Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

According to the Nangong family, it is—"When you come out to play around, of course you should find someone you like, and don't care about second-hand ones given by others. '

"Because I'm the most promising person in the family now..." Nangong Bei'er touched his chin: "According to family tradition, there is a high probability that I will be the head of the family next year. People can control me..."

"Even if it's those old men, I don't need to ask for their opinions on what I want to do..."

"My words..." Dongfang Taige thought for a while: "The family has never forced this kind of thing. Getting married and having children is something that those clansmen without martial arts talent need to care about. Clansmen with good martial arts talents like me, They usually let me concentrate on cultivation and don't think about those messy things..."

"Our rat people have a lot of births." Ximen Maosi held Dongfang Taige's big hand and said helplessly: "In order to prevent the family from becoming too big, farming can't afford so many people. If If you want to have a baby...it's very troublesome..."

"I have to apply with the patriarch and the others, and I have to compete with other clansmen who want to have children, such as martial arts competitions, literary competitions, and farming competitions. Only the best clansmen have the right to have children..."

"So, if you don't want to have a baby, no one in our family will come and force you..."

"It's because our family has the bad habit of arranged marriages..." Beimingwolf sighed helplessly, the furry wolf's ears drooped down, but the tail was hanging down all the time. If it stood up, it was not a werewolf, but a dog.

"Don't worry," Miss Gabriel raised her small hand and rubbed Beimingwolf's furry wolf ears: "I will leave everything to my father."

"Hmph, forgive them for not giving Maharaja Fan Helsing face."

"Thank you, Mr. Van Helsing..." Beimingwolf blushed and spoke in a low voice.

The werewolf's ears are the most sensitive, but Beiming Wolf has been rubbing the little bat as if he doesn't care.

"You're welcome, this is what (I) should do." Miss Gabriel smiled, and then let go of Beimingwolf's furry wolf ears.

"Okay, you guys go play first, I'm going back to work now," Miss Gabriel waved her small hands towards the four girls: "I'm going back to work now, remember to eat tofu flower later Oh."

"Hmm." The girls nodded their heads one after another.

"By the way...do you guys make stinky tofu?" Nangong Bei'er suddenly asked, his face full of anticipation.

"Eh?" Miss Gabriel, Anne, Mary and other girls were all stunned.

"I see that everyone has prepared a complete set of ingredients..." Nangong Beier looked into the booth.

"I ate stinky tofu flower once when I was a child, but I never had it again..."

I heard that the business of the owner selling stinky tofu was not doing well, so he couldn’t keep going, so he changed his career and became a painter. Later, he became famous. He invited people to eat stinky tofu at the art exhibition, making people think that he wanted to treat everyone to some kind of rich food. Excrement containing white fat, someone smashed his head with a vase.

"It turns out that there really are such things as stinky tofu flowers in the world..." Annie's little face was full of confusion.

"How does it taste?" Mary looked at Nangong Beier curiously.

"It feels like eating raw lard with salt," Nangong Beier thought for a while, "Salt and oil are pretty good things for bear people like us who live in the ice and snow..."

"Other than that, it's stinky, very stinky." Thinking of this, even Nangong Bei'er, whose childhood memories have been beautified by time, frowned: "It's right that you don't have stinky tofu flowers here, if there are any , business must be very bad, that smell can drive away any diners..."

"Unless it's a guy without a nose..." Nangong Beier looked at the pedestrians passing by. There are many urban legends among them, let alone noses. roll.

suddenly--

"Wow!--"

"Uh!--"

"What is the taste?!--"

"It stinks!—"

"Who sprayed it out?!—"

"Hmph, hum, ah, ah, ah!—"

"Oh!—" Miss Gabriel and the girls covered their mouths and noses for a moment, and looked towards the place where the stench erupted in the distance.

"Don't, don't get excited!——" A middle-aged bear man who set up a stall hugged the vat in front of him, and faced the horrible crowd rushing past, his eyes blinded by the stench, his face was full of tension: "It's not a strange thing! It's just tofu flower!—"

"Really! It's just tofu flower! But the taste is a little bit stronger--" the middle-aged bear man curled two fingers and made a 'little bit' gesture, but everyone seemed to see it between his two fingers. the universe.

