The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The gods spying on human beings...it's really embarrassing.

Cen Jin was in the living room finishing his meals, planning the reconstruction of the old building, and earning wages from part-time jobs. At the same time, the words Ding Yiqing left before he left were still floating in his mind.

To be honest, although the University of Michigan and the Institute have been advocating the struggle between humans and gods, giving students the illusion that humans are not inferior to gods, Cen Jin knows that this is to cultivate the courage of young people to fight against gods, so that they will not fail in the war. Before the beginning of the prologue, it was defeated.

But the gap between real gods and humans is a natural moat.

Cen Jin had faced the horror of the gods before. When he saw Ding Yiqing for the first time, he couldn't even lift his head, and he was lying on all fours. Ding Yiqing's killing him was as easy as crushing an ant.

The god he came into contact with for the second time was the Queen Mother of the West. Just a little pollution left in the other world for more than 2000 years could make him almost bleed from all seven orifices, and die of a mental breakdown.

No one understands the power of gods better than him.

So he questioned Ding Yiqing's monitoring of himself, which should sound ridiculous to Ding Yiqing, just like humans don't monitor an ant in particular, unless the ant is the focus of the experiment.

Huangmao was immediately relieved, he was not worth "focusing on", and no one would use him as an experiment.

Having figured it out, Cen Jin let go of his melancholy heart, down-to-earth, and returned to reality. He was deeply hurt by the sums of money in the ledger, wishing to be immersed in illusion forever.

I don't know if the gods have the ability to make money.

……

The next day, Cen Jin went to class to learn basic knowledge and cultural lessons. In the afternoon, he borrowed a cart to transport the paint home. After all, the goal of transporting it back to school was too big, and if he accidentally attracted attention, it might be the result of fireworks all over the sky. .

I met many neighbors in Huaxiang. When I asked how to buy so much paint, Cen Jin answered in unison: Do side business.

Since he was sensible, he has been working part-time, and the neighbors are used to it.

Cen Jin, who had become stronger through training, easily carried the paint up to the fourth floor, and met Du Li who was waiting for him.

Du Li came to pay back the money. Last time he borrowed [-], and it didn't take long for him to pay back [-]. Then he brought him a pot of homemade braised pork.

Cen Jin: "Thank you, Sister Du Li."

Du Li smiled, patted Cen Jin on the shoulder and said that next time she would treat guests to a five-star hotel for a big meal, when the phone rang suddenly, she picked it up and looked, embarrassed to say that she had to go.

Seeing this, Cen Jin waved his hands and said, "Miss, please do your work."

Du Li turned around, her face suddenly turned down, and Cen Jin heard her say to the person on the other end of the phone: "What do you want?" in a very impatient tone, and then her body paused, and her back froze at the entrance of the corridor.

Cen Jin was a little strange, and asked loudly, "Sister Du Li, what's wrong with you?"

Du Li turned around, because there was no light bulb installed in the corridor, and she was backlit, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

"fine."

Cen Jin felt that something was wrong, and walked towards her, but the next moment he heard Du Li yelling at the other end of the phone: "Ge Junhui, you are sick! Let me tell you, we broke up, if you pester me again, I will hire someone to call you." break your leg!"

Most of the people who come out of Huaxiang are grumpy, and life has smoothed the edges and corners, but it can't smooth out the unruly nature in their bones.

Du Li has such a clear love and hate.

"The scumbag cheated and begged for forgiveness, and was dumped by my sister." Du Li gritted her teeth and scolded her ex-boyfriend: "He went on a business trip to Bharat and provoked a high-caste woman over there, thinking that he would be fine when he returned home, and the bitch wanted to sleep with me , was approached by someone’s family that day to take responsibility.”

Du Li sneered: "I heard that the scumbag is now under a curse, he is plagued by illness, and his family is in turmoil, but he asked me to see that high-caste woman and beg her to show mercy... I only went to beg for mercy when I was crazy. to die."

Cen Jin didn't expect to hear these secrets, and was a little embarrassed for a while, so he couldn't hold back and sent Du Li five hundred red envelopes and said, "Well, sister, if you don't go to the old one, you won't come to the new one."

"Pfft!" Du Li burst out laughing, holding Cen Jin's cheeks and squeezing: "Why is Cen Xiaojin so cute! Okay, sister understands what you mean, this 100 yuan is for sister to buy you milk tea."

