Handbook of Nonhuman Research

Rather than letting him sneak away and make the whole hell jump on their backs, it's better to take him away safely, at least not having to worry about finding someone in the middle of the night.After thinking about it, Zhao Wugou discussed with Yan Jun and decided to take the little guy to the human world to stay with him for two days.

On the way to the human world, the little guy with a red nose from crying, although his ass/butt still hurts, but he is much more energetic, he has been hugging Zhao Wugou's neck, chattering in his ear excitedly .

Having not slept all night, running from the ground to the bottom of the well, from the human world to the underworld and then to the snow-capped mountains, the intern who was not stable on Christmas Eve was extremely exhausted.But because the little bun finally forgot the haze of being beaten, he spoke happily, he didn't interrupt the little guy, but just avoided the little guy's sight, and occasionally yawned quietly.

When he yawned for the third time, Yan Jun closed the document, glanced at Xiao Baozi faintly, "If you don't shut up, I will send you back."

And fierce me.

Little Hades puffed his cheeks, his dimples fluttered, and he closed his mouth aggrieved.

He snorted silently, turned his head and rubbed Zhao Wugou's shoulder like a small animal, turned the back of his head to Yan Jun, and hugged Zhao Wugou's neck even tighter.

"Sleep for a while if you're tired." When facing Zhao Wugou, Yan Jun's tone was obviously much gentler.He unfolded a short plush blanket with the pattern of golden dragon roaming clouds, and directly covered Zhao Wugou and the little bun in it.

Zhao Wugou in the blanket nodded silently, hugged the little bun and fell into a deep sleep.

Signaling the fourth watch and the third watch in the front row to lower the volume of the music, Yan Jun lowered his eyes and continued to read the file.

Not long after, the little Hades arched in panic, poking out half of his head from the blanket like a young animal, "Father, Daddy's body is so hot."

hot?Yan Jun put down the documents in his hand, reached out to touch Zhao Wugou's forehead, it was really hot.

Si Geng turned around, "Did Judge have a cold or a fever?"

Cold and fever?Yan King Kong's Immortal Body Jun is very unfamiliar with this word.Since his incarnation, he has never had any illness.

"What does it mean to have a cold and a fever?" The miniature version of King Kong, who is indestructible, blinked his eyes, his expression was exactly the same as Yan Jun's, one big and one small, looking at the fourth watch at the same time.

"Well, it's just sickness. The human body is very fragile, and it's especially easy to get sick." Si Geng explained as best he could.People who are born at the top of the aura do not understand the sufferings of the world.

When Zhao Wugou woke up, he found himself lying on the kingsize bed in the master bedroom of the apartment. Little Yama was lying sideways on his right side, grabbing his hem while sleeping soundly, and Zhou Feng was standing on his left, using a The coat stand is used as an drip stand to adjust the speed of the drip.

"You're finally awake," Zhou Feng, who was wearing a dark green sweater, flicked the dropper with his fingertips, "Although colds and fevers also have the chance of death from disease, it's the first time I've panicked about such a common illness as terminally ill. meet."

"Terminally ill?" Zhao Wugou slowly pulled out the corner of the clothes from Xiaobaozi's hands, and only after he moved did he realize that every bone in his body was hurting, and it felt like none of the bones in his body were original.It seems that the legs and the brain are also disconnected, and they are completely useless.

"When I first arrived, the little guy next to you, and the domineering president outside, were so dark that I thought you had some incurable disease." Zhou Feng grabbed a pillow and helped him put it upright on the head of the bed , "It turned out to be a cold."

"Wu Er asked you to come here?" Zhao Wugou asked shyly.After much deliberation, if there is Zhou Feng's contact information, it can only be the big fox who knows that he is sick and tells the little fox to call him because of a cold. The little fox can call Zhou Feng such an effective way.

Enduring the soreness in his body, he took out his phone with difficulty, and found that he fell asleep until three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhou Feng smiled and sat down on the bedside table, "You're lucky, I'm off work today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to escape."

"Thank you, doctor." Zhao Wugou hugged Zhou Feng with his left hand and his right hand in a standard gesture.

"You're welcome, thank you for giving me a chance to repay Wu Er's favor. I got a lot of tickets from him. He has a lot of connections, and he can buy tickets for any game. He is more reliable than a scalper. "Zhou Feng raised his eyebrows on the left, "Except for the occasional words that don't convey the meaning, it's pretty good to know him."

Zhao Wugou: ……………

He dared to bet that the words in Zhou Feng's mouth didn't convey the meaning, and it should be Wu Er's various earth-flavored love words to attack.

"I remember you majored in psychology, right?" Zhou Feng was quiet for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"Well, Yan Er." Zhao Wugou nodded, feeling that he seemed to have something to say.

"I have an uncle who has been in business for decades. When he is free, he likes to collect antiques, mainly calligraphy, paintings and porcelain. His treasures are specially kept in a house in the south of the city," Zhou Feng said. Putting his hands in his pockets, he said slowly, "My uncle passed away half a year ago. My aunt was not interested in antiques. She thought they were just piles of junk, so she gave the house and its contents to my cousin. Recently, my cousin lived in a The house was redecorated, and he moved to live in the antique house, but... he thought the house was haunted."

