Late night noodle shop.
The Bagua building is in the Kan direction. In order to attract ghosts, there are no street lights installed in this area, which looks very eerie.
Even during the day, few people come to this area.
A bronze lamp was hung on the eaves. The light was as small as a bean, and the wick had a small green flame that seemed like it could be blown out by a gust of wind. However, it had been hanging for most of the night, and the night wind was blowing, but the flame did not shake much.
Only when some vague figures appear from the depths of the night, attracted by the lamp and walk towards it, will the lamp start to sway slightly. When Lao Liu throws them into the cycle of hell, the flame of the lamp will explode slightly, revealing a ray of light, but in an instant it will return to its bean-like dark green color.
A soul lamp, ghosts and wild spirits come like moths to a flame, this is an instinctive temptation.
The late-night noodle shop is backed by a Yin well, and with this soul lamp, it is a natural gathering place for Yin, attracting these slightly obsessed souls.
Of course, those ghosts and evil spirits with some magical powers are not so easy to lure.
Old Liu squatted in a corner outside the threshold, smoking a pipe and taking out the ghost messenger certificate. He hadn't paid tribute to the boss recently, and with the effect of the soul lamp...
"I'm finally getting a permanent job! Just one more, a ghost, will be enough..."
At this time, a figure walked out of the darkness.
Old Liu stood up excitedly, his cloudy eyes puzzled for a few seconds, then he walked over and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoyi, you are here, I will go prepare food for you..."
Xiao Yi shoved his body into the chair like a salted fish and didn't want to move much. His head felt empty, as if it had been hollowed out.
I wasn't really hungry, and I hadn't been in a state of meditation during this period. The proof of my guess had reached the final stage, and I could have proved it without entering a state of meditation. It would just take more time and energy.
In fact, the main reason is that there are not enough energy points. The more energy points you can save, the better. After creating the digital life, Xiao Yi will be ready to go to the dungeon again.
And today, I finally made a big breakthrough and can now take a good rest.
"Old Liu, do you have any wine?"
Xiao Yi wanted to celebrate because he finally reached level 3 in mathematics.
According to Otsogawa's estimation, at this stage, the development of his brain has reached the limit of ordinary humans, and his IQ is probably equivalent to that of giants like Newton, Einstein, Gauss, and Euler.
Of course, it is not enough to have a high IQ, but you still need to accumulate and comprehend knowledge yourself. To achieve scientific achievements equivalent to those of real big names, you need unremitting research and the ability to endure loneliness.
There is darkness ahead, but Xiao Yi is confident that he can use his wisdom to light the lamp of hope and illuminate human civilization.
Old Liu was slightly surprised, because the boss never drinks!
He proved the "Zhou conjecture" and earned 300,000 yuan, and also proved the "twin prime numbers". Later, the security program he developed sold for 8 million yuan, but I didn't even see him drinking to celebrate!
Others say that big guys are stingy.
But he took out one million yuan without saying a word and gave it to Old Zhang with squinting eyes. Is that stingy
How can scholars understand the affairs of men who are filled with fighting and killing
"We have Kweichow Moutai. Team Zhang brought several boxes of it when we arranged a dinner party last time... And people who have returned to the spirit world cannot eat food from the living world. They can only eat after drinking liquor..."
"When was the dinner? How come I don't know?"
"Several times, but you told me that I would not disturb you unless it was something important... Sir, what are you so happy about? I'll have a drink with you..."
As he spoke, Old Liu brought out a bottle of Moutai and served some commonly available braised foods such as braised peanuts and braised beef. Sister Liu was also busy in the kitchen, preparing to stir-fry two side dishes to go with the wine.
"It's something to be happy about, Lao Liu, come on, I'll do it!"
Yi Xiaochuan drinks, but he is not addicted. When he was in college, the four roommates would go out for a meal from time to time at the food stalls in front of the school. The food was cheap and the quantity was large. At first, they drank beer, three bottles per person. Later, they gradually drank white wine, no matter how much, just one bottle. If that was not enough, they would drink some beer.
Drinking in moderation can make you happy, but drinking too much can harm your body.
I smoke a little, but I'm not addicted.
I am addicted to novels. I have been reading them since high school. I didn't expect that I can quit reading them now.
I have my own high-tech system, and it has evolved and awakened, so reading those novels is no longer exciting.
The two of them laughed and talked, and the bottle of wine was soon empty. Xiao Yi did not feel very dizzy. His body, which had evolved once, had significantly enhanced its resistance to alcohol.
"Sir, would you like some more?"
"No more drinking. Drinking a little can make you happy, but drinking too much can harm your body... Look, you're here to do business. Didn't you say you were just one job away from becoming a regular employee? It just so happens..."
Xiao Yi pointed outside the door and saw a shirtless middle-aged man looking up at the bronze soul lamp under the eaves. Then he sniffed, as if he smelled wine, and walked into the late-night noodle shop.
"Boss, do you have a machete? Sell it to me, and you'll get the money. I'm Brother Long from the Development Zone..."
The shirtless middle-aged man patted his chest. His front and back were covered with tattoos, and a dragon lay ferociously on his chest. As he spoke, he felt in his trouser pocket and awkwardly took out a banknote. It was not the bright red Mao Zedong note.
"I lost my wallet during the fight. Don't worry, you'll get the money. Once I've chopped that son of a bitch to pieces, I'll have my younger brother deliver the money to you tomorrow..."
Lao Liu took the banknote, walked into the kitchen, and brought out a bowl of noodles with a few slices of beef on it.
"What do you mean? I want a knife..."
The shirtless middle-aged man was furious and was about to walk to the kitchen with a ferocious face, but Lao Liu grabbed him and pressed him on the chair, snorting coldly: "You are already an adult, and you really think you are a gangster boss after all the fighting and killing! Eat your fill and then go on your way!"
With this cold snort, the dragon that was over the shoulder suddenly became like ink that had been drenched by rain, and as blurry as a small loach.
"What do you mean? What do you mean by going on the road or not... My knife was taken away... I..."
"I was chopped..."
"I... I..."
"You're dead!"
"Impossible. I've been killing people for 30 years. It's impossible for me to be killed by an ordinary person... I drive a BMW, a sports car, and have tens of millions in savings... Impossible... I'm drunk. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep..."
"I must be drunk!"
Xiao Yi looked over with interest. The dragon over the shoulder was blurred into a loach by Lao Liu's scolding, but in a short time, it showed signs of reuniting.
"Don't tattoo a dragon above your shoulder, don't tattoo a tiger below your head. Guanyin won't save the world with her eyes closed, but Guanyu will kill with her eyes open. Don't tattoo a bloodthirsty wolf, because a lone wolf will bring blood and the family will be destroyed. A pack of wolves can't be held together without being ruthless, and a person with broken hands and feet won't live long..."
Xiao Yi had heard about the taboos of tattoos in the food court before. Later, a Guan Gong with open eyes killed people and himself, and a bloodthirsty lone wolf chopped from one end of the street to the other, and was finally shot dead.
The wind of spiritual energy is blowing, and there are great risks in tattooing, so you need to be careful.
This over-the-shoulder dragon
Is it also Guan Gong with open eyes, or something like a bloodthirsty lone wolf
Xiao Yi stretched out his finger and scratched the faucet. The faucet was gone, clean and even cleaner than after being removed by laser.
"Eh, it was absorbed..."
"Tattoo..." Xiao Yi pondered for a moment. In the prehistoric world, the lizardmen had war patterns, which seemed to be the same as the open-eyed Guan Gong, the bloodthirsty lone wolf, and the over-shoulder dragon.
"interesting!"