The Demon King smashed his brain

During the break at work, Zhang Huai overheard several makeup artists chatting together.

He didn't intend to join or eavesdrop. He was just about to pass by when he heard them chatting about "stickers", so he couldn't help but stop.

Judging from the content and tone of their chats, they were not confused by the public opinion on the Internet at all, they just thought this "sticker" was a nuisance, and they hated it to death.

"...You were also posted?"

Zhang Huai asked.

"Ah! Ah Huai!"

They chatted deeply, only to find that Zhang Huai was standing behind. After being surprised, they didn't feel that Zhang Huai was eavesdropping. Instead, they enthusiastically pulled out a chair and asked him to sit down.

"How to stand, sit down and rest."

Zhang Huai hesitated for a while, and really wanted to know about the "stickers", so he sat down according to their wishes.

To be honest, when he first started this job and came here to recognize people and say hello, he once suspected that this studio recruited people based on their looks.

At that time, he thought that these were models like himself, and he was a little puzzled why there were so many models in this studio, but later found out that they were staff members.

Then Zhang Huai thought jokingly, with Li Yu in charge, the people under him might also be foxes.

Ha, isn't he in the fox's den?

He almost laughed at the thought.

In any case, there is nothing wrong with working together with handsome men and beautiful women. It is pleasing to the eye, and on the contrary, it improves work efficiency.

"Ah Huai, if you ask like that, is it possible that you have been posted as well?"

The first person to speak was Xiaoyu, a makeup artist who had a good relationship with Zhang Huai.

"Yes," Zhang Huai said, "I think it's quite boring, but the online reviews seem to be different."

Xiaoyu: "Don't look at those people on the Internet who are so blind...... After losing a few games, they believe these things and talk nonsense."

"Hey, I think if the expensive material I'm wearing is stuck on and might leave marks, I'm going to go crazy." Another make-up artist sighed, and his thoughts coincided with Zhang Huai's, " It’s just a sticker, and the other party claims to be good, even if caught on the spot, it’s not easy to get mad, and people may think it’s making a big deal out of a molehill.”

Although I don't know who did this at the beginning, but later people followed suit. Even if they were not walking in the crowd, they might be posted without anyone noticing. Blessings.

"Anyway, that's not a good thing, Ah Huai, you..."

She got stuck in the middle of her speech, and originally wanted to give some advice to Zhang Huai, but found that she really didn't know how to avoid this horrible thing.

Looking at them, Zhang Huai always felt that their dislike of "stickers" was not only as simple as it seemed on the surface, but also seemed to have a deeper reason.

He immediately thought of the insignificant curse that Yin Jiuzhao said.

"what's the topic?"

Li Yu's voice sounded beside him.

Before Zhang Huai could react, Xiaoyu and the others stood up with a "shua".

"Mr. Li, we are not being lazy!!"

That trembling look seemed to be terribly frightened of Li Yu.

This is actually something that Zhang Huai finds strange. They feel that their fear of Li Yu has surpassed the level of ordinary people's fear of their superiors, and is closer to fear.

He didn't know if it was because of his identity as the "devil king", Li Yu had a different attitude towards him, so he felt differently, or what, when he thought about it carefully, he actually felt that Li Yu... was okay.

Li Yu: "Go."

As soon as his words fell, several makeup artists scattered in all directions, leaving only Zhang Huai in place.

It is said that people's habits are really a terrible thing. Zhang Huai has been working here for a while, and he has to face Li Yu almost every day. He seems to have developed an "antibody" and is no longer like the beginning Easily nervous.

"'Stickers', right?" Li Yu said, "It's really not a good thing. There are curses on it. If you find it is stained, throw it away as soon as possible."

He should have heard the conversation between Zhang Huai and Xiaoyu.

"Well," Zhang Huai responded, hesitated for a while, and said, "I know, Yin Jiuzhao told me."

"...Yin Jiuzhao?"

For some reason, the air pressure around Li Yu suddenly dropped.

"Yeah, I almost forgot, the fucking bug..."

Li Yu murmured, killing intent surged deep in his eyes, and then he suppressed it.

Of course he knew that Yin Jiuzhao lived with Zhang Huai, but he just avoided it deliberately. If the fox was too jealous, he would be hated by his master.

Yin Jiuzhao has always been serving Zhang Huai, and he has been like this since the beginning, so he can't say anything.

And now it is almost equivalent to giving him the time of the day and giving Yin Jiuzhao the time of the night. After all, he still has the advantage.

Zhang Huai was a little puzzled.

He felt that Li Yu was unhappy because he heard Yin Jiuzhao's name, but why?Shouldn't they be "colleagues"?

Could it be that there was a holiday or something before?

He couldn't help asking, but Li Yu said "no".

Most of Li Yu's expression was hidden under the mask, and the only eyes that were exposed were also calm, without any clues.

"Don't think too much about it," he said. "He told me the 'stickers' were bad, and that just means it's a bad thing."

How could he not think of what Yin Jiuzhao could think of.

This kind of curse that is basically a waste of effort, if it is not too idle and no one to do it, must have other plans. The most doubtful thing is the people who guide the wind reviews on the Internet. He still can't see what the other party is going to do, and he has already let the foxes wandering around pay attention.

Li Yu withdrew her thoughts and set her eyes on Zhang Huai again.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Is the work hard?"

This time it looked very much like a superior condolences to a subordinate.

Zhang Huai gave a standard answer.