Du Li accepted [-], and reposted [-]. Comparing with the bad bitch, she thinks her younger brother is the cutest in the world.

"Sister, go to work, or you'll be late, bye."

"Goodbye."

Cen Jin rubbed his cheeks and went back to the house, first put the braised pork in, and then moved the paint in, and the moment he opened the door, the back room became a hut in the forest.

When he finished moving all the paint, he found Ding Yiqing sitting at the dining table, holding the braised pork in the pot with chopsticks.

Under the light, the braised pork is crystal clear and fragrant.

Yuantong, Li Manyun and Tongling stood in a row at the base of the wall, looking at the braised pork with curiosity and salivation, and even saw Yuantong swallowing.

"..."

Cen Jin came across from Ding Yiqing, and asked late, "Do you want to eat?"

Ding Yiqing raised his eyes, put down the chopsticks together with the braised pork after a while and asked, "Drink?"

"what?"

"Eating meat without wine is half the fun."

"Where did you learn it? It's a movie again?"

Ding Yiqing said: "Go get wine from the refrigerator." His words were tacit consent.

Cen Jin opened the refrigerator suspiciously, and found a small jug of wine, which was as big as a grown man's palm. He handed it to Ding Yiqing and said, "I don't drink it. Did you brew it, or did you buy it?"

Ding Yiqing: "It's brewed." He opened the stopper, the aroma of the wine filled the air, and he raised his eyes with an intoxicating smile like a spring breeze: "The wine that was buried 2000 years ago was originally as big as a pool, and after volatilization, only this size is left. point."

He shook the neck of the wine cup with one hand, and asked Cen Jin if he really didn't want to have a sip? The wine made 2000 years ago was brewed by the hands of the gods. It is a real fine wine. If you miss this village, you will never have this opportunity in your life without this store.

Seduction and lobbying came in turn, Cen Jin was young, unable to resist the temptation, he licked his lips and said, "Otherwise, have some? Just a little, one bite."

Ding Yiqing poured a little and pushed it in front of Cen Jin.

Cen Jin took a sip, frowned, took two sips, was full of doubts, drank it all, and said in a daze, "Why is it the same as Erguotou?"

Ding Yi's green face remained unchanged: "Really? Maybe Erguotou copied my brewing recipe."

Cen Jin: "Oh."

He sat down, smelled a little bit of alcohol, patted his cheeks, picked up his chopsticks and concentrated on eating the braised pork. The braised pork cooked by Du Li's mother was amazing. scattered.

Cen Jin suddenly thought of something and went to the kitchen.

Ding Yiqing smelled the wine, thinking about Cen Jin's appearance just now, the gentle and intoxicating smile in his eyes disappeared completely, and he returned to his original indifferent and calm appearance, but there was a circle of ripples under the calm at this moment, that was a little novelty and curiosity.

The three little ones standing in a row at the base of the wall secretly glanced at each other, and they all remembered that Ding Yiqing came back in the early morning, and indeed he was carrying a small wine cup, but he had already finished drinking it, and then, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to pour other drinks into it .

After smelling the smell, I lost interest, threw the wine cup into the refrigerator, and didn't mention it again.

By the way, the bottle of 'Other Drinks' was a green glass bottle with a red label, it seemed to be called 'Erguotou', and it was thrown in the trash can in the kitchen.

After a while, Cen Jin came out with three bowls. Seeing him come out with a normal expression, he picked up the braised pork and stacked them in the bowls, then took them to the table in the living room, and called the three little ones over.

The three little ones peeked at Ding Yiqing, and seeing that he had no objection, they ran over step by step, scrambling to take a bite with chopsticks, stunned by the wonderful taste, and immersed themselves in the soft and glutinous taste of the braised pork.

Cen Jin walked back to the dining table, under the reverent eyes of San Xiao who thought he was going back to eat at the same table with Ding Yiqing, he picked up the pot of braised pork and walked back.

"—" The three little ones were shocked.

Cen Jin: "Eat yours."

"!!" The three little ones were even more respectful.

So strong!Openly provoking Huang Quan, the road to the rise of the yellow-haired hot-blooded boy!

Ding Yiqing tapped the wine cup with chopsticks: "What about me?"

Cen Jin turned his back to Ding Yiqing, without turning his head: "Immortals don't eat fireworks, they have diarrhea after eating."

