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Chapter 14 Chapter 14

After this night, most of the senior demons knew that Ying Long, who had a bad temper, actually cultivated his body and raised his baby.

Although the race and identity of the cub are hidden tightly, according to Yinglong, the cub is obedient and cute, and looks better and more pleasing than all the demons here.

Of course, everyone was skeptical of the above words.

As for why Ying Qiao called in the middle of the night, it was because the novice parents had a small accident. The rebellious period of this cub was coming and he started to get angry.

It’s not because Ying Qiao wants to show off that he has a baby.

The monsters who received the call gathered their minds to watch the fun and raised funds overnight to buy a box of books to raise children for Ying Qiao and sent it to Ying Qiao's villa.

Chen Hua just learned from Taifeng that Ying Qiao was calling everywhere in the middle of the night, which was called asking for help, but it was actually a show-off. The little monster had such a soft temper, and Ying Qiao was able to make people angry. It was really not easy.

After handing over Tai Sui, he kept watching Ying Qiao's joke.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Ying Qiao dismantling the express box.

Chen Hua was shocked and thought that Ying Qiao was too frustrated and had something wrong with it: "Didn't you say you won't buy it online if you beat me to death?"

As a dragon who claims to be tasteful but actually forces a lot of things, Ying Qiao has always used luxury brands and high-end customs. Online shopping does not match his noble status and passes directly.

Ying Qiao glanced at him disgusted and said, "This is a book that Kaiming and others sent to me."

He took out the cardboard box and took out the books one by one, and the title of the book was-

"Methods of Communication with Adolescent Cubs", "Give Pups Freedom", "Catching Pups Sensitive Period", "Raising Pups"...

Chen Hua:...

He really wanted to ask sincerely, are you Shi Lezhi?

But Ying Qiao obviously felt that his friends were sincerely giving him advice. He picked up the top book "Methods of Communication with Adolescent Cubs" and looked at it seriously with a frown.

After turning a few pages of An Jing, Chen Hua heard him start to talk to himself.

"To understand and respect the preferences of the cubs, the cubs in the rebellious period have not yet established a complete view, and they always yearn for the powerful and cool monsters..."

Ying Qiao looked thoughtful. He pondered this paragraph for a while, turned his head and asked Chen Hua: "Is the special service team very mysterious and powerful in the eyes of those little monsters?"

Chen Hua was tall and said, "Of course, I usually go to the first floor to do business, and those little monsters are respectful, and there are also people who ask me for signatures."

Ying Qiao became more and more convinced of his guess, and he asked again: "What about Taotie? Do those little monsters also worship Taotie?"

Chen Hua didn't know about this, and in fact he didn't often go to the bureau. Although he had heard that Taotie had joined the special service team, he had never seen the other party so far. However, the little monsters seemed to have spread a lot of Taotie's gossip.

He thought for a moment: "It should... be...yes?"

After all, monsters are all strong. The stronger the monsters are, the more they make the little monsters yearn for.

Ying Qiao felt that he had found the crux of the problem.

Jiang Qing suddenly got angry yesterday, and it started after she mentioned Taotie.

He was vaguely unhappy with his speculation, but he had to admit that judging from his performance yesterday, the little monster may admire Taotie very much.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, the demon clan declined. There was no distinction between ferocious beasts and auspicious beasts. A powerful monster like Taotie, even if it is cruel and unkind, it is possible that it has a group of small fans.

Especially the little monster who is still in the rebellious period.

Ying Qiao lowered his eyelids, crossed his legs, held the book with one hand, and tapped gently on the armrest of the sofa with the other hand. He thought of finding a way to coax the little monster first, and then slowly guided him to worship a powerful and positive idol.

For example, yourself.

The Yinglong clan is a god in the lower realm and is born auspicious beast. Isn’t it more worthy of worship than the ferocious beast Taotie?

Chen Hua saw him sitting there, his expression was colorful and unpredictable, and he felt more and more that Ying Qiao was probably stimulating.

After a long time, Ying Qiao stood up and prepared to go out. He walked to the door and turned to the books piled on the sofa: "These books are good. Please help me give Kaiming and others a gift. If you return the gift, pick it from the underground warehouse."

After saying that, he paused and added: "Tell me another sentence, asking them, elders, to prepare red envelopes and meeting gifts. When the time comes, I will come to visit."

Chen Hua:...

You have not been beaten to death yet, mainly because no one can beat you.

Otherwise, the grave grass would be two meters high.

***

At 8:30 in the morning, Jiang Qing went out to work listlessly.

He didn't sleep well last night and had a lot of messy dreams.

First, he dreamed that Ying Qiao was talking badly to him in person. He turned back to his original form in anger, but he scared Ying Qiao to death. He hurriedly sent Ying Qiao, who had become a dead snake, to seek medical treatment. He finally saved him, but Ying Qiao didn't remember him. When he saw him, he started screaming wildly, saying that he didn't have a friend like him. He separated from Ying Qiao sadly, remembering that he had to go to work, he hurried to the unit, but forgot to turn back to the human form, and the real form suddenly collapsed the street office building.

Director Cheng furiously fired him.

