It suddenly started to rain heavily, and the rain fell on the windshield of the car, making a crackling sound.
Fu Li noticed that there was a monster in the car, so he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I saw the empty car sign was on, and thought there was no one in the car."
"It's okay." Painted Ghost's voice was cold, "Buy one get one free, it's not a loss."
Chu Yu covered his face and felt that this new demon clan was a fool. Even if there were really white bone spirits driving at night, how could they show their true colors? There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the city. Tomorrow, headlines such as "Shocked, Skeletons actually make money from renting out" will appear on major platforms.
"This is the first time I have taken a taxi." Fu Li looked at the streetlights outside the car window shrouded in rain, "It's interesting."
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. When the taxi ran through a red light, Fu Li frowned and said, "There is a saying that tells Ning to wait for three minutes and not take a second. Running a red light is a very dangerous act."
"It doesn't matter, I'll do more dangerous things later." The Painted Skin Ghost has not encountered such a silly monster for a long time, and sneered, "Hurry up so that I can send you home earlier."
"But I didn't even tell you the address, how do you know where I live?"
Fool, because he's going to kill you! Chu Yu shouted silently in his heart, but at the moment when Fu Li got into the car, he didn't know what kind of wicked technique the Painted Skin Ghost used, and he couldn't open his mouth to speak now.
Like a speeding arrow, the car quickly drove out of the city and stopped at an abandoned construction site. The Painted Ghost didn't open the door, he turned his head and glanced at Chu Yu, his five claws sharpened into knives, flashing a cold light.
"brother."
A hand as white as jade gently grabbed the bones of his hand: "I see this passenger in the back seat. He has a lot of merit and spirituality. He is a demon cultivator who walks the right path. Isn't it too much?"
"Because Lao Tzu is walking the evil way," the painted skin ghost sneered, "Don't worry, when I eat the inner elixir of this fish, it will be your turn next."
"We have rules in the demon world. We don't eat creatures that have already opened their intelligence, except for those who are evil." Fu Li did not expect that he would encounter this kind of demon killing scene when he tried to take a taxi for the first time in his life. He just woke up from sleep, and after watching "News Network", he realized that the world has changed with each passing day, so he wanted to come out and experience the life of human beings.
No wonder those famous poets in the past loved to retreat to the countryside, because there were too many broken facts in the human world.
"Go away!" Painted Ghost was too lazy to talk nonsense with Fu Li, he wanted to take Chu Yu's life with his backhand, his fingertips soared, and with the blink of an eye, he reached Chu Yu's chest.
Click.
Just when Chu Yu himself was dead, all the knuckles on his chest were broken and turned into segments of phalanx and fell into the car.
"Looking for death!" Painted Ghost was furious, his broken arm grew back, he ignored Chu Yu, flew out of the windshield, turned around and attacked Fu Li.
In Fu Li's eyes, this bone spirit was as slow as a snail, and its mana was extremely low. The sparrow spirits who used to live at the entrance of his cave were better than him. He easily pinched the bone knife stabbed by the white bone spirit, and flew with a palm, the bones of the white bone spirit scattered and turned into a pile of broken white bones.
Chu Yu, who was sitting in the back seat, pinched his neck, his eyes as big as copper bells.
Fu Li wiped the rain off his face and glanced at the taxi whose windshield had all been shattered behind him. He had to pull the back seat of the car and squeezed with Chu Yu.
Seeing Fu Li sitting over, Chu Yu shivered with fright, and moved his butt to the side of the car door.
Grandpa Sanqing is on top. He is just a yin and yang fish that has transformed into a shape in a thousand-year Taoist temple. Although he has the ability to observe qi and distinguish shape, he has only this ability, and he can't even forward his body photos.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rainwater flowed from the front seat to the back seat, and soon wet the seat bottom.
"Do you still have relatives and friends? Would you like me to send you a thousand-mile voice transmission and ask them to pick you up?" Seeing that the fish was frightened, Fu Li enthusiastically offered to help.
Chu Yu shook his head and pointed to his throat.
"Are you caught in the Forbidden Word Technique?" Only then did Fu Li realize that Chu Yu couldn't speak. How low is this fish's cultivation level, and this small technique can also work on him
After unlocking Chu Yu's forbidden speech technique, Fu Li said, "Okay, tell me the addresses and names of your relatives and friends, and I'll transmit the sound for you."
"No, no need." Chu Yu shrank his neck, carefully took out his mobile phone, and glanced at Fu Li secretly. Seeing that he didn't object to his actions, he called the boss's phone number.
After the phone call, the more Chu Yu looked, the more familiar Fu Li looked. After thinking about it carefully, isn't this the little demon who was picking up drink bottles at the hospital door? At that time, he was actually embarrassed to sympathize with the difficult life of others. Now that he thinks about it, he really blushes. How can he have such a big face
Stretching out his head and looking at the pile of white bones that were almost smashed into scum, Chu Yu said to Fu Li: "Thank you senior for saving your life, this painted ghost is very ruthless and has many tricks. If it weren't for senior, today's junior would be I'm going to explain it here."
"Painted ghosts?" Fu Li was surprised, "It turned out to be just a ghost repairer, I thought it was a white bone spirit."
