How to catch a demon god? !

Withdraw the foreword.I'm afraid he can't bear this "three thousand favors"!

The next day, Qiao Pingyang's back hurt so much that he couldn't get out of bed all morning.It was terrible, considering that he was already 30 years old and he was not too young, he thought that he should move out of Ling Fengmian's house and keep a distance from Ling Fengmian, so that he could live longer.That's right, last night it was he himself who was eager to move, wanted to welcome and refused, and half-pushed, because he was dazzled by the long-lost heartbeat and forgot the difference of race.That is to say, although Ling Fengmian belongs to the spirit fox family and canine family, she is usually in human form anyway. Why does she get stuck for a while after rolling the sheets and cannot get out...

Qiao Pingyang lay upright on the bed, held up his mobile phone and opened the search, entered keywords such as "canidae" and "mating" to check related literature, the more he read, the more pale his face became.He put down his phone, and looked sideways at the fox who was sitting on the bed with him: "It may be too late, but I still want to ask, what did you mean when you said that you and I could have a baby?"

Ling Fengmian also put down the tablet in her hand, fondled Qiao Pingyang's slightly curly hair and said, "I know if you don't want to give birth, and I won't force you. The spirit fox tribe needs a special seed to have a child, and I can control it. "

So that "special seed" was not used last night.very good.It seems that he doesn't have to worry about being a father with a sudden belly bulge for the time being, thanks to Lord Demon God for keeping his word.

However, there is another point.

"...Do you have to lock it up every time you finish your work?" Qiao Pingyang covered his face in pain. He was not used to being down there and had no experience down there. He finally sacrificed himself to be eaten by a fox, but he still met This kind of "racial characteristics" is obviously different from that of human beings. He just wants to shout that this is so unscientific!

"What? Can't you?"

"...Uh, I'm not a spirit fox clan, so I should say I'm not used to it..."

Ling Fengmian lifted the quilt, and Qiao Pingyang's naked body was close at hand, and the "traces of love" left by him were everywhere on his fair skin.Very, very tempting.He turned over and pressed on it, whispering, "You'll get used to it a few times."

……

That's not what he meant!

"Don't do this, I'm going to die."

"No. I will grasp the scale."

Liar!His old waist is like this!

Before Qiao Pingyang could utter a protest, his mouthpiece was blocked. His rationality told him that it would really break if he couldn't do it. However, the fox's hormones smelled so good. Kissing him—he was drunk again.

Oh, someone asked how did he get out of bed at the end?

I have to ask Xueyin about this matter.After all, he was the one who rushed to Ling Fengmian's house to heal Qiao Pingyang's badly damaged waist.Without Xueyin, Qiao Pingyang could probably lie in bed for three full days.

As the old saying goes, the man you choose will sleep even if you cry.

Two days later, Jiechen contacted Qiao Pingyang as agreed.

At a crossroads in the cold winter, two men stood in the north wind.Qiao Pingyang was wearing a thick cashmere scarf, and his nose was still red from the cold, turning white with every breath.He rubbed his hands and scolded Jie Chen for his mental illness, and why didn't he pick up an underground party leader in an air-conditioned room, what kind of plane would he fly on the street where the north wind is howling.However, referring to Jiechen's strange personality, the reasons are probably nothing more than "the things in the store outside are not clean" & "I don't want to entertain you into my house".

Qiao Pingyang had a cold face: "What can't you talk about on the phone?"

Xie Chen's meticulously combed back hair is not messy in the north wind, and it seems that he has applied a lot of styling gel.He took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Pingyang: "The first step is like this after the disk is unfolded. I can't tell it clearly on the phone."

"...Take a photo and pass it to me?" Qiao Pingyang took the paper, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He looked down at the disk, which was obviously different from the complete disk on the sheepskin book. "The purple in the middle refers to Ziweixing?"

Jie Chen seemed surprised that he could say the word Ziwei Xing, hesitantly said: "Do you know astrology?"

Qiao Pingyang sneered, of course he doesn't understand, but in order to pretend to understand in front of you, he also did a lot of homework.

"I know a thing or two. Of course I don't know as much as you do."

