Six Realms Office

Chapter 253 The Broken Inheritance of the Monster Clan!
"Boss, how much is your bun?"

When the voice of inquiry came, Mo Xiaohu smiled at the customer in front of him, and gestured: "Bowl-sized buns cost two yuan each."

"so cheap?"

The man frowned slightly, and looked Mo Xiaohu up and down: "Boss, you are not a local, are you?"

"Yes, I am a demon."

Mo Xiaohu paused suddenly, secretly almost telling Yaoxu out.

"Kiln? The place of the kiln? Boss, are you from Tianjin?"

The customer was surprised: "It's quite far from here."

"Ah, it's nothing, it's all about making a living."

Mo Xiaohu laughed and said, "The locals are tired of eating local buns, and the price is fixed, so we don't have any money to make money. To put it bluntly, if you come to another place, the business will be better."

"Even if the profit is a little lower, quantitative changes can produce qualitative changes."

The man said: "Hey, that's reasonable, but boss, you don't cut corners with this bun, do you?"

Mo Xiaohu smiled and said, "How is it possible, this is the authentic Mo's steamed stuffed bun. Believe me, it's definitely better than Goubuli."

"I don't know if it's better than Goubuli, but I'll try it first."

The man curled his lips, took a steamed bun from the stall, paid for it, and he took a bite.

"!"

His eyes lit up immediately, and he wiped out the steamed stuffed bun immediately, and then said to Mo Xiaohu, "Boss, this steamed stuffed bun is fine!"

"What stuffing do you put?"

Mo Xiaohu laughed and said, "Mixed beef and mutton, of course it's delicious."

He thought to himself, these meats are the cultured meat he brought from the demon market, they are all normal beasts with undeveloped spiritual intelligence, but living in the demon market all the year round, the quality of the meat is naturally much better than the cultured meat from the outside world .

The man said: "I'll buy [-] first, pack it!"

Mo Xiaohu said: "Okay, 20 yuan buns!"

After the man left, Mo Xiaohu stared at his back for a long time before looking away.

"Just an ordinary person, hey, me too, how could I meet that person on the first day of opening."

Mo Xiaohu tapped his head, thinking to himself that he was too impatient, he couldn't be impatient about meeting the gods, he had to proceed step by step.

It seems that there is no other better way than this method to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit.

"Huh? What is this?"

Mo Xiaohu saw a card dropped on the ground, it was pitch black with no words on it.

"Where did the garbage come from? Did that man just drop it?"

Mo Xiaohu sniffed it with his nose, and then checked it carefully with his spiritual sense, but found nothing unusual about this card.

"Let's put it here and return it to him next time. Seeing that this card is so new, it doesn't seem like it was deliberately thrown away."

Mo Xiaohu curled his lips: "This can't be a bank card, can it?"

The man bought steamed stuffed buns from Mo Xiaohu's stall, and ate them mouthful. He came to the side of a copy shop, and on the left side of the copy shop was a noodle shop.

He just walked in between the two stores, and then disappeared on the road.

"Demon Market?"

A quaint pavilion suddenly appeared in front of the man, as if it had traveled through thousands of years and came to modern times.

His appearance gradually changed, revealing the appearance of Chen Yuan.

"It's no wonder that the monster race in the human world is not visible. I thought it was all extinct, but now it seems that this is not the case."

Chen Yuan took a bite of the bun and smacked his lips.

"Good meat, at least his business will not be bad, but this is too real."

"Using raw animal meat nourished by spiritual energy to make buns, it seems that only these guys can do it."

Chen Yuan paused slightly, and then said strangely: "Interesting, did he put the card away?"

"The golden letter has not appeared, that is to say, his time has not come yet?"

He rubbed his chin, the world has changed drastically, the monster race has escaped the world for thousands of years, and now they are returning to the world again, for what reason?
Do you want to rise again?Then how could I help them, especially the older big monsters in the monster clan, they should know that luck is irreversible, and it is impossible to forcibly take their lives against the sky.

So this is what the little demon himself meant?
The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth curled up: "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

"I want to see what kind of surprise you will give me."

Mo Xiaohu put away the booth, and the morning time has passed. Although it was the first day, he had already attracted dozens of repeat customers.

It's just a pity that I didn't meet that one.

"Eh"

Mo Xiaohu rested his chin, stared blankly for a while, then started to pick up the pen, found a piece of paper, and kept writing on it.

Those characters are crooked, like Chinese characters, but very different.

This is the script of the Yaozu, the script of the Yaoxu.

It is derived from Chinese characters.

He writes vigorously, if someone who can understand the Yaoxu language is here and sees what Mo Xiaohu wrote, maybe he will be dumbfounded.

There were words such as [irritability], [asshole], [MMP] written on it. It was obvious that this guy was in a bad mood and was venting.

"call!"

He crumpled up the piece of paper he had written before, and threw it away. He seemed to have collapsed, and fell straight on the bed.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

Mo Xiaohu pinched his nose, this time the family wanted him to come out to find that god, and they had a lot of tricks.

What they want is the law of inheritance.

It is said that the last time there was a great war in the world, and that god appeared in that battle, brought back hundreds of strong human races from the past, instantly reversed the situation, and wiped out all the strong human races in the dark world.

They are no strangers to the dark world, because many relatives are still in the world.

Their bloodlines are no longer pure, and occasionally there will be one or two reversions to their ancestors, but compared with pure blood monsters like themselves, they are still far behind.

There are some old monsters lingering on their last legs, and it is said that they wanted to get involved in that battle, but now everyone is thankful that they didn't participate, otherwise they would really be sent to the underworld.

When a current heavenly official appeared, those guys didn't even have the slightest desire to get a piece of the pie.

But they had other ideas.

That one can actually travel through time, which is not something ordinary gods can do.

In other words, that person is likely to be the new owner of the shop, so it all makes sense.

Travel through time, return your lost inheritance, and strengthen your family.

The elders of Mo Xiaohu's family had this idea.

Their family is now in decline. In a great war 200 years ago, the family inheritance was lost, many strong men died in battle, and the entire Xuanhu clan suddenly fell into a slump.

Seeing his weak pulse, the other tiger tribes were all about to move, but the tallest one didn't do anything to stop him.

Although the monster race is on par with the human race, they still follow that set of rules in their bones.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

　PS: The holidays are finally here. The past few days have been really dark. I can finally have a good rest in the next two days. The 233 mode update will resume tomorrow. If there is no fourth update tonight, then I will save it for tomorrow.

　　
　
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