My monsters are going to heaven

The morning market in Jinling Town actually only sells breakfast, and it is specially opened for those who get up early to make a living.

At first, there were only five or six stores, but gradually more and more opened, and now the whole street is steaming with steam and fragrance.

From buns, pancakes, to soup noodles, sweet porridge, everything.

Now not only people who get up early to make a living come here, but also attract many gourmets from nearby to search for delicious food.

Lu Yiming wandered around the morning market with the cage in his hand, teasing the bird from time to time.

His right hand was about to move again, shaking slightly in mid-air.

——There is sweet-scented osmanthus cake over there.I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake!

--right!That sweet-scented osmanthus cake is delicious, I have eaten it.

- right right right right!Hey hey, why are you going to the left!

The voice in my head babbled endlessly.

No one could hear it except Lu Yiming.

Lu Yiming felt his head was about to explode.

Last night, Hua Moyan dropped the sentence "Of course I'm in this body", which scared Lu Yiming half to death, and then disappeared. No matter how Lu Yiming shouted, he didn't respond.

Lu Yiming slept through the night with fear, and when he got up early, he thought it was just a ridiculous dream, and he was slightly relieved.

Unexpectedly, after washing, his right hand twisted on his own, and Hua Moyan's voice sounded in his ears again:

—I'm awake.I want to eat.

"Are you still there?!" Lu Yiming gasped.

—Of course I am.Go to the morning market quickly, I want to eat.

Lu Yiming glanced at his right hand full of disgust: "You have no mouth! Get lost."

——I don’t have a mouth, but you do.We share the same body, understand?When you are hungry, I will be hungry. I will taste whatever you eat.

"Who wants to have sex with you? Why are you still hanging on? Get lost!" Lu Yiming clapped his right hand with his left hand.

——I don't want to go.

"If you don't leave, I'll cut off my right hand." Lu Yiming frightened it with staring eyes.

——Chop, chop quickly, then I can move to my left hand, the same.hey-hey.

"..."

Lu Yiming didn't know what was going on, and he didn't like to answer Hua Moyan when he asked him.

Originally, the matter of moving the soul was mysterious and mysterious. I thought it would be good to return the soul, but I never thought that now there is such a thing as the two souls of the donkey monster.

He wanted to die already.

——If you don’t buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from that store, you can’t blame me.

Hua Moyan is still unrelenting.

Lu Yiming got angry and deliberately walked in the opposite direction.

Eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?Beautiful you.

His right hand suddenly rose automatically, and he was about to touch the girl passing by on the right.

Lu Yiming quickly restrained his right hand with his left hand that was holding the bird cage, and said in a low voice, "Of course, sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Really annoying.

After ordering an osmanthus cake and a bowl of clear porridge, and sitting in the corner of the shop, Lu Yiming sighed and watched as his right hand automatically brought a piece of pastry to his mouth.

— Open your mouth.

Lu Yiming snorted.

With his right hand, he stuffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth.

"Um..."

Others looked at Lu Yiming in amazement.

No wonder, who would keep stuffing food into his mouth with his right hand while spitting it out?

The boss couldn't stand it any longer, he leaned over and said with an apologetic smile: "Sir, if you find it unpalatable, you don't have to eat it, but don't be so mean. Others will think I put some big ingredients in it!"

Lu Yiming hurriedly smiled apologetically: "It's not about your cakes, it's just that I have a bitter mouth today..."

In front of everyone, he had no choice but to chew and swallow the pastry delivered by his right hand.

The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus fills the mouth.

In fact, he also likes to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which has a glutinous skin and filling, with a refreshing aroma.

He just didn't want to follow Hua Moyan's lead.

After eating and drinking enough, the right hand began to give orders again:

——I'm going to the county town for a stroll.

"If you have the guts, go on your own." Lu Yiming sneered in a low voice.

Whoever wants to go will go, anyway, I won't go.

And he discovered that Hua Moyan could only control his right hand—if he could control his whole body freely, there would be no need to shout at him.

- Believe it or not...

"I can't make decisions about my own body anymore?" Lu Yiming slapped the table and cursed in a low voice, "You might as well wipe my neck with a kitchen knife, I might as well die if I live so humiliated."

Thinking of something, Lu Yiming laughed: "I'm dead, you don't feel good, do you?" Since he is hungry and he is hungry, then he must be in pain when he is hurt, let alone death?

This time Hua Moyan did not reply, and his right hand was free again in an instant.

It seems to be hidden.

The corners of Lu Yiming's mouth slightly raised.

Guessed right.

Teasing Tian Qing in the cage, and thinking of A Jin inadvertently, Lu Yiming couldn't help but lighten his smile and let out a long sigh.

After he ran away last night, he disappeared, and there was no one in the room, so he wandered off somewhere.

That slap was really hard, and my right hand heart still hurts, not to mention Ah Jin's face.

How to get over this matter?

To be honest... Ah Jin will definitely think that he is teasing him, and he will be even more angry.

