magic barrier

At midnight in midsummer, even though it has just rained, the weather is still sweltering and unbearably hot.

A few men and women reeking of alcohol swayed around for a long time, and a crew cut man wearing glasses couldn't help asking, "Amian, how long is it until I arrive, I've been holding back my urine for a long time!"

The woman whose name was named was wearing the popular peach blossom makeup, and her head was dizzy at the moment. She squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't tell the difference, "I can't remember clearly, wait for me, Director Gao De , Bring out a map."

Seeing that her hand holding the bag was unsteady, Xiao Pingtou laughed, "I'll find a supermarket."

"Go, go." A group of people waved at him.

Xiaopingtou drank a lot during the meal before, and now he was repeatedly blown by the heat wave with moisture, all the pores on his body stood up, it was really dry and hot, which made people scratch their heads.

He walked forward for a short distance, and saw a two-story building with a pointed roof.

The bronze-colored door panel looks thin and old, the wooden door frame has been mostly rotten, the window glass is dark and opaque, and the window frame is almost covered with dense spider webs, which is completely unrecognizable. The brick wall is intertwined with dead vines and rotten leaves. The whole small building can only be described in four words - a dangerous building waiting to be demolished.

However, there was actually a small red lantern hanging at the entrance of this building, shaking slightly with the heat wave.

Xiao Pingtou tried his best to support his glasses, and stopped curiously to look at the house. It turned out that this small building also had a light box with the same color as the building itself, and it was written crookedly in the darkest red paint—— Demon Realm coffee, next to the word there is a paw print of something unknown. Occasionally, a few bright red spots seem to have been dripped with blood, which is extremely strange.

At this time, a gust of shady and cool wind rolled a few leaves and the wind blew silently, which was in stark contrast to the scorching heat of the previous moment. Suddenly, the broken door of the small building opened a small gap with a "squeak", and the man with the crew-cut glasses huddled Swallowing his saliva, his eyes widened unconsciously, and he was half sober from the wine in an instant.

Meng Feibai, who showed half of his handsome face, said lightly, with a clean and crisp voice, "Sir, our shop is not open today..."

But before the words were over, I heard

"Oh my god, there's a ghost!" Xiaoping groaned, almost spilled urine in his crotch on the spot, covered somewhere, turned around and ran, without seeing clearly what was coming out of it.

Dreams are not white, "..."

Then the tall man who came out to watch the fun was trying to hold back his laughter, and patted him on the shoulder gloatingly. He was wrapped in a thick and slim black windbreaker, which showed his strong physique, and his voice was deep and hoarse, "Feibai, you This shop opened by the boy... Cough, the style is too suitable for us, don’t you really consider staying in the underworld for a while? Food, accommodation and entertainment are included, and it happens to be the Ghost Festival this year, so it’s more convenient to go there.”

It saves the need to open the gate of ghosts and find another way of ghosts.

The slowly closing door seemed to separate two worlds with completely different temperatures.

"Forget it, I'm a demon, and I'm not interested in your gloomy place. Besides, pretending the door like this has nothing to do with the style, it's for keeping a low profile, you don't understand." Meng Feibai rubbed his temples and walked in, sideways to avoid Open a figure.

He wore the ordinary light gray linen jacket and white pleated trousers with an indescribably elegant effect, and the low and gloomy light cast deep and shallow shadows on his handsome and outstanding face.

This place is a rare and beautiful place in the world, with sufficient charm and good Fengshui.

It is completely different from the desolate and dilapidated scene at the entrance. The interior decoration of Demon World Coffee is retro but elegant. This small house with only two floors from the outside has been completely remodeled and has been carefully divided into three independent spaces. The stairs are closely connected and very spacious.

The main coffee shop on the first floor is open to the Six Realms all year round. The VIP room on the second floor usually only accepts registered big customers. With sound insulation effect and automatic air purification function, it is a must-have item for home.

But today, the exquisite crystal chandeliers in the main hall on the first floor were collectively laid off, but the decorative candlesticks on the table that were usually only used to create an atmosphere were all lit up, and the dark green flames danced happily. There was also a strong breath of death.

Meng Feibai, who made his five senses extremely sensitive, frowned slightly, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, the two walked side by side through the lobby of the store and returned to the bar, sat down next to a young man in a white sweater, lit it with a fire, and played He flicked his fingertips and couldn't help turning his face to the side and sighed, "Impermanence, Lao Bai, let me know in advance next time you come to reserve the venue."

I will remember to hide out early.

Seeing the things floating around the room is really annoying, and the smell is not good, which makes his already negligible appetite even worse.

Wuchang is Heiwuchang, that is, the young man in a white sweater, who glanced at him indifferently, his slightly delicate face seemed to be covered with ice, "We also only received the notice from the leader half an hour ago."

He has been busy for more than two months without morning and night, and it is rare that he can take a whole day off today, but he is forcibly summoned to the human world for a meeting while he is sleeping soundly?

It would be impossible for anyone to be happy.

