The alien and the president

【48】

After the president's death, this seemingly peaceful life lasted for a month, and the little star's skills had recovered to [-]%.

After becoming the little star's ghost, the president basically followed the little star besides going to work in the company and giving dreams to his parents, and he also had a more comprehensive understanding of the little star's cultivation.

In the CEO's past imagination, when these people in the martial arts are practicing, they basically sit with their legs crossed and their eyes closed, and then they suddenly achieve great feats, but this is obviously not the case.Meditating to absorb Yin Qi and guide the circulation of Yin Qi in the body is only part of the cultivation content of the aliens in the Wan Yao Palace. The president has seen the posture of a star giving lectures and assigning homework to aliens at the headquarters of the Wan Yao Palace before. The fact that this happened has changed the world view, and now, the president has been changed by the little star's body training method again...

At four o'clock in the morning in midsummer, the sky has not yet dawned, and the little star has already heard the chicken dancing, and is doing boxing in the yard of the president's villa.

"Hey! Ha! Hey!" The little star beat vigorously with every move, "Hey! Ha! Hey!"

Sweat flowed down the well-proportioned and flexible muscles like a stream. After a set of punches, he walked aggressively to the large vat filled with iron sand in the yard, and poked it in one palm after another.

Before being taken away, the original owner of this body cared for her body very much. After all, she relied on her face and figure for food. Her hands were as delicate as peeled lychees. The president who was watching the fun just watched Those white and soft hands poked frantically chua, chua, chua into the iron sand, wanting to build a fire under the big vat and sprinkle some sugar and chestnuts into it.

In addition, there are trapezius muscles and calf muscles that the original owner of the body hates... They were all trained by this alien who took her home.

However, the president thinks that a girl with a little muscle looks better than a skinny appearance that can be blown down by a gust of wind.

"...Are you still practicing Iron Sand Palm? Does Wan Yao Palace have such masculine martial arts?" The CEO asked curiously, cautiously.

"It's not training iron sand palms." Little Star panted and explained, "It's just a routine step of body training. Although our aliens from Wan Yao Palace use summoning ghosts and manipulating bone spirits as their main means of attack, when confronting humans, the opponent will not Just stare at the things we summoned to fight, so when using the summoned ghosts to output, you must have the most basic defensive means, otherwise, if the enemy takes advantage of the loopholes, wouldn't you just lie down with one move? The foundation of this body It's too bad, even if I can bring out the full potential of this body, it's still not enough to gain a foothold in this crisis-ridden moment, so body training can't be delayed."

The president clapped his hands and nodded: "It makes sense, it makes sense."

The little star went to the sandbag again, and punched him: "Hah!"

The president seemed to see Bruce Lee.

The CEO dog-leggedly asked his patron: "Are you hot? It's all over, why don't you go inside and practice?"

"Practice three days in winter, practice three days in summer." The little star said coldly, pounding the sandbags indiscriminately, "Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!"

The president seemed to see Huo Yuanjia.

The little star wiped off his sweat, with a resolute look on his face, very tough: "There are no shortcuts in martial arts practice."

The president seemed to have seen the hero of "Fist of the North Star".

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the courtyard was illuminated by the fierce sunlight. The president felt hot just looking at it with his eyes, and their souls liked to stay in a cold and dark environment the most, so the president floated back into the house, got into the refrigerator, Sitting with your knees folded in the middle of a pile of ice cream.He recalled the appearance of the little star's delicate waist and weak Liu Fufeng before being robbed, and compared it with the tough guy after being robbed, he fell into schizophrenia and couldn't extricate himself.

I have to say, although the little star after being taken away was fierce and not very kind to him, and after the president died, he regarded himself as the "president's benefactor", but the president felt that it was easier and more pleasant to associate with the current little star Some.

【49】

During the time after the president's death, the Wan Yao Palace mobilized all its forces to search for Qing Yazi's whereabouts. All kinds of clues showed that after Qing Yazi's real body traveled to the future world, he instigated rebellion and gathered a small number of Xiaoyaoguan disciples, and they were constantly recruiting Ordinary people joined the gang, almost establishing a cult.

