At this time, Su Zijun's voice came from the medical room, "Next, come in! Don't waste time!"
When Uncle Mouse Demon heard this, he suddenly trembled all over, and subconsciously said: "Well, I suddenly remembered something, and I won't have a physical examination today!"
I saw that the mouse demon uncle was busy waving his hands while backing away. When he retreated to push the back door, he opened the door directly and ran out without looking back as if fleeing for his life.
"Oh? Uncle Shuyao! Medicine! The birth control medicine for Aunt Shuyao! Don't you take it!?" Luo Pianlu's voice still came from behind.
"Another day!" Uncle Rat Demon replied without knowing it.
How dare the ghost stay here any longer... You have to draw a big tube of blood to survive. As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If there is a chance that your blood type is particularly suitable for the appetite of the bait and makes you addicted to eating, then it’s okay!
This Uncle Rat Demon doesn't think that his small body can support a Hanba's food... even though this Hanba only has half blood.
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"Daddy is back!"
The rat demon returned home at night... It's not a big place, but it has been remodeled to be very livable. Of course, it's just very suitable for the rat demon to live in.
Because this place itself is a dark and damp basement, ordinary people may feel uncomfortable living in it. But for the Rat Demons, it is the best living environment because under the basement, there are sewer pipes connecting the city in all directions.
The mouse demon's wife had a big belly, poured him a cup of tea, and told him to sit down, "Have you eaten yet? I picked up some unfinished canned luncheon meat in the afternoon!"
"You have a big belly, so don't run around!" Uncle Mouse Demon looked at his wife reproachfully... Even though it was like this, he couldn't hide the tenderness in his eyes.
At this moment, Uncle Mouse Demon's group of children jumped on him immediately, and the whole family enjoyed themselves happily.
It would have been nice to wash away a tiring day... yes, it should have been.
However, Uncle Rat Demon's mood quietly changed.
"Dad! I want new toys!"
"Dad, Dad! Can I get a new pencil case? This one is over a year old..."
"Dad, Dad..."
"Husband, this month's electricity bill is a bit high..."
A feeling of powerlessness similar to that of a middle-aged man among human beings began to spread on Uncle Rat Demon's body, which made him secretly sigh.
Although the rat demon is a monster that is more suitable for living in the city... But it is not much better than other monsters. Originally, the rat demons were timid by nature, with limited demon power, and they were always at the bottom of the demon clan.
This rat demon has always followed Long Xiruo's rules, and lived in this city peacefully. Although he can't make a lot of money, the dozen or so members of his family can finally survive.
However, recently, Uncle Mouse Demon has to start worrying... Not only because the family will soon add a new member, but other children in the family are also starting to grow up.
Spending money like running water... Uncle Shuyao began to feel that his meager salary of a city plumber was beyond his means.
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At a later time, Uncle Mouse Demon was tossing and turning on the bed, feeling extremely irritable, so he put on his shoes and went out.
It was still raining outside, but for the Rat Demon, it was not an inconvenience to go out... because he was walking through the city's underground pipeline.
Not long after, Uncle Rat Demon came to an old factory park in the city.
This place has been abandoned, and many factories have been evacuated. And the various apartments built here in the early years have not been lived by many people.
Uncle Mouse Demon walked familiarly among the many factory buildings, and then came to a place where all the doors and windows were closed, and quickly knocked on the door a few times.
The door opened not long after, and a slender boy with smoky makeup on his face appeared in front of Uncle Mouse Demon.
What followed were all kinds of noisy sounds inside, which directly vibrated the eardrums of Uncle Rat Demon.
Inside, the sound of music, psychedelic lights, and all kinds of messy smells are filled. Uncle Mouse Demon took a deep breath, then spit out a bead from his mouth, and handed it to the boy.
The boy with smoky makeup thought about the beads in his hand, and then smiled: "Welcome."
As if he couldn't wait any longer, the mouse demon uncle walked in with his head down, feeling that his nerves had relaxed a lot.
