In the bustling train station, there are young people dressed in fashion, and middle-aged men and women carrying large and small bags.
The railway station has always been a place where people of the three religions and nine classes can be found. Now, although the management is very strict and there are cameras in all directions, there are still people who rely on "artistic talents and boldness" to make ill-gotten gains.
As soon as the train arrived at the station, an old man asked loudly who saw his handbag. The passengers were in a hurry, some left without looking back, some looked at him with pity, but they would not stop for him.
The old man's skin was dark and his face was full of wrinkles left by the wind and frost of the years. The clothes on his body were washed white and even frayed. His cry attracted the security at the station. The security was worried that the old man would be out of anger and helped him sit next to him. In the busy crowd, some people handed over a pack of napkins, and some people handed over a bottle of water. They were still in a hurry, and they didn't have time to look back several times.
Er Lai Zi stood in the distance and watched the excitement for a while, then turned around and prepared to follow the flow of people to go out, but before he took two steps, someone patted his shoulder. He froze all over and ran forward without looking back.
"Running for what?" The man in a suit and tie kicked him on the back of his foot. He slammed into the wall uncontrollably, and several wallets and mobile phones fell out of him.
Seeing that the matter was exposed, Er Lai Zi couldn't care about the pain, and even crawled and tried to escape from the scene, but he didn't know what was the origin of this handsome man with neatly groomed hair and the appearance of an elite man. You can crush him with one foot, and he can't even get up.
"You steal the old man's money, and you're not afraid of damaging your morality?" Zhuang Qing picked up the thief from the ground and handed it over to the security guard who came over. By the way, he also gave the wallet and mobile phone on the ground to the security guard. One of the small bags wrapped in plastic bags was particularly conspicuous. He patted the dust on it, turned and walked to the old man.
"Master, is this yours?"
The old man took the plastic bag and opened it tremblingly. There were a few red notes in it, and the others were in the denominations of dozens of yuan. There was a lot of money. In fact, there was not much money.
"Thank you, thank you!" The old man was so moved that he thanked Zhuang Qing again and again, and even passers-by clapped excitedly.
Zhuang Qing pushed aside the crowd watching the excitement, shook the designer suit on his body, and walked out of the train station lobby.
"Boss, do you want to take a taxi?"
"Do not hit."
"Handsome guy, don't go to Dongcheng, go to Dongcheng seventy-five, and the package will be delivered to the door."
"Don't go."
Zhuang Qing ignored the many drivers who were doing business, looked around, walked towards a black car, knocked on the window door, the window opened, and a bare head stuck out: "Boss, you're finally back. "
"The train is late." Zhuang Qing threw the suitcase into the back seat of the car, opened the car door and sat in, then frowned, "How can a cultivator turn off the air conditioner just for enjoyment."
The bald head looked back at Zhuang Qing before saying anything: "Boss, it's the end of the month, and our department hasn't used up the travel expenses for this month. Do you want to be so stingy?"
"What does this have to do with being stingy?" Zhuang Qing's face became solemn, "A cultivator is not afraid of cold and heat, and that is the way!"
"But I'm just a fish afraid of the heat..."
Suddenly a terrifying coercion hit him, the bald Chu Yu swallowed and reached out to turn off the air conditioner: "You are right, I must overcome biological instincts in order to become a powerful practitioner."
"Well." Zhuang Qing closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair, her handsome face was like a god cast, so perfect that she couldn't pick out the slightest flaw.
Halfway through the car, there was a traffic jam on the road. Under the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees, the two people in the car did not sweat at all. It was as if the sun was hanging in the sky, but there were not many light bulbs.
"Have you caught the evil demon you reported to me a few days ago?"
"Caught." Chu Yu's temperament was gentle, and he didn't respond when the car stopped halfway. "It was caught by that kid Zhang Ke. It is said that an expert helped him. Now the demon whip is still tied to the evil demon's body. Our cultivation base is not enough, otherwise we will move him rashly and wait for you to come back."
Speaking of this, Chu Yu couldn't help but say, "Boss, why did you come back by train?"
"There are no plane flights up to here."
"Then when you arrive at the sea market, you can directly transfer to the plane to come back." Chu Yu patted his ass again, "If it weren't for the radar electronic eyes everywhere now, with your cultivation base, boss, you would fly from overseas. It's just a blink of an eye to come back."
After a moment of silence in the car, Zhuang Qing said slowly, "The plane ticket from Haishi to here will not be reimbursed."
Chu Yu: "..."
In the hospital, Peng Hang saw that Fu Li simply and rudely threw a piece of strange-looking color into the cup, but poked it twice with a spoon, poured water, and prepared to take it to the ward for the patient to drink. Pulled Fu Li: "Little comrade, use fake and shoddy medicines for people to drink, if there is a problem, you will be imprisoned."