It is very tempting for those who are not strong-minded and lack empathy to gain great power by hurting others, and there are not so few such people.

At the president's home, the little star was checking the news report from Wan Yao Palace with his mobile phone.

"Another stronghold of Qingyazi's gang has been discovered." Xiao Xingxing said, "Most of them are disciples who defected from Xiaoyaoguan, and they were bewitched by Qingyazi."

The president was floating in the air, and he couldn't help curling his lips when he heard the words: "I don't think this Xiaoyaoguan looks like a decent family."

The little star gave him a gouging look, and corrected him: "The behavior of a few traitors should not be seen by the whole world."

The president was indifferent: "But..."

"I know that when you encounter these things, it is inevitable that you will have some emotions about Xiaoyaoguan, but you can tell me at home." Little Star reminded him seriously, "You can't say it outside, you will be said You are inciting sect hatred and undermining the unity of martial arts, you know?"

"Okay." The CEO said with drooping eyebrows, "How should we deal with this stronghold?"

Without waiting for the little star to answer, the president diverted his thinking and suggested, "Otherwise, we'll call the police and report them for gathering people to take drugs and act like a crowd in Chaoyang District."

Little Star laughed: "No need, just go up and get it."

During this period of time, two of Qingyazi's cult strongholds have been taken away by the Wan Yao Palace, but Qingyazi still hasn't shown up. He wants to do something next.

"Let's go, we have already notified all the aliens in the Wan Yao Palace." The little star took the president on a bat, flew towards the newly discovered stronghold, and joined the aliens.

【50】

The aliens gathered outside the stronghold. The stronghold they discovered this time was an abandoned factory. According to reports, people dressed as Taoist priests often came in and out of the factory recently.

A terrified head popped out of the factory, looked out for a moment and then shrank back. After a while, there were psychic energy fluctuations and a faint light when the formation was activated inside the factory. It was obvious that the cultists inside were preparing to resist.

The aliens cast their spells one after another, and a large number of bone spirits emerged from the ground, roaring in low voices, and staggered towards the factory. After a while, they tore down the crumbling iron gate of the abandoned factory.

This kind of bone spirit is not quite the same as the president. The bone spirit is transformed from a corpse and has a body.

The president was amazed: "You guys fight in groups, it's like a zombie blockbuster."

The little star glanced at the president who was watching the excitement with his arms around him, and filled him with anger, saying: "What are you doing standing there, go in and fight."

The president incarnated as Dashi Johnson, a ghost, rushed into the abandoned factory, desperately trying to haunt the ghost.However, the president has too little actual combat experience, so he didn't know what he could do as a ghost, so he had to fight the lamp desperately, turn off the light for a while, turn on the light for a while, and even send Morse codes with the on and off lights. The piece of code is a GHOST, which is extremely weird, but the minions present are busy fighting zombies, and no one has noticed the Morse code fired by the president, and even if they noticed, none of these alchemists understand Morse code. Telegraphic code.

The minions of Qingyazi were routed and beaten into the army by the army of zombies. The dead minions were made into new bone spirits in situ by aliens. Waste was reused and it was very environmentally friendly.

Another stronghold was taken away by the Wan Yao Palace, and the captured minions of Qingyazi were sent to Minghuang Entertainment, which is the headquarters of the Wan Yao Palace, and the charmers were in charge of interrogating them about other strongholds and Qingyazi's whereabouts. .

【51】

When the president returned home, he was reprimanded by the little star, saying that he was so scary that he was a ghost for nothing.

"Isn't the Morse code scary!" The president couldn't accept it, his scaring technique was so unconventional, he successfully created a deep-seated psychological horror, much more advanced than those ghosts with blue faces and fangs and bloody flesh!

"Who is in the mood to decipher your codes during the melee!" Little Star was very irritable, "Can you simply choke your neck?"

As he said that, he downloaded hundreds of G horror movies for the president, and asked the president to learn a little from the senior ghosts in it.

The president said that I would not learn such low-end things, but in fact he studied them very seriously. He even got a small notebook to take notes, hand-drawn charts and histograms to study the frequency of occurrence of various ghosts and scary tricks and Comments from netizens... I have used the energy I had when I was in business school to study.After all, their social elites are like this. They either don’t do anything, and do their best. It’s the same when they are ghosts. A truly outstanding person can do everything to the extreme——Chicken Soup for the Soul is like this Said.

