Infinite script kill

Chapter 272 is Chapter 120: Team Building
Outside the Drum Tower at night, in the beef offal soup restaurant.

Wang Gong was lying on the table with a bored face, reading the newspaper.

Of course, he loves to read newspapers, not because the content in the newspapers is good, but because the newspapers recently reprinted the new novel "The Legend of Condor Heroes" from "Ming Pao" magazine, and he is fascinated by it recently.

Since the last antique exchange meeting, the heat in the store has gradually cooled down.

The business is not as busy as before, and Wang Gong's father can naturally go back to sleep with peace of mind.

Hmmm... kind of a father who left his son in a haunted shop.

As night fell, there were not so many living people in the store, and those unusual customers gradually began to increase again.

But Wang Gong wasn't worried, because when the expert left last time, he left him a large amount of guiding money, and he put it on the table, allowing the guests to take one by themselves after drinking the soup.

Occasionally there will be some 'guests' who are grateful and know that Wang Gong likes to hear some mysterious things, so they will tell him some things they know.

For example, there are gold, silver and jewels hidden outside the suburbs in the east of the city. Wang Gong's eyes glowed when he heard it, and asked where?
"Not far away, there is a grave of a high official thirty miles to the east, and there is a treasure under it after you dig it."

Hehe, feelings are grave robbers, so walk slowly.

Tomb robbery is against the law, and if caught, he will be shot, and he is still young and has not yet married a wife.

Another came and said to him, "I have a big secret."

Wang Gong pricked up his ears.

"Recently a lot of experts have come to L City, you can recommend yourself, maybe you can be accepted as a disciple."

As soon as Wang Gong heard that this was good, he hurriedly asked the other party who he was, and where was he? ?

As a result, the other party spread his hands: "Then how would I know?"

"Get out! Next!"

"I know, I know!" An 'old customer' raised his hand and walked up to Wang Gong excitedly.

"Where is it?" Wang Gong's eyes glowed, thinking that he was still a reliable old customer, and he could drink soup for a thousand days and use it for a while.

"On the ass!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the other party opened his mouth, Wang Gong was dumbfounded and asked in a daze, "What's on the ass?"

Seeing that Wang Gong didn't understand, the other party hurriedly said, "The birthmark is gourd-shaped, and it's on Widow Li's butt next door."

When mentioning Widow Li, Wang Gong blushed and waved his hands impatiently: "Go, go, go and drink, who asked this?"

"But don't you often peek at her taking a bath?? This afternoon, I saw you lying on..."

"Get out!!"

Wang Gong threw a sesame seed cake in the past, and his heart was almost pissed off by these wandering ghosts.

The good guy doesn't have any useful information, but he has a clear understanding of his hobbies.

When he was depressed, he only heard "Ding Dong!" on the door beam.

As soon as Wang Gong looked up, he saw a girl in Tsing Yi strolling in. The girl was so beautiful, with a small nose and big eyes, black hair like a waterfall, and a pair of small fluffy ears on her head, not to mention how cute she was.

Wang Gong's eyes straightened. He had seen too many female ghosts. He had never seen such a beautiful and watery one. When the girl looked at him, there was a different kind of light in those blue eyes. Wang Gong's mind was foggy, and he felt like he was about to lose his soul.

"I... I... I've been through!"

After Wang Gong finished speaking, he almost smacked his mouth out. This is because he hasn't come out of the novel yet.

As a result, a big foot suddenly kicked out from behind the door, and kicked on the girl's elastic buttocks.

Seeing his goddess's fragrant buttocks being kicked up so roughly, Wang Gong's heart almost broke.

"Bringing you out for group building is not for you to come out to be happy!"

Wang Gong was taken aback by the familiar voice, only to see a hand from outside the door open the curtain and come in. It was the expert whom he hadn't seen for a while.

Seeing that familiar face, Wang Gong's mind immediately came to his senses. He only felt that he was in a trance for a while, and the irresistible sense of impulsiveness just now disappeared in his mind.

Hastily walked out from behind the counter: "Brother Zhao, you are here, if you don't come to my place, it will become a haunted place."

After speaking, he took a look, and saw Xu Tong holding three yellow incense sticks in his hand, and there were two strange faces standing behind him.

The former is dressed in white, with a straight nose, red lips and white teeth, and white and tender skin like a son-in-law, very much like the jade-faced scholar in the novel, a proper little fresh meat.

It's just that the eyes and eyebrows are the only ones... well, they are so obscene, anyone who looks at them will curl their lips, and four words can pop up in their minds, evil eyebrows and mouse eyes.

Looking at the other one again, it was a man with a yellow face. He was thin and thin, but his face was full of gloom and murderous looks. Anyone who looked at him would feel guilty.

If Chen Jian looked like a King Kong with angry eyes, and his brows were calm and majestic, then this yellow-faced man would give people the viciousness of a murderer and robber.