"But I'm a real medicine." Fu Li pushed Peng Hang's hand away, "A promise of a gentleman weighs more than a thousand catties. I promise people's things, and I never regret it."
This young man is afraid of being stupid, right
"He has a malignant tumor, and it can't be cured with any flowers and plants." Peng Hang caught up and grabbed the corner of Fu Li's clothes, "Dude, stop joking. This matter is handed over to our police, and I have already contacted the police. Over the phone, the bureau will help the person contact her domicile and charitable organization, and strive to apply for a special relief fund, don't make trouble, you can't take responsibility if something goes wrong."
Fu Li hesitated. He had hardly had contact with humans in recent years. In recent years, he occasionally went to human society to peek at "News Network" at human homes. In case the human constitution changes, it seems possible that these medicines are ineffective.
Who knew that the door of the tea room was suddenly slammed open. The black and thin woman who was about to jump off the building just now saw the cup with the scent of medicine in Fu Li's hand, and grabbed it with one hand, turned and ran to the ward.
"Hey, wait!" Peng Hang was so anxious that he tried to stop the woman, but was stopped.
"Don't worry, in case it works."
"In front of human life, there is no emergency!" Peng Hang roared angrily, "It's just a child lying on the hospital bed!" He pushed Fu Li away and followed him in stride.
Fu Li lowered his head and glanced at the hand that was pushed away inexplicably. He had seen catching Kuai before in the human world. Are those catching Kuai so courageous
No one can underestimate the power of a mother in despair. When Peng Hang chased after the ward, the child had already drank half of the medicine, but he didn't know if it was his delusion. He felt that the taste of the fake medicine was really fragrant. Put some fragrance that is not good for the human body in it.
Seeing the expectant look in the woman's eyes, Peng Hang couldn't say that it was a fake medicine. He turned his head and gestured to his colleagues, asking them to find the doctor. If something happened, he could save him in time.
When the attending doctor heard that someone had given the patient an unknown medicine, he was also quite frightened. He immediately threw away the lunch box that had only enough time to eat two bites, and ran all the way to the ward. It's not that they make a fuss, but it happened before that the patient's family heard some remedies and tried it on the patient. As a result, the patient's life was lost.
Panting and running to the door of the ward, the attending doctor held on to the door frame before he could catch his breath when he heard the nine-year-old patient speak.
"Mom, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore."
The attending doctor thought, is there any pain reliever in the medicine? Now these medical liars are really not good things. After gasping for two breaths, he walked to the hospital bed to perform a basic examination on the child patient. The heart and lungs were normal, the pulse was normal, and the pupils did not have any abnormal symptoms. After pressing the patient's abdomen lightly, the patient did not show any painful expression.
"What did you feed your child?" The attending doctor looked at the thin and small woman in front of him. The woman shook her head blankly and looked back at the door, but she didn't see the young man just now.
What about people
Peng Hang shook his head, unable to remember when the young man left just now.
"Boss!" Chu Yu, who was driving, suddenly changed his face and said to the man in the back seat, "Did you smell it?!"
His body is a fish, and his sense of smell is not very strong, but it is difficult for him to ignore the strong taste of meat and ganoderma.
Zhuang Qing, who had originally closed his eyes to rest in peace, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to stare at the hospital next to him, and whispered, "Tai Sui..."
Ganoderma lucidum, once cooked for a thousand years, can cure all diseases. However, most people or demons have no blessings, and those who eat Tai Sui will suffer from serious illnesses and incurable diseases, and severe cases will be destroyed. Over time, there is a rumor in the world that if someone's fortune is bad, someone will make fun of the other party, whether they have committed Tai Sui.
But the smell of Tai Sui he smelled was very strange. There was no resentment, no evil spirit, or even cause and effect.
Now that cultivation is declining, the generation of cultivation is not as good as the next generation. If anyone has such a Tai Sui without cause and effect, he will definitely be sought after by countless people, and how can he take it out so easily.
The smell of Tai Sui dissipated quickly, but it disappeared without a trace in a few breaths.
Zhuang Qing is not someone who has never seen good things, so he quickly lost interest in such things.
"Oh, it's not easy for our fellow demon clan now." Chu Yu recovered from his shock and pointed to the young man who was picking up mineral water bottles at the hospital entrance. "They've all been reduced to picking up plastic bottles for money."
Looking up, Zhuang Qing saw a young man in a T-shirt picking up a mineral water bottle and throwing it into the plastic pocket he was carrying.
"If you don't cultivate well, if you get kicked out of the department, you'll have to fight him for work."
The smell of dragons
Fu Li raised his head and glanced at the scorching sky. When the dragon passed by in the past, if he found that the local weather was hot, there would still be a few drops of rain, bringing sweet rain to the people. Now the dragon is getting more and more stingy.
Even the virtues of dragons and rain have been forgotten.
It's really a generation after generation.
The author has something to say: Fu Xiaoli: This is the worst demon I have ever seen!