Rock Sugar Warm Jade

15

Puppeteer, another name: supernatural beings of the Pingci spiritual department, we are professionals.

They have the ability to manipulate puppets or other objects and control them to attack them.The most powerful puppet master is No.2 in the general list, who can manipulate thousands of puppets at the same time, and can demolish a street of illegal buildings in minutes.

But the puppeteer's ability doesn't stop there - he can't control people's hearts like a real psychic, or even manipulate other people's thoughts without knowing it, and the controller doesn't even know it.

The puppet master needs spiritual power to manipulate matter, but he cannot go any further.

All of the above are from Guang Ge's character settings.

The place with the most puppet masters is the southwest direction, and from time to time, a struggle among small wooden figures will be set off to compete for the ranking of the first brother in the puppet master world.

Why did the puppet master from the southwest come to the east?What happened to the money?

Su Meng: "If you expose someone's list, if you don't complete this task, you will lose money. I will give you a piece of advice, and I will pay you back the money. It is a reward for you to think highly of my brother who is ranked 43rd. You still Go home early to rest, and give your little friend a layer of wax to coax him, look at the lying on the ground... oh, there are dead bodies everywhere, it's pitiful."

Qin An clenched the electric shock baton tightly, his heartbeat was extremely fast and extremely regular, his eardrums did not "buzz" as at the beginning, but became clearer, and he could even catch the rustling sound of the paper man waving his arms in the air .

Puppeteer?Doesn't this only appear in TV dramas?

A long section of Su Meng's well-intentioned words was in vain, and was ignored by the puppet master. The paper man who had not completely fallen apart struggled to get up from the ground, and came straight to his front, followed by the windows one after another. To the iron gray fluttering moth.

Xiao Qiao made a scientific statement, and the Soviet Union's face immediately sank.

The fluttering moth is exquisitely made, not to mention sharp all over, and it also carries a strong poison. If an ordinary person takes a bite, if there is no antidote or a medical supernatural person will force the poison out, then this person will have to go down to ask Granny Meng for a bowl of soup sooner or later. drink.

With a curse in his heart, Su Meng took a step back and closed the door, pulled Qin An behind him, and exchanged fifty points for Xiao Qiao for an indestructible protective cover.

Qin An clenched his teeth, and could hear the sound of the wings flapping very clearly.Su Meng's side face was unprecedentedly solemn, and his brows were even clenched.

Qin An suddenly thought, why can he just hide behind and act like a turtle?The Soviet Union rescued him from the bridge hole, and now they want to rescue him again, how many times will they save him in the future?

Sure enough, it was because he was too weak.

"Crack."

The end of the door panel was punctured.

In the next moment, the wooden door was pierced into a hornet's nest by moths, and the densely packed black hole made Su Meng feel disgusted.They charged forward without fear, and finally hit the shield, lost power and fell to the floor.

The Soviet Union took the opportunity to dissipate some of the fluttering moths, and when the moths that fell around them were all "loose sand", he was not impatient and walked forward without relying on the protective cover.

"Isn't 43 a bitch? Who the hell are you!"

This is a male voice as hoarse as a broken iron stove. It feels like he just escaped from the Devil's Desert, and was kicked by his employer to work here before he had time to drink a sip of water.

It turns out that the current No. 43 is a girl. Su Mengxin said that she has indeed dropped in the ranking, why don't she buy a navy and get up?

"People call me a city flower in Lingcheng. If you call me brother, I won't pursue what happened tonight. How about it?"

What responded to the Soviet Union was a humanoid puppet that jumped out of the moths, with wavy hair cut from a black torn plastic bag, fake eyes made of glass marbles, and a big red mouth. Must be poisonous" thinking.

The hot-eyed puppet was floating in mid-air, shaking its fists towards the protective cover, and the protective cover was covered with waves.

"The protective shield is not invincible, don't escape if you have the ability. Grandpa peeled your skin for wine!"

The owner of that voice obviously looked down on the small protective cover around Sumeng that could only cover two people, because it is generally known that the greater the ability, the wider the range of the protective cover, and the Sumeng is obviously unqualified.

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Su Meng had no choice but to say something secretly to Xiao Qiao: "Dude, that guy over there who likes to pick up trash gave me feedback, and he said that your protective cover is a counterfeit product."

As an excellent and cutting-edge system, Xiao Qiao is very concerned about his own production value, and his rigid electronic voice made waves: "What a fuss, don't you know that real masters are able to move freely?"

Su Meng immediately gave him a slap in the face: "Sister Qiao is right."

Since then, the word "Zizi" that Xiao Qiao brushed was automatically ignored by the Soviet Union because of its high frequency of occurrence.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the fair and delicate paw on his wrist, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, Brother Su can handle it, but I'm afraid you'll have to stay up late today. If you can't get up tomorrow, call the teacher and ask for someone to help you." Fake."

Su Meng said the last two sentences in a low voice, apparently not wanting to tell the voice-impaired person across the way about the family affairs.

When Qin An saw the wooden puppet appear, he kept staring at it until it waved his hands and hammered hard at the place where Su Meng's Tianling Gai was. Then he subconsciously pulled Su Meng's wrist, trying to pull him away from his original position.

Su Meng remained motionless, and the strength of the unawakened Qin An was too weak for a supernatural being.He thought Qin An was frightened, and took the time to comfort him.

Qin An pursed his lips and looked at the ripple-like mark on his head, silently let go, and nodded belatedly.

"How is it possible? Who are you!"

