The years I was a birdman

Chapter 61

Parents are really cruel this time, from their attitude towards Zhang Shifei, it can be seen that in the past, her mother would put pocket money on his computer desk every morning, and the computer desk was on his bed Next to it, when he wakes up from a hangover, he can touch it and know how much he should spend today.

But ever since that evil parted phone call to them, this source of income has been completely cut off. Every time he wakes up, he still touches it symbolically, but there is nothing.

Today is his first day at work, but he was not in the mood at all. At eight o'clock, he struggled to get up. He had never woken up so late before. He called Fatty Li, but no one answered. He sighed tone, thinking in his heart that he might be pretending to be dead because of excessive indulgence.

No way, let's go by himself, his parents have already left, so after he took a shower, he put on his clothes casually and went out. He fumbled in his pocket and found a few hundred dollars. This is really a crime. , the more urgently you need money, the less money you have. It was so sad before. Thinking of this, he sighed, come on, don't take a taxi, wait for 213.

On the bus, I was surrounded by college students who missed classes every day, like canned sardines. Zhang Shifei used to be like them, doing nothing but playing games and picking up girls. Fu's half-dead working state?
He really hates why his father asked him to learn to drive before he thought it was troublesome. If he had a ticket now, he would still use this crap, but it was too late to complain. After backing up two times, he finally had a face full of resentment Appeared at the door of Fukuzawa Hall.

Pushing the door open, he found that he was sitting in front of the computer, holding a plastic bag of steamed stuffed buns in his hands, stuffing the stuffed steamed stuffed buns into his mouth while looking at Gintama with PPS, laughing from time to time, Zhang Shifei looked at With the virtue of splitting up, he looks like an otaku and a knockoff. Who would have imagined that he is actually an exorcist who can kill monsters and kill people?
Zhang Shifei understood, it turned out that the exorcist priests and non-human fireworks written by folk masters in those books and stories were all bragging, and the gap between reality and legends was too great.

Zhang Shifei walked into the room, sat down on the sofa, and said, "Partition, I'm here."

That part didn't look back at him, still looking at Hasegawa in the cartoon with a smirk, he said, "Here we go, have you eaten yet? I have two buns left here, do you want to eat?"

Zhang Shifei shook his head, and then said to the other: "I don't want to eat, Li Lanying probably came a little later, by the way, it's my first day at work, what should I do?"

Then he split his head and thought about it, and then said with a mouthful: "Let me think about it... Well, you first put three sticks of incense on the Buddha statues in the room, and then go to the bookcase next to you to find books that you can understand. "

"It's that simple?" Zhang Shifei was a little surprised. It was different from the scene he imagined going to work. He turned his head and picked his nostrils and said to him, "Yes, why don't you think that? If you don't like There's so little work, you can just mop the floor again."

Zhang Shifei was speechless. Is this still going to work? Why does it feel like staying at home with this guy?But he didn't dare to say more, because he knew that if you talk too much, you will lose your words, so he picked up the incense and put three pillars on all the Bodhisattvas in the room. It didn't take long. The husband didn't pay any attention to him, and after he was done, he walked to the bookshelf, and all he could see were some old books, some of which looked like they had been bought at a street stall. I found that I couldn't understand the words on it at all, and it was still written in Zuan style.

Zhang Shifei is a little speechless. The only font he can recognize in these books is traditional Chinese. They are still books with a lot of new characters. Most of them introduce folk stories about monsters, ghosts, and geomantic omens. They are not his reading at all. However, he had no choice but to find a book with pictures and sat on the sofa, flipping through it. Seeing that it was noon and no one came to the store, he put down the book and looked at the other side of the book. Said: "I said splitting up, this is too busy, can I just come here every day to burn incense and read books?"

At this time, Mr. Cui had finished watching the cartoon, and started fighting landlords again. He said to Zhang Shifei: "Yes, it's almost like this. Don't worry, when I first started this business, every day That's what you did."