Ding Yiqing said 'oh', and knocked on the wine cup by himself, the tinkling sound made Cen Jin's head buzz. Impatiently, he turned his head and stared at it, only to see Ding Yiqing knocking on the chopsticks one after another, propping his cheeks, lips There is a highly consistent lazy smile on the side and in the eyes.

It wasn't the gentle smile that was fake at first glance, but the real smile that was fleeting.

Seeing the astonishment in Cen Jin's eyes, Ding Yiqing skillfully switched to a bright smile, reminiscent of the scene of the Spring River plumbing and peach blossoms blooming.

But false.

Cen Jin snorted, twisted his back, and blocked the pot of braised pork, wondering whether the gods like to deceive the world with the skin of tenderness or compassion, so that they can harvest believers. In fact, they don’t understand human feelings at all, and they have no heart at all. Woolen cloth?

Or, they don't bother to show their feelings to humans, so they put on a beautiful and gentle skin and spare no effort to perform.

The consummate performance deceives the world into wanting to live or die for it.

Cen Jin served happy water with braised pork, looked at the three gobbling little ones, and thought of the ghosts and white coats in the old building. They were also weird. They were happy and satisfied when they had food and a house to live in.

And it's a little weird, in fact, he has everything, surpasses thousands of creatures, and is not greedy enough.

Not even Li Manyun, they are cute.

Ding Yiqing looked at Cen Jin's back and observed his performance. It was not that the other party was disrespectful and displeased with him, but the novelty was more important. Of course, it may be because of the influence of "Ding Yiqing" memory, so he was extra tolerant towards Cen Jin.

Moreover, Huang Mao Sangpi has a bit of a temper, a little more vitality, and is close to the human image in the movie, which is also very interesting.

Yuan Tong stared at the happy water in Cen Jin's hand, and asked, "Is it good?"

Cen Jin poured it over.

After Yuantong finished drinking, his eyes went straight.

It's a bit bitter, but also a little sweet, like a potion. It's not delicious, but it tastes weird.

Take another sip.

Resent Tong took one sip after another and finished his drink, his gray eyes filled with the desire to "have more".

Cen Jin simply gave it all, and Tonglingtou and Li Manyun came over, curious to drink, the former lost interest after drinking a little, and the latter also lacked interest, so in the end, I left it to Yuan Tong to solve it alone.

***

I took a few part-time jobs on Saturday and Sunday, and rushed to finish the renovation of the old building. The interior of the second and sixth floors was beige, while the exterior was bright yellow.From the inside, it looks brand-new, but the two floors are particularly abrupt from the outside.

But it doesn't matter, I will remodel it later when I have money.

Cen Jin plans to level all the dry mountains and rivers outside and replace them with other soil that can grow vegetables. It would be even better if he could buy black soil rich in elements.

He asked the ghosts who used to be biologists to use the scientific research machine left on the sixth floor to study plants that can resist mental pollution, and bought more than a dozen packs of seeds, more than half of which were vegetable and fruit seeds.

Reason: With such a large piece of land, it would be a waste not to grow vegetables.

Classes continued on Monday, and Zhou Man came to him, but was rejected, and the other party left with his luggage that afternoon.

Get ready for a holiday on Wednesday.

On Tuesday, Shichahai really arranged the holiday exam questions. Although the group action was scored separately this time, points were awarded according to individual contributions, and not only a detailed [-]-word essay was required, but also photos or videos.

If it weren't for the lack of strength, everyone would have the heart to kill their teachers.

Shi Shahai: "When your vacation is over, I will teach you how to use the combination of supernatural skills and physical skills when you come back."

The whole class responded sparsely. Shi Chahai's teaching methods were too rough and simple. If they weren't talented, they would have dropped out of school a long time ago!

After class was over at the right time, Shi Shahai slipped faster than everyone else.

Huang Jiang thought that everyone would go back to their hometown together, why not let her buy a group ticket and save some money.

Wang Lingxian: "No need. I charter the plane, do you want to come?"

Yu Wen: "I'll go!"

Huang Jiang: "If that's the case, then I won't buy a ticket."

Totem: "I take the high-speed rail."

Wang Lingxian: "Airplanes are faster."

Totem: "For practice."

Wang Lingxian shrugged, Tibetan secrets like penance, maybe this is one of the methods, but he never agrees.

He turned his head and asked, "Huang Mao, what about you?"

Cen Jin: "Can I bring one more person?"

Wang Lingxian: "Yes."

Cen Jin was happy when he heard the words, and saved more than 2000.