【52】

Not long after the destruction of the third stronghold, the president discovered something strange in the company.

At first, it was only a few employees who asked for sick leave at the same time. A few days later, about one-fifth of the employees in the company collectively asked for leave. The symptoms were all similar, including fever, body pain, and weakness.The president thought that there was something wrong with the company canteen, so he dutifully went to the canteen to check, squeezed into the freezer to check the freshness of the ingredients, got into the dishwasher to check the washing and disinfection of the tableware, and even rubbed himself into fine pieces. One went into the sewer to check for rats and cockroaches, but the sanitary conditions of the cafeteria were almost perfect and impeccable.

At the same time, the number of people wearing masks on the street also increased suddenly, and the fever clinics of major hospitals were almost paralyzed by the number of patients soaring. All this happened in just a few days, and it looked a lot like summer and autumn Influenza broke out at the time of the handover, but the various medicines and treatment methods for the flu had little effect, and this happened only in the city where the president was located. This new type of flu virus showed no sign of spreading to the city.

"This is a variant of the blood curse." In the laboratory of Imperial Medical University, several Xiaoyaoguan elders wearing protective clothing gathered together, looking solemnly at the petri dishes and test tubes in front of them, "It is the same as the previous pair. The transmission method of a planted blood curse is different. This time the blood curse is an improved and mutated variety that can survive in the air for a long time and can be transmitted through secretions and droplets produced by coughing, sneezing, and talking. It is highly contagious. None of the antibiotics that have been successfully developed has a significant effect on it, and can only barely prolong the survival time..."

"Did Qing Yazi do it?" The president floated beside the little star.

"It can only be him," the little star stared sharply. "It seems that he is no longer obsessed with obtaining Pangu's bloodline. He wants everyone in the city to contribute their lives to his bloodline..."

The president suddenly said: "The quality is not enough, how about the quantity?"

The little star said in a deep voice: "Exactly, we have to act as soon as possible, as long as we can catch him and destroy the eyes of the blood formation, the blood curse that loses its echo will naturally decay, and the innocent people involved will also die." It's saved, and..." Little Star paused, then said, "There's something strange about this matter."

"What?" the president asked, and several elders from Xiaoyaoguan also looked over.

"If people from the whole city are to be buried with them, the coverage of the blood array should be huge." The little star took out his phone, opened the map app, and drew a circle on it, "At least it must cover such a large area. It should be pretty obvious."

Everyone present looked at each other.

【53】

In the afternoon of the same day, the alien squad of Wan Yao Palace patrolling the city caught a group of punks who were scribbling on the wall... and successfully maintained the appearance of the city.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" The gangsters tried to mess around, but they were knocked to the ground one by one by the disciples of Wan Yao Palace. "Which department are you from!? The police beat someone! The police killed someone!"

The leader of the alien team: "Shut up, we are run by the street."

Other strangers echoed: "Graffiti is not allowed here, offenders will be fined 50/100/300/5000... Don't you know?"

The other words were all spoken in unison, except for the difference in the amount of fines!

——"5000 is too much, it's better to just grab it..."

——"50 you have the nerve to say?"

——"There are so many people, 50 per person is okay."

——"Fold it, 300 is fine, I think."

Several strangers got together and chatted.

Little gangster: "Enough! What about blackmailing people?"

The Yiren team instantly unified their caliber, and put on the red cuffs of the aunts of the neighborhood committee, and said calmly: "Three hundred, that's three hundred, a one-buy price."

gangster:"……"

The squad leader looked at the pictures found on the little gangster, confirmed that the pictures on the paper were indeed part of the blood formation, and asked interrogatorily, "Where did these come from?"

"We don't know anything," the leader of the hooligans crouched on the ground and held his head in his hands. "It costs 500 yuan to draw a picture. A Taoist priest gave me the picture and paint."

The strangers exchanged a few glances.

Squad leader: "Catch them first, send them back to find some charmers and ask them carefully."

