Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

Feng Shu's portable computer screen was projected on the wall, and he tapped on it with a beep: "Hey! It's ready!"

"Master, the Aman Church has an orientation event tonight. I got four tickets from insiders. Let's go together at eight o'clock in the evening."

Xin Zhu gave a "hmm" and said, "Very good."

Feng Shu proudly said: "Hahaha, this is my strong point, Master, you know, I rely on it to win the country."

He likes to toss about black technology the most. It is not difficult to get into the Aman religion, just change the information.

After knocking for a while, Feng Shu clicked on the page: "It's done."

"This is our new identity."

New identity?

Xin Zhu squinted his eyes, and looked at the information above: "Hel Omans? Who is this? My new identity? Which clan?"

Feng Shu said casually: "It's the Tatabagan tribe, but it's an unnoticed tribe anyway."

He tapped on the keyboard: "Who else will go besides Master and Master?"

"You and the Nine-Colored Deer."

Nine-colored deer was startled, blinked in surprise, and pointed to himself flattered: "My lord, is it me?"

Xin Zhu: "Tomorrow you will be the most high-profile, today you need to confirm the situation first."

Nine-colored deer closed his eyes and agreed: "Okay."

"Haha, my name is Niu Colu Fengfeng." Feng Shu suppressed a smile, and made an "ok" gesture, "Nine-colored deer is called Chezhulu Lulu."

Nine-Colored Deer: "..."

No, he doesn't want to be a car deer, nor is he called Lulu, thank you.

Baby Pixiu is about to cry.

Amused in his heart, Xin Zhu snorted in his head, "You check around and write down any business opportunities."

"I can become smaller." The frustrated baby Pixiu was full of expectation, "Boss, I can become as big as a fingernail, and you are wearing me."

"Huh?" Xin Zhu was stunned, and suddenly saw him lying on the ground in a flash, shrunk into a little Pixiu in its original shape less than a finger long.

Pixiu looks like jade but not jade, like gold but not gold, with two little wings spread out to soar.

He flicked his tail and said softly, "Can you?"

Xin Zhu let out an "ah".

Picking up Pixiu, which was about as long as his thumb, Big Brother Xin was stunned, "You can still become so small?"

Of course you can, Pixiu has already earned enough faith points, and his body shape can be changed at will.

The reason why I have always maintained the appearance of a little milk baby...

Because the boss likes it!As the smartest businessman, the appreciation and love of the boss is a set of lucky buffs, of course Baby Pixiu gets it.

However, this situation can't move the boss now, Baby Pixiu rolled his eyes and immediately chose the best solution.

He can also be smaller.

Little Pixiu squatted upright on the palm of his hand: "Is it okay?"

Xin Zhu poked the little Pixiu, and seeing him do somersaults, his eyes were full of joy: "Yes."

"Hey hey!"

The divine beast, who thought it was going to wait obediently, suddenly realized and followed suit.

For a moment, the room was full of miniature beasts.

You make a necklace, I can make a bracelet, you make a brooch, I can disguise as a hairpin.Surrounding Xin Zhu, the divine beasts each showed their magical powers.

The four tickets attracted the beasts to change their figures one after another, and the baby Suzaku turned into a chubby pup and landed on Yan Youjiu's head.

Yan Youjiu supported her forehead: "..."

Xin Zhu touched his nose, endured it, and finally laughed next to Mr. Yan.

"Okay, let's go, hahaha."

"yeah!"

Xin Zhu's eyes fell on Yan Youjiu's body, and his tone was quiet and authentic: "Do you want to become a silver dragon bracelet?"

If there are no other divine beasts, Mr. Yan would of course be willing to do so, but now he wants to openly hold a small candle to show his identity and swear his sovereignty.

Yan Youjiu kissed the corner of his lips: "No need."

The behavior of the divine beast was shocking, the holy beast didn't care, but there was also a little human girl at the scene.

She rubbed her eyes foolishly.

mother!

I seem to have seen a miracle, a lot of divine light.

Xin Zhu grabbed Yan Youjiu's sleeve and was about to have a French kiss with him, when she caught a glimpse of the little girl with bright eyes out of the corner of her eye.

He raised his hand to pinch Yan Youjiu's mouth, his cheeks were flushed, and he coughed lightly: "Ready to go."

Yan Youjiu: "..."

Yan Youjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she held his hand and kissed him deeply.

All right, make it up tonight.

The congregation's welcome meeting is held in the Southwest Great Hall, which is very lively, surrounded by red balloons and ribbons to form a pattern, which is prosperous and tacky.

It looks very much like a rural wedding scene more than ten years ago.

Aunts are piled here and there, and their faces are painted red and green, which is very magical.

They wear heavy and cumbersome national costumes, wearing gold and silver.

Talking loudly, chattering.

Spicy eyes.