Chu Yugan smiled: "Ordinary painted ghosts can only walk in the world with the help of human skins. This painted skin ghost has a high cultivation base and has been tempered with a skeleton. Even without the support of human flesh and skin, it can walk in the world."
"Just relying on the rotten bones that shattered in one shot, how dare you walk in the world?" Fu Li began to doubt himself, perhaps he had misunderstood the word "cultivation is profound".
"Senior's cultivation base is so advanced, why..." Chu Yu wanted to ask, why he was so miserable, but he was afraid of angering the other party, and then slapped him on the body with a slap, so he said it very euphemistically, "Why is life so low-key?"
Hearing the words "high cultivation level" again, Fu Li didn't feel any compliment, he replied casually: "Since I was born, I have been living in the hills, and occasionally I heard other monsters in the mountains mention those monster kings outside. However, because of my ordinary cultivation, I have never been out of the mountains. In addition to cultivating, I usually sleep. Many years ago, something happened and the cave was gone. I didn't dare to grab the territory of other big monsters, so I found an old forest in the deep mountains to sleep. ."
"When did you wake up from sleep?" Chu Yu felt that this monster's life was really boring.
"Three years ago." Fu Li was still a little uncomfortable with this new society, "I secretly watched "News Network" in a human home and knew that the outside world was different."
Chu Yu: …
After watching "News Network", he dared to come out and mix with society. This courage was so bold that the average demon cultivator would be ashamed.
"You have lived for so many years, you should always have some good things on hand. You can sell them for some money." Chu Yu thought, so he didn't have to pick up plastic bottles and sell them.
"No, how can there be a sense of achievement like starting from scratch." Fu Li shook his head, "Not to mention that my things are not worth much."
Chu Yu: …
A monster still pays attention to starting from scratch. Is there something wrong with it
Half an hour later, the water in the car had overflowed over the back of his feet, and Fu Li sat in the seat with his legs curled up, and said with some doubts: "Your friend really wants to pick you up?"
Knowing that he hadn't come for so long, he wouldn't just sit here and wait, just because he was greedy for cheap and wanted to hitch a ride, why is it so difficult
Chu Yu looked out the window: "Should he come?"
Just as he was talking, a man in a black shirt walked up to the front of the car and looked at them both through the broken windshield.
"Boss!" Chu Yu saw Zhuang Qing appear, his waist straightened, his neck did not shrink, and he was not afraid of the rain outside getting his clothes wet, so he opened the car door and ran down, "Boss, I'm so sorry, most of the night He even called you out."
Zhuang Qing glanced at him and took a step back, worried that the rain on his body would splash on him: "The gas cost is one hundred and fifty."
Chu Yu: "Okay..."
Zhuang Qing looked at Fu Li in the car and asked Chu Yu, "He saved you?"
Chu Yu nodded in shame.
"I think he's more suited to be my assistant."
"What about me?" Chu Yu asked.
"You can pick up a drink bottle." Zhuang Qing strode to the car door and said to Fu Li through the car window, "Mr. Fu, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."
Fu Li opened the car door a crack and said to Zhuang Qing, "Excuse me, move the umbrella over a little bit."
Zhuang Qing didn't understand what he meant, but moved the umbrella slightly.
Fu Li took the opportunity to get out of the car door and hid under Zhuang Qing's umbrella, with a few drops of rain on Zhuang Qing's sleeve. Zhuang Qing looked down at the few drops of rain on her designer shirt, her expression extremely indifferent.
Chu Yu turned his head and pretended that he didn't see anything.
"Let's go." Zhuang Qing's voice was so cold that he almost fell out of the ice ball.
The three walked a few steps, Zhuang Qing stopped, turned to look at the abandoned taxi and the pile of broken bones, looked up at the sky, and suddenly lightning flashed, and two thunderbolts fell, the taxi and the broken bones. The ashes disappeared, but the flowers and plants nearby were not affected in the slightest.
Fu Li praised: "Mr. Zhuang is good at cultivation."
"It's not as good as Mr. Fu's return to the original."
Fu Li's arm accidentally bumped over, and there was another watermark on Zhuang Qing's sleeve. He frowned slightly, "Has Mr. Fu sent his clothes to a dry cleaner?"
"No, my clothes are cheap." Fu Li tugged at his shirt, "This one is only 30 yuan, no need to dry clean."
"The dry cleaning fee for my shirt is 68." Zhuang Qing said with a blank face.
"Ah?" Fu Li blinked his eyes and realized after a while, "Mr. Zhuang, you are really rich."
Zhuang Qing ignored him, opened the car door and sat in, followed by Fu Li into the back seat of the car. He looked up and saw several perfectly cut diamonds on the roof of the car, radiating mesmerizing light under the reflection of the street lamps.
Fu Li stretched out his finger and wanted to touch it, just a little.
But before he stretched out his hand, he saw Zhuang Qing turning his head to look at him with a serious expression. .
It's a strange hobby for rich people to figure out how to show off their wealth by setting diamonds in their cars.
The author has something to say: Chu Yu: I don't want to pick up plastic bottles.