I heard that Shen Changan was going to go back to work after the weekend, and the staff around Daonian spoke up to keep him, and their enthusiastic attitude wished that Shen Changan would live here from now on and not leave.
"Mr. Shen, there are so many rooms here, the environment is good, the air is good, and there are a lot of ingredients you like to eat. Would you like to stay a few more days?" Liu Mao gave Shen Changan a breakdown of the advantages of living here, and it's just a matter of directly He stretched out his hand and pressed Shen Changan to the spot.
"Mr. Liu, I'll come back next time. Anyway, we all live in the same city, and it's not far." When he came, Shen Changan had empty hands, but when he left, he had a few more sets of clothes and a big bag of melon and fruit pulp. Vegetables, his behavior is the standard fighting against the autumn wind.
"Although it's not far, you will be reluctant to leave, sir."
"I have contact with Daonian every day, and I'll come over to play with him on weekends." After Shen Changan said this, he looked up at the silent Daonian in the corridor on the second floor, "Is that so, Daonian?"
Daonian stared at him for a few seconds: "Come up."
Shen Changan ran upstairs in small steps and squatted down in front of Daonian: "What's wrong?"
A silver men's necklace was worn around his neck, and Dao Nian withdrew his hand: "birthday gift."
"My birthday is..." Shen Changan was stunned. Since his parents passed away, he has always celebrated his birthday on the Gregorian calendar, because he can't remember the lunar calendar day, and no one deliberately helps him remember it. He was about to say that his birthday was not in these days when he suddenly remembered that his birthday on the lunar calendar was this month.
He took out his mobile phone calendar and checked it out. It was his lunar birthday in two days.
"Thank you..." The necklace was cold against his neck, Shen Changan looked up at Daonian with a gentle smile, "Dao Nian, thank you."
Daonian didn't know what to say. Seeing Shen Changan's bright eyes, he reached out and touched the top of his hair: "Come back early in the evening, and stay with me for the past two days."
"Ah?" Shen Changan was stunned, does this mean to keep him
"Let's go after your birthday." Daonian turned his head and glanced at the people downstairs, "There are many people and it is lively."
"W-Will this be too much trouble for everyone?" Shen Changan was a little embarrassed. He was celebrating his birthday, but he kept his friends worrying about it. This seemed inappropriate
"No trouble, no trouble." Liu Mao downstairs quickly shook his head with interest, "We all hope Mr. Shen will stay here for a while longer."
Daonian raised his chin and looked at Shen Changan.
Shen Changan instantly understood what he meant. He was saying, "Look, they don't find it troublesome."
After understanding this, Shen Changan suddenly laughed out loud and bumped Daonian's knee with his forehead: "Daonian, why are you so cute?"
Daonian blinked, as if he didn't quite understand where he was "cute".
Seeing him like this, Shen Changan laughed out loud, got up, turned around and went downstairs, walked to the door and looked back to see Daonian sitting in the corridor looking at himself, and waved at him: "I'll be back early in the evening."
Daonian looked back as if nothing had happened, as if he just glanced at him casually.
As for Liu Mao, he hurriedly carried away the salute that Shen Changan had packed up, for fear that after Shen Changan saw it, he would think it would be better to go back to his own house.
After Shen Changan left, the door slowly closed, and the room returned to its usual quiet appearance.
The soft carpet turned into clouds, the spiral staircase turned into a void of cloud steps, and even the crystal lamps on the ceiling lost their suspenders and turned into fist-sized stars, floating quietly in the air.
"Sir, the plague ghost has gone south, and it may pass through Wuming City." Liu Mao bowed and stood solemnly, "Human monks once set up an altar, please help Nuo God."
"Nuo God?" Daonian seemed to be thinking, what kind of god is this.
"The Nuo God is a clergy dedicated to treating epidemic ghosts. Since the last Nuo God dissipated a hundred years ago, no new gods have been born." Liu Mao smiled awkwardly, "Although there are still ceremonies to respect the Nuo God in the human world, most of them are literary and artistic. There is not much faith in the form, and it is difficult to give birth to a new god."
Daonian stretched out his hand, and many pictures appeared in the air, including doctors working overtime to rescue patients, researchers with research data, businessmen investing in drug research, countless experimental platforms, and medical equipment.
"They can do better on their own." Daonian clicked on one of the pictures, an elderly and frail woman wearing a ventilator, writing the experimental formula with trembling hands, surrounded by several young people crying in a low voice.
They called the old man "teacher".
The index finger pointed, the picture disappeared, Daonian looked at Liu Mao and the others standing in front of him, "Do you understand?"
Liu Mao was silent.
