It stands to reason that Qi Chen, who has recovered his identity, is not affiliated with any institution, just like Huijia, he is a self-contained one.
However, he still hangs under the door of Guanghe Company.
In the last life, he was called Yinghuo Xingjun, in a sense, he was a real otaku. In this life, before he regained his memory, as an ordinary person, he was not much better, except when he went out to eat, he was willing to go outside for a while. Turning, I'm just as lazy as usual, I can't move my legs if I can.
He originally thought that his job in Guanghe was to stay in the workshop all day long, repair and restore the collection of cultural relics, run errands for others from time to time, and occasionally go on business.
As a result, what greeted him for more than a month was all about going up the mountain and going down to the sea, and there was very little time for both feet to land on the ground, which was 108,000 miles away from his naive expectations.
But now, the town's composure is over, the seals have been sealed, and the things that should be remembered are not bad at all. Qi Chen's day has really turned into what he expected—
Basically, I don't need to go out. I occasionally go out for a run with Longya. Most of the things I encounter are very easy and can be solved without much effort.
In the last life, he had the name of an evil star and evil spirit, and his force value was somewhat difficult to assess. Whether it is ordinary people or these ghosts and ghosts, they are a little bit afraid of him. Most people have little contact with him, and they don't dare to have any contact with him. Only Hong Ming and the others who are friends with Longya are slightly better.
Now that Qi Chen has recovered, Hong Ming and the others haven't changed much, but Ke Guang is different from the rest of the pots and pans.
Especially the older ones, who have long been known for malevolent stars, did not dare to get too close to Qi Chen at first. They weren't worried that they would be harassed, they were just a little afraid of Qi Chen.
But after all, when Qi Chen was still an ordinary person, he was very easy to get along with, and when they were too busy, he would come to help him.
So after a few days, those pots and pans gradually came to their senses, and slowly began to dare to talk and chat with Qi Chen, but they still did not dare to ask Qi Chen to help, even if it was just a little effort like bringing them to the door.
Just like a tiger that looks extremely tame, no one dares to approach even if it is repeatedly emphasized that it really does not bite. When there is a lot of contact, some people can't help but reach out and try to touch it twice, but after touching it, they jump and run in surprise. In a short time, no one will dare to say to the tiger: "The ball has fallen, help me pick it up. a bit."
This time, Qi Chen couldn't help crying.
"Those bowls and jars are born with no brains, and it's hell to adapt quickly." Long Ya, who finally got his head back after a lot of hard work, commented.
Qi Chen: "..."
Fortunately, not everyone is so afraid of him, there are always so many strange creatures mixed in the Guanghe masses, born with big hearts who dare to play with tigers.
For example, when Qi Chen was hired, he molested his personnel girls, such as Xiao Heipi, such as Lou Zhou...
The first two are really big.
The latter one is a little different—
As soon as Qi Chen recovered, he plunged into Guanghe's workshop to deal with the bones of Lou Zhou's comrades.
Those skeletons before were still quite a big project for him, and it would take more than half a day to put together one.
But after his identity was restored, those bones were not difficult for him.
Although his scope of responsibility is to create souls in the world, he is actually very good at things related to souls, so he finally spent only three days putting together all the bones of the soldiers and handing them over to Lou Zhou.
Since then, Lou Zhou has identified Qi Chen as a great benefactor who cannot be repaid, and everything related to Qi Chen is good in his eyes! Of course it is impossible to be afraid of him.
But don't worry, it's also graded.
For example, the personnel girl, Xiao Heipi, and Lou Zhou belong to the same category, and they belong to the type who dare to chat and play with tigers freely.
Hong Ming, Shan Xiao, including Director Dong, belong to the second category, and they belong to the type who dare to tease tigers.
As for the dragon tooth...
This uncle is in his own category, the type who dares to touch a tiger's butt.
Including literal and extended meanings.
Moreover, this uncle never blushed when he touched the tiger's butt, and his heart was not beating.
He probably didn't know how to write "I'm sorry" by nature.
However, such people will also be cowardly in very occasional circumstances.
For example, when discussing something that he considers a little embarrassing...
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you release the knife boy for a long time recently." Qi Chen lay on the bed, looking lazily at the pattering rain outside the window, and somehow remembered the round-headed and round-brained knife boy of Longya. .
"Huh?" Long Ya was leaning on the head of the bed and drinking water with his bare upper body. He didn't think much after listening to Qi Chen's words. With a flick of his wrist, the round knife boy rolled out of thin air.
That little thing sticks to Qi Chen as always, and after a few somersaults, before it can stand still, it flies onto Qi Chen like a dumpling, and by chance, sits down on Qi Chen's waist.
Qi Chen, who had an unspeakable sourness on his waist: "..."
Long Ya drank the water, raised his eyelids and glanced at the dumpling, and then at the corner of Qi Chen's twitching mouth, raised his hand and stretched out a finger to push on Daotong's belly. The knife boy was like an egg, fell from the uneven quilt, Gululu rolled to the side of the bed, and then persevered to get up again, grabbing Qi Chen's exposed arm outside the quilt like an eight-legged octopus.
"So you see—" Long Ya pointed at Daotong with his water glass finger, and said to Qi Chen angrily, "Why don't I let it out when I have nothing to do, does it look so good when it sells stupidly?"
