Devil's Department Store

Although werewolves are cruel and cold-blooded, even if they are merciless to their own kind, they do have clan relations. All werewolves will obey the most powerful alpha wolf, and of course, they will challenge the position of the alpha wolf all the time.

Werewolves have the most stable partnership, and the partners are the strength of each other. Therefore, a couple are usually the head wolf at the same time. Now the head wolf of the werewolf clan is Andrew and his partner Andrea.

The news that Andrea was injured and dying was a major blow to Andrew himself and his status as the head wolf, so he avoided other werewolves and hid his partner in an abandoned old forest deep in the mountains. In the lair.

"So why did your partner get hurt?" Miser asked strangely, "Ordinary wounds should heal quickly for werewolves, right?"

When Andrew heard this, his face was also very ugly. With a threatening sound in his throat, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's a damn curse! It's a clown trick played by those cowardly and incompetent guys!"

The witch looked left and right, and found that she was the only one being shot by the map cannon. She couldn't help protesting angrily: "Hey! The curse is a university. Hello!"

Andrew snorted from his nose disdainfully.

Witch: "???"

Seeing that the witch rolled up her sleeves and was about to attack the werewolf, Miser hurried up to try to persuade her: "Werewolf, werewolf, you understand."

The race of werewolves is like this. They don't have a good relationship with vampires, and they don't have a good relationship with witches. In fact, they don't have a good relationship with any race, and they don't have a good relationship with themselves!

The witch couldn't understand: "So I just went to your store to buy something, why was I arrested and used as a coolie?"

"Hey, what's the relationship between the two of us!" Miser smiled at the witch and almost sent the fragile human being flying: "I'll give you a discount coupon when I go back!"

The witch gave him a disgusted look, but said nothing more.

"So how far is this mountain road! I'm just a weak domestic cat, my claws can't support it anymore!" The only cat in the group complained loudly.

Miser glanced at Robert, and said coldly, "You insisted on following, but now you can't move."

Robert didn't care, it just acted like it didn't hear Miser's words, and didn't stop, just grunted and complained as it walked, and was aggressive.

In the end, the witch couldn't stand the cat's hot-eared uncle's voice, and hugged Robert.

"Grass, it's so heavy!" The weak human almost jumped up to his waist: "Misser, how much does your cat weigh?"

When Robert heard this, he was furious immediately: "You are sinking! Stupid human beings, cats are made of clouds and have no weight!"

Witch: "..."

"How can there be such a shameless cat in the world?" The witch couldn't understand: "You have the nerve to say that you are made of clouds, look at the fat on your waist, you are obviously made of fat."

Robert was exposed the truth, and got into a ball with the witch frantically. Miser didn't bother to care about them, and the werewolf's lair had arrived.

This is a rather large cave. The gravel and rotting grass blades at the door have been cleared aside, and a thick layer of dry thatch is laid, which is very soft to step on. Most werewolves live a rough life, but they are taking care of their partners. , indeed in every possible way.

They walked to the innermost part of the cave and saw a giant wolf that was one-third larger than the ordinary werewolf at the time. It was curled up in the nest that Andrew made of thatch cotton and fluff, with its eyes closed, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

With a long howl, Andrew also turned into a giant wolf, walked forward cautiously, and licked his partner's forehead.

Although there is nothing wrong with the ordinary perspective, in the eyes of the succubus, Andrew's partner has a black aura lingering, which seems to be a shackle made by the soul, and the soul of the werewolf itself is getting more and more powerful under this confinement. Weak, if you continue like this, you may really die.

Miser frowned, and took out a feather that he forcibly plucked from Benben's body from his pocket before, stepped forward to try it, and found that the breath did not change in any way, and the power of the dead bird seemed to be insufficient. use.

Miser had no choice but to turn her head to look at the witch, and said, "What do you think?"

The witch and Robert couldn't adapt to the oppressive force of the werewolf, and they both stood far away. When Miser called him, they came over boldly and stretched out a hand to feel it in the air.

"It is indeed a curse, but it is not in the same system as us forest witches," the witch frowned and said, "It should be related to the soul, can't you see it?"

Miser replied: "I can see that it is the soul, but I have never seen this kind of situation. Most human souls can only be divided into three situations after death. They dissipate naturally, go to heaven, or go to hell. This is a curse. It's really rare. I can only tell that this guy has a tough soul, not like a bad guy, but I don't know why it is this color."

Miser thought for a moment.

Miser gave up thinking.

Anyway, there is a demon king who has lived for thousands of years by his side, and he is also his boyfriend, so why bother!Miser pushed Belphegor and asked, "Can you fix this?"

