Mr. Fu is always too annoying

After several months, the lights of the Monster Bureau finally lit up in the middle of the night again.

Longdu Building.

A few people headed by Fu Qianyuan went to the storage room on the third floor to look at the bronze tripod. It was cold inside. The head of the family didn't let Xiao Zai Zai go with him, but asked him to wait downstairs first. stayed there with him.

Two balls of the same white and soft fluff lay face to face on the cushion, you looked at me and you, neither of them spoke.

Time passed bit by bit, and at the end, Fu Azai spoke first: "Why is your tail trembling all the time, do you feel cold?"

The quivering tail behind Bai Tang froze suddenly, he didn't know what to say, he just felt bitter.

Seeing his reaction, Fu Azai thought he had guessed right, and stretched out his claws to pull the bear pillow that Fu Qianyuan had placed next to him.The pillow is a three-in-one pillow with a pillow and a small velvet blanket inside. It is super practical. The little cub held it forward with both paws and smiled softly: "There are pillows and a small velvet blanket inside. It's very soft and warm, if you're cold, use it first, I'm fine."

After speaking, he shook his tail, then tilted his head and smiled at the person in front of him: "You're welcome, it's okay."

Bai Tang: "..."

The little white rabbit shrank back, the ball of tail behind him trembled more violently, not because of the cold, but because of...

He really, really, really really really... thinks that his big brother's current appearance is... weird.

It's not that he's worthless.

I am used to seeing the fierce painting style of the big guy beheading demons with a knife, and then looking at this sweet and soft cub in front of me, the feeling of weirdness and disobedience overlapped in my heart, that feeling is really...

unspeakable.

It's not something a mascot can bear.

Thinking of this, the ball of tail behind Bai Tang couldn't help shaking a few more times, Fu Azai tilted his head to look at him, feeling very strange in his heart - he was shaking like this and still refused to pick up the blanket, was it cold or not? chilly?

Can't figure it out.

I don't understand.

It's just sad.

Fu Azai felt that there was probably a generation gap between him and the current little monsters. He was very sad, and his claws were a little sore after lifting them for a long time, so he felt even more wronged. He looked at Bai Tang with wet eyes: "My claws I can’t lift it anymore, do you want it or not?”

There was a nasal sound in the words, super wronged.

It seemed like I could cry in minutes.

Bai Tang was more flustered than he was. He was startled when he saw this, and hastily stretched out his claws to take over the pillow in front of him. There were semicircular bear ears on the pillow and the small blanket inside. They were cute and warm, and he didn't know. Is it because of psychological reasons, Bai Tang really felt that he was not so cowardly when the warm little blanket was put on his back, and the tail ball behind him finally stabilized.

Bai Tang was very satisfied.

Fu Azai was also very satisfied. With a flick of his tail, he tilted his head and asked him, "How is it? I didn't lie to you, right? Isn't it warm?"

The words are still reserved, but the urgent look of "Am I very good and powerful, should you praise me" on the face can no longer be hidden.

Bai Tang's tail twitched again where Fu Tong couldn't see it, but this time the reason was different from the previous times, not because he felt intrusive, but because he felt... that he was cute.

how to say?

It's still a bit of a violation, but once you accept this style of painting, it seems to be... pretty good.

Bai Tang raised his paws to hold his face, nodded: "It's very warm, I like it very much."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the Yazi Tuan sitting up a little in front of me, looking very proud.

Bai Tang couldn't help laughing again, and wrapped himself in a small blanket, he moved to the big boss of the cute department and settled down again.

Two soft balls of fluff rubbed back and forth downstairs. Upstairs, Fu Qianyuan and the others looked at the bronze tripod in the corner, frowning slightly.

When I saw this bronze tripod in the surveillance footage just now, the color of the tripod body turned pale blue after the outermost layer of copper shell peeled off, simple and mysterious, with an indescribable sense of solemnity.

At that time, the monitoring time was displayed as [-]:[-], and now it is [-]:[-].

After an interval of 10 minutes, most of the green in that layer of blue disappeared, and the remaining green became thicker and thicker, and it seemed a bit... strange in the groggy surroundings.

Yes, strange.

When Fan Xiu and the others came in and saw this tripod, this was the feeling that came to their minds immediately.

Fan Xiu glanced to the side: "Rao She."