Several strangers led the gangsters back to the base camp of Wan Yao Palace. The captain led other team members to destroy the graffiti on the wall by the gangsters. This special paint is specially used to draw blood formations. The material is insoluble in water and extremely It was difficult to clean up, so the captain simply ordered everyone to draw a huge "demolition" character on the blood formation with red paint... This would also have the effect of destroying the blood formation.

However, this only destroys the edges and corners of the blood formation. It can only weaken the power of the blood formation, but it cannot destroy it. In the final analysis, we still need to find the eyes of the formation.

【54】

The team sent by Wan Yao Palace searched all over the city, caught several groups of graffiti in one day, destroyed several small blood formations by painting "demolition", and sent all the captured people back to Wan Yao Palace Interrogation by charmers.

The little bastards were escorted into Minghuang Entertainment, and they were all in a daze.

The charmer can use illusions to make people fall into a state of confusion. The gangsters who were captured into the Wan Yao Palace were weak in mind, and were bewitched to tell all the things they knew. To the little star.

Due to the seriousness of the situation, Tiangong Pavilion also sent a group of elders and disciples from the same line of drawing souls to Wan Yao Palace to support them, and sketched the alchemists who issued tasks to them through the dictation of the gangsters.

The president whispered in Little Star's ear: "The one in white... yes, that's him. He's a famous painter. His last painting was sold at an auction for 8000 million yuan."

The little star was very calm: "The disciples and elders of the painting soul lineage are either painters or writers, and they all rely on pens for a living anyway..." After a pause, the little star gossiped to the president, "Huanghun can be like us. Just as a foreigner feeds ghosts with yin energy, he feeds his pen spirit with his own aura, and some painting souls can't paint by themselves, and the paintings are all drawn by the pen spirit they raise."

The president was shocked: "Can it still be like this?"

"Yes, and they also know how to keep pace with the times," the little star and the president bit their ears, "Nowadays, painting souls rarely have brush spirits, and there are few places where brushes can be used in modern times. Most painting souls have It’s a pencil pen spirit, a duckbill pen pen spirit, a dip pen pen spirit, a marker pen pen spirit...the more trendy ones are the pressure-sensitive pen pen spirit.”

The CEO was at a loss: "...the pressure-sensitive pen works?"

"That's right." Xiao Xingxing said, "The kind of pen that works with the tablet."

"This is too advanced..." The president couldn't believe it.

"There are also those who don't have a pen spirit at all." The little star shook out all the gossip he heard from other strangers, "There is also a painting spirit who writes novels, but a keyboard spirit."

The daily [-]D change is simply not too easy.

"..." The president couldn't help imagining the scene where the author himself was lying on the side picking his feet, while the brush and keyboard were desperately trying to finish the draft.

After all, the method used by the painting soul to control the pen spirit is different from that of ordinary painters. A well-raised pen spirit can perceive human emotions and memories to a certain extent, and the accuracy of the portraits drawn is quite high.

After drawing the first batch of sketches of suspected Qingyazi's minions, Xiaoxing took the portraits of several people and other clues from the mouths of the gangsters, and said to the president: "It's not too late, let's go."

——Right now, the "plague" is spreading rapidly. Although no one will die before the blood formation is completed, the panic can hardly be suppressed. Information is blocked. In order to prevent the spread of the plague, it has become impossible to enter and leave the city. They must resolve this matter before greater turmoil occurs.

"Where are you going? Let me scare someone, just say a word." The president was eager to try, gearing up.

——After this period of tempering, the president thinks that he is already a qualified ghost. In the process of training with a dummy, he can choke people to death within ten seconds. A pretty good score.

Not only that, but President Li Gui has also mastered many necessary skills of ghosts, such as the technique of reflecting grimaces in the mirror, the technique of blood flowing from the faucet, the technique of filling the sewer with hair, and the technique of playing glass marbles upstairs and smashing the ground. He has various scaring methods and sophisticated techniques .In addition, the president has also practiced the ability to poke his tongue out half a meter away from his mouth, and roll his eyes so that he can't see the black eyes. He pays great attention to the creation of terrifying details...

Unexpectedly, the little star said lightly: "You are not needed."

President: "..."