Otherwise, what else can it be, it is short of "serving the people".

What's more, he was telling the truth, this job was even easier than his previous job, surrounded by a bunch of pretty sisters like Xiaoyu.

Li Yu knew that Zhang Huai should be asking for money, and he came out to work for money.

He also felt that if he gave it directly, Zhang Huai would not accept it, so he could only bend it a bit, and he could keep watching Zhang Huai in his own territory, which he thought was fine.

Although he didn't know why, he didn't continue to explore, everything was based on Zhang Huai's own wishes.

Li Yu's feeling is accurate.

Zhang Huai only thought about the treasure that Yin Jiuzhao might have at the beginning, and then put away all his thoughts and resolutely implemented the principle of "submissiveness".

He didn't do anything!

……

……

The girl is standing by the window on the phone.

She had been standing here for a long time. After a while, she put down her mobile phone and looked at the unconnected display on it. There was a stereotyped notification tone on the other end of the phone.

If you open the call log, you can see that she has called more than a dozen times, but she has never been able to get through.

She finally gave up, with no look of discouragement on her face, but chose to send a voice message to the other party on the social platform with a blank expression.

"Yingpeng, are you busy recently? I haven't seen you for many days. I really miss you. What are you busy with? If there is any trouble, please tell me if I can help you. , Call me back when you are free, I am worried about you."

Her voice was soft, but her tone was in sharp contrast to the expression on her face.

After Li Ying finished speaking, she put down her phone and looked to the other side of the room, where a middle-aged man was sitting, puffing out smoke between his fingers.

"Second uncle," she called, "Gu Yingpeng has been out of contact for several days, and I can't contact him at all. The eyeliners around me tell me that he hasn't left the house for a while."

"Could it have been noticed..."

"No," the man she replaced as "Second Uncle" snorted coldly, "He's not that smart yet."

It didn't take much effort for Li Ying to get close to Gu Yingpeng, which shows that this is not something worth spending a lot of time on.

Gu Yingpeng said that he has someone he likes, but he can't let go of Li Ying, who has given too much.

Li Ying also went to meet the young man, but her memory of the end of the meeting was fuzzy. If her second uncle hadn't woken her up after returning, she would still be in that dazed state, unable to notice anything unusual.

The second uncle frowned at the time and asked her where she had gone and why she smelled like a fox.

So Li Ying immediately realized that she had been cursed by the fox unknowingly.

There are not many foxes who can reach this level of strength. She tried her best to recall the people she met that day, but her memory was only up to the time when the young man sat down, and she only vaguely remembered that they had an unhappy chat.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. If the other party wanted to kill her at that time, then she was also ignorant.

As for the reason why the fox cursed her, she couldn't figure it out. She could feel that the young man was just an ordinary human being, how could...

After the second uncle listened to her story, in order to avoid complications, he asked her not to pursue her further.

They can use some simple and crude methods to directly achieve their goals, but that won't work. If the book is not voluntarily given by the current owner, it will be just a pile of waste paper and will not play any role.

Li Ying's second uncle, also known as Li Kuanjin, became angry when he thought of this.

If it weren't for his blind grandfather, who was full of science when he came back from abroad, and thought that these things in their family were feudal superstitions, and threw that book out together with other spell books, why would there be such trouble now.

They have been looking for that book for a long time, and they only found out its whereabouts not long ago. Gu Yingpeng has no relatives, so the book is probably in his home.

"If he hasn't replied this afternoon, I'll just go there."

Li Ying said.

She had already thought about her next move, as long as Gu Yingpeng welcomed her in as a guest, she would have a way to know where the book was placed.

Gu Yingpeng is an ordinary person through and through. In his opinion, the book should also be a bluff. If she asks for it, Gu Yingpeng should give it to her.

Li Kuanjin pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, remember to be careful, and don't attract the attention of those things."

Li Ying nodded, then asked, "Where is fourth uncle?"

"I took the order and it belongs to Boss Wang."

Li Kuanjin put out the cigarette in his hand and put it in the ashtray.

Boss Wang is their regular customer. A high-ranking businessman, whether he believes it or not, will have some scruples in this regard, not to mention that Boss Wang has done a lot of crimes. It didn't cost a lot of money to find them, maybe the grass on the grave is now two meters high.

"Boss Wang's business?" Li Ying was a little surprised, "Didn't he just look for Fourth Uncle half a month ago?"

Now that the fourth uncle has been asked to do the trick, Boss Wang will be safe and sound for at least a period of time. Could it be that Boss Wang wants something else?

"No," Li Kuanjin said, "I don't know who he has offended, and there is some trouble. If the fourth brother wants to help him exorcise evil spirits, he has to cut the weeds and root them himself."

"So troublesome?" Li Ying frowned slightly.

"It should also be an 'expert'," Li Kuanjin snorted coldly, "but when we meet us, there are no experts!"

And Li Chengye really thought so too.

At this time, he held the compass in his hand, walked towards the pointer, and stopped in front of a street.

In the middle of the night, the surrounding area was extremely quiet, not even a sound of insects or dogs barking.

There are dilapidated advertising light boards that are still in business, with brightly colored backgrounds, and the people printed on them have become a white shadow, and their faces cannot be seen clearly, perhaps due to unstable voltage, flickering brightly and dimly.

At the front of the street is a pet hospital with a bright white signboard.

The author has something to say: Allegorical remarks: A mouse gnaws on a kitchen knife—a dead end.