Listening to the loud music that seemed to shake the soul, Uncle Mouse Demon felt like he was enjoying a full body massage. It feels as if the bones are beating along with the rhythmic sound.
Humans have places to seek stimulation and relaxation, and so do monsters.
So, here is... a place dedicated to drinking and chatting for monsters to release stress: Bliss Pure Land Bar.
Of course, Uncle Rat Demon doesn't come here often. After all, what is consumed here is not money, but the bead he spit out before he entered the door, which is the thing condensed by the demon power, which is the entrance fee here.
The environment in the city is not good. It is more difficult for monsters to accumulate monster power than to make money... So this is a place where middle-aged mouse monster uncles can only come once a month or two.
Uncle Rat Demon walked towards the bar, he just planned to come here for a drink, and he couldn't consume anything else here.
At this time, on the central dance floor of this Bliss Pure Land bar, I saw a very young woman swinging her body wildly. Wearing hot pants and a small vest, accompanied by the fiery dance floor sound, every movement is full of temptation.
Under the dance floor, some monsters who slightly revealed the special design of the monster clan because of drunkenness cheered even more forgetfully.
"A cup of Salamander." Uncle Mouse Demon sat down and looked away from the dance floor. He propped his hands on the bar, watching the bartender turn into a monster from a wild boar.
"Is this a new dancer? I haven't seen it before. What is it?"
"Her?" The wild boar bartender said while pouring the fiery red liquid into the cup: "She is not a dancer, just like you, she came here to have fun. But I don't know why. Here As a rule, we don't ask the origin of the guests."
"That's right..." Uncle Mouse Demon shrugged his shoulders, narrowed his eyes while drinking Salamander wine, and said in admiration, "But this girl is really hot!"
"Why, you coward dare to make up your mind?" The wild boar bartender said disdainfully: "It's not that I'm targeting you, look below the dance floor, there are eight out of ten who want to get her attention, but all of them behave themselves. Dare to look, dare not move!"
"Oh?" Uncle Mouse Demon immediately stretched his neck, he likes to listen to gossip.
The wild boar bartender approached, and said in a serious manner: "I only know that she only appeared in the past half a year, and she only came here once or twice... It's the third time today. It's not surprising that you haven't met her before. But this girl is not It’s so annoying. Just last time, there was someone who didn’t know how to live or die to harass others, but what do you think happened afterwards?”
"What's the matter?"
The wild boar bartender suddenly put an ice bucket under the bar counter heavily in front of Uncle Mouse Demon, and pointed to the ice cubes inside, "Well, just like this, it turns into ice cubes, and it shatters when you touch it. Scum!"
Uncle Rat Demon shrank his neck immediately. He is the lowest level of demon power. Hearing such a sharp foreign monster, he naturally had many scruples, "It just freezes into ice... What kind of monster is it?"
The wild boar bartender shrugged and said, "I don't know, but I heard that her name seems to be Pear."
Uncle Mouse Demon nodded, wrote down his name, and without asking further questions, he lowered his head and began his real purpose of coming here: to be a demon and to drink wine.
"Continued Cup!"
It only took about ten minutes, and the mouse monster uncle was already a little drunk, and he had already drunk five glasses of Salamander wine in front of him.
"I think you have something on your mind?" The wild boar bartender asked curiously while wiping the glass.
Uncle Rat Demon raised his head and gave a smiling face, hiccupped and said, "You...you don't understand, you don't understand...you don't understand..."
"Tell me and listen."
Uncle Mouse Demon shook his head and said, "I, I ask you a question. You say... hiccup... you say, is there any way to be fast, safe, without breaking... breaking the rules of Master Long, earning a lot of money... money?"
The bartender suddenly approached, and said in a low voice: "There are many ways to make money quickly and safely, but if you want to not break Lord Long's rules, there are not many."
Uncle Mouse Demon was taken aback, and said drunkenly: "Not much...how much?"
The wild boar bartender looked around mysteriously, and whispered in his ear: "It depends on you, do you have the guts!" (.)