"Haunted?" Zhao Wugou raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly, the house where the antiques are kept, could it be that the antiques become the essence?

"Well. My cousin said that every day when he went in, he heard many people playing and singing, which was very noisy. But my aunt went to see and said that there was no sound at all." Zhou Feng paused, hesitated before continuing "But my younger brother kept nagging and insisting that it was very noisy inside. My aunt wondered if he had some kind of mental problem, and wanted me to find someone to help him look, but yes, my cousin said he was normal , refused to follow me to the hospital."

"I understand." Zhao Wugou nodded. Mental illness is not like other diseases. Many people are very resistant and resistant, and they are not willing to admit that they may have the possibility of illness. "When I recover from my illness, I will find another excuse to visit him. If you really find something wrong after chatting, you can find a way to take him to the department for confirmation."

"Thank you. You have done me a great favor." Zhou Feng heaved a sigh of relief.He has only been in the hospital for less than two years and is not very familiar with the psychiatry department, so it is really difficult to ask someone to come home.

"It's a small matter. Didn't you go out for me today too?" The intern wanted to pat Zhou Feng on the shoulder, but the intern only raised his arm halfway, and grinned in pain, causing Zhou Feng to burst into laughter.

Hearing the noise in the house, Danke knocked on the door and brought in a bowl of freshly boiled chicken soup for the interns to drink first to warm their stomachs.

"Are you awake? Are you dizzy? Is there anything particularly uncomfortable?" Wu Er also rushed in, opening his mouth with a series of question marks.

Zhou Feng made a quiet gesture helplessly, and Wu Er immediately stopped obediently.On the one hand, he was waiting here to check on Zhao Wugou's condition, and more importantly, he was going to be a driver to take Zhou Feng home later.

The few people chatted for a while, until after the drip was finished, Zhou Feng helped Zhao Wugou pull out the needle, and after a few more instructions, he got up and left with Wu Er.

Asked Danke to help send Zhou Feng away, Zhao Wugou was drinking the last half bowl of soup, Yan Jun stood at the open door and knocked on the door signally, and stepped over to the bed, "I just finished the meeting, I feel How about it?"

"It seems that I was the one who was beaten up by that little silver dragon yesterday." Zhao Wugou raised his chin towards his thigh, "My whole body hurts."

Yan Jun helped Zhao Wugou straighten the crooked pillow, "It should be better after drinking it, I asked them to put Wannian Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng in the soup."

Zhao Wugou holding a soup bowl: ……………

It's just a cold, Wannian Ganoderma lucidum or something, it's a bit of a big deal.

So, on Christmas Day, the sick Zhao Wugou and the beaten little Baozi both stayed in bed for a whole day because of different causes of pain.

The next morning, when Zhao Wugou woke up, Xiao Baozi was floating in mid-air meditating with his legs crossed and his heart turned to the sky.

The intern was stunned for a moment, and then recalled that the little guy was angry with Yan Jun and wanted to go to the human world to live with him for a while.

Yan Jun asked Zhao Wugou for a day off to rest, and decided to work at home as if he was a supervisor.

I have heard of supervising other people's work, but I have never heard of supervising others' rest!The dumbfounding intern had no choice but to stay at home resignedly.

After breakfast, the little Yan Wang, who was unable to practice riding and shooting, practiced spells in the living room, and Yan Jun worked in the study on the other side.

The extremely bored Zhao Wugou randomly picked a biographies of hundreds of schools from the reissued "Valley of Splendid Flowers" sent by the Chen family to read.He was leaning on the sofa covered with half a blanket and was absorbed in reading when he suddenly heard a "pop" sound coming from outside the window.

Zhao Wugou raised his head, and found that the little silver dragon was hovering outside the balcony, politely knocking on the window with his claws, looking at it, it seemed that the window was used as a door.

Because of its big head and small body, the little silver dragon looks like a Q-version dragon with two heads and a body.But its dragon horns are very majestic and handsome, and the silver scales on its body are like ice crystal armor, crystal clear and shining in the sun.

"Don't let it in!" The little bun hugged the arm of Zhao Wugou who was about to get up, and looked at the 'evil' dragon outside the window with hatred.

"The visitor is a guest, so you can't be rude." Zhao Wugou patted the little bun's head comfortingly.Just kidding, let a dragon fly outside, if it is photographed, it will easily cause shock in the human world!

"Hello, Judge." After Xiao Yinlong came in, he saluted Zhao Wugou decently, and then handed over the large net bag made of algae on his paw, which contained various lively aquatic products such as crabs and shrimps.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

Does this mean a meeting ceremony?

"Why are you here?" Little Baozi glared fiercely at Little Silver Dragon.The Danke next to him quickly took the aquatic product from Zhao Wugou's hand.

Xiao Yinlong shook his head slowly, "I heard that you are sick, so I came to see you."

Zhao Wugou rubbed his forehead, probably the news of the little guy's beating has spread all over the underworld, right?This little silver dragon is quite smart, he knows that he will blow his hair if he beats the little bun.