The latter understood, and with a flick of his finger, a piece of talisman paper appeared out of thin air between his fingers, and he threw it towards the bronze tripod in the corner. Dao Xing's demons and ghosts are no problem, but now, just as the talisman paper touched the edge of the bronze tripod, it was surrounded by a cluster of flames and turned into ashes in an instant.

Rao She frowned, and took out a dozen talisman papers from his pocket, not feeling distressed, aimed at the bronze tripod and was about to throw it there, but before he could let go, he heard Fu Qianyuan's voice, two words faintly : "Stand back."

Several people retreated instantly.

Fu Qianyuan walked to the corner slowly, his fingertips were entwined with dragon energy, and he probed towards the lines on Ding's body.

"laugh--"

The moment of contact, the dragon energy entangled there was completely burned, and a little trace was burned on the fingertips.

Rao She silently took the talisman paper back.

Just kidding, even the Destiny Dragon can't hold back the stuff, why is he going to join in the fun?

Fan Xiu and the others obviously thought the same way, and they frowned even more when they saw this: "Boss, this..."

Fu Qianyuan didn't speak, and lightly stroked the burnt part of his fingertips. After the white light passed by, it returned to normal. At about the same time, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and a translucent barrier appeared around the bronze tripod. hidden.

Fu Qianyuan turned around: "Clear out the other objects here, no one is allowed to come in again, and..."

He raised his hand, and the fragments of the copper shell on the ground instantly floated into the air. When they were put together and flipped over, a mark appeared in front of everyone. It was about the same color as the copper shell itself.

Fan Xiu was the first to recognize it: "Isn't this... the mark of Liudao Auction House?"

Six Paths Auction House is located in the southeast of Yao Street. The auctions are collected in the Three Realms and Six Paths, artifacts from tombs, ancient training scrolls, summoning charms of hell ghost messengers, demon pills and souls of monsters... everything is available. .

When these lots go out, the auction house's seal will be fused in an imperceptible place as an after-sales mark. The mark is the same color as the lot, and it looks like Taiji Liangyi, covered with cloud patterns, and it is exactly the same as what Fan Xiu and the others see now. .

Everyone: "..."

They had planned to send this tripod to the auction house to sell for a penny, but they didn't expect that it came out of there after going around.

It is also very helpless.

A few people turned their gazes away, and quickly made plans in their minds: "The head of the auction house lives in Yao Street. He is very housebound and doesn't easily go out. We can definitely find someone if we go now... Shall we go?"

At this time, it was half past midnight, and the night was dark outside the window. The monsters who were addicted to health preservation had already gone to bed, and the time was obviously not suitable.

But wayward bosses don't care about that.

Fu Qianyuan nodded lightly, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he turned and hurried downstairs.

The two cubs downstairs were nestled on the cushion. Although they hadn't slept yet, they were all in a daze. Seeing Fu Qianyuan coming down, Fu Azai woke up instantly, and shook his claws at him with a smile: "You're here!" , to hug."

The people behind were all stunned, thinking that they might have been stupid by staying up all night, so they had hallucinations.

But the facts are in sight.

Fu Azai even repeated it later: "Why don't you come over? I want a hug."

Everyone: "..."

This kind of contrast... Even if I have been told that the boss's personality is a bit different from before, but... it is still difficult to accept.

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After the four consecutive panics, the few people finally remembered that there was still business to do, managed to regain their senses, and brought up the matter of going to Yao Street.

Bai Tang tends to get sleepy in the instinct cycle, and he is a mascot and the five scumbags himself, so he can't stand the trouble, so he stays in the monster bureau to watch the house. Fu Qianyuan didn't intend to let Fu go with him, but Fu Azai is very annoying. Caught on Fu Qianyuan's body, he had to follow him life and death, and the latter had nothing to do with him, so he had to hug him in the end.

A group of people used the magic amulet to rush to Yao Street, and it was nearly quarter to three when they got there.

The name of the owner of Liudao Auction House is Fuyuan, who is said to have been cultivated for more than 8000 years. In fact, no one knows about it. It has something to do with the Fusang sacred tree. The old man’s work and rest are very regular, going to bed at 10:30 at night , Wake up at 06:30 in the morning, and have not been disturbed for many years, so when someone suddenly wakes up from a late night sleep, the old man is undoubtedly very confused.

what happened?

Did you know that if your sleep is interrupted suddenly, you will die?

Why are monsters so ignorant now?