Bai Wuchang, who had already taken off his windbreaker and was only wearing a sexy black vest, also quickly came over, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, I don't know what kind of wind the ghost king is having today, we have our own exclusive big The conference hall is empty, so I want to come to your place for coffee without roll call."

Could it be that Mingbi made too much money recently and burned it?

A cup of coffee in the devil world can almost drink half a month's salary for an ordinary ghost, Juhei.

And when did His Royal Highness, the well-known Zhou Papi Guiwang in the underworld, become so generous?

There must be something wrong!

It is estimated that it is not a good thing.

Black clothes and white impermanence, and white clothes and black impermanence are thinking at the same time. It seems that next time I can raise the issue of wage arrears and year-end dividends with the leader.

Always tossing like this is going to bleed some blood.

"By the way, order a few more glasses of the most expensive." Drink half and pour half.

"Before you leave, pack five more tiramisu, two chicken pizzas, three packs of French fries without salt, and by the way, grilled wings and bacon, all of them."

Anyway, the leader signs the bill, and black and white impermanence means no pressure.

Thinking of our great leader, His Royal Highness, all the errands squatting in the coffee shop could not help but shudder, and some silently moved their hands closer to the burning will-o'-the-wisps on the candlesticks, pretending that they had already felt the warmth of spring .

Not everyone has the courage of these two impermanents. They would argue with the ghost king from time to time, and they often arrive late and leave early without wearing overalls.

Meng Feibai raised his eyebrows with interest, demons like to watch theater the most, and his dream demon is no exception, he smiled very unkindly, "This time you have all been called out, who is shaking down there?" ?”

If all the ghost guards came to the human world for the meeting, wouldn't the group of nail households below who have been dying for thousands of years not to be reincarnated unite and set off the underworld?

Hei Wuchang took a sip of his cold coffee, and snorted coldly in his heart, "Meng Po and Luo Sha, it's their turn to be on duty tonight."

What a blessing, I don't have to stay here to listen to the ghost king rambling for a while.

Bai Wuchang also nodded in agreement, he had never been so envious of the brothers on duty.

"It turns out that Po Meng is on duty..." Meng Feibai, who just bought a box of Po Meng soup last week and has drank a few cans left, is considering whether to ask Wuchang brothers to help with a message.

"Feibai, don't you just buy soup again? You can drink the shit made by Po Meng." Bitterness filled the sky. Although the new version of the packaging was changed this year, it looks a lot taller, but it is still a ghost. I almost frown when I smell it.

"What should I do if I don't drink? I've been hungry for days." Meng Feibai was also very helpless about this, and the taste of an empty stomach was uncomfortable.

"Too picky eater."

"Oh." Occasionally, you don't have to pick.

Puffing out the cigarette, originally he was just squinting his eyes lazily, but on a sudden whim, he raised his index finger, and lightly hooked twice at the smirking Bai Wuchang, a small ball with a halo flew from his chest When it came out, it was pulled by a thin golden thread, and landed firmly in Meng Feibai's smooth palm.

You don't need to look to know this is...

Bai Wuchang was shocked immediately, stood up and was about to rush towards him, "Ah, you dare to steal dreams in front of me! No, don't look!"

"It's late." Meng Feibai ignored him and put the ball into his mouth directly. As a result, his face became extremely painful, and he even started to chew ferociously, "It's unpalatable, I'd rather drink Mengpo soup."

What a broken dream, hard and dry, lifeless and with an earthy smell.

I don't want to eat the dreams of the underworld anymore, I'm just looking for guilt for myself.

Ha, actually got rejected?

Bai Wuchang was startled and frightened, and yelled, "Don't say it! Meng Feibai, you must never say it."

"Don't say it." He took a few bites and swallowed hard to fill his stomach, but Meng Feibai licked his lips very gracefully, his eyes wandering between the two impermanences full of teasing, "I can't see, the relationship between the two of you It's a mess."

Bai Wuchang, "..."

Hei Wuchang slowly raised his head, "What's the mess?"

Bai Wuchang, "Nothing!"

Heiwuchang, "Hmph, boring."

In fact, one side is chaotic, and the other has no idea what's going on.

Bai Wuchang blushed with some guilty conscience, leaned close to Meng Feibai's ears, and said sullenly, "Don't tell him, or I will be useless."

Although he has lived for many, many years, and has partnered with a certain Mr. Wuchang for many, many years, there is still no progress in this matter.

Suppressing a laugh, Meng Feibai said solemnly, "Bring me five boxes of Mengpo soup, and I'll pretend I didn't see this dream."

"Okay, I'll talk to Granny Meng about this." Hei Wuchang gritted his teeth and let out a sigh of relief.

It's just that he ignored a crucial question - can the devil's promise be trusted?

"What, want Mengpo soup again? This is not okay. There are not enough people in the queue recently, so don't come and join in the fun." Although he didn't know what the two were muttering before, Hei Wuchang was stern and selfless, and still insisted on principles.

