What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

For them, Yalou is simply out of reach.

Even in places where flesh and blood are traded, monks are more welcome most of the time.

The life of ordinary people is basically to work for the old man, go home, lie down, rest and sleep, recuperate and work harder tomorrow.

It is worthy of the name of the ultimate hit worker.

"So with this thing, everyone can listen to music at home."

The male devil touched the gramophone in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, as if thinking of a wonderful picture.

After a while, he nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, this thing is good, my wife will probably like it very much."

"Your wife?"

Lu Wei glanced at him, and his heart skipped a beat.

What do you mean?Even if you come out by yourself to give some magical artifacts, you can also meet someone who shows affection?

You couples like to randomly pick a lucky single on the street and chase them down, right?

As soon as his wife was mentioned, the male demon cultivator scratched his head in embarrassment: "No, my wife is also a mortal, and none of the magic tools I have used myself can be used by her. Now this Phonograph, she should like it very much."

"...you married a mortal?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

Lu Wei blinked and said nothing.

The male demon Xiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong - Dr. Chen could marry their boss of Wanmo Liyuan, and it wouldn't be too much for them younger brothers to follow Mofan for the whole point.

Lu Wei was thinking, this incident is probably more common in Baihua City, if it were in other places...it would be big news.

He waved his hands, as if he was about to chase someone away: "Okay, okay, go home and give the gramophone to your wife, don't rely on me, there will be guests later."

The male demon Xiu nodded with a smile, and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Lu Wei with some embarrassment, and said carefully: "Then what, Lord Gu, why don't you give me another one?"

"What's the matter? Taking one for nothing is not enough and you need another one?"

"Oh, it's all free, give me another one~"

Lu Wei glanced at him, and threw another phonograph to him with some disgust: "Go, go, don't block my business."

The male demon Xiu took the phonograph with joy, and left a sentence with a smile: "You are counting it as charity, not a business~"

"This is business."

Lu Wei emphasized a sentence, and then said seriously: "The spiritual dust industry has come to this day, and it cannot be separated from those people who were willing to let go of their grudges and work with us until now."

"Whether it's the wolf cavalry, the personnel in the experimental area, the spiritual plant department, or the mechanical engineering department, our initial manpower comes from the mortals in Baihua City."

"This is not charity, it's business, it's just a [employee price]."

This is probably the reason for giving away three days for nothing.

Moreover, Lu Wei speculates that not only phonographs, but also other civil implements in the future will probably adopt the three-day system for free.

For no other reason.

Just don't want to forget about it.

After hearing this, the male devil couldn't help but smile.

He bowed his head towards Lu Wei: "Thank you, Lord Gu."

After finishing speaking, he left under Lu Wei's extremely disgusted expression.

Looking at his back, Lu Wei silently rolled his eyes, and continued to prepare for the next customer.

……

……

After that, several hours passed.

to evening.

When the male demon cultivator passed by the door, he didn't rush to open the door to see his first wife.

It was because he would be scolded for coming back so late, and also because he still smelled of other women.

So he chose to take a short detour and went to another house.

Knocking on the door, an old woman came to greet him. He chatted with the old woman for a while, and then entered the house.

This is a very simple house, just like other mortals in Baihua City, living in a very simple place.

Going all the way, he finally came to the innermost part of the house.

A bedridden, skinny old man seemed to have sensed that someone was coming, and when he looked up, he saw the face of the male demon Xiu.

"Father, I'm here to see you."

He came to the bedside, looked at the sick and tired old man, and said with a smile, "You look pretty good today."

The old man glanced at him and said angrily, "Where's my daughter?"

"Staying at home."

"Why didn't you come with me?"

"She is tired today and wants to take a rest. I want to come alone."

"Oh, like this."

The light in the old man's eyes dimmed a little, as if he was a little disappointed.

He didn't say much, just silently took out the gramophone from his pocket.

The old man could tell at a glance what kind of magic weapon it was. Thinking of the identity of the male demon cultivator, he thought it was something strange.

just.

With the activation of the switch, the melodious and melodious piano sound suddenly came from the phonograph.

The old man's expression was stunned and dull, as if he had been struck by lightning.

What a familiar melody, what an intoxicating chord.

"This is "Xianyin Huansha"...it must be, I must have heard it right."

"It's good...it's really good. Who played it?"

The male demon Xiu smiled, and said: "Miss Li from Manyue Yalou, she has become a famous song, of course she is amazing."

"This……"

The old man stared blankly at the gramophone in his palm, completely confused about what happened.

He didn't mean to make fun of it, but told the old man the effect of the gramophone very carefully.

Afterwards, he handed over the phonograph and the auxiliary device to the old man.

He knew that since the old man became bedridden, he might not be able to play the piano or listen to music in his life.

Coupled with the family's financial difficulties, he didn't want to spend money on listening to music, so he simply buried this wish in his heart.

Having said that, anyone can see that this former old man still has an indelible attachment to Xianyin.

"well."

The old man was holding the gramophone, with an unstoppable smile on his face.

Inside Hundred Flowers City.

I don't know how many families are like the old man, holding the phonograph and smiling like they are treasures.

Some of them actually don't like to listen to strings, and some of them have not thought that this thing has any special function for the time being.

The reason they laugh is simple, simpler than many people think.

That is, in the homes of mortals like them, they finally have a magic weapon in the true sense.

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Phonographs were soon popularized in Hundred Flowers City.

Almost no one would refuse such a free gift, but while excited, a small number of people were afraid of magical artifacts.

After all, they have never been exposed to magical artifacts, after all, they are only mortals.

Ordinary people's concept of magic tools is still at the stage of monks flying swords to kill people, so it is inevitable that they will have some fear of phonograms.

That's right.

But in Hundred Flowers City, such uneasy restlessness was quickly suppressed until it disappeared.

Because until now, those who can still stay in Baihua City have big hearts.

Most mortals are already used to the existence of the experimental area, so that the occasional explosion sound has become the symbol of Hundred Flowers City.

Some people who are geographically close to the experimental area have recently begun to complain.

It's not about complaining that the sound of explosions disturbs the people, but the other way around - they can't sleep well when they don't listen to something when they take a nap.

Chen Anning carefully analyzed the principle...

It's probably the same kind of people who are [especially prone to sleepiness in math and English classes].

After a long time, it becomes a habit, and it is easier to get sleepy with a little accompaniment.

so--

Even people who are getting used to the sound of explosions can easily adapt to magic tools such as gramophone talismans.