The group separated and agreed to arrive at the airport at six o'clock in the morning. No one complained about why it was so early. After all, they were just waiting for the plane.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Cen Jin carried a suitcase and a backpack, and put two kitchen knives in it, and then checked in together.After checking everything was correct, he was ready to go out, with Ding Qingqing by his side.

Ding Yiqing's outfits today are still full of charm. The most important thing is that there are obviously some period elements in the clothes, but there is a sense of mix and match fashion. Is it because they are already good-looking?

The inside of Ding Yiqing is a linen cotton lining, and the outside is covered with a black blouse with crane pattern and silver silk embroidery. The whole back is a fairy-like red-crowned crane, leaning against a silver embroidered green pine, the crown of which extends to the shoulders, and The front is pure black without any embroidery.

One side is extremely gorgeous, and the other side is pure black and simple, very eye-catching.

Ding Yiqing's long hair was braided into a scorpion tail, and a silver chain was wrapped around it, hanging on the left shoulder, full of exoticism.

Cen Jin was curious: "You have unlimited freedom, why travel with me?"

Ding Yiqing put on a hat and sunglasses to cover most of his face, and said, "Do you know the reason why the ancient imperial envoys beat gongs and drums to announce to everyone every time they came to a city?"

Cen Jin opened the door and said, "Notify the people to file an imperial petition?"

Ding Yiqing smiled lightly: "It's a demonstration."

***

After coming out of Bashi Airport, the Guigu clan arranged for a bus to wait outside. Cen Jin and his group found the bus according to the instructions, and saw the driver wave away the people who were about to get on the bus.

"Private cars, no business." The young man said.

"Buy a bus as a private car? You have a bag in your head." Pedestrians who failed to take the bus said so.

The young man with his arms akimbo was dissatisfied: "I like it, I am happy." Turning around, he saw Huang Jiang hurried over to say hello: "Miss Biao is back, these are your classmates?"

Huang Jiang nodded, pointed at the young man and introduced, "Clan member, He Xingchun."

Then pointing to Cen Jin and the others to introduce them one by one, He Xingchun can remember that even when facing Cen Jin, he always unconsciously called Huang Mao, and after being corrected several times by Cen Jin helplessly, he also felt embarrassed, so he apologized Became a 'Huangmao classmate'.

Huangmao: So what's the point? !

When it was Ding Yiqing's turn, He Xingchun's face was dull, and Cen Jin felt nervous. He was not sure whether he was as surprised as Huang Jiang and the others when they saw Ding Yiqing in the morning, or if he discovered Ding Yiqing's strange identity.

"This brother is so handsome!" He Xingchun slapped his thigh fiercely, and asked enthusiastically, "Are you interested in becoming a star? I guarantee you will be popular in Asia... It doesn't matter if you don't have special talents, I can do packaging."

He Xingchun did not forget to persuade Ding Yiqing to become a star while driving, but Ding Qingqing responded mildly, saying that he likes movies very much. With just one sentence, He Xingchun was so excited that he almost went back to the company to sign the contract on the spot.

Cen Jin whispered to Huang Jiang: "Your relatives also work part-time as managers?"

Huang Jiang: "He dreams of being an idol star, a little fresh meat. He has bad face and bad acting skills. He is the next best thing. He is determined to hold out an idol who breaks out of Asia. Please help your family, Ding Yiqing, be careful, don't accidentally be kidnapped .”

Ding Yiqing is kidnapped, the world will end.

Cen Jin emphasized: "He is my landlord, not my family. You say that, I panic."

Huang Jiang sighed: "He really doesn't look like a human being."

Cen Jin: "It's really not human."

Huang Jiang didn't understand his puns, thinking that Cen Jin felt the same as her.

Neither of them talked much, they quickly quieted down, they were silent all the way to the ghosts and Gu clan, when they just arrived at the entrance of the alley, they saw a group of people filling the long alley, standing quietly.Look carefully, they hold up the banners, because their backs are facing, they can't see what is written on them, but there is an unconscious person lying next to every three or four people.

He Xingchun, who was eloquent, suddenly turned cold: "Miss Biao and her friends, I'm sorry I can only send you here, you get off the car and go through the small door, Miss Biao knows how to get there."

Huang Jiang frowned: "What's going on?"

He Xingchun: "The clan elder and Miss Wulan will take care of it."

Huang Jiang's tone was severe: "I'm asking what's going on!"