Daotong heard the words and looked up at Longya innocently.
Long Ya made a "tsk", turned his head, disgusted to death, and muttered, "It's hard to learn this expression—"
"What?" His voice was too low and vague, and Qi Chen couldn't hear it clearly.
Long Ya said: "Nothing."
"By the way, how did Daotong come from? Last time I heard from Sister Ming that it was a part of yourself..." Qi Chen recalled what Hong Ming said, and couldn't help but ask.
Long Ya's face was so colorful for a moment.
In Qi Chen's recovered memory, there was no knife boy from beginning to end, so obviously, it was indeed created by Longya later.
Combined with Long Ya's current expression and Qi Chen's understanding of Long Ya, what Hong Ming said is at least 80% true, and at most some details are different.
"You listen to her nonsense, and smear me full-time." Long Ya twitched the corners of his mouth and spat out a sentence for a long time, but the tone was so explosive that he felt a ghost in his heart.
Qi Chen looked up at him, then raised an arm around his waist.
Looking at his expression, Long Ya knew what he was thinking.
If he didn't make it clear himself, Qi Chen would definitely follow Hong Ming's words to think about it. With Qi Chen's character of "don't say what he's doing in his heart", he might not know what his brain would look like.
So Long Ya clenched his teeth silently for a while, but still resigned: "That was quite a long time ago, probably the year before the Three Realms turmoil. I went to work in the south and met a puppet master, the puppet he made and The ones I've seen before are not the same. They say they are puppets, but they are conscious and conscious, but they are relatively young and innocent. They look like they have a kitten and a puppy. They can cry, laugh and make trouble. It's good to be a company. . So I asked him to teach him how to raise his puppet... "
As soon as he heard "being a companion", Qi Chen knew who he was asking for, and his mood suddenly became agitated.
"He told me that if you want the puppet to recognize whoever is the master, you can do it with what is on the body of the puppet. There are not many, but three things are enough, the hair on the pillow, the blood on the heart, and the flesh on the fingertips. It is estimated that the parents of the dog's body are affected by the skin. ' It means that the person who could come up with the formula for this kind of neurosis at the beginning was also a talented person—" Long Ya said without forgetting a few words.
But he said that he was insane, but in fact he did it.
"I got two hairs from you at the time." Long Ya continued nonchalantly, "Looking at how sickly you look when you're wrapped in a fox fur, I didn't feel embarrassed to continue taking blood and flesh, so I solved it myself. Anyway, people with copper skin and iron bones are not afraid of this. That person gave me a furnace and told me to make it for two nine years. When the first nine years arrive, the furnace should be moved to the mountains to absorb some sun and moon. Essence, when the second nine years arrives, it will be completely refined."
Long Ya pointed at the ground casually: "I thought it was only eighteen years, and it was a blink of an eye for you and me, so I practiced and gave the stove to the guy downstairs."
Qi Chen reacted for a while before remembering that there was a room on the fourth floor downstairs for Shan Xiao, although he didn't live here most of the time.
"It would be easier to leave things in the mountains to Mandrill." Long Ya said, "It's fortunate that I gave him the stove long ago. Otherwise, during the 10 years of the Three Realms' turmoil, who would still remember this thing! After eighteen years , I almost forgot about this, but Shan Xiao remembered that he brought me back the refining furnace, and there was such a small thing. I originally wanted to send it to Qushan to accompany you to relieve your boredom. But you were gone by then, so it ran after me instead."
He said it casually, but Qi Chen felt a lot when he heard it, and couldn't help but tighten his waist.
But before he had time to feel sad, Long Ya spoke again: "I don't know if the puppet master is still alive, if I want to see him one day, I have to remove his skull to see what pits are inside. Human things are not good! The fool told me that the puppet and the master are in the same spirit, and at least they are seven points alike. I thought at the time that it was not very good, so I should raise a son... The result?!"
Qi Chen: "..."
Long Ya squeezed the back of the knife boy's neck, picked it up, and shook it in front of him: "Do you see how this thing looks like you and me from head to toe?!"
Daotong blinked and looked at him innocently.
Long Ya said sadly, "Oh yes, this expression was inherited from you."
Qi Chen: "..."
However, Qi Chen looked at Longya, looked at Daotong again, and remembered Longya's original intention to make a puppet, his heart couldn't help softening into a mess.
So, taking advantage of the opportunity that Longya was blowing, Qi Chen sat up half-supported under the banner of Shun Mao, hooked Longya's neck and kissed it.
Who cares about frying hair when he has something to do.
Long Ya let go of his hands without saying a word, and Daotong rolled upside down on the bed again, inhaled and struggled for a while before turning over. As soon as he sat up, he saw his two masters hugging each other. The fierce one pressed the warm one on the bedside and kissed him until he could hardly breathe.
Swordsman: "..."
It silently raised its hand and covered its face. After covering it for five seconds, it hesitated for a while, and then spread a finger, trying to take a look.
As a result, before I saw it, I felt that my eyes were dark.
Long Ya raised his hand and took the knife boy away, his tall nose rubbed against Qi Chen's neck, and hummed, "At a young age, he is not as tall as a winter melon, so he can learn to peek!"
The knife boy who was locked up in the small black room lay silently on the ground in the darkness, spreading himself into a pie with a big heart and no knowledge of the master...