to be human, and her gloomy and weird temperament became weaker day by day. Later, she studied scriptures with Wei Wei in Wei Town, and she had unique insights into the interpretation of Mahayana Buddhism, and her breath became stronger day by day. Peaceful, a small red mole grows between her eyebrows, like a small Guanyin.

Cen Jin was puzzled, thinking to find out later.

The people who came out next were Xindong, Baimu, Daoyouming and the Gothic man, and then there were some human-like white coats and ghosts disguised as shadows. Good to teach other weirdness.

Li Manyun's third child became stiff and bitter when he heard the words.

Cen Jin turned a blind eye to it, thinking coldly that jade could not be cut into a tool, so he heard the gurgling sound, looked along the sound, and found that it was the copper bell head with black coal balls wrapped around his body trying to act as the tenth place for traveling.

It was discovered at this time that the two little ones were sweating visibly to the naked eye.

Cen Jin flipped them back with his toes: "You guys don't look good, so you can't go out."

The copper bell exploded immediately, "Why! You discriminate against us for being ugly!!"

The black coal ball bared its teeth and protested softly: "I didn't understand the structure of the Kunlun Copper City at all. How to clean the small parts? I will take this opportunity to go out and learn new knowledge."

The goth man interjected: "What knowledge? Knowledge of sewers?"

The black briquette raised its head, wanting to refute but had nothing to say, because it can only pass through the sewer and repair parts, and the latter has not had a chance to play so far.

Cen Jin: "Okay, it's a rare opportunity to come out this time. Since other weirdnesses give you the opportunity, I can't object. In this way, I bought a basketball and put the copper bell head in it as a fake basketball, and the black briquettes as a backpack hanger. Don't run around, don't scare others."

Tonglingtou and Heimeiqiu jumped up happily, threw themselves into the arms of Li Manyun and Yutong and cheered.

Cen Jin looked at the others and said strangely: "I will take the children to play, and if you have pocket money, go to familiarize yourself with modern human society. Remember to come back at twelve o'clock in the evening."

Needless to say, Baimu and Daoyouming have saved a lot of change from working outside for many years.Xindong, Ghosting, and White Coat all borrowed money from the goth man, and the latter asked Cen Jin to help him exchange gold, so he didn't have to worry about the money.

After admonishing some precautions, everyone dispersed and went to learn more.

Cen Jin took a lot of effort to disguise the copper bell head and black briquettes, and was about to go out with the three little ones, when suddenly he heard a knock on the door, and when he opened it, it turned out to be Ding Yiqing.

Ding Yiqing's long hair is braided into a loose braid hanging on the left shoulder, and a small silver hair accessory is tied at the end of her hair. Two leaf-shaped tassels are dangling as she moves. A cyan shirt, khaki trousers on the lower body, and a prototype gold-rimmed glasses on the face.

The gentle scum and fashionable and mature Hong Kong style dress shocked Cen Jin's pupils.

"Is something wrong with you?"

"Ready to open the door to attract customers." Ding Yiqing pushed down his glasses with his index finger, and said with a smile: "In order to make you willing to take out the equivalent value from your pocket, I will provide you with high-quality services from now on."

Huang Mao drooped his eyelids: "I refuse, can you not follow?"

"Of course not." Ding Yiqing looked at him strangely, and said, "How can you have the right to refuse? Don't forget my customized customer civilization code, minus half and half."

He really took out a copy of the customer civilization code out of thin air, half a meter long, with petite characters on it, which shows how ruthless Ding Yiqing is when he seizes an opportunity.

Huang Mao didn't even look at it, stretched out his index finger to push away silently, and clapped numbly: "Everyone welcome Ding Yiqing with me."

The five little ones didn't say a word, they were already numb.

Ding Yiqing: "The first rule of customer civilization, don't call me by my first name."

Huang Mao: "Boss Ding."

Ding Yiqing: "There's no need to be so polite and distant."

Huangmao: "Why not?"

Ding Yiqing smiled and said, "Didn't I all join you?"

Huang Mao's face was tangled and inexplicable: "...Brother?"

Ding Yiqing's expression froze for a moment, and soon his smile deepened. While responding, he pulled the yellow hair out of the room, let the five little ones out, and then closed the door: "Where are you going?"

Huang Mao was quite shocked, he was just probing, Ding Yiqing really responded shamelessly, didn't he want to think about the big age difference between them?He was ashamed to admit it.

Originally, with Ding Yiqing around, the five little ones didn't dare to be presumptuous, but they really seldom come out to play.

Li Manyun is fine, he went to study, Yuan Tong and Tong Lingtou have not been out for thousands of years, Hei Liqiu has only been to the sewers in other people's communities since he was conscious, and he dare not play in crowded places. Anping went there when he was a child After the playground, the performance is more reserved.

But when they entered the most prestigious amusement park, one or two gradually played wildly, pulling Cen Jin's hand from side to side, and sometimes ran out excitedly, but returned to Cen Jin's side after a while.

It seems that he still has some fear of human beings and dare not stay too far away from Cen Jin.

Ding Yiqing followed them all the time, keeping a low profile like a ghost behind them, almost no one noticed him.

Considering his good looks, it is unusual for him not to be noticed by passers-by. Cen Jin is sure that he did some tricks to keep others from paying attention.

That's good, otherwise it would not only be embarrassing for him to walk beside, but also easily reveal the identity of the five little ones.

Playing until three or four in the afternoon, most of the activities were finished, and the five little ones finally showed signs of exhaustion, so Cen Jin took them out for dinner, and even the expensive scenic spots were out of the question.

