The Daily Life of Catching Monsters [Liao Zhai + Honghuang]

Gudong gudong a bowl of Meng Po soup.

If it is sour, sweet, spicy, salty, what kind of taste is it when they blend together?

That is the taste of Mengpo soup.

This is not a simple play on the sense of taste, otherwise it would be enough to block the sense of taste. This thing doesn't care about whether there is a sense of taste, and cuts it clean with one knife.

On King Qin Guang's immobile face for thousands of years, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, his lips were trembling, and his face was bitter.

Don't ask, I just want to vomit.

Very nauseous.

If there is such an operation as gastric lavage, Qin Guangwang is willing to take out the stomach directly and take local materials and throw it into the Wangchuan River to wash it.

In fact, this operation is useless.

Use the wisdom of Hades, um...

Useless.

I have gone all the way.

True hell-level cuisine.

Let people have a psychological shadow in this life.

Po Meng opened her eyes calmly, and glanced at King Qin Guang. Is Po Meng's soup so bad?

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Qin Guangwang: I have a sentence that I don't know if I should say it or not. Ma'am, what are your taste buds made of?Iron torrent? !

"Ma'am, he"

"I already know, when you report the day lily is cold." Ping Xin stared at Meng Po soup, picked up the soup, and took a sip.

Ok……

Sure enough, this group of boys is not blessed.

Seeing this, King Qin Guang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Madam, you really were born as a God of War back then.

King Qin Guang felt deep admiration for this.

really!Empress is great.

With King Qin Guang's expression full of admiration, he said calmly, "You don't need to worry about him. As long as you don't want to fight wantonly in the underworld and destroy public property in the underworld, you don't need to do anything, understand?"

"Yes."

Ping Xin stretched her waist, and then disappeared.

If there is anything to do, it is actually going to sleep.

The addiction to sleeping is huge these days, and she is already a hands-off shopkeeper, what else can she do if she doesn't fight?

sleep.

Although Pingxin is the kind with the most benevolent heart, his violent factors are actually no less than others.

The so-called lessness of the latter is also compared with other brothers and sisters.

There is no way of entertainment, even if there is, it is a part of her vast life.

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Qin Guangwang adjusted his mentality, trying to get rid of the vomiting caused by Mengpo soup.

After all, this thing can't be spit out at all.

Then King Qin Guang left to convey the basic operation and central idea of ​​this matter to the kings of Hades.

……

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In a small courtyard with flourishing flowers and plants.

Fan Qi recited this formula silently in her heart, and tried again and again.

It is said that Dafa is easy to learn, but mana can't be learned, it has to be accumulated a little bit.

In view of the status of Guichao and the aura given by the Heavenly Dao, it can be considered that he has made rapid progress.

but……

Whoever learns knows.

Because of what happened last time, Fan Qi asked for a leave of absence without hesitation, but she never expected it to be approved, and most importantly, there were too many long readings approved.

To what extent is it that it has been approved for three years? !

Great job my boss.

Changjuan: I'm not, I haven't.

The flowers and plants in the small courtyard are swaying, among which the most common one is Manjusawa. In fact, there was only one plant, but now it is split as a seedling, but there are quite a few of them now.

Fan Qi's time in the underworld was not long, and the most time was still in the human world.

A world with sunrise and sunset.

Under the locust tree.

Where he was first picked up.

The total sum may not be as much as it is now.

In the small courtyard, it was very hot.

I am practicing in the morning.

I am practicing in the afternoon.

In short, I have been practicing.

Wu Yuan is very satisfied in this process.

Fan Qi was also very satisfied during this process.

Got a win-win √

on two levels.

Just perfect.

Wu Yuan leaned on his chin, sat aside, looked at Fan Qi without turning his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a slight smile.

"Wu Yuan, do you think it's right for me to do this?" He pointed to the big rock over there.

Although it will almost disappear in a while, it still exists for now.

It can be regarded as lighting up the skill points√

Also perfect!

Thinking of this, the smile on Fan Qi's face was beyond words.

There was a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes." There should be nothing wrong with her appearance.But... Seeing Fan Qi like this, Wu Yuan didn't want to hit him.

However, this is obviously wrong.

Then Wu Yuan couldn't help but said, "However, Xiao Qi, do you still remember the golden one?"

"Is it golden?"

Under Fan Qi's gaze, Wu Yuan nodded resolutely.

Then with a wave of his hand, a large golden stone appeared directly on the ground, referred to as gold for short.

"..."

Sure enough, Brother Monkey's experience cannot be replicated.

It can be seen from this, what kind of god and man Monkey Brother is, oh, no, God Monkey.

Fan Qi took a deep breath and continued to smash the stone.

Standing with a height advantage, Wu Yuan walked to Fan Qi's side and put his hand on the back of Fan Qi's head, inserting his fingers into his long black hair, which was very soft.

It seems like comfort.