Belphegor opened his eyes: "What?"

"Oh, this." Belphegor looked at the werewolf, then at Miser, and said with a half-smile, "I'm sorry, dear, I can't do anything about this."

Miser looked at the other party dubiously. Didn't he really believe that Belphegor would have nothing to do with such a trivial matter? Couldn't it be solved by snapping his fingers?

Belphegor closed his eyes, seemed very sleepy, and said, "Well, it's not a mythical system after all."

Miser: "...???"

Miser looked at Belphegor incomprehensibly: "Are you kidding me?"

Belphegor said seriously, "Of course not."

Miser's face crumpled instantly, and he began to doubt his own three views. Is there really such a saying?Not a system?Then what the hell are you doing, the demon king of hell?

Seeing Miser's expression, Belphinger almost didn't laugh directly. He resisted the desire to hug and rub her, and said with a worried look, "Do you want to go back and bring the dog to see?"

Miser was struggling, and Robert next to him said cautiously: "I seem to have seen such a situation..."

"what?"

Robert said uncertainly: "This thing seems to be a grievance, a shackle formed by obsession when human beings die after suffering great injustice."

This statement seems to be very consistent with the situation at hand, but the state of this soul is much more serious than the obsession Robert said.

Miser thought for a while and asked Andrew, "Did your partner become like this after killing a human being?"

The giant wolf nodded.

Miser: "..."

Isn't that what you did yourself? Why do you feel that human beings are easy to bully if you have nothing to do?

Andrew also seemed to see the hidden meaning in Miser's expression, and said angrily: "It was the human who broke into our territory first! Andrea and I are ready to reproduce, of course we must eliminate all hidden dangers around us !"

Miser was stunned for a moment. He thought that Andrew was in the same situation as the son of the werewolf before. If he said that, that human being was out of luck. Territorial conflicts are also unavoidable.

"And that's just an ordinary human being, who knew he would have such power!" Andrew said stubbornly: "Demon, you promised me that you will help us!"

"Of course, we signed a contract," Miser replied, "You wait, let's discuss it."

Now it is probably the situation that Robert said. This unlucky guy may indeed be just an ordinary person, but his soul is very tough. It is not impossible to turn his own death into a curse. The problem now is how to unravel this curse .

The most brutal method is of course to directly destroy the soul, but Belphegor doesn't know why, he insists that he and this thing are not in the same myth system, so there is no way to make a move, so now he can only solve the problem in the traditional way.

"Leave it to you," Miser threw the pot out decisively, and said to the witch and the cat, "After all, I am not a creature of the same myth system as it."

"...???" The witch couldn't understand: "You are not, am I? This is obviously what your cat should be responsible for!"

Robert didn't take the blame, and shouted: "What are you talking about, I'm just a kitten made of clouds, who here knows curses better than you!"

Seeing that one person and one cat were about to scratch again, in the end Miser made a muddle in the middle and asked them to cooperate.

Robert and the witch reluctantly let go of their grievances, used their knowledge in their respective fields to study together for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Have you ever heard of a bucket list?" said the witch.

Miser shook his head, and said sincerely: "But it sounds troublesome, is there any other way?"

"It's really troublesome, but there is no other way." The witch shook her head regretfully at Miser: "If you want to unravel this curse, I'm afraid you can only satisfy the wish that this soul wanted to achieve during his lifetime. become like this.”

Miser: "..."

Witch: "But depending on the situation, this guy's wish will not be very simple."

Miser: "..."

Witch: "And more than one."

Miser: "..."

What else can Miser say, I regret it now, regret it very much, why did I listen to Belphinger's slander and accept such a loss-making business...Everyone has only one wish to sign a contract, this is good, A contract with a base price of [-] yuan is going to help people realize so many wishes, it's really a loss, okay?Blue face is troublesome, blue face is troublesome!

Belphinger noticed Miser's resentful eyes, and immediately looked tired, frowned, closed his eyes, and sighed softly, and waited for Miser to look away before opening his eyes and continuing to watch the play.

The witch gloated and said, "It seems that the contract of your devil's department store cannot be unilaterally waived?"

Miser: "..."

Miser said blankly, "Your coupon is gone."

Then, before the witch protested, the succubus glared at Belphegor: "You wait until this matter is over! We can't finish it unless we explain it clearly!"

Seeing this, Belphegor immediately frowned and said, "Ah...I'm so tired..."

Miser resolutely pushed back at him: "Stop doing this to me."

Belphegor: "..."

The wife suddenly became sober, is there really only so much gentleness?

The devil is heartbroken.