"Humans are very smart, and they don't need gods as much as you think." Daonian closed his eyes, his face so beautiful that he couldn't pick out any flaws, full of indifference and ruthlessness, "Maybe, some gods need humans more."
The room was silent, and when everyone raised their heads again, there was no sign of Dao Nian in the corridor. Everyone is a little puzzled. Sir, are you saying that human beings are indifferent and ruthless. After they don’t need gods, they leave gods behind, or do they feel that some gods are incompetent. If they are not needed by humans, they can’t even maintain their gods
As soon as he returned to the office, Shen Changan received cordial condolences from his colleagues, and even Chen Panpan, who liked snacks, generously shared a few packets with him.
However, Aunt Juan, who usually dresses herself up delicately, looks a little out of spirit today, and even makeup can't hide her tiredness.
Seeing Shen Changan coming in, Gao Shujuan stretched out her hand and stuffed a lucky bag for him: "Come on, I brought it back from my hometown, one for each of you, and take it with you these days."
Shen Changan took it, put the lucky bag into his jacket, and said to Gao Shujuan, "Thank you, Aunt Juan, for being so busy and thinking of us. You just came back from your hometown, do you want to rest for a few more days?"
"There's no time to rest..." Gao Shujuan smiled bitterly, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly noticed something, and looked at Shen Changan carefully, "Did something happen to Chang'an these past few days?"
"Speaking of this, I'm angry, Chang'an is insane." Chen Panpan told Gao Shujuan about the superb incident that happened a few days ago, "Do you think this kind of scum is angry?"
Gao Shujuan hesitated, met Shen Changan's gaze, and nodded after a while: "It's quite annoying, if I were here, I would have to scold and cry all eighteen generations of his ancestors."
"We are definitely not comparable to your old skills." Chen Panpan nodded again and again, don't look at Aunt Juan, who is wiping the table in the department when she has nothing to do, and tell everyone about the chicken soup in life, but when she was working in the protection of women and children , once made countless scumbags cry their fathers and mothers, and almost killed themselves to apologize.
It is said that because she was too eloquent and complained many times, she was assigned to their civilian service department and lived a quiet life.
But these are all rumors, and she hasn't seen the live version, so it's hard to tell if it's true or not.
Before everyone chatted a few words, the police station called and said that they would rush to the assembly point and assign the patrol route and time uniformly.
Due to the lack of manpower, not only their departments, but also the street office have seconded manpower, and everyone rushed to the gathering square to receive work operation procedures and work cards.
Since today is the eve of Halloween, the above specially explained that everyone should work hard today and work overtime.
The patrols are divided into two groups, mostly men and women. Shen Changan and Gao Shujuan are in a group, mainly responsible for a bus line in the suburbs. After nine o'clock in the evening, when the bus was out of service, I went to a nearby square with a lot of traffic to meet with Ding Yang and Chen Panpan.
The bus company is very happy. In recent years, Halloween has become popular in China. This is a good thing. It means that everyone has a rich life and has time and spare money for entertainment. However, due to the different ideas of the older generation and the younger generation, many conflicts have arisen. Now the government has specially arranged staff to help them with their work, and of course they applauded to express their welcome.
Wuming City is not a big place, except for the rush hour, the bus is not very crowded. Seeing that Aunt Juan's face was not very good, Shen Changan asked her to sit in the back seat to rest, and he was in charge of the main supervision work.
Until the afternoon, nothing happened to them. Although some young people dressed up for the festival, there was nothing out of the ordinary. A little girl dressed as a faceless man came to take a photo with him. The reason was that He is so handsome.
After being busy for a long time, Shen Changan and Aunt Juan took advantage of the evening bus driver's shift time to eat noodles at a nearby noodle shop. Halfway through the meal, he suddenly remembered that there were still people waiting for him to go home for dinner today, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Daonian.
"I can't come back tonight."
"I didn't make an appointment with anyone for dinner. I had to work overtime at night and only come back late at night."
"Don't wait for me, go to bed early, and remember to drink a glass of milk an hour before going to bed."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Changan saw Aunt Juan who was sitting across from him looking at him with a half-smile, and he was a little puzzled: "Aunt Juan, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"
"I thought you didn't have a girlfriend at a young age, but I didn't expect someone at home to be waiting for you to go back. The young people today are really amazing." Gao Shujuan gave him a thumbs up, "Bring your girlfriend to the next dinner together. Come on, it's not good to let her stay home alone and wait for you to go back."
Shen Changan was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Aunt Juan, you have misunderstood, I have been staying at a friend's house for the past few days, and I had made an appointment to have dinner with him at night, but I would have to work overtime at night, so I would definitely have to talk to him in advance. Say it."
"friend?"