"The mouse cries and the cat pretends to be merciful." Xiao Yan Wang, who felt that the cat was more powerful than the mouse, temporarily changed the word order.

"Aren't cats crying for mice?" Xiao Yinlong looked at Zhao Wugou for proof.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

"What the king says is what it is! Wen Liang, you idiot who can't take shape, why do you care about me." Little Hades is still fierce and fierce.

"Don't you also know how to change form?" Xiao Yinlong said sternly, "You are now in human form, but it is because you were originally in human form."

The little Hades blushing half-faced and poor at words: ……………

"You don't have to worry. If you were human, you and I are about two or three years old." Little Silver Dragon clasped his hands together, searching for a reason to comfort Little Hades, "We are all still babies."

"You are the baby!" Xiao Baozi raised his chin proudly, I am three and a half years old, okay!

"Okay, let's sit down and talk first." Zhao Wugou tried to smooth things over for the little bun.The little bun was afraid of the pain when he sat down somewhere, so he still floated above the sofa.

Xiao Yinlong looked around, and put half of his body on the cylindrical vertical air conditioner next to the sofa, leisurely making a shape of a dragon coiling a column.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

The intern looks to the left and then to the right.Trying to adapt to their weird sitting posture.

"Are you still in pain?" Xiao Yinlong looked at the little Hades floating in the air, and couldn't help asking.After hearing that the little Hades was beaten up by Lord Yan Jun, it felt a little guilty.That's why I asked Bai Wuchang for the address today and came to visit him.

"This king is not in pain!" The little bun with fried hair was so angry that he flew towards the little silver dragon, wanting to pluck off its scales.He was stopped by Zhao Wugou and held in his arms.

"Okay, okay, you continue to practice your spells, and I'll chat with Wen Liang for a while." The intern patted Xiao Baozi's head to comfort him.It's better to separate them, these two put together, and they will use force in less than 3 minutes.

"Hmph!" The little bun glared at the little silver dragon, and obediently ran to the side to continue practicing the circular light technique.Listen to daddy's words at all times.

Zhao Wugou bit the bullet and chatted with Xiao Yinlong for a while, to his surprise, although Xiao Yinlong couldn't take shape yet, he behaved very educated.Ignoring its strange 'sitting posture', compared to most of the monsters Zhao Wugou has seen, Xiao Yinlong is already quite 'knowledgeable'.

Moreover, it is actually a descendant of the famous Frozen End Dragon.Bingyi, that is the second strongest among the ancient dragons, the Dragon King who beat Ying Longdu hardcore.

However, this little silver dragon is a bit like Taotie. When it doesn't need to go out to travel and make rain, its biggest hobby is to eat, sleep and spit bubbles. It is a veritable house dragon.

The two were chatting, when Xiao Yinlong raised his paw suddenly, and the center of the paw shot a circular light spot toward the ground, which was the scene of Xiao Baozi crying on the bed with his butt covered.

It was like a silent film, with no sound.

The first level of round light technique, round light investigation?Zhao Wugou raised his eyebrows and looked at the projected light spots on the ground, isn't this the technique that Xiao Baozi is practicing now?

"I heard him read it many times, so I tried it myself. It seems to be quite simple." Xiao Yinlong shook his head shyly with his gorgeous big horn.

What?While chatting with me, while listening to Xiaobaozi's chanting, you will know it?Zhao Wugou looked at the little bun beside him who was still fighting repeatedly, and then at the little silver dragon in front of him.As a celestial child, as the little king of Hades, there is no doubt that Xiao Baozi's intelligence is beyond doubt, but the dragon in front of him has a level of comprehension of spells that is simply against the sky.

Darling, choosing such a dragon to be your 'enemy for life', your vision is too good!Zhao Wugou sighed silently in his heart.

The little bun next to him turned his head as if he had a sixth sense, just in time to see Xiao Yinlong using the round light technique to check his injuries.

"Smelly dragon, I knew you were here to see me making jokes!" Little Hades rushed forward angrily.

"Boom!" The two writhing together smashed a big hole in the floor and fell straight down.

Zhao Wugou who couldn't stop him: ……………

If the ceiling falls, the floor falls. Can people really live in this building?

Zhao Wugou ran to the hole in the floor, and was 'surprised' to find that there was another familiar face underneath.

"God, I said I was so hungry that I wanted to eat a dragon, but I didn't say that I would bring a piece of wall covering!" The Taotie at the bottom squatted on the back of the chair with chopsticks, blinked, and stared dumbfounded at being crushed by the ceiling. dining table.

Under the small steamed stuffed bun, the little silver dragon, the lime wall and the concrete reinforcement, is its freshly cooked seafood hot pot.

"It's just cooked, why don't you let me take a bite?" Tao Tie gritted his teeth on the back of his chair depressedly.After working for more than half an hour, I didn't get a sip of soup!

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"Hi~" Zhao Wugou awkwardly greeted Taotie below.Really, where do we not meet in the world.

"Is demolition of the ceiling in your family an ancestral skill?" Taotie looked at him aggrievedly, this is the second time, this is the second time it has had the ceiling demolished.

Zhao Wugou: ......