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Wu Yuan: No, I didn't comfort you.

Then Fan Qi continued his practice.

Compared with mana, spells are really easy to learn from various angles.

He's an adult, so...

Both of these are hard to learn!

But I want both!

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As for the twists and turns in the process, are they twists and turns?That is the fence leading to the light [liu] Ming [pi] great [da] road [lao], is it a thing?

Not at all!

No problem!

Under Wu Yuan's focused gaze, Fan Qi started No.40 again for six attempts.

Rounding up is an improvement of [-] million.

Anyway, something is not.

The road ahead is bright.

Victory is at hand.

No problem!

Once, Fan Qi solved this problem perfectly.

Fossil into gold√

Although it is easy to change back after a long time, this is obviously not the point!

So far, very good results have been obtained.

Then Fan Qi continued to start the next spell.

Fan Qi began to pour chicken soup into herself continuously.

Afterwards, Fan Qi looked at the collection of spells that Wu Yuan had compiled for him.

Ok……

The road is long and long, so take your time.

In fact, Wu Yuan was also a teacher for the first time, he had never done such a thing before.

To him, this innate ability is as simple as eating and drinking.

And these spells, in fact, he did not know where he touched them in his memory.

If I remember correctly, it seems to belong to Taishang Laozi?

No, Lao Tzu's is for people to cultivate, and ghosts are obviously not allowed.

Ok……

Forget it, don't care about the details.

From a certain point of view, it is such a principle to know one thing and know a hundred things.

As far as Wu Yuan is concerned, time flies a bit fast.

The mana on his body is still fading, leaking air all day long, so far Wu Yuan has not been able to move.

The aura in the underworld is more abundant than that on the ground, but Wu Yuan doesn't have much feeling about it.

As far as he is concerned, his problems are not aura.

Time is running out.

What's more, that drop of blood essence exacerbated this speed.

But Wu Yuan did not regret it, from another aspect, he would not leave for a moment.

They are still very close, even negative distance.

Ok……

In fact, it would be better if the distance is negative every day.

Fan Qi stared at the book in her hand very seriously, page by page.

From time to time, if you don't understand, you will ask.

Wu Yuan said what he had to say, and he didn't hide his secrets.

It's true that Wu Yuan's teacher's level is really not very good, but teaching Fan Qi, it's probably enough to teach Fan Qi... right?

Anyway, it is also a pretty powerful one.

Although I don't know what kind of boss I was before.

But guessing by myself, it should be quite powerful.

There is no such thing as daytime in the underworld.

Just say it is fast or not, it seems to be quite fast if you say it is slow, after these three years.

It can be said that Fan Qi has been training intensively during this period.

In the first half month, Wu Yuan was still there, and he could be regarded as an instructor.

Every day is cultivation, cultivation, and cultivation.

Ghosts don't need to sleep, and high-intensity and endless rest are also possible.

Moreover, there is no such thing as time in practice, rounding it up.

Not to mention three years, even 3000 years is also possible.

That feeling is very mysterious.

Mysterious and mysterious.

Just dreaming.

There is still a consciousness that still exists very clearly.

There is no such thing as time in this process.

The day Wu Yuan left was silent, but it can be said that he had been vaccinated in advance.

Even when I left, I still felt a lot of reluctance.

I don't know where this person went.

Of course, during this process, Fan Qi learned the fact that this guy is not human at all.

If it is a demon, it is not.

But since Wu Yuan didn't say anything, Fan Qi didn't ask either.

Some things are simple, the past is the past.

It doesn't make much sense to get to the bottom of it.

Say what you want to say, don't ask if you don't want to say it, no one has a secret.

Fan Qi was holding a long sword, panting and thrusting it into his waist, his eyes were fixed on the sharp weapon in his hand.

Or Broken Sword.

Three years, whether it is long or short, has passed anyway.

Fan Qi doesn't step through the door, the second door... Forget it, ignore the next sentence.

A black bird flew straight in from the sky. If you observe carefully, it has three legs.

In the residential area of ​​the ghost town, except for this bird, all birds are forbidden to fly.

But this bird is not allowed to fly unless it is delivering a message.

Even if the underworld is reformed, this remains the same.

From a certain point of view, it is not purely racial discrimination, after all, most people are still not allowed to fly.

What's the matter with flying over people's heads all day long?

This kind of person should be killed.

Of course, this is not PTSD, this is racism.

This rule can be said to have been in operation for many years since the existence of the underworld.

Of course, although this bird has three claws.

But this bird is not the so-called Golden Crow, it's just deformed.

In view of some people's bad taste, they stayed directly as civil servants, and they were dedicated to running errands.

Fan Qi took the official document, and the words on it were very easy to understand.

……

Seventh, go back to work quickly, and don't tell others about the three-year vacation.

otherwise--

Do it at your own risk.

If you encounter such a thing as being surrounded and beaten to death hundreds of times, the organization will not care about you :)

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