My Demon King Plush

Chapter 58

After Qu Lang, Xiao Yao, and Baiju met, the group called cars separately, and went to the tour bus station at the bottom of the Haiyinbao Mountains one by one.

After all, they are wearing dresses, so it is not convenient to climb the mountain. At this moment, most of the tourists who come to the party will go to the station and take a car to go up the mountain together.

The opening time of Haiyinbao is only on Thursday. Under normal circumstances, if tourists want to experience climbing to the castle, they will choose it in the early morning. At that time, the sun is not too bright, and they can also bring the dresses they will use at night. It's just that Xiao Yao's sequelae of nightmares are a bit serious today, so the two of them didn't go to Haiyinbao in advance.

Xiao Yao and Bai Ju took a taxi alone, not with Qu Lang and the other three. After all, it was a long journey from the west peninsula to the east peninsula. Qu Dui, who was strong and strong, said that he didn't want to breathe for half an hour in the compartment flooded with dog food.

"He just wanted to give us more space," Xiao Yao was used to the way Bai Ju clings to people when he was sitting in the car, so he simply leaned on him relaxedly, and justified Qu Dui's name with a smile, "And that He is arranging the study for the two children, so you have to get used to getting along with him."

Bai Ju's right was next to the car door, with his left arm around his little boyfriend, he raised his hand and pressed Xiao Yao's temple: "Qu Lang is actually very kind to you, and you don't really dislike him."

The first time the Special Service Team Qu appeared, Xiao Yao said that he deserved to be beaten, and it turns out that he is indeed prone to do things that deserved to be beaten; If it comes, this is just the inherent way of getting along between Xiao Yao and Qu Lang. Xiao Yao's affection for this junior is not shallow.

Being pressed comfortably by him, Xiao Yao tilted his head, closed his eyes and hummed, worried about the driver ahead, so he quietly drew a soundproof note in the air, and then said: "When Qu Lang was young, he was not as flexible as he is now... When he first entered Taoism, he was similar to a char siu bun, his yin and yang eyes could not be opened and closed, and he was still young at that time, he was psychic, and he was frightened by several ghosts for a whole year, curled up in a corner all day long. Can’t listen or see or speak, basically shut down.”

"Later...Later, it was also to make me happy, so he tried to make himself speak and communicate with others; later on, he found that I was angry and beat him up, and if I could vent my emotions a little, he would I started trying to get a beating." It's just that if I accidentally became too proficient in business, I developed a physique that didn't want to be beaten.

When Xiao Yao talked about Qu Lang, he slightly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of warmth under the half-closed eyelids: "Brother Bai, Qu Lang is a very, very important person in my life. His job in the Secret Service is very dangerous after all... ...It can be said that I applied to be separated from the Warlock Association and served as the director of the Demon Control Bureau in order to help him when necessary."

Bai Ju raised his eyebrows slightly.

He could guess that there were many stories between Xiao Yao and Qu Lang, but he really didn't expect that there were so many involved.

Recalling many times before, when Xiao Yao encountered something, he would chat with Qu Lang, and Bai Ju understood again: "So actually...you are a little dependent on Qu Lang?"

Xiao Yao raised his eyelids and looked at Bai Ju: "Although it's a bit embarrassing to admit this, it's true."

Bai Ju felt that the circumstances were justifiable, and it was not a bad thing to have someone to rely on, so he shook his head and said, "There is nothing to be ashamed of."

After a while, the old dog Bai sighed again, twisted Xiao Yao's earlobe with his fingers, and complained in a low voice: "Yao Yao, I'm jealous."

Xiao Yao chuckled lightly: "I'm still worried that you won't be jealous."

Xiao Yao raised his head and kissed Bai Ju's chin, coaxing him: "You have to remember the smell of jealousy, and I can rely on you in the future; after all, Qu Lang has his own life, and it's not good for me to always look for him when I have something to do. "

In fact, in the past two years, Xiao Yao has consciously reduced the number of times he seeks out Qu Lang, but recently he met the old dog Bai and turned on his love brain. No one could give him advice, so he had no choice but to find Qu Lang again.

Bai Ju responded in a low voice, and gently hugged Xiao Yao: "Don't worry, you can tell me about any problems you encounter in the future. Even if I don't have enough experience and don't know how to solve it, at least I can accompany you."