He glanced at the wall clock on the wall from the corner of his eye, and suddenly said in a very sinister tone, "Damn, it's almost two o'clock!" He had to go to work with Luo Sha at six o'clock.

Called them all in a hurry, but he didn't show up for a long time.

Unscrupulous leadership!

"Kaba", the wall of the coffee cup was cracked a few holes because of a small force from a Wuchangjun who had been dissatisfied with the leader for a long time. Meng Feibai immediately snapped his fingers, and with a "bang", he walked out of the thin white smoke. A beautiful woman in a suit and skirt carrying a tray, with seductive eyes like silk, and a hot figure, but there are two unusually heavy iron chains tied to her slender ankles.

She carefully took away the cup, then quickly handed over a cup of freshly made caramel latte, bowed respectfully, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.The whole process was silent and obviously well-trained.

All the service staff in Mojie coffee are from the Demon Realm, the real Demon Realm.

Humans will commit crimes, and some will be imprisoned, and so will demons, and those who are serious will be arrested and sent to the forbidden area of ​​the demon world.

Some of the minor problems will be released after 80 or [-] years. The cholera clan will be imprisoned for life for such a serious crime as killing the same kind, and even abolish one's cultivation base... But those situations were thousands of years ago, and the devil's nature is easy to enjoy , since gradually getting used to the bustling and bustling city life, drinking and playing like a duck to water every day, very few of them will commit crimes to make themselves uncomfortable.

Nowadays, the demons also have small fights in private, but as long as it is not too much, the elders will turn a blind eye and close one eye. If you encounter someone who is too troublesome, you will be caught in the demon world coffee. The two worlds, and the demons who often go in and out of the six worlds are stationed in the human base to work as free labor.

Although I usually just wipe the table, sweep the floor and wash the cups here, there is no heavy work, but I am extremely unfree, and I have to face all kinds of beings from the six realms with weird tempers every day.

Although the ghost world reservations will make the store gloomy, with ghosts and ghosts floating around, the atmosphere is at least okay. Ghosts are used to staying underground and rarely cause trouble, unlike demons, who always have to make some troubles before giving up.

The beautiful girl just now was the shadow demon Caiyue who pinched up on the street with a flower in the legendary demon world a while ago. The two were fighting at the time. It was earth-shattering and weeping. Even though the enchantment layer was laid in advance, it still affected a few innocent people. She was a passer-by, so she was locked up by her third elder father and thrown to Meng Feibai's place for labor reform for a period of 50 years.

50 years is not a long time, for the demons, it is just a moment of flickering.

"Buzzing", the mobile phone in the pocket of Heiwuchang's sweater vibrated, and a somewhat surprised figure flashed on the screen, with tiger fur hat and scissorhands.

This is--

"Shen Tu? If you have something to say, I'll hang up if it's nothing." He thought he didn't have a deep friendship with the gods in the God Realm, so his tone was not kind.

The voice with a strong Henan flavor on the phone sounded a little anxious, "Don't hang up if you have something to do! Are you in the Devil Realm? I can't get through to the Dream Demon's phone, what the hell is he doing there? He doesn't have a home phone or anything Yes, there is no fax, you don't know that I have..."

"Stop." Upon hearing that he had nothing to do with it, Hei Wuchang directly threw the phone to Mo next to him, "The number one chatterbox in the God Realm, I'm looking for you."

"Shentu?" Meng Feibai took it in surprise, "Why did I call you? Oh... By the way, my phone is charging upstairs."

The relationship between the dignified guys in the Demon Realm and the God Realm is also average, and they basically have no contact with each other.

"Dream, dream is not white! Did you look at the sky last night?" After making a lot of phone calls in the Six Realms to find the devil, he finally caught the real master.

"Look at the sky? I'm not free." This year, when you look up, you can only see layers of smog, and even the weather forecast turns into cloudy tomorrow. It's okay, I hung up."

"Yes! It was just last night. You didn't look at the sky? The sky is abnormal... What is that called Yinghuo? Oh my god, I forgot." I don't know the main point, I was sweating from anxiety at the moment, and it took me a long time to recall, "Yes, it is the Sixth World Congress. This year's Sixth World Congress is ahead of schedule. The Emperor of Heaven said that this time it is your turn to do it in the Demon Realm. Let me go first." Let me know and get ready."

"Six Realms Conference?" Meng Feibai was stunned for a moment, "Don't the Six Realms gather once every 500 years?"

The last one was held in the heaven last year, and the next one will indeed be hosted by the demon world, but it's still not a short time before 500 years.

"What's going on, can you explain it clearly? If not, replace it with Yu Lei."

"You don't need him, I can do it! I can do it! Oh..." Shen Tu beat his head hard, "I remember it, I remembered it. Last night, Laojun watched the stars at night and said that the ancient weapon had a sign of rebirth. The Six Realms have to discuss it quickly, so the date of the meeting has been brought forward."

Now Meng Feibai was shocked, "What the F?"