With just a glance, the corners of Xin Zhu's eyes twitched slightly, and he opened the breath-holding kit without hesitation.

Yan Youjiu took his hand and almost hid his figure at the same time: "Xiaozhu, follow me, I'll take you over there to have a look."

Xin Zhu gave a low "hmm".

"Joining us is a family. We are all believers in Oman, and believe in Oman immortals to gain eternal life."

"The Bazahei next door broke his leg when he went down the mountain two days ago, and it was healed by the Oman Immortal."

"really?"

"Of course, why am I lying to you? Look, I still have the video here! Bazahei is from our village, and they are all people who know everything."

"That's true. That guy's manual work is pretty good, and the price is fair. I've even asked him to make four collars."

"My God, it's really floating in the air!"

"That's right, I witnessed it with my own eyes, can there be a fake? This must be Oman!"

"Is our Oman finally back, great!"

Believers are happy.

After all, the poisonous bats made people panic a while ago.

A few aunts and uncles get together to make things worse for each other, but the core is inseparable from the belief in Oman and how to believe in gods more devoutly.

Xin Zhu glanced at Yan Youjiu, then grinned: "The poisonous bats in the Southwest have been used by Leng Xiangrou again."

"Opportunists." Yan Youjiu said with an unsteady expression.

Xin Zhu agrees.

There was both disdain and displeasure in Feng Shu's eyes: "Hmph! We did all the work, and she took all the credit. How can she be so good at it?"

"No matter what effort she has made, she knows how to take credit for it in Bahrain. She is really shameless."

"I call myself Aman, I think she is a jerk."

Also deceive the elderly.

Feng Shu looked around: "This kind of person is too bad! Her behavior can be directly reported to the police."

"There's a camera over there." He turned on the microcomputer and tentatively expanded the map layout, "Oh? Let me see what's around?"

"Go over there." Xin Zhu pointed to the seat in the corner.

The four of them sat down and lifted their breath-holding scales, and soon a girl in costume found them coming: "Hello!"

Um?Xin Zhu raised her eyebrows.

They are all handsome guys!The girl's eyes lit up: "You are Protestants of the Omani religion, right? I'm a trainee server. Have you registered?"

"Which race do you belong to?" After getting a negative answer, the girl opened her notebook and recorded the situation of several people.

Feng Shu secretly put away the computer: "We are the Tatabagan tribe."

Tatabagan?

The girl was taken aback, quickly wrote it down, and smiled: "May I know your names?"

"Hel Omans, Hel Babumba" Feng Shu pointed at Xin Zhu and Yan Youjiu.

The two looked at him quietly at the same time.

"Brother?" The girl blinked in surprise, "I can't tell at all, you don't look alike, but you are both handsome."

"Thank you." Yan Youjiu smiled slightly, and his gaze with a strange light flitted past Feng Shu lightly.

Feng Shu shivered.

The girl smiled and asked: "Then these two..."

Feng Shu smiled and said: "Oh, this is Chezhulu, you can call him Lulu."

Nine-Colored Deer: "..."

Car Wheel Nine Colors Deer felt the greatest malice in his life.

Feng Shu looked at the girl writing, and was genuinely curious: "What do we need to do?"

"I have always believed in Aman. But I always believe in worship at home. Now that I have Aman, I am still a little at a loss."

"Should I make a donation?" Niu Colu spoke with eloquence in front of the girls.

The girl smiled and comforted: "No need, it's not that liars don't want money, many Protestants are like this, and it will be fine soon."

"As long as you worship Oman devoutly, the Oman gods will respond to everyone's demands."

At that time, there will be no disaster, no pain.

The world will be filled with love.

"Just believe in her!" She said more and more eagerly, her eyes were full of longing and burning, she really believed in Aman.

Xin Zhu glanced at her, lowered her eyes, and concluded that she was successfully brainwashed by the cult.

Based in Oman.Feng Shu made a mark in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Aman, after all his master is a walking little sun, but he can't believe in Leng Xiangrou.

If Leng Xiangrou is really Aman, then he can only say that God is blind.

God: "..."

Just after eight o'clock, a lecturer walked in.

She is very beautiful, or in other words, has a kind of exotic beauty, and her steps are graceful, as charming as a winter jasmine.

The girl exclaimed: "Ah! It's the big waiter! It's the big waiter under Oman!!!"

Forgot to record, forgot to promote, the girl almost cried with excitement.

"so lucky!"

She jumped up, her eyes were red, "We are so lucky, the big waiter came today! I can hear her sing again today!"

"You are so lucky, you met the big waiter on the first day you came!" the girl said to several new believers.

Feng Shu squinted his eyes and nodded noncommittally.

"Why are you so calm?" The girl's surprise faded, and she asked suspiciously.

Feng Shu quickly stood up and yelled: "We have never heard of the big waiter, my friend is more restrained, ah! She is really beautiful!"