Therefore, it is true to say that a relationship is born from the heart.

Look at the three next to Xu Tong, a vixen, doesn't she look hooked and lost.

No matter how good-looking and handsome a mouse spirit becomes, he can't change his temperament of a mouse no matter what his eyes look like.

As for the resentful spirits, according to what the master said, they are evil spirits in the Yin and Yang Dao, who eat living people, eat three mouthfuls and one fat man.

When the four of them walked into the soup restaurant, the soup in the hands of the diners suddenly tasted bad.

"Dangdang!"

A 'diner' dropped the chopsticks on the ground and stared straight at Xu Tong and his group. They couldn't tell the difference, but they might be able to tell the special aura about Xian'er.

What's more, there are terrible things like wraiths. They are wandering ghosts who are like snacks in front of them. The ghosts are not afraid when they see them.

"Go ahead, everyone, we're just here to have a meal and engage in team building."

Xu Tong noticed the fear emanating from these wandering souls, so he quickly comforted them, and took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to Wang Gong: "It's all mine."

Seeing this situation, Wang Gong was startled and thought to himself, good guy, this is a bunch of evil spirits, who can scare even ghosts into such a state.

Thinking of Wang Gong's unreasonable thoughts about that fox lady, he also disappeared. After getting along for a long time, he also knew Xu Tong's temperament, so he hurriedly took the money: "Today, Mr. Zhao pays the bill. Everyone is four taels of meat at home, everyone is moved or not."

What can they say, the sound of each one is like a mosquito, who dares to move, no one dares to move.

Seeing this, Xu Tong ignored these wandering spirits, and put the guiding money on the table as usual, not forgetting to look at the entrance of the soup restaurant from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, the taciturn treasure appraiser was still sitting there, just like a watcher's stone.

Seeing his eye contact, he just nodded indistinctly.

Wang Gong brought up the soup, with a few pancakes for each person. There was no taboo for rats and wraiths. Think about how rat spirits eat in wax museums.

After giving Wulingzhi to living people, he cut off the meat with a single knife and cooked it in wax oil.

After eating and drinking enough to make people into ghosts, it is his daily pleasure to make a layer of skin out of wax for these ghosts.

Wraith is even worse. In the Yin and Yang Dao, he is only in the middle of the food chain at best, and this is still at the full level.

There are so many scary things in the Yin and Yang Dao, they can eat a few bones on weekdays, it is considered a simple meal, and he even eats zombies, so what else can he be picky about.

So the two ate with gusto, while the vixen frowned at the beef offal soup, but seeing the three of them eating deliciously, they could only hold their noses and take a few bites, feeling that the soup was neither fishy nor oily. Then he was willing to follow Xu Tong's example and soak the pancakes in a bowl and eat slowly.

It's a pity that the production of Haibi brand soda in L City hasn't started yet, otherwise a bowl of hot soup and a bottle of iced soda would taste so delicious~~ No wonder in reality many fat houses stay up late at night and come out to drink soup.

Until you are full of food and drink, according to this process, normal team building should go to the massage room next door and order a favorite technician...

But Xu Tong doesn't have this hobby. Well, of course, it's also because the folk customs are simple now, and it's a felony to catch him, so naturally he doesn't have such treatment to enjoy.

But team building, of course Xu Tong didn't pull them out to let them just eat.

Before, everyone couldn't talk, but Wraith could talk but didn't like to talk.

Now that he has set up a hall and can open the hall so that everyone can speak within his own range, Xu Tong of course wants to know who is under his command, and solve a difficult problem by the way.

Xu Tong turned the page and asked, the three in front of him didn't dare to hide anything, after all, they were the head teacher, and they had to listen to what the head teacher had to say.

When the white mouse told his story, the old nose had grown. Xu Tong and the others listened for half an hour in a daze before they realized that the mouse was hidden in the belly of the monk by a Taoist.

So as soon as it opened its eyes, it seemed that there was no shortage of food, and it just ate the monk's meat.

Before he left, the Taoist also taught him a set of practice methods. In addition, the monk's meat was very rich in spirituality, and he could occasionally eat two crystals like stones. After a long time, he got spirituality.

Let's not mention the later things for the time being, the origin of this white mouse is a bit mysterious, even the vixen at the side was very surprised, thinking that this mouse might be a fairy who escaped from Hui's family.

Naturally, there are resentful spirits below, but he spoke in a confused manner. Within 10 minutes, everyone lost interest. The hurricane brought out the yin and yang path.

Xu Tong pondered in his heart, probably because he damaged the [Polypoma] and triggered the punishment mechanism.

Wraith and White Mouse both finished talking about their origins, and the three couldn't help but look at the vixen.

The vixen could only let out a long sigh, and tell his story one by one...

　One more night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)