"This is called..." A dwarf foaming at the mouth came to the middle-aged bear man as if floating on the ground: "This is called 'but the taste is a little bit stronger'?"

The white foam from the dwarf's vomit hung on his beard, looking terrible.

"I feel like I'm about to die. Wait a minute and you'll pay for the prosthetic body. I declare in advance that I didn't buy insurance..."

"Ah..." The dwarf fell to the ground, twitched for a while and then stopped moving.

Two policemen in gas masks pushed their way through the crowd.

"Police, Mr. Police, I, I didn't harm him, I didn't even touch him..." The middle-aged bear man's face was full of tension: "He fell down by himself—"

"Ah..." A policeman sighed, watched his colleagues drag the dwarf away, then came over and picked up the lid, and covered the big bucket in the middle-aged bear man's arms: "You are going to use this kind of food to participate in today's competition!" Contest?"

"No, can't it?" The middle-aged bear man felt that his favorite dish should not be buried: "There are so many people in Anne County, there will always be someone who can appreciate this delicious..."

"Even if there are, there are only a few of them." The police patted the table: "Now you open this kind of food in a crowded public place, and look at the performance of everyone at the scene, and it may even constitute a suspicion of a biochemical attack."

"Have you considered the terrible harm it will cause to most people who cannot accept this kind of cuisine when they suddenly encounter this kind of cuisine?"

"I was going to go shopping happily today..." A blue mushroom man said weakly, "I never thought that I would encounter such a thing... I feel uncomfortable, I want to cry..."

"Uh..." The middle-aged bear man froze.

"Although it's not the same time, nor the same place, but the same anchor, the stinky beauty expert--smelly food expert-'Old Nine' I will bring you to see the newly discovered good things-" a The young man who held up his wrist phone and pointed at himself came to the middle-aged bear man.

"Give me a copy, please..."

"Stinky tofu flower." The middle-aged bear man reminded.

"Please give me a stinky tofu flower." Lao Jiu showed two rows of big teeth to the camera, and smiled: "Hey."

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Chapter 1181 Chapter 1179: The Thief Salted Fish Caught by an Angel ([-])

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The organizer staff of the Fragrant Fruit Grass Group sprayed a large amount of deodorant on the stall where the stinky tofu flower was just now.

And the bucket of stinky tofu flower had just entered the stomach of the stinky beauty expert Lao Jiu, who was a ruthless person who ate the whole bucket spoon by spoon in front of everyone and the audience in the live broadcast room.

"It's a pity..." Nangong Bei'er and Mary looked at the staff in protective suits stuffing the wooden barrel containing stinky tofu flowers into the sealed bag, with regret on their little faces.

"There is nothing left, it's really..." Mary looked at the back of Lao Jiu, who was far away under the adoring eyes of the melon-eating crowd: "Who is this guy?"

"It's an urban legend." Nangong Bei'er thought for a while: "The prototype seems to be a food broadcaster, that is, those people who eat strange things in the live broadcast room, and then it seems to have added a bit of a big stomach king eating broadcast..."

"Oh, is it actually an urban legend with a fully human form like Hannah?" Mary touched her chin: "It's really rare..."

There are three types of urban legends that can usually be seen on the street. The first type is 'completely inhuman', that is, those weird guys with bamboo, schoolbags, toilets, etc. These guys account for the majority of urban legends.

The second category is 'half-human', similar to the blue-haired orangutan scientific expedition team that Van Helsing and others have seen before. Although they are orangutans with peach trees growing on their backs, at least they have a human form, like Mercury, except for their skin color and texture. , urban legends that are just like normal people are of course also in this category.

There are no more or no less of them in urban legends.

The third category is 'full human form'. At present, Van Helsing and others only know Hannah and the old nine just now. Their appearance is consistent with normal human beings, which is a very rare urban legend.

This requires people to have a very clear 'stereotype' in order to manifest this kind of urban legend, otherwise it will be like a half-human urban legend, with more strange morphological characteristics.

