My Demon King Plush

Chapter 80

Who is Qinglan? A flying corpse, a high-grade species among zombies, the kind that cannot be formed even after forty or fifty years of blood essence refining, can be used as a family heirloom in an ordinary warlock family.

Who is Qinglan's owner?

Don't know, don't know, don't understand.

No one knows whether they have recognized their master, who their master's name is, whether they are still alive, or where they are if they are alive.

Due to the special nature of zombies, they cannot simply be defined as monsters or artifacts; although they are loyal by nature, they do not necessarily only recognize one master from beginning to end. Occasionally, there are extremely powerful zombies that will kill their master before they die. Passively terminate the blood contract, transfer it to the next generation of the owner or the next generation of clan members, and recognize the owner again, thus slowly becoming an heirloom of a warlock family.

In this process of constantly transferring blood contracts and passing them on from generation to generation, zombies come into contact with more and more souls, experience more and more things, and use more and more essence and blood to strengthen themselves. Gradually, zombies will become It will break away from the "loyal puppet" state at the beginning and gradually form its own character and have its own thoughts. At the same time, its status will be upgraded from a tool to a partner, companion, family member, and even an elder in the clan, with certain decision-making power. .

Qinglan's state is very embarrassing. He doesn't look like the kind of old zombie who has gone through too much, but he is obviously not the kind of first-generation puppet who only obeys orders. There are very few products where there are gaps in the process of contract transfer. They are neither bound by the previous generation of masters nor inherited by the next generation of masters. They are lucky enough to retain their own "life" and life even when the blood contract is broken. His consciousness, even this consciousness was probably a little damaged, and an obsession of "finding the master" was planted in his mind for some reason.

——The Demon Management Bureau and the Warlock Association in Xiangcheng tend to speculate this way; it’s just that Qinglan herself was confused and confused when she mentioned “Master”, and she still can’t cooperate with the Demon Management Bureau to confirm his situation. .

Nowadays, more than ten years have passed since Qinglan was included in the Demon Management Bureau. The members of the Xiangcheng Demon Management Bureau have habitually used the phrase "It's better to accompany Qinglan to find the master" as a joke, to the effect that It's impossible anyway, and it would be more interesting to spend time with Qing Lan looking for her master.

Then now this task fell to Bai Laogou inexplicably.

Bai Ju looked at Qing Lan who was standing in the courtyard, obediently drawing, chopping, and withdrawing the knife in a cycle. He felt a little dizzy.

He did have a technique suitable for zombie puppets to practice alone. After all, he persuaded Qing Lan. "It will be easier to find the master when you are stronger" and other seemingly reasonable remarks came out of Bai Laogou's mouth. It always made him feel like his conscience had been eaten away at him.

Using the same method, Bai Laogou would not feel guilty when he deceived Mengdu's falcon.

Recalling the conversation with Leiwo just now, Bai Ju felt that this falcon needed to replenish its brain more than practice.

Leivo, who was very wary at the beginning and was close to having explosive hair, lowered his head and raised his eyes to stare at Bai Ju, leaning slightly sideways: "Can you really make me stronger?"

Bai Ju frowned, a little offended and displeased: "Really."

Leivo still stuck his gun straight into his mouth: "What if you lied to me? What will be the price?"

Bai Lao Gou was a little funny. Thinking of the introduction given by Xiao Yao before, he casually said: "A roast leg of lamb?" He remembered that this was a common food in Mengdu.

As a result, Leivo's attitude became visibly gentle and respectful: "You are such a good person."

Bai Ju: "...???"

Then Leiwo followed Bai Ju's request and went hunting in the bay with Si Xiang Zhen Xie Pan Chu Jiu. As a falcon, he has quite a lot of hunting experience in the Mengdu Grassland, but this mission will probably lead the battle to the sea. With Lovo's air combat capabilities, he is still very advantageous, provided that he can adapt to the sea. fighting style.

In this regard, Sixiang Zhenxie Panchujiu, who has witnessed Bai Ju and Xiao Yao's activities on the sea, has some experience. A small tool spirit cannot do much, but it can still restore the scene memory for Lovo's reference. of.

So now, in the courtyard of Bai Ju and Xiao Yao, there are only two Huang Taixian who worship the moon and practice, and Qinglan, a flying corpse who is serious about practicing swordsmanship.

Xiao Yao communicated with people from various branches of the Demon Management Bureau in the study room and roughly summarized the management progress of Bai Ju; while Bai Laogou looked at the three little monsters who were working hard to cultivate for a while, and then made the palm-sized one he made before. The villain was placed at the entrance of the courtyard to supervise, while he sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, closing his eyes and searching through his collection.

Like many big monsters, Bai Ju naturally has his own small treasury, but all his belongings were scattered in the past pursuits, battles, and periods of displacement. The treasures left behind now are all hidden in his mind. Knowledge of exercises.

In fact, from this alone, it can be seen that Bai Laogou's brain is quite easy to use, and his knowledge of liberal arts projects is not the black hole level he currently shows; perhaps it is because he does not know much about modern writing, or perhaps it is talent. The whole point is focused on cultivation. In short, Bai Laogou’s deep memory and understanding of the exercises are completely worth his failure in Chinese language.

Bai Lao Gou, who had experienced the sin of possessing a treasure, had destroyed many precious copies of the exercises in order to save his life, but before destroying them, Bai Lao Gou had consciously memorized them all in his mind.