Zhang Shifei was speechless. It turns out that the exorcist is usually an idler. At this time, he was really bored, so he moved a stool and sat next to Mr. Cui to start a conversation with him. He told Mr. Cui that he could Mr. Cui asked him what he was doing because he couldn’t advance some wages first. Zhang Shifei thought that there was no need to tell him about Xu Ying, so he found a random reason. Mr. Cui shook his head and said, “No, I said the rules before, and I can't break them."

Zhang Shifei was worried. He had to know that he had to go to Langhao to see Liang Yuner tonight. The little money in his and the fat man's pockets might not be able to withstand it. What should we do?

At this moment, the fat man came, with a pale face and dark eyes, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit. After entering the door, he sat down on the sofa and did not speak. Zhang Shifei hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ?”

The fat man turned his head to look at Zhang Shifei, and said weakly with his mouth open: "Damn, those two girls were too powerful last night."

Zhang Shifei was speechless. Looking at the fat man's unbearable appearance, he thought to himself who is prostitution?

Zhang Shifei looked at the wretched expression on the parting head. It is certain that the fat man will be deducted from his wages. After lunch, he asked the fat man in private how much money he had left. After too much, I have no memory, and today I found the tragedy after looking through my pockets.

Zhang Shifei felt even more tragic, what should he do tonight! ?
This is a common problem of sons and daughters. It is better not to go than to pretend to be coercive, but if you don't go, you think, oh, why is money so important?

There is no way, it seems that I can't go tonight, and now I can only wait for the end of the month or the demon egg to make trouble again, but I don't know how long I will have to wait.

Fortunately, God seemed to take good care of him and didn't make him wait too long. After three days, things came to him by themselves. During these three days, nothing happened to Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying. For the past two days, they flipped through all kinds of incomprehensible books in Fuze Hall. Mr. Cui didn't pay much attention to them, but they must not let go of their cultivation. Every afternoon, Mr. Cui would let them return to the animal body , and then continue to exercise your own fairy bones.

Since that night, Zhang Shifei has also understood the feeling of fairy bones. After training, he can occasionally emit the blue smoke, but Li Lanying still doesn't understand, and can only look at Zhang Shifei's shining arm and get angry. .

It was one afternoon, and the two were cultivating immortal bones in the back room. Suddenly, the door of Fuze Hall was pushed open, and three middle-aged men walked in, all well dressed. Fighting the Landlord's split, for a moment it seemed that they didn't know what to say.Mr. Cui seems to have been used to the guests for a long time, and he changed his expression instantly, and said with a serious and serious face: "Welcome, are you inviting Buddha, there are all kinds of gods in this small shop."

Those three people seemed quite embarrassed. Before, one of them with a bald head said, "No please, no please, just take a look."

Mr. Cui smiled, he knew that these people still couldn't get along, they must be on business, so he walked up to them and said with a fairy face: "Then please take a look... ...?"

Mr. Cui pretended to be quite surprised and said: "I have a few words, I don't know if I should say it or not."

The bald man hurriedly said, "Say, please."

Mr. Cui pondered for a while, and then said: "I think the three of you must have encountered something unexplainable recently, right?"

The three of them had complex expressions when they heard what Mr. Cui said, and the bald man hurriedly said, "How did you see that?"

That Mr. Cui smiled slightly, and then motioned the three of them to sit down on the sofa. After the three of them sat down, he also sat on the chair, and then said with a fairy face: "Because I can see the complexion of the three of you." It is different from ordinary people, there is a dark mist in the courtyard of the gods, and the human neutron hangs on the jaws and lips, of course, I think you also believe what I say, otherwise, you would not have come here."

Although those three people didn't understand Mr. Cui's words very well, they were full of admiration when they heard what he said. The bald head wiped his sweat, and then said: "Mr. Cui really deserves his reputation, yes, we were introduced by someone. , I have indeed encountered some evil things in the past two days."

Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying heard these words clearly in the back room, and the two looked helpless. These three people are too easy to deceive, so easy to let that part fool you, but the two thought it was the same. It is the reason why they don't do bad things on weekdays and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, or they have ghosts in their hearts, otherwise how could they be so flustered?
(It's late, sorry.)
(End of this chapter)