"Yes, friend." Shen Changan poured some vinegar into his face, "But in the future, if he wants to come, I would like to bring him."
Thinking of Daonian's empty house, Shen Changan was always a little worried, and tried his best to let Daonian find some interest in life.
"So it was." Gao Shujuan smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
"It's okay, you also care about me." Shen Changan gulps down the noodles. The taste of noodles in this small street noodle restaurant is very ordinary, but he was really hungry, so he ate a bowl of noodles.
When she walked out of the noodle shop, Gao Shujuan asked, "I came to work today and found that the tree in the yard had fallen more and more leaves. I heard from Panpan, that tree seems to have some disease?"
Hearing Aunt Juan say this, Shen Changan felt a little guilty. How could he tell Aunt Juan that this tree, which has grown for hundreds of years, was slapped like this by him. Even if he said that, others would not will believe.
He touched his nose: "Maybe it is. In addition, it is easy to lose leaves in autumn, so it seems to be more serious. Maybe after the spring of next year, it will slowly return to normal."
"You're right." Gao Shujuan lowered her eyelids. After observing here for half a year, she found that the tree was so powerful that it could even transform into a human shape, so even if she found that the tree was holding the soul of a living person Po, did not dare to rashly shot. Just when she finally figured out the tree demon's habits and was about to ask her peers to help rescue the soul, she found that the living soul hidden in the tree's heart was gone.
She thought that her soul had been swallowed up by the tree, but the next day came the news that Sun Jia's mind had returned to normal. At that time, she had doubted whether Shen Changan had rescued the soul. After all, a person with such profound virtues would not dare to provoke a lot of demons and ghosts who follow the path of serious cultivation.
But she soon discovered that Shen Changan didn't believe in ghosts and gods, which meant that he didn't even know that there was a demon under the office building, and he didn't know the means of subduing demons and ghosts. In this case, how could he bring back Sun Jia's soul from the tree demon
So, who is the ingenious master who did good deeds without leaving his name
If possible, can this master do another good deed, such as eliminating the plague ghost
After following the bus for a day, Shen Changan and Gao Shujuan rushed to the square top-heavy. He saw that many businesses around the square were holding Halloween promotions, and shook his head: "These businesses really wish they had three hundred and sixty-five days. , every day is a festival."
"Anyway, the merchants are happy, as long as the consumers are happy." Gao Shujuan saw Shen Changan's face turning pale, "Changan, if you are tired, let's find a place to sit for a while?"
"I'm fine, but I've been sitting on the bus for a long time, and my brain is a little shaken." Shen Changan rubbed his temples, "I don't want to go to the bus for the past month."
In the square, some children were dressed as little wizards by their parents, waving their staffs and running around, like moving dwarf winter melons, they were quite cute.
Shen Changan had just taken two steps, when a chubby little dun suddenly stretched out his wand and pointed at Shen Changan: "Turn into a pumpkin."
"Ah, I've turned into a pumpkin!" Shen Changan squatted down in cooperation, spread out his hands and pretended that it was the pumpkin leaves on the pumpkin. "This great wizard, when will you turn me into a man?"
Little Fatty laughed out loud, put his little hands behind his back, and walked around Shen Changan: "Okay, for your poor sake, I'll make you back to adulthood."
"Thank you, great wizard." Shen Changan stood up and saw that Little Fatty's parents were coming over to thank him, he stretched out his hand and waved, indicating that they didn't need to come over, and turned around and walked towards the center of the square.
In the center of the square, I don't know which business is doing promotions. Some folk artists are invited to sing and dance on it. The surrounding is full of people watching the fun. Among these audiences, some people dress up as animals, some people dress up Nie Xiaoqian and others dressed up as Pig Bajie, and many children touched their stomachs.
Therefore, no matter what festival spreads to the country, it can be enjoyed by the Chinese people.
After finally finding Ding Yang and the others in the noisy crowd, Shen Changan saw Ding Yang's face pale and severely damaged: "What's wrong with you?"
"Motion sickness." Chen Panpan said helplessly, "I was cared about by the passengers in the car all the way in the afternoon, and a 70-year-old old man gave him his seat."
"I don't usually do this, but I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in the afternoon, maybe I have a cold." In order to prove that he is a weak chicken with only five combat strengths, Ding Yang quickly said, "I didn't get dizzy in the speeding car driven by Chang'an, let alone dizzy. bus."
"Speeding car, what speeding car?" Shen Changan looked at Ding Yang innocently, "I don't know."
Ding Yang: "..."
Shen Changan, I didn't expect you to be such a person.
The neon lights were shining, everyone was a little tired after patrolling for a day.
I just want to go home and take a shower and then have a good night's sleep.