Glancing at his right hand, he felt a splitting headache.

It seems that we have to quickly find out where there are experts who practice Taoism and eliminate demons.

After leaving the pastry shop, Lu Yiming always felt that something was wrong.

It seems...where is someone looking at him coldly?

Quietly looking around, there is a rush of people, but nothing can be seen.

Turning across the street and exiting the morning market, the hustle and bustle of people died down immediately, and there were only a few sporadic people on the main road carrying burdens and earning a living.

A jeep slowly passed by on the side road.

The door of the car popped open suddenly, and two agile men in black jumped out. They put a sack on Lu Yiming's body, pulled the rope and closed it, and jumped into the car with the bag in hand.

"Oh!"

The door of the car was closed again, a few puffs of white steam came out from under the wheels, and the speed was accelerated suddenly, and it rushed out of the street in a blink of an eye.

Several passers-by carrying burdens were stunned for a long time, looking at each other, not daring to speak.

All that remained was an empty birdcage with its door open.

A small black shadow flapped its wings and flew low in the air.

"Ah-"

The crow slowly landed on the dead tree by the well of Lu Zhai.

It likes this house, because there is a lot of evil and bad luck here, which is most suitable for it to practice.

The tail feathers that were flicked off by Hua Moyan last time have grown back, and it is very happy.

Combing its black and bright feathers with its beak, the crow is very satisfied with its appearance.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a blue figure huddled under the eaves and poking his head.

Turning around, it turned out to be a thrush with a blue back and a white belly.

He couldn't help but secretly startled: this was the first time he saw other birds in this house for such a long time!

Moreover, that bird has been secretly looking at him!

Is it...

The crow croaked, trying to scare the thrush away.

Instead of running away, Thrush jingled.

Gee.

The crow frowned at his non-existent eyebrows.

It's really contrived, what are you doing so nicely?No one wants to praise you.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" The crow couldn't help asking in common bird language, "This place is mine, be careful of being cursed by me."

The thrush hesitated for a while, "My master has been arrested, can you ask your master to save him?" It saw the crow talking to Kimporo last night.

"Who is your master?" The crow remembered after asking, isn't the master of this house the one who hit it with a slingshot last time!Then this bird is probably his new plaything.

Thinking of the last time it was still angry, it said casually: "My master has a very bad temper. He is in a bad mood today, so I dare not look for him."

This is true.

Last night, Kimporo ran to the bell tower to sit in the shade with a gloomy face. There is no one to take care of it now, but it is a secluded place.

The crow also kindly gave some bad luck to Kimporo to please him, but he slapped him away.

Although he didn't use much strength and it didn't hurt physically, it hurt very much in the heart.

Hmph, why didn't you slap someone who made you unhappy!Take it out on me!

The more the crow thought about it, the sadder he became, and he began to cry.

The thrush flew over, "Don't cry, I have something delicious to share with you." As he spoke, he took out a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that it secretly hid and wanted to eat next time.

Just now, Lu Yiming's eyes went dark and then his world spun for a while. He was thrown heavily somewhere, and when he heard the sound of the car's engine, he knew that he was being dragged into the car.

After struggling a few times, he felt a hard tube pressing against his neck.

When he was at the police station, he touched something similar.

...gun|pipe.

Mostly you can't go wrong.

For a moment, I was too scared to move, and even forgot to call for help.

However, if it is to take his life, it should be possible to do it directly.

Therefore, this time I think there is no danger of life.

I don't know what is the purpose?

I searched my guts and couldn't think of any powerful people I had offended in my daily life.

After some time, the car stopped.

Two men got him off the sidebar, and after a while of movement, he finally landed on his feet.

Immediately, the mouth of the cloth bag was untied.

Sensing that there was light and fresh air above his head, Lu Yiming hastily struggled a few times, and the loose cloth bag slid down to his feet.

With a flash of light, it was an elegant room.

The exquisitely carved window lattices are painted with ancient crimson lacquer, and the milky window paper faintly penetrates the sunlight outside.

The cloud-white wall is covered with peony patterns made of silver silk, and a picture of landscape singing and harmony is also hung.

A few meters away in front of the wall is a set of exquisitely crafted mahogany coffee table and chairs.

On the antique coffee table, there are four treasures of the study and a set of purple sand tea set.

A pair of slender and beautiful hands are gently holding the handle to tilt the pot into an elegant slope, pouring tea into the empty cup without haste.

The amber tea slowly leaked into the cup with the sound of water and white mist, and the cup was soon full.

After the tea mist lingered, the tea pourer smiled at Lu Yiming, and a pair of star-like eyes shone brightly on his handsome face.

Holding the cup with his right hand, his voice was calm and leisurely: "Long time no see, Yiming."

The author has something to say: catching insects

In order to show that Hua Moyan's words can't be heard by others, so he didn't use " " when he spoke, but a dash to indicate

As September approaches, work begins to get busy.I will update it every other day when I am busy, sorry! ! !ying ying ying ~

I don't know why I'm interested in two birds