He not only lost his friends, but also lost his job.

It's really miserable in the dream.

Jiang Leng woke up in a flash, and even lost her energy all morning.

He wanted to tell Ying Qiao yesterday that he was Taotie. After having a messy night dream, he felt it would be safer to wait for a while.

After they become more familiar with each other, they will confess to Ying Qiao.

At that time, Ying Qiao should have understood that Taotie was not that cruel or terrifying.

If they don’t believe in rumors or spread rumors, they will still be good friends.

After thinking it through, Jiang Xun bought a bowl of hot dry noodles, two tea eggs and a cup of soy milk on the side of the road, and happily went to the unit.

Director Cheng came early today. He saw Jiang Qing holding two dark circles of eyes. He carried a thermos cup to soak wolfberry and taught earnestly: "Young people should also pay attention to health preservation. Stay up late and lose hair. When you become me, it will be too late to regret it."

After saying that, he touched his bare head with a sigh.

Jiang Qing's expression was suddenly terrifying.

It happened that Xue Meng came out to throw the garbage, and finally stopped laughing. When Director Cheng left, he whispered to Jiang Qing: "Don't listen to the director's fooling around. He is hereditary bald, and he has been passed down from three generations. We have a strong hair, so we can't baldness."

Jiang Qing was relieved. Monsters are different from humans. If their hair is bald, their hair will probably be bald.

Think about a bald Taotie with a bald tail, how ugly it is?!

Sitting down at his work station, Jiang Xun peeled the two tea eggs and poured the soy milk into a shallow bowl - this is the breakfast of the sliver.

He himself ate a bowl of hot dry noodles with the remaining half cup of soy milk.

I finished my breakfast slowly and it was just about to be at work time.

Director Cheng returned and asked a few people to go to the conference room for a meeting.

This is the first time Jiang Qing met colleagues from other departments of the street office after joining the company. There are about 20 people in the entire street office, which belongs to five offices. In addition to their civil affairs department, there are also party and government offices, family planning offices, finance offices and economic departments.

Including Director Cheng, there are four or five leaders in total.

Everyone sat in the conference room in a proper manner and listened to several leaders taking turns to speak.

Jiang Qing condensed it and the general content of the meeting was that the Dragon Boat Festival was coming soon. The street office responded to the party’s call for poverty alleviation and decided to carry out the “Poverty Going to the Countryside” activity this year to help rural people get rid of poverty and become prosperous.

Each office of the street office is responsible for one or two villages and towns under Hanyang District. Because the city leaders attach great importance to this activity, they must prepare early. Each office must contribute to the work and make good plans. At that time, the city leaders will also have test results. Those with excellent performance can also be evaluated as the top.

After the meeting, the morning passed almost in the morning.

Jiang Qing had never participated in these activities and was a little confused. However, Xiao Xiaoyu and Xue Meng were deeply frustrated and sighed.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Xue Meng counted on his fingers: "Two years ago, we went to the countryside to help the villagers plant rice; two years ago, we went to the countryside to perform cultural, singing and dancing for the villagers, and to entertain the villagers in colorful clothes; last year, we went to the countryside to comfort the elderly and left-behind children, and cooked a week's meal with earthen stoves..."

His face was full of collapse: "I don't know what to do this year."

Xiao Xiaoyu's expression was also painful: "Go and ask Director Zhang Tianxing when he will come back from the holiday. It's good to share the pain with one more person."

Jiang Qing:...

Although he hadn't met, he had begun to sympathize with his colleague.

After get off work at noon, the three of them went out for lunch together.

As soon as they sat down in a Sichuan restaurant, Xue Meng heard a whisper and turned the screen of his mobile phone: "The murders of people in the district have been solved. The police announced that it was a cult organization that was harming people. The jewelry store we went to before was the den of the cult organization."

Jiang Qing and Xiao Xiaoyu stretched their heads to look over and saw that on the Weibo interface, Ping An Jiangcheng Guan V had just posted on Weibo, saying that these cult organizations believe in an evil god called "Sui Shen". The cult organizations bewitched believers and told them that they could turn their fortunes and wishes come true after buying the transfer stones made by the cult organization.

But in fact, the materials used for these transport stones are unknown, and a rare bacteria were also detected. After infection with the bacteria, the body will gradually weaken and may die suddenly. However, there have been four cases of unknown cause of death in Hanyang District. After forensic examination, it was confirmed that the deceased was infected with this bacteria and died.

Ping An Jiangcheng's notice also released the store address and photos of the "Wishes Come True" jewelry store, calling on consumers who have bought the so-called "transport stone" in this store to hand over the jewelry to the local police station as soon as possible to avoid infection with bacteria and endangering their own health.

There are many comments on this Weibo post, and many people are saying that they or relatives and friends have bought the transfer stones and will go to the police station after they get home/after get off work.

Xiao Xiaoyu brushed the comments on Weibo and said incrediblely: "Do you really believe in this kind of lucky pen?"

A spoiled pen Xue Meng:...

He secretly glanced at Jiang Qing, and glanced at Xiao Xiaoyu with a secret sense of superiority. He thought to himself, what do you, a stupid Muggle, know?
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