Xiao Yao cocked his lips, and stretched out his hands to straighten Bai Ju's collar: "It's enough to be with me."

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At this time, Qu Dui, who has several jobs, was in the car in front of them, with two young men who were not in the same boat, and a sluggish red fox was hanging around his neck.

Qu Lang really wanted to talk to the two young people, but he sat in the passenger seat by himself, and the two boys in the back row leaned against the door on one side.

Qu Lang: "emmm..."

Qu Lang turned his head, looked at Jing Xia who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down diagonally, then half turned around with difficulty, turned his head to look at Shao Simiao who was paralyzed on the seat, and didn't know what to say for a while. .

Slowly sitting back, Qu Lang patted Qiu Ziran's paw hanging in front of him, and discussed in a low voice: "Fox, do you have the ability to teach these two people?"

Qiu Ziran glanced at Qu Lang listlessly: "Aww..."

Qu Lang scratched his head: "Can't you teach? I thought you were good at dealing with all kinds of children."

Qiu Ziran opened his mouth and yawned: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Qu Lang: "...All right, there is indeed a generation gap." Counting it, the red fox lived dozens of years longer than him.

The taxi driver who was driving beside him couldn't help but look at Qu Lang twice more. He didn't feel that the two were talking normally. He just thought that Qu Lang was talking to his pet, so he said, "This fox is a alive?"

Qu Lang rubbed the red fox's head casually, and nodded in response: "

Yes, very good, right? "

The driver nodded and said with emotion: "It's really good. I thought your props were quite realistic; I also attracted two waves of guests before, and some of them played witches with minks around their necks. Those plush toys looked fake. "

Qu Lang smiled, took Qiu Ziran off, hugged him in his arms and smoothed his hair, then chatted with the driver.

The atmosphere in the car has eased, and it is not as stiff as before; Shao Simiao regained consciousness in the car seat, moved his buttocks forward, gently pushed the back of Qu Lang's seat, leaned over and whispered Said: "Well, Brother Qu, check WeChat."

Qu Lang casually chatted with the driver, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, glanced at Jing Xia from the corner of his eye, and took out his phone.

Barbecued Pork Bun: Brother Qu, are there ghosts in Haiyinbao? I promised the fans that I would start a live broadcast, but I was a little scared.

Qu Lang shook his head with a smile, and replied: "There are ghosts, but there are not many. Don't worry, there are our Chinese warlocks in Haiyinbao all the year round, and there is no evil left behind."

Shao Simiao tremblingly asked, "Don't ghosts belong to evil spirits?"

Qu Lang hissed, kneading the red fox's nape, thinking about how to respond: "The difference between ghosts and evil spirits is still a bit big."

"Let's put it this way, evil spirits are things that are malicious or instinctive to hurt people, and ghosts are a kind of obsession and a long-lasting form of the soul. You can think of them as ghosts, but ghosts are more difficult to form than ghosts. "

Qu Lang straightened out his thoughts, and quickly replied: "The ghost will retain the memory and mind of the deceased to the maximum extent possible, and may appear paranoid due to the cause of death or obsession, but the soul with evil thoughts as obsessions cannot become ghostly."

Shao Simiao stared at the phone screen, and struggled for a while to understand the Chinese language, trying to reassure himself: "In other words, ghosts are rational and harmless souls?"

Qu Lang mercilessly popped Shao Simiao's fantasy bubble: "I can't say that, although ghosts are usually not threatening, but this is not absolute. No matter what we get along with, we have to pay attention to the basic law - for example, you You can play the pen fairy game, but you can’t ask how the pen fairy died. No matter how gentle the ghost is, it will become a little unreasonable when it touches its obsession, and it is possible to do anything.”

Shao Simiao's mood went up and down: "Brother Qu, can you give me a specific example? I'm afraid I might accidentally step on a thunder...For example, would they mind being on the live broadcast?"

Qu Lang couldn't help laughing, and replied to him: "Okay, you can rest assured, the ghost of Haiyinbao has seen all kinds of tourists, they are not so careful, and the live broadcast is not once or twice. You just have to be careful not to do anything too offensive, like lifting a lady's skirt or grabbing a knight's sword."

Shao Simiao realized that he hadn't been so reckless, and immediately felt relieved. He sent Qu Lang a series of crazily grateful emojis, locked the screen and hugged his phone, saying repeatedly: "Amitabha, Amitabha."