He Xingchun was silent for a while, and said helplessly: "The matter started half a month ago. A strange incident of large-scale red-skinned frogs devouring each other occurred in a village near King Mu's tomb. Afterwards, Miss Wulan went to investigate in person, and found that the red-skinned frogs were very It may be a mutant species of more than three generations, and the source of pollution comes from the tomb of King Mu.

Miss Wulan immediately sealed off King Mu's tomb and sent people to guard it day and night. She has applied for a special alloy to prevent pollution leakage and is waiting for approval.

The red-skinned frogs were sent to the institution for testing, and the results proved that the behavior of the polluted frogs devouring each other was the behavior of raising Gu.

The organization originally wanted to study the mechanism of the behavior of raising Gu. Unexpectedly, not long after, a dozen men from the local village gathered in the ancestral hall to fight and fight, causing heavy casualties.Afterwards, the injured were sent to the hospital. During the operation, the injured struggled, and even injured the doctor. He ran out, threw himself on the injured fellow villager, bit his throat in front of everyone, and then began to bite.

Not only him, but all the participants in the fight attacked each other like crazy, and some people broke their legs and insisted on crawling over to bite their companions... Do you know what that scene is like?

Doom zombies.

In order to prevent the seriousness of the situation, they had to be shot. Afterwards, all the corpses were transported back to the institution for autopsy, and there was no abnormality in the result. "

Wang Lingxian: "Isn't it polluted?"

He Xingchun said in a heavy tone: "No. We couldn't find out the reason why they suddenly went crazy and killed each other, and we didn't detect excessive levels of pollution on them. In fact, the scene of their fighting was like a human version of a red-skinned frog, but the red-skinned frog Contamination was detected, and there was no contamination on them."

"Since it is not pollution, at least find out the cause of their disease and prevent the spread."

"We investigated the cause at the first time, but the situation has developed rapidly, beyond our cognition. Not long after the incident, similar cases appeared in counties and even cities. Throat, and then pounced on to suck blood.

Some of them deliberately locked their family members in the house and hacked them to death with knives when they became ill. This is the only patient who has been found to be wise.

Moreover, these patients only attack the same kind, and people who are not sick will not be attacked.They seem to recognize their own kind, which our machines have yet to detect.We collectively refer to diseases that attack and devour similar diseases as 'red frogs'.

The wise patient keeps his family members at home and eats them when they get sick.In other words, he knows how to make other people sick—”

"Where is he?" Yu Wen asked.

"Escaped."

Ding Yiqing suddenly said, "It sounds like an infectious disease?"

Cen Jin looked at Ding Yiqing's side face in surprise, seeing his soft brows and eyes, and the corners of his lips raised, he knew he was acting again, but everyone in the car liked it.

He Xingchun: "Huh? It seems to be an infectious disease..."

Cen Jin had an intuition that Ding Yiqing might know something, so he asked, "Do you know about this disease?"

Ding Yiqing glanced at Cen Jin: "I don't know. But since it's an infectious disease, we can deal with the red frog in the same way as an infectious disease, so as to prevent the spread and avoid more people from being polluted."

He Xingchun: "Yes, I will notify Miss Wu Lan immediately."

Huang Jiang: "Wait, what happened to the group in front?"

He Xingchun: "This matter is spreading on the Internet. Those people are all sick around them. They heard that the ghost and Gu clan can handle it, so they come from thousands of miles to ask for treatment. But the clan elders and Miss Wulan are at the tomb of King Mu Guards, no one is in charge of this place for the time being, we can only let them block the long street."

Huang Jiang shook her head: "I'll handle it."

Cen Jin stopped her: "Why don't you wait a little longer."

Huang Jiang: "Why?"

Cen Jin: "Don't you think it's strange that there are so many people in the alley but there is no sound at all?"

Huang Jiang suddenly realized, but apart from her, Wang Lingxian and Yu Wen both found problems, and it can only be said that she cared about it, causing chaos.

At least three to 400 people were blocked in the alley, not to mention whether there was any noise from friction, at least we had to talk.

But no, it was so quiet that the air was filled with the sound of wind, and this was considered a mob, but there was no police to maintain it, and this street was inhabited by clansmen, so no one came out to take care of it?

Huang Jiang looked suspiciously at He Xingchun, who quickly said, "No, it was very noisy in the morning, and I'm surprised it's so quiet now. The adults of our clan are busy with sacrifices, and the children have to go to school. How can we have time to take care of these things?"