Bai Ju has never told anyone in detail about this, including Xiao Yao, who thought he hid the skills in some portable storage tool; let alone the warlocks and monsters who tried to hunt him down for the skills in the past. ——That is, Bai Lao Gou survived, so these treasures could be preserved. If Bai Lao Gou had not died at that time,

If he loses his life, his pursuers will know what they destroyed.

The wild mountain god Baiju is the living body skill library they are looking for.

Calmly, Bai Ju narrowed his eyes slightly, held his hand, and a blank jade slip appeared in his palm.

The mental power turned into silk threads and sharp blades, and he penetrated into the jade slip, carefully carved the several skills that were screened out, and then put the jade slip away. His movements were very fast, and it was easy to carve out the skills he was familiar with. Two of them were even improved by him, making them more suitable for monsters to cultivate than humans.

In just a few breaths, the jade slips in Bai Ju's palm had been replaced by more than a dozen. After carving out the useful ones, I picked up a few interesting scraps, and a few useless and confusing bad exercises to be carved out together. A total of more than forty books of exercises were taken out together, and there were five books mixed in them. The six corresponding exercises are not so conspicuous.

After Bai Ju finished carving out the technique, he lowered his eyes and considered it for a while, then let out a long breath.

He has no scheming, and his family Yao Yao also gave him the greatest support, but after all, other people are not his family members and are not worthy of his full trust; therefore, basic precautions are still necessary. More than 40 exercises were screened by him. Although the number is quite terrifying, half of them are useless, partial, and incomplete exercises, and another three are suitable for humans but not monsters. One percent, it wouldn’t be too shocking if they were all taken out, it was almost just within the cordon of human warlocks.

"I hope these things... don't arouse too much greed." Bai Ju stopped and sighed inaudibly.

Standing up, Bai Ju rubbed his forehead, his temples were a little swollen.

Xiao Yao's cell phone was placed on the coffee table. Bai Ju saw the breathing light on it turning on and off. He thought someone was looking for Xiao Yao, so he took the cell phone and went to the study.

Gently knocking the half-open door of the study room, Bai Ju paused and stretched out his hand to push it open.

Xiao Yao heard the knock on the door, but he was talking and did not answer. When he noticed Bai Ju coming in, he involuntarily curled his lips, turned his head and looked over, and nodded towards Bai Ju.

There are three people on the other end of the computer video, namely Bureau Deng from Beijing, Bureau Liu from Xiangcheng, and Bureau Sang from Mengdu.

Bai Ju entered the study and walked to the computer desk. He glanced at the screen and knew something in his mind. These people sent their little monsters over. On the one hand, those little monsters met the requirements. On the other hand, I am afraid it was also because of these. The relationship between people and Xiao Yao is relatively close, and they are relatively more trustworthy.

Wanting to understand this level, Bai Ju did not deliberately avoid the scope of the camera. Anyway, the camera could only capture the part below his chest. Standing behind Xiao Yao's chair, Bai Ju raised his hand and handed the phone to him, speaking slightly. Lowered his voice: "I have news, I don't know who is looking for you."

"Well," Xiao Yao just finished explaining, took a sip from the water glass, and without taking the phone, he used Bai Ju's hand to unlock the screen, lowered his eyes and clicked on WeChat, and said casually, "Don't you have a password? "

Bai Ju's palm was holding the phone firmly as a stand for him, and his other hand simply bent his elbow to support the back of the chair, holding his chin, and said with a slight slur in his words: "I won't try to check all your messages."

After a pause, Bai Ju realized that the video on the other side was irrelevant, and Xiao Yao's attitude of getting close to him was like declaring sovereignty; so he couldn't help but add with a smile in his voice: "...I know you will tell me."

Director Deng on the other side of the screen hissed with toothache.

"Aunt Deng, stop smoking and eat less sweets. Remember to brush your teeth at night and wash your teeth regularly." Xiao Yao didn't intend to pay attention to the lemon grove on the other side of the screen. He heard Director Deng's gasping sound with his ears and raised his eyes without raising his head. He raised his lips and teased.

Director Deng leaned back on the boss's chair with a relaxed posture, folded his arms and turned the pen in his hand, and said with a smile: "What, are you planning to treat Aunt Deng to my wedding candy?"

Xiao Yao flipped through his WeChat messages and glanced at the accumulated news about Qu Lang and Ling Yunjian's Turtle Island BBQ group. He leaned back, raised his head and said to Bai Ju: "Qu Lang wants to pull you in." The group doesn’t have your WeChat account.”

Bai Ju was stunned. There was only Xiao Yao in his WeChat address book, and he had never considered establishing a social network through WeChat before.

Xiao Yao poked at the screen, recommended Qu Lang's business card to Bai Ju, then patted Bai Ju's palm: "Add it."

Bai Ju didn't react. He stupefied and put Xiao Yao's cell phone on his desk, then reached into his pants pocket to take out his own cell phone. He is about to...share a circle of friends with Xiao Yao?

The three branch directors who were completely ignored on the other side of the screen cleared their throats in unison.

Director Mengdu Sang was a tall and strong man. He raised his hand and knocked on the table. He had a solemn face and said after holding it in for a while: "...Can we also add King Bai's WeChat account?"

Director Liu from Xiangcheng touched the top of his head and echoed with a clumsy excuse: "Hey, that's right, we still need someone to help give likes."

Director Deng sneered, biting the penholder, and said as if he was smoking a cigarette: "Add Auntie's WeChat message, and Auntie will send you a red envelope."

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