"Then I'll make a long story short. This astrology chart is closest to the arrangement of Ziwei Doushu. With Ziwei star as the head, the astrology at birth is arranged in order and the rest of the stars are arranged in order. This chart locks the Ziwei star in the middle. MSI, so the ordering of other stars is now random, and it doesn’t look famous. You need to use the password to unlock Ziwei Star, and the rest of the stars will automatically return to their positions.”

"Well. I already know the password anyway. Can you guess what the password is?"

Jie Chen seemed to expect him to ask this question: "This is what I want to talk to you today, otherwise why do you think I have to leave my sons at home to meet you? Look at the 'Yanghuo' next to Ziweixing, see Arrived? A little to the left."

Qiao Pingyang searched along the left side and nodded.

Jie Chen went on to say: "Except for the leading Ziwei star in the middle of the board, all the other stars are arranged randomly because they are locked. Only this 'Yanghuo', which is what we usually call the sun star, falls on the center of the board impartially. The position of the house of life. This cannot be a coincidence, the person who arranged this chart either deliberately put the sun star there, or there is nothing he can do but put it there. "

Qiao Pingyang's head was getting dizzy gradually, and it seemed that "Fate Art" was not enough to read at all.He sighed, and asked resignedly, "Teacher Jie, please explain it more plainly."

Jie Chen pondered for a moment, then said: "I'll just talk about my inference. He probably had no choice but to put the sun star in the house of fate. The horoscope chart is for fate reading, and the person who reads it can only be a bystander at best." Therefore, some people in the industry also call the person who sees fate a "dreamer", because he can only see it with his eyes, but he cannot touch it or participate in it. Fate cannot be changed, it is destined and irreversible. This person After peeking at the chart, he wanted to hide it, and in a sense he was disobeying fate. So while he successfully encrypted the chart, he also paid the price." Speaking of this, he clicked again. A little bit of the word "Yanghuo", "The sun star falling in the palace of fate may be the price he paid."

"The sun star seems to be in charge of life?" Qiao Pingyang tried his best to recall the duties of each star in the ancient books.

"The sun, the essence of the sun, is the origin of all things. You said that life is also good, but specifically it refers to the cardiovascular system and visual system. That is, the heart and eyes."

Heart, and eyes?

"Could it be..."

"The heart obviously exceeds the size range of the horoscope, so it is very likely to be the eyes. Of course, the premise is that my inferences are not biased from the beginning to the end. After all, the horoscope is a fate that is far from the slightest difference. Yes." Xie Chen said so, but his jaw was raised slightly, obviously very sure of his deduction.

Qiao Pingyang took another deep breath, knowing what the password was, he should be happy, but now he is not happy at all.Eye? !Wanqin's eyes!Wanqin was wiped out 20 years ago, not to mention the organic matter such as the eyes, not even the spiritual root.Where can I find things that no longer exist in this world... This disk, is it a dead end here?

"So, now I just need to dig out this person's eyes and place them on the horoscope disk, and the disk will unfold?"

"...Yes." Mingmen literati (self-proclaimed) Xie Chen expressed physical discomfort with the verb "digging", but the conclusion of the monster-catcher (Jie Chen's name in his head) Qiao Pingyang was correct, "Next you see Do it. If you can find the password, come to me again. If you can’t find it, give up. I’ve made it very clear that you can’t solve it without the password. Okay, goodbye.” After finishing speaking, he left Qiao Pingyang with great strides and walked away from the intersection.

Qiao Pingyang let him go, he was completely confused by the super S-level difficulty task of "Wanqin's Eyes".Amitabha Virgin Mary, where can I find this—? !He stood there holding the small piece of paper, and after a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called Qing Lan.That's right, it's not worthwhile to bother everyone together, in case he is so annoying that his hairline moves back.

After moving to a warm cafe, Qiao Pingyang arrived first and sat down on a sofa by the window.Holding the coffee in his hand, he only took two sips, and a round, snow-white face outside the window pressed against the glass window and made a funny face at him.After making the grimace and sticking out her tongue again, Xueyin dragged Qing Lan into the shop bouncingly.Today he is wearing an off-white knitted hat with a huge pompom on the top, which is definitely weird for ordinary people to wear, but Xueyin wears it so straightforwardly and cutely.Probably, mainly to see the face.

Qing Lan was dressed very thinly, not much changed from when Qiao Pingyang first met him.Qiao Pingyang guessed that he was an aquatic creature and not afraid of the cold, but the more he looked at it, the colder he felt.