Qu Lang couldn't help but put his phone back.

There were barbecued pork buns and the driver to liven up the atmosphere, and Qu Lang keenly noticed that Jingxia in the corner of the car seemed not as tense as before. Although she still refused to communicate, she seemed a little less alienated. It seems to relax a lot.

"Jingxia." Qu Lang called him, turned his head and saw that he raised his head in a daze, and simply picked up the red fox nestled on his body and threw it on his lap, "The fox will take care of you, I'm not serious Heavy, the little guy is a bit lost following me."

Qiu Ziran: "???"

Isn't it just because he is inconvenient in human form that he has been acting in his original form? It's embarrassing to be treated like a pet fox by Qu Lang, okay?

Jing Xia was caught off guard by a fluffy and warm little fox, and she immediately stretched her palms to protect Qiu Ziran's side at a loss, blinked slowly twice, finally came to her senses, and gently touched Qiu Ziran. Zi Ran's head answered, "...um."

As if realizing that his reaction was too cold, Jing Xia paused, and added: "I will take good care of it."

Ever since seeing King Bai, the red fox, whose life has been quite miserable, moved his ears when he heard the words, and felt very moved. He couldn't help but licked his fingers following Jing Xia's movements, and nestled affectionately into his arms. nest.

Focusing on this scene from the corner of his eye, Qu Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, moved his eyes to the front, and continued to casually chat with the driver.

Jingxia accepted Qu Lang's hypnosis, which is equivalent to being semi-forced to open her inner world; now that she wakes up and rebuilds her psychological defense line, she will have a stage of resistance and vigilance to the outside world. After all, the red fox Qiu Ziran The fake therapy dog ​​who has been around for so long is a plush with a healing weapon, so it is really the most suitable for him to appease Jing Xia.

After all, he is a human being who has established a contract with the merman, so the initial value of his favorability with the little monster is probably very high.

The red fox Qiu Ziran who was overqualified: "..."

He turned a little bit, and felt that he should have gone to Jing Xia's side earlier to be taken care of by the shit-shoveling officer, instead of hanging around the rough guy Qu Lang's neck as a scarf.

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After getting off the taxi and waiting at the tour bus station for a short time, Bai Ju and his group of five people plus a red fox got on the tour bus up the mountain smoothly.

As the car climbed up the hill steadily, the woods on the side of the mountain road became lush. Char Siu Bao opened the live broadcast room after deliberation, and pointed the camera at the woods outside the car window.

"Hi everyone, I'm the host of a horror game, Char Siu Bun." After introducing himself, Shao Simiao looked at the rewarding fireworks and dense bullet screens on the phone screen, cleared his throat, and continued, "Now, we

On the way to Haiyinbao, it was already late, and the street lights were not very bright. Looking at this mountain road, the ghostly shadows are scary, isn't it? "

It's a pity that sand sculpture netizens don't buy it:

——Dip, the electronic eye reminds you, look at the reflection of the window glass, and you will have new discoveries.

——Don't scare me in front of woc! ! !

——23333 Don't be surprised! But note that the window glass is real~~~

Char Siu Bun introduced a few more words based on what he remembered about Haiyinbao. When he turned his gaze back to look at the phone screen, the direction of the barrage had completely deviated from Haiyinbao.

Sand sculpture netizens:

--steamed stuffed bun! Come from the truth! What's wrong with the hot guy next to you!

Shao Simiao: "...Tsk, a bunch of heartless people."

Fortunately, he had already consulted Qu Lang before, and Qu Dui didn't mind being on camera, so Shao Simiao slowly approached him with his mobile phone and cleared his throat.

Qu·ban-inch man·in knight outfit·Lang didn't notice it, completely forgot that he would be in the mirror, and was arranging some affairs with the team members on his mobile phone; out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Shao Simiao approaching, and Qu Lang thought This coward was scared again, so he brushed Shao Simiao's hair and coaxed perfunctorily, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The straight male anchor who hadn't had time to speak: "..."

It's over, and it's impossible for netizens to listen to his explanation.

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Barbecued Pork Buns: So, is it too late to rewind?

Qu Dui is very innocent, who asked Shao Simiao to beg for nothing to keep Qu Dui in his room overnight=w=

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