The wooden puppet knocked on the top dozens of times in a row, and finally broke off an arm, floating in the air at a loss.The man panicked immediately, iron-gray moths blocked the door tightly, and he was hiding not far away.

In comparison, the Soviet Union was more casual. He was wearing a pair of house slippers, and before he had time to change into his pajamas, he was wearing a loose white shirt. He said, "One last time, get out of here."

With a sound of "collapse", half of the wooden puppet's body turned into powder. It lost its balance and fell from the air, hitting the floor hard. Both fake eyes were smashed out, and Gululu rolled to the side of the protective cover. , was bounced back again.

"He lied to me!" said the man, "he must be lying to me."

The fluttering moths at the door instantly lost power and landed on the floor stall at the door, but the faint sense of oppression disappeared without a trace.

The puppet master abandoned his car to protect the commander and fled.

Qin An was particularly sensitive to the calm aura in front of him, and saw the Soviet Union lowering its head slightly and staring at the remnants on the floor.

The Soviet Union had a very bad impression of this uninvited puppet master, so he just fled and damaged a carpet in his house.The whole upstairs and downstairs carpets are well-equipped, and new ones can only be customized.

Before leaving, the puppet master did not forget to promote GDP.

This room can no longer be inhabited because of its ghostly appearance. There are still a group of highly poisonous moths piled up at the door. Tomorrow, people from the Ability Department will have to pick up a few and take them back for research.

Fortunately, this room is located on the thirteenth floor, and ordinary people can't turn it up. It is not ordinary people's, so they are not afraid of this glass window at all. Thinking of Su Meng like this, he felt relieved, hooked Qin An's shoulders, and walked to his room .

Qin Ansheng felt that this direction was not right, seeing the door that was getting closer, he stopped and said, "Brother Su."

With long arms and legs, Su Meng kicked open the half-hidden door and replied casually, "Huh?"

"That... puppet master, what is it for? Is it me?"

Su Meng didn't expect Qin An to be so perceptive and dare to ask questions when he hit the nail on the head.The puppet master made it clear that he didn't know him, Su Meng, and there were no treasures hidden in his house. Except for Qin An, a little beauty, there was really nothing to grab.

Su Meng turned on the light in the room, and the sudden light made Qin An unconsciously close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Su Meng rummaging through boxes and chests looking for pajamas.

Qin An sighed inaudibly, stepped forward to open another wardrobe door, and said softly, "Let me come."

Su Meng withdrew his hands that were flipping around indiscriminately, and sat on the edge of the big bed, while Qin An squatted halfway beside the drawer, holding his set of pajamas, the blue and white striped one.

"I'm going out first."

As soon as Qin An took a step, his wrist was grabbed, his body fell back uncontrollably, and he fell on the edge of the bed unexpectedly. He struggled to sit up, and Su Meng stretched out a hand to hold him viciously. His shoulders won't let him move.

A small blush appeared on Qin An's face. From his angle, he could only see Su Meng covering his face with his back to him.Inexplicably, there was a small ball of fire in his heart, and he jumped up and down, but he didn't dare to jump too much.

"Brother Su?"

Su Meng laughed twice and immediately forced himself to calm down, let go of his hands from his shoulders, and said, "Why are you angry? I didn't say or tell you."

Qin An propped himself up halfway, and when he heard that he wanted to lie down and cover his face with a pillow, he moved slowly: "No, I just think the sofa is also very good."

"No, how dangerous it is. If the broken iron furnace didn't go far, and came back halfway to kill the carbine, with your light voice, who will save you?"

Su Meng patted the area under the seat and raised an eyebrow: "Sleep here with peace of mind. Your Brother Su works overtime today and won't sleep until midnight. What's the matter, are you still afraid that I will moles you?"

Qin An swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking involuntarily—nonsense again!

In the end, Qin An succumbed to the coercion, was stuffed under the quilt in pajamas and pajamas, turned off the lights and closed the blackout curtains, and the whole room was silent and dark. tell you."

Su Meng took a shower first, then ran to the study to read the materials. He only turned on a small desk lamp, half of his eyes were completely dark, and he fell asleep drowsily. When he woke up in a daze, it was already four in the morning. It's [-]:[-], it's not yet dawn.

Su Meng's back was sore and his back was stiff, and the desk lamp was automatically turned off because of the lack of electricity. He dragged his body to the door of the room and prepared to make do for another three hours.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a slightly rapid breathing sound, which was slight but not negligible.

Su Meng adapted to the night, walked around to the side near the window, his slippers were so weak that he stepped on the blanket, and he climbed onto the bed lightly, breathing more clearly, and even heard more complicated ravings, so lightly in the bones.

Su Meng pulled up a thin quilt for him. It was too cold in the early morning of this month. If the quilt was not covered, he would easily catch a cold, especially this "older and unawakened" person.

The boss was so sensitive when he was young, how can the Soviet Union be reformed?It is more difficult than finding a single girlfriend, and it is a difficult problem in history.

"Do not......"

"What are you muttering about?"

Su Meng turned his face to the side and pressed his head down. He could feel Qin An's warm breathing, and suddenly his regular breathing became chaotic. The hair rested on his forehead obediently, and he fell asleep again within a few seconds.

Su Meng didn't dare to vent his anger, bent one arm, propped his head on the back of his hand, and lay down slowly, thinking: "So alert? Why is the quality of sleep so poor at such a young age?"

It's time to ask a 25-year-old man for a recipe for health and tranquility (x).