Buying children's meals that they love to eat, and taking them to buy clothes and toys. During the period, Tongling saw a hat and was so excited that he rolled around in the middle of the busy road. A car accident happened just ahead. .

A bystander in the front row of a car accident touched the head of the copper bell, thinking that someone had been knocked off his head, and screamed in fright. The sound of braking, running and screaming mixed together, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Cen Jin sneaked in, snatched the brass bell head secretly and ran away. When the police came to question him, he found out that the accident was only a bruise, and no one was injured.

After six o'clock, the dense billboards and light boards on the street are all lit up, the pedestrians are dense, and the voices of the people are noisy, a kind of friendly, lively and unique market culture emerges spontaneously.

Cen Jin's hands were full of shopping bags, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Ding Yiqing, who was always keeping a certain distance behind him, with a leisurely posture, so he turned to look at him: "Family, can you help me?"

Ding Yiqing withdrew his gaze, looked at the shopping bag handed to him, and raised two fingers to fiddle with it: "Why?"

Cen Jin reminded: "Excellent service as promised."

Ding Yiqing smiled: "This item is not on my list of high-quality services."

"So the 'quality' of quality service is up to you, not me?"

"You don't need to rate, of course I have the final say." Ding Yiqing pushed his glasses and said, "But it's not impossible to help. You don't seem to have ever spoken nicely to me. Why don't you say something?"

"For example, you are good-looking?" Cen Jin replied to Ding Yiqing while scanning the whereabouts of the five little ones from the corner of his eye, but he saw a gentle smile on this perfunctory compliment.

"Barely." Ding Yiqing said while taking a shopping bag from his hand: "Continue."

"..." Shocked.How underwhelming is Ding Yiqing?Did he grow up with persecution education in his childhood?Cen Jin: "Your eyes are beautiful, like moonlight and black pearls."

Another shopping bag is missing.

Ding Yiqing pushed the glasses, the smiling eyes behind the lenses were as beautiful as crescent moons.

"You are actually quite reliable."

"If it wasn't for our special status, I think we could be good friends."

"You are like the big brother next door that I looked forward to when I was young. This kind of person is often played on TV. He will help the protagonist when he is in trouble, but I am not the protagonist. In a sense, you are also like a robot cat, although Every sale takes a certain part of me, but it's always a solution to my immediate needs."

……

"Speaking of which, why on earth did you buy my body?"

"To satisfy a desire."

"...Damn it." Huang Mao slowly hugged himself tightly, and there was a hint of shock in Ding Yiqing's eyes.

"..." Ding Yiqing: "It's not lust."

Huangmao thinks about it too, as long as Ding Yiqing has such a beautiful face and perfect figure, if there is such a thing, he can completely fuck himself in the mirror.

Suddenly there was a pain in his cheek, Huang Mao stared at Ding Yiqing who suddenly squeezed his cheek with two palms, the latter's tone was a bit gloomy: "What were you thinking just now?"

Huangmao: "Thinking I don't have any shopping bags on hand."

In the next second, he slipped away from Ding Yiqing's hand like a loach. Ding Yiqing's arms were covered with shopping bags, and he smiled helplessly as he watched Huang Mao rushing into the crowd.

A few passers-by suddenly stood still and looked at him, their eyes were amazed. Ding Yiqing smiled meaninglessly and walked past them, as if time and space stood still for a few seconds and then revolved in an instant. .

At this time, the six missing person notices were published and released to the whole Hong Kong city through various channels. TV advertisements, road advertisements, Internet channels and even roadside leaflets were distributed. The overwhelming news of missing persons turned into a huge information flow. Xianggang City, a city in the world's third free economy.

And Wu Lan, who disembarked at Victoria Harbor and was about to go to Ocean Park for sightseeing, was ambushed by fierce artillery fire in the container area of ​​the pier, which brought her back to the 90s gang rampage in an instant.

So the long skirt fluttered, shuttled between the containers, the black hair was tied behind the head with a silver hairpin, the bells on the wrists rang, and when the dusk fell, the pink, red or orange pink advertising lights in the distance were all brushed up. Standing up, with his back to the setting sun and the lights, Wu Lan, who had been defending and escaping, stood on top of the container, drew out the knife in the skirt and the sword in the sleeve, and hung it by his side, facing the ambushers.

Wu Lan smiled gently, just like her master, with a gentle sword and a beautiful sword, full of evil spirit.

"If no one sees it, it doesn't count as harming the innocent."

On the other side, the totem coming out of the railway station first took a taxi, then transferred to a bus, then went to the subway, then walked to a construction site full of sand, and turned to face the stalkers who followed him all the way.

"Come out."

As soon as the voice fell, the totem kicked the neat steel bars away, and heard one or two screams in the night sky and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. In an instant, several black figures appeared around the totem, blocking his way.

Look at them dressed up, but they are a group of ninjas.

About ten minutes later, a solemn and dignified young man walked out of the unmanned construction site, stopped a taxi and drove towards the downtown hotel.

In the container area of ​​Victoria Port, one of the abandoned containers was filled with a group of people. Wu Lan picked up the gun on the ground with the tip of her sword, threw it to the top of the opposite container, and then closed the container door and locked it.

Putting away the sword, Wu Lan sighed: "Now the samurai is not only poor in martial arts, but also lacks the spirit of the samurai. If he loses, he doesn't rush to commit seppuku."

Shaking her head, Wu Lan rushed towards the aquarium, and it was too late to close.