"It's a pity. Seeing how delicious he is, I still want to try the stinky tofu flower..." Mary puffed up her face.

"I want to eat it too, but unfortunately it's gone..." Nangong Beier crossed his arms and said, "But... that uncle actually started selling stinky tofu flowers again. If he was still working in Annie County, he should have a chance to eat them in the future ..."

"Go to Little Bat Delivery and see if he has a delivery business..." Mary turned on her wrist phone and clicked on the Little Bat Delivery app.

"Things like that probably can't be sold on the street or sold in shops, they can only be sold as takeaways..."

"Ahem, Mary, let's get to work first." Miss Gabriel patted Mary's shoulder, then stood on tiptoe and leaned closer to Mary's ear.

"If Mary dares to order takeaway stinky tofu flower at this time, Mary, you will be finished, and no one can save you—"

Mary turned her head and saw everyone's 'ghostly' gazes, and Annie even made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"There is really a takeaway business..." Nangong Beier found the information of the only stinky tofu shop in Anne County on his wrist phone.

"What's more, the store manager actually delivered the goods to the door in person. The full order amount exceeds 100 Annie coins, and there are also free oil paintings to choose from..."

"Ahem, Nangong," Mary poked Nangong Bei'er's shoulder, "I think this kind of delicacy should be enjoyed by myself in a quiet place..."

The colorful haired salted fish was stared at by everyone, making the spine shivering and shivering.

"Hehe, I know," Nangong Beier smiled: "If I provoke everyone with stinky tofu flowers here in the square, I might be thrown into the fountain pool by angry people as wishing coins, wishing on stinky tofu flowers never appeared in the world..."

"Speaking of wishing coins..." Lucifer beat the nuts with a wooden hammer while thinking for a while: "The wishing coins I picked up from the other world haven't been used yet..."

Because she fell ill right after leaving the outer world, Lucifer's 'trophies' were kept under the bed, almost forgotten by her.

"I can't use it." Mary sighed: "It was treated as a counterfeit currency, and I was almost arrested by the police uncle..."

"Eh? Mary used it?" Lucifer was taken aback.

"Of course, I saw that you had so much money under your bed, so I took some of it and used it. When I was planning to go to the night market for barbecue, I wanted to show my prestige in front of Satan and the others..." Mary looked back with a look of embarrassment. .

"Then Mary was caught on the spot by Zhongfen and Laifu who came to eat barbecue after get off work." Raffle rolled the dead fish's eyes.

"If it wasn't for the face of Maharaja Van Helsing, she might have been stuck in the trap for a few days."

"I didn't expect you, Senior Mary, to be such a person, and you still use counterfeit money..." Li Ge's face was serious, as if he had seen Senior Mary's true face clearly for the first time.

"How did I know that those coins were counterfeit coins..." Mary's small face was full of grievances, and she trot back to continue making herbal tea: "I heard Lucifer say that they were wishing coins, and I thought she got them from the fountain pool in this square. What about fishing..."

"It was only later that I found out that it was a replica from the other world..."

"..." Lucifer stared at Mary blankly: "You thief."

"Since it's ill-gotten wealth, so what if I use it?" Mary raised her eyebrows.

"The thief Mary, the thief salted fish." Lucifer also rolled the eyes of the dead fish.

"Then Lucifer, you are also a thief." Mary snorted softly, "Can the fountain pool in the other world be disturbed? Maybe the coins in it were thrown in by the residents of Anne Town in the other world? When you fish for coins , have you asked their opinions?"

"There are no people living in the other world, only some monsters." Lucifer continued to pound the nuts in the mortar.

"Monsters also have human rights. Who said they can't throw money into the pool to make a wish?" Mary turned on her wrist phone, played a BGM for herself, and prepared to rap with Lucifer.

"You only mentioned 'they' for animals, but didn't mention 'they' for characters. You kept talking about the human rights of monsters. I think you just want to use them to punch me." Lucifer snorted and sneered.

"Eh, wait, wait——" Mary was startled: "How do you know I'm talking about 'they' of animals? Can you peek at the subtitles?"

"Hey, didn't you tell me now?" Lucifer's face was full of joy.