Xueyin sat down opposite, and Qiao Pingyang couldn't help spit coffee all over the table with her first sentence.

"Yangyang, you smell like Master Ling! Did you fall in love again last night >o< that's great, so loving!"

……

Qiao Pingyang reflexively felt his waist sore. Resisting the urge to help his lower back, he took two paper towels and wiped the coffee from the corners of his mouth: "Xueyin, pay attention to the occasion." And what kind of new rhetoric is love to love? , how can he not understand :)

Qinglan laughed "hahaha" for a while, and patted Xueyin's head lightly to remind him: "Xueyin, you really don't know how to read the atmosphere, don't say it, Yangyang will be shy."

...you are not much better off.Qiao Pingyang cursed.

"But let me tell you the truth. Ever since Master Ling hugged Yangyang, he has been in an invincible mood, and he can still laugh! Ah Qing, can you imagine that Master Ling, with a paralyzed face of ten thousand years, can laugh. Hahaha."

……

Well, Ling Fengmian has learned the skill of "laughing" for him.He really deserves it.Qiao Pingyang drank two more sips of coffee to suppress his shock, and said, "I'm looking for you to talk about business. Just now I met with the gate of the underworld, and there is some progress on the horoscope left by Wanqin." The steps of the disk directly stated the conclusion, "All in all, now I have learned the password of the horoscope disk. Eighty percent, no, ninety percent, it is Wanqin's eyes."

Qing Lan asked: "You mean the eyes, the whole eyeball?"

...uh, that statement is a bit bloody.

"That's right. Otherwise, what else would eyes be."

Xueyin continued: "Maybe it's the eyeballs too. The part of the pupil?"

"What's the difference."

"Nope."

……

Qiao Ping raised his forehead, these two people occasionally talked a little off-line, cute is cute, but also a little tormenting.He continued: "The problem now is that Wanqin is long gone. I wonder if this password must be unsolvable. Do you have any clues?"

Xueyin pondered for a moment, then clapped her hands as if she had an epiphany: "Speaking of His Highness Wanqin, when did his left eye become completely blind? What about eyesight?"

"Not long before the tribulation."

Qiao Pingyang was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Wanqin can't see with his left eye?"

"His Highness Wanqin's left eye has always been somewhat obstructed. He must have had this problem when he first came to Lijiang. I heard from him that he had some incurable disease, and he would lose his sight one day." Qing Lan recalled, "It took a long time One spring, when the boss took us to visit, the left eye of His Royal Highness Wanqin completely lost its luster. Let me think... what year was it. What year was it when there was a heavy snowfall?"

Xueyin thought about it but couldn't remember the exact year: "Anyway, it was more than 30 or [-] years ago."

This cannot be blamed on them, the lifespan of demons is generally ten times or even more than that of humans.It is normal for them to forget ten years and twenty years.Qiao Pingyang expressed his understanding.

"But, what Xueyin wanted to say just now is that after His Royal Highness Wanqin's left eye became blind, he may have removed his left eye." Xueyin found that her words were ambiguous, and waved her hand to explain, "Ah, yes I didn’t see it removed with my own eyes, but His Royal Highness Wanqin started to wear blindfolds when he went to Limiao Pavilion after that time in spring. Right, Ah Qing? It seems that His Royal Highness Wanqin also mentioned that blind eyes should not be removed. Another The eyes are affected."

"Yes, it seems that there is such a thing."

"That is to say, although Wanqin is gone, his left eye may still be preserved somewhere?" Qiao Pingyang couldn't believe it, was he so lucky.But when he thought about it again, maybe all of this was not accidental, but inevitable.The price Wanqin paid for hiding certain information on the disk was his vision, one of his eyes.Therefore, the removal of the eyes after necrosis may also be destined to happen when he chooses to encrypt.Qiao Pingyang, a good citizen who has received higher education in materialism, suddenly has a feeling in his heart that "the destiny cannot be violated", and that everything is predetermined.Quite incredible.

Qing Lan felt that this was not a good idea, but such a slight possibility could not be ruled out.He concluded: "Can't be 100% sure. But there's no clues other than this at the moment, so maybe looking in that direction, there's a glimmer of hope."