When the plague ghost comes to the world, it will always be accompanied by human begging and panic. Of course, this is the treatment of those plagued ghosts in the past. This time, the newly born plague ghost followed the strong wind for nearly a thousand kilometers. After landing in a city, he found that the lights were flickering and people were everywhere.
He has the memory inheritance of the plague ghosts in his mind. It seems that the night in the human world is not like this
Touching the horns on his head, the plague ghost revealed the terrifying rash and spores on his body, ready to enjoy the screams and cries of the surrounding pedestrians.
However, what he didn't expect was that passers-by hurried past him as if they didn't see him. Others took out their mobile phones and took pictures of him, saying something like "no public morality".
The plague ghost was a little puzzled. He really came from the world, not hell
"I said buddy, although today is Halloween, everyone can play around, but there should be some restraint. There are many old people and children around, isn't it a little disgusting for you to dress like this?" A young man wearing bull horns I walked over and said, "There is a special Halloween night in the bar over there. It is more suitable for you to go there. The square here is a public leisure area. It may not be good to dress too scarily."
"But you're very cruel to yourself." The young man looked at the man in front of him. He wore dirty and ugly horns on his head, his skin was painted dark blue, and there were very realistic pimples on his body. Look more closely. It's unbearable, "Who are you playing?"
"I'm the god of plague, why don't you wait for mortals to pay tribute and bow down?" The plague ghost said with a grim smile, "Anyone who comes close to me within a hundred meters will die of the disease within seven days. Only those who sincerely worship me can be exempted from the disease. catastrophe."
"It's quite deep into the play." The young man pointed to the horns on his head, "I'm still the Bull Demon King, I know who my brother is, and it's just a blink of an eye to beat the Buddha and Sun Wukong."
The plague ghost is at a loss, who are the Bull Demon King and the God of War and Buddha, and these humans, why are they not afraid when they see him
This person has spoken to him for so long, why hasn't he contracted the disease he released
He doubted again, is this a human world
"Wow!" A child's cry was suddenly heard not far away, and the sound was so loud that it almost pierced the plague ghost's eardrum.
"Wang Wang Wang!" A big golden dog barked at him from a distance with its tail tucked.
"Who is this person, does he have a sense of public morality, and he actually dresses up like this in the square?"
"No, everything is trendy, regardless of the occasion, should shit be eaten while it's still hot?"
"Shut up." The plague ghost saw that these pariahs dared to point fingers at himself, and roared, "If you dare to say one more word, I will make you die all over the city, and there will be no chickens and dogs."
"Oh, god, god." A screaming aunt clutched her chest, looking like she was about to faint. "He actually threatened us. He wanted to kill people. I'm going to have a heart attack. Call the police."
The plague ghost was enraged by this group of humans, and stretched out a large amount of plague. Green smoke spread in the air, and soon within a radius of five meters, it was enveloped by green smoke.
"Quickly call the police, there is a neuropathy here that endangers public safety."
"Hurry up and stop him, he is still running and throwing things!"
"What's the matter in front, why is there so much noise?" Shen Changan noticed the noise coming from the corner of the square, and said to the three colleagues, "Sit down for a while, I'll go take a look."
When he walked to the troubled side, he saw several children crying, one of them was the child who "turned him into a pumpkin" just now.
The little fat winter melon, who was still happy just now, is now crying out of breath next to her parents, obviously frightened.
Not far from them, there was a very disgusting young man who was sprinkling green powder outside, and the smell in the air was a little disgusting.
However, this person is still very flexible, and no one else can get close to him.
No one knew what he threw, and the crowd was dense, Shen Changan didn't even think about it, he rushed towards the troublemaker.
"Changan, don't go near that, that's..." Gao Shujuan, who followed, saw this scene, her face changed greatly, and she wanted to stop Shen Changan's behavior.
Shen Changan ran very fast. He grabbed the man's arm with one hand and knocked heavily on the arm. The man screamed in pain, and the green powder in his hand disappeared.
I don't know what makeup the other party is using, but the things on his arm are a little sticky to the touch. Crispy.
Shen Changan turned around and gave a gentle smile to the crying children: "Don't be afraid, brave little wizards, the devil has been defeated by the Pumpkin Knight, do you want to take out your wand and turn this devil into a pumpkin? Then let him be taken away by the police uncle?"
Seeing this scene, Gao Shujuan swallowed all her next words.
She felt that her cultivation might have been over-worn recently and her eyes had a problem. The one who was kicked over by Shen Changan was definitely not an epidemic ghost.
It's impossible, it's not true!
The author has something to say: Aunt Juan: I'm sorry, I don't want to say anything, sorry to bother you~