"That's right!" The girl immediately found her bosom friend, "Let me tell you, her singing voice is Fen Yin!"

Really!

Xin Zhu's eyes were smiling, and he glanced at Yan Youjiu, feeling sorry for him.

Yan Youjiu clenched his hand, if Zhou Xingrang, who is far away in Qingyun City, knows...

Xin Zhu spread her hands: The disciples and husband and wife trust each other.

Yan Youjiu's fingertips slowly stroked, as if hooking someone in his palm, scribbling and drawing, "Xiaozhu, do you believe me too?"

"Maybe." Xin Zhu tilted her head and frowned, "I believe in myself, but you..."

President Yan doesn't believe in Xin Zhu, nor himself.

I'm not confident in my bones.

Mr. Yan: "..."

Mr. Yan is speechless, what can he say, he said that he has been thinking about one person for three lifetimes, but is the partner only enlightened?

Especially in the last life, the ending of the two of them was terrible. He didn't know how to cherish it, which led to the messy car rollover scene in the end.

Now he is enjoying all the hardships, but the psychological shadow of the two generations is too deep, and he often worries about gains and losses.

Mr. Yan is still working on fire prevention, scalding and green forest every day.

Xin Zhu glanced at him.

The big waiter stepped onto the highest podium amid the cheers and applause of the crowd, and picked up the microphone: "Hello, everyone."

"Ahhh! Ahhh! It's the big waiter! Hello big waiter! Big waiter Oman!"

Here, Aman is a respectful title, meaning Your Excellency the Great Attendant.

Xin Zhu: "..."

The cult has not been in existence for a long time, and the rules are more cumbersome and complicated than he expected, and now it has formed a hierarchical scale.

Fengshu quickly recorded, and secretly recorded, and simultaneously transmitted to the special department and Yanjing Security Headquarters.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful..."

Yanjing headquarters.

Minister Wen, who saw all this in his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, "This kid..."

The researcher agreed: "He is idol's apprentice! He already has a boyfriend, I hope his boyfriend's mood can be more stable."

"The undercover agent sacrificed himself for the cause and the country. He might even lose his home when he comes back."

"So, Minister..."

Minister Wen looked at him quietly: "So?"

The researcher said righteously: "We should credit them with great merit and pay them a lot of money. They are saving hundreds of thousands of lives!"

After taking a sip of hot water, Minister Wen said coolly, "I didn't see their devotion, but I did see that you were their undercover agent."

The researcher scratched his hair: "Ah, is it so obvious? I just want to save some money for idols."

A sun is enough to hang high above the sky and be admired by all people.

He is so inspiring.

Isn't it worthy of praise?

Minister Wen was speechless.

But in Qingyun City's office, the atmosphere was a little dignified.

Ears were full of compliments from Feng Shu, and the employees carefully looked at Feng Shu's boyfriend's face, sweating for Feng Shu in their hearts.

Zhou Xingrang silently drank a glass of water, shook his head with a smile, this guy bickered again.

The employees looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

until……

The big waiter spoke and began to sing.

The familiar syllables and the familiar melody instantly filled his brain. Zhou Xingrang's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly pressed the mute button.

The music is mixed with strange fluctuations, which is a kind of seduction.

Can be bewitching.

Zhou Xingrang's face suddenly turned ugly.

Before that, Feng Shu liked the newcomer's songs very much, and her songs had beaten Zhang Yuhao's album.

Then she disappeared and reappeared in another classic divine comedy.

Zhou Xingrang suddenly understood something.

Feng Shu, who was listening to the live broadcast, stared blankly at the woman on the stage, his eyes gradually showing the same blazing heat as others.

He seemed to be fascinated, and grinned with slack eyes, showing an intoxicated expression of enjoyment.

Except for the woman's melodious voice, there was silence all around.

Mi Li's syllables were beating, Yan Youjiu frowned, with strong disgust in his eyes, he stretched out his thick hands to cover Xin Zhu's ears.

"Do not listen."

"Yeah." Xin Zhu raised his eyes, looked around, and his eyes fell on the disciple who didn't live up to expectations.

Squinting his eyes, he was dissatisfied, and slapped him hard with a "slap".

Feng Shu let out an "Aw".

After being staggered, the drunken Feng Shu woke up instantly, holding his head and gasping, while the person who was awakened by him turned around and stared angrily.

Countless eyes were sharp and resentful, as if they had the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife, wishing to swallow him alive.

Even Feng Shu from the special department couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart.

Did he almost catch fire?

The waiter who sang on the stage frowned, adding some power to bewitch, and soon the dissatisfied person returned to his slightly drunken obsessive expression.

Looking at the woman on the stage, Xin Zhu raised her index finger, and on the fingertips was a pinch of golden flames.

Looking at the devouring fire, the big waiter let out a terrified "ah".