Qiao Pingyang nodded.So the next question is, how to find it?Ling Fengmian forbade him to go to Limiao Pavilion, but it couldn't stop him.It's just that his intuition faintly told him that since Wanqin wanted to hide the disk, he wouldn't keep both the disk and the password by his side.Isn't the password farther away from the disk, the safer?It is best to go as far as the American continent, and you will never find it.Therefore, even if you go to Limiao Pavilion, you may be throwing a stick in vain.He raised his hand and rubbed the word Chuan between his eyebrows, ready to diverge his thinking and think about other possibilities.

Turtledove is very busy.He has been very busy all along. During the day, as Ling Fengmian's secretary, he arranges various contacts, handles paperwork, and takes care of Ling Fengmian's daily life.At night, I will work as a security guard, monitoring the movement of the entire site through the eyes of eyeliners all over the city.He followed Ling Fengmian for a very long time, so long that he could not count the number of years.Afterwards, although Ling Fengmian had Xueyin and Qinglan again, those two idiots would not be able to help at all unless there were special circumstances.So his workload was never shared.

However, since Qiao Pingyang, a human demon catcher, appeared, his work has continued unabated. The small branch of "taking care of Master Ling's daily life" has been removed from the work content, but more inexplicable tasks have been added. quantity.For example, if a human being is captured, he needs to search for clues. For example, if a human being is captured, he needs to go to the rescue.

So whenever he thought of Qiao Pingyang, his headache would explode.

In the past two weeks, old man Lin Xun was sent to the hospital due to a myocardial infarction caused by a voodoo. He ran to and from the hospital company every day, and sometimes he couldn't forget to call Ling Fengmian to report the situation.As a result, human beings were taken away again. What kind of physique does this person keep being taken away?

Turtledove put the briefcase on the chair and sat down on the sofa, fatigue was written in the light brown eyes.

Counting, he may not have slept in his own bed for another two or three days.During the day, when Lin Xun was not in the company, there was a lot of backlog of things, and Zicheng's incident happened again. In order to strengthen patrols, at night, he often flew all night before returning home to change clothes before dawn, and then went to the company again.

Of course, everything is for the master, he is willing to do these things.

He rested on the sofa for a while, loosened his tie with his fingers, and went to the bathroom to turn on the faucet.The hot water rushed into the bathtub like a rushing spring with a "shua".Standing in the sound of water, he unbuttoned his shirt, loosened his vest, loosened his belt, and took off his trousers and socks.When I finally took off my clothes, due to the constant heat in the room, the lens of the flat mirror was already white.

He took off his glasses and put them on the sink beside him, then turned to turn off the tap.After that, he stepped into the bathtub and lay down with his head on the edge of the bathtub.

When you are tired, you just want to take a good bath to relax your tense nerves.

He breathed out a hot breath.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a tall man in black sitting on the edge of the bathtub, looking at him with a half-smile.

"!"

Turtledove trembled, trying to get up from the bathtub but was first controlled by hands and feet.The black evil spirit wrapped around his skin like handcuffs and shackles, cold and desperate.

... When did this man come in? !

Zicheng bent down and approached the turtledove. His broad shoulders covered the light from the ceiling light in the bathroom. In order to adapt to the light, the turtledove's iris more than doubled in an instant, and the dark pupils almost filled the entire eye socket. "Eagle's eyes. Very beautiful." Zi Cheng sneered, his voice was like an ice pick mercilessly piercing into the turtledove's deprived body, "Don't act rashly. Otherwise, I will gouge out your eyes and give them to Ling Fengmian. Without eyes, what use are you to him?"

Turtle Dove refused to show weakness, and calmly looked at Zi Cheng: "How did you get in here?"

Zicheng laughed twice again, with blatant sarcasm in his words: "Come in through the gate. The sound of water from the faucet can cover my tracks. You are almost at your limit."

Turtledove was silent.It's true that he hasn't had a good rest in the past two days, and his whole body is a little slack, but the enemy swaggered into the door.

"Come uninvited, what do you want."

Zi Cheng looked at the turtledove's light brown eyes full of rebellion, and was in a good mood. He pinched the turtledove's face and forced him to look up. This stubborn eagle was more to his liking than that oily, sweet-mouthed human being.His tone was eight parts threatening and two parts sincere, and said, "I'll make a deal with you."