The old man was so angry that he really wanted to teach the people outside a lesson, but most of the anger in his body dissipated helplessly the moment he saw the people outside.

no way.

Can't afford to offend.

Can't beat it.

What else can I do but endure it?

Fu Yuan repeated in his heart that he wanted to endure countless times, but on the surface he looked very calm and didn't care: "Everyone came to the humble house late at night, are you looking for the old man for something?"

Fan Xiu knew him well, and when he heard this, he looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you addicted to pretending to be old?"

Fu Yuan laughed, his appearance looked 27-[-] at most, it really didn't match the old man he said at all.

And his cultivation base is naturally not more than 8000 years as mentioned outside. No one knows the actual number, but it will definitely not be more than two thousand. Then it is just to establish prestige for the auction house. Anyway, the attributes of the Fusang sacred tree are there. It's not a problem to talk to others, it's not in vain.

Now that he was exposed by Fan Xiu, he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Tsk, do you understand that people are difficult to expose? Come on, tell me, what happened to you again?"

Fan Xiu pretended not to hear the first part of the sentence, and stepped forward to point out the photo of the bronze tripod that he had taken before and showed it to him: "Do you know this tripod?"

"I know." Fu Yuan took a glance and nodded, "The objects in the tomb were collected from a mountain-moving Taoist half a year ago, and they only stayed with me for more than two months before they were taken away. "

"who?"

"I haven't seen it before. The tripod was sent there with a spell. Keep up with the times, you know."

Mr. Gushu didn't want to understand, he just wanted to discount the branch of the person in front of him.

Fan Xiu rolled his eyes at him, and the next moment, he heard Fu Qianyuan's voice from beside him: "Which tomb did you come out of?"

"This..." Fu Yuan hesitated, "This old man doesn't know, it's the rule not to ask where he came from, and it's always not good to ask too much."

Fan Xiu smiled slightly: "When will you correct your fault of lying and calling yourself an old man?"

Fu Yuan: "..."

Fu Qianyuan lightly tapped the tip of Fu Tong's tail, Fu Azai understood, raised his claws, Qianyuan knife came out of thin air with a chill, and instantly lay across Fu Yuan's neck.

Fu Yuan froze.

Fu Tong lowered his voice: "You should know my temper, I'll give you three seconds, if you don't say anything..."

He narrowed his eyes, the meaning was self-evident.

The people behind were stunned for a moment, thinking that the boss had recovered suddenly, but when they caught a glimpse of his dangling tail inadvertently, they suddenly realized that this was all an illusion.

You always have to bring some acting skills to walk the rivers and lakes.

They knew all this in their hearts, but it was different for Fuyuan, fierce beasts had a reputation for being vicious, so it would be a lie to say that they were not panicking.

How to do it?

Fu Yuan moved a little to the side in a vain way, and spoke in a trembling voice: "I have something to say, and it's either that I don't want to say it, or..."

Fu Tong's paws were carelessly pressed down slowly.

Fu Yuan's voice came to an abrupt end when he was pierced by the cold sharp blade around his neck, and when it sounded again, the meaning in his words was different from the previous one: "Stop, stop, let me tell you, isn't it okay... But the business of the auction house Too many, I can't remember such a small thing, I have to check the record book to find out... Don't put the knife down, don't press down, have something to say, move the knife away, I'll check it now, can't I check it now ?”

In the end, I even felt a little wronged, there was no way, no one would be helpless if this kind of unreasonable disaster happened to anyone.

Fu Tong looked up at Fan Xiu - is this true or a lie?

The latter nodded with a smile - not like lying, very safe.

Fu Azai put away the knife, and spread his paws inside, signaling that he could start. Meeting such a robber and logical master, Fu Yuan had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and go back to the room to look through the record book.

There are a lot of brochures on his side, and it would take more than two hours to search them one by one. Fan Xiu felt a little bored. He wanted to chat with his friends to pass the time, but just halfway through the topic, he was suddenly The vibrating sound interrupted.

"Om - hum -"

Layer upon layer, it came from the pockets of several people present.

People from the Monster Bureau would only activate the call button on the app when they encountered extremely urgent matters. Fan Xiu was startled, and hurriedly used a spell to project the call interface in front of everyone's eyes. One after another, Xue Ling stood in the thick black mist, his face was pale, the bronze sword in his hand was stained with blood, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"The soul-suppressing tablet of Wangshan..."

"broken."