She broke.

The people woke up in shock, looked at each other, and looked at the big waiter for no reason: "Master waiter, what's wrong with you?"

The beautiful singing voice suddenly turned into an ugly seesaw, stinging people's eardrums, and the believers were very confused.

Pretending to be calm, the big waiter pointed at Feng Shu: "Bleacher!"

"catch him!"

"The blasphemer??" The believers were stunned, and at the same time they were furious, furious: "Catch them! Catch them...uh..."

The good show is tomorrow.

Feng Shu nodded his forehead, opened his breath-holding scales, and walked through the crowd openly.

The big waiter's cold sweat rolled down instantly.

No, no, I have to tell the adults quickly, she has to leave quickly, otherwise...

She hurried to Zhuangzi, reported with a pale face, Leng Xiang smiled softly, got up and patted her: "Honey, don't be afraid."

"Cheer up, I am indeed Aman, and, why don't you think that this is me inviting you into the urn?"

The big waiter was startled, and immediately regained his confidence: "Is that so!"

The big attendant is the siren royal family.

can become human.

Conceived in Professor Polk's laboratory two years ago, she was born with a bewitching singing voice.

Professor Polk said that as long as she does well, she can be free.

She is so looking forward to it.

Tomorrow, no matter what, she must behave well, let Professor Polk undo her shackles, set her free, and let her return to nature.

After the big waiter left, Leng Xiangrou sneered and made a phone call: "Professor, you guessed right."

"Well, a lot of important beings have come, are the thermal weapons ready?"

"Giggle. I see."

Tomorrow a huge surprise will explode and be devoured over the southwest, and then it will be a question between Bahrain and Yanhuang.

It has nothing to do with Feige Country, Ying Country, Professor Polk, or her Leng Xiangrou.

As long as these existences are destroyed...

As for Yan Youjiu, whom Professor Polk requested, Leng Xiangrou shrugged. She could only promise that she would cut off one of that guy's arms tomorrow.

Stepping out of the great hall, Yan Youjiu pulled the man into his arms, and peeled off the beasts one by one.

The divine beast was thrown away, and Gululu returned to its human form.

Baby Pixiu: "Boss!"

Xin Zhu frowned, and nodded clearly: "Is there no money?"

"Yes!" Baby Pixiu scratched his face: "I can't see anyone's future money, they are like..."

"I'm going to die." Xin Zhu lightly added the second half of the sentence.

"Correct!"

Everyone has a wealth line, more or less, some are shiny and some are barely visible.

If it is said that a person has nothing because he is too unlucky, maybe fell into a cesspit and died in his previous life, then nothing is right.

Xin Zhu took Yan Youjiu and walked slowly on the street, there were not many people, just in twos and threes.

His eyes became darker and darker: "Death."

They are all dead faces.

All the way back to Zhuangzi, before stepping in, I heard a little girl crying softly like a cat, and Mu Qian scratched her head to comfort her.

"They will be back soon, please don't cry, brother will play with you?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Hearing the sound, Mu Qian felt that liberation was ushered in, seeing Yan Youjiu for the first time felt very cordial: "Come quickly, she is crying and convulsing."

Nine-colored Deer was startled, and quickly stepped forward to pick up the little girl and gently coaxed her: "Don't be afraid, we're back."

The little girl was sad and frightened: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Philippe sighed and nodded.

"Are you happy?"

The sobbing little girl raised her tearful eyes, held the Nine-Colored Deer tightly with her small hands, and looked expectantly at the gleaming sun.

"Woo." She stretched out her trembling little hand, breathlessly trying to hook Xinzhu.

Xin Zhu was amused, and took a few steps closer to poke her face.

Little girl: "Oh."

With her frown furrowed, Xin Zhu felt that the little girl was pitiful and cute, "Don't cry, why are you crying?"

Looking up, the little girl said frightenedly, "I'm going to die, everyone, I'm going to die!"

"Big, big fire, big bang! Terrible!"

Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes.

Mu Qian explained helplessly: "The little one fell asleep just now, and started crying when he woke up 10 minutes ago. No matter how much he can't be coaxed well."

The child is too scary, not to say that her magic voice pierces through her ears, the girl cries silently, but the crying makes people flustered.

Mu Qian was really at a loss.

"Oh, too, Big Brother Sun, I, let's save them..."

The little girl doesn't speak much.

He stuttered.

Did the little girl have a prophetic dream?Xin Zhu rubbed his chin thoughtfully, but it was in line with his guess.

Xin Zhu gave her a toffee: "Tell me, what did you see in your dreams?"

Baby Taotie's eyes lit up, and he also stretched out his little hand.

Xin Zhu couldn't laugh or cry, and gave him one.

With sweat on her forehead, the girl stumbled and said: "The sky exploded, wow, people, many people, the building fell down, I, I died..."