Manual of the Monster in City

20 A Living...Price?

    In general, after listening to Xiao Shanshan's ambitious words about the new society, Jia Qingming felt a very unreliable feeling in her heart. But he really had no way to get this student council president.

    It's just one idea. Sometimes he felt that it was a very great thing that the Shenting County Student Union could survive until now. Of course, it would be a great thing to recommend such a president.

    Shenting High School Monster Incident Investigation Agency?

    What exactly does this kind of weird society do? Is it an organization like the Junior Detective Group in "Conan"? However, in the animation world, it is precise because of this kind of organization that more related cases will occur, right?

    In the afternoon he held his face and turned his pen, thinking bored. In fact, it was originally a physical education class. The physical education class of Shenting High School basically belongs to the sense of sight of the physical education teacher herding sheep on the playground. But because the physical education teacher who looked like an iron hit was sick, the math teacher happened to come up with a quiz paper on a whim, so they were left in the classroom to do the questions, the nature of the quiz.

    Jia Qingming’s voice and the "sound of spirit" produced by the strong thoughts of the classmates in the classroom intersect together, and thousands of thoughts are all converged into one sentence at this moment——

    "Mathematics is so hard!"

    ————

    "How do you feel today? After all, how about Mr. Seimei's new school life."

    Today Jia Qingming arrived at the Tooting Pavilion where he worked after school and saw the owner, Miss Bai Ling, waiting for him at the door. He was a little embarrassed to squat over to change shoes. Fortunately, he pays attention to changing socks every day. At least he won’t feel too embarrassed to be stared at and take off his shoes.

    But still very embarrassed!

    Today, Bai Ling changed into a red-maple-themed Hanfu, but after a lot of improvements, the hem was also deliberately cut, gorgeous, and decent but not bulky. With her soft boneless body, she was leaning diagonally on the antique wooden partition at the entrance of the entrance, and her heart was throbbing, not to mention the eyes that patted Qingming with interest.

    Even the hairs were erected, and Bai Ling's appearance made Jia Qingming feel like an enemy.

    "It's okay... Today, ordinary school life is still very happy..."

    "Then, can I ask Mr. Qingming?" she asked very formally, soft waves flickering in her beautiful eyes.

    "Ah, what's the matter?" Jia Qingming agreed unnaturally.

    However, he has become accustomed to helping Bai Ling with all kinds of things. After all, he has worked here for a period of time to pay for what he needed to help get rid of the lingering house ghost in his residence last time. The price and the content of the part-time job is of course not only cooking and cooking, cleaning the room, and laying cat litter for Xiao Hei, but also cleaning up Xiao Bai’s outdoor scruffy dog house with floor heating. Sometimes, he will also help with it. Some formal things, such as the real business content of Stealth Pavilion——

    Stealth Pavilion is a shop that fulfills your wishes, any wish... as long as you can afford it. Use your most precious possession in exchange for the deepest desire of obsession.

    "There is a precious thing entrusted by others is walking on the road, I can feel it is approaching. But the lost thing has now fallen into a lost state. The thing on the other shore will never find the entrance to this shore. With you, Mr. Qingming... the manager who walks between this shore and the other shore can bring the lost thing to my side."

    "……speak English."

    "Get me the courier, please!" Bai Ling snapped his palms together in front of him, his head tilted, and his black hair ran sideways.

    ————

    "Ordinary" courier dispatcher Li Dagou felt that he was lost in the path of life. He lowered his head and looked at the address of the recipient carefully——

    221 Shell Road.

    However, the nameplates on the two buildings in front of him read No. 220 and No. 222 respectively. There is only a narrow alley in the middle. There are also a few green trash cans near the entrance of the alley to store garbage in the surrounding shops.

    He rubbed his eyes again, thinking for a moment that he was dim-eyed and would soon bid farewell to this promising industry.

    But when I blinked and looked again, the writing on it did not change or disappear, and the two buildings in front of me still stubbornly refused.

    Looking at the more detailed address later, only "Stealing Heaven Pavilion" was written.

    Such an ancient name should be a mysterious, fortune-telling shop or something. However, there is no similar decoration in the surrounding area. Various constellations and various mystic patterns are usually painted. From the outside, it can be seen from the outside that it is a divination shop for the consumption of young girls.

    Finally, in the address of the recipient: "Eighteen-year-old beautiful girl".

    ...What kind of person is this?

    So Master Li Dagou Li chose the simplest and rude way. He went to No. 220 and No. 222 and asked them separately. Both of them were retail houses, which were in business, so naturally, they wouldn't bother them too much.

    However, the recipient's name really makes it difficult for his uncle.

    "That...you...does anyone knows where the 18-year-old beautiful girl lives at No. 221 Shell Road, Stealing Tower?"

    When I ask this, it sounds like it comes from a strange family.

    However, all the answers he got were—"No, get out of here, and ask to kill you again!"

    Under his indomitable questioning, he was not beaten to death. Instead, the owner of one of the stores finally sighed, as if determined to tell a great secret:

    "I’ll tell you that, in recent years, people have been asking me about this address, and I’m so annoying. There is no number 221 on our street. It is said that it was a mistake in the municipal planning that year. I just missed one room." He patted the courier uncle on the shoulder, which made Li Dagou a little relieved, after all, he was not the first person to find this address.

    The shopkeeper continued: "So, this may be a joke that has been popular on the Internet recently. Uncle, it’s not that I said, you are a dad of your age. Work hard and don’t think about 18 years old. Beautiful girl."

    So Li Dagou went out with a dazed expression.

    So, who is it who does this kind of prank and buys this kind of thing online?

    Just as he was about to leave, I saw a young man with a beautiful face and these books running out of the alley, wearing the sports uniform of Shenting High School.

    "Uncle uncle, my courier!"

    "Which is your courier?"

    "Stealing Tower, No. 221 Shell Road. Trouble." In a polite manner.

    However, the uncle was even more dazed, "I have to sign for it when I send it to this place, you...Is it myself?"

    "Yeah, I am." Jia Qingming had to say that. He had done the small job of helping people to collect express delivery many times in school, and it seemed like a lie.

    "You... are you... an eighteen-year-old girl?" the uncle asked embarrassedly.

    Jia Qingming blushed instantly after hearing this, and couldn't help shouting: "Yes, can't it?!"

    After finally signing the consignee's name on the bill, he took a deep breath with the courier and turned back to Stealing Pavilion.

    And Miss Bai Ling’s express delivery is a big foam box. I don’t know what’s in it. The surface of the box is still cold. Maybe it’s something precious? Unexpectedly, the transfer of important things between a worldly expert like Miss Bai Ling and other "superiors" would also be achieved through express delivery.

    As he thought, he walked back.

    Only leaving the uncle petrified at the entrance of the alley, his heart was tumbling, and it took a long time to sigh: "Young people nowadays, hobbies are really different."

    ————

    "So...what the hell is this eighteen-year-old beautiful girl!"

    "It's me naturally," Bai Ling said, covering his mouth.

    Jia Qingming secretly slandered herself, Miss Bai Ling, you are an immortal woman after eating Baize meat. The lifespan of Baize's beasts is not known whether it is stronger or weaker than alpaca, but it is also the same time of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi. People.

    At this point, the thoughts were cut off by Miss Bai Ling's cold and sharp eyes, and the atmosphere was as if she was walking on thin ice like the patterns on the Hanfu that she wore.

    The maple leaves were swaying in the sharp autumn wind.

    Xiao Hei rubbed his eyes and walked into the room, looking like he had just woke up, with a pair of cat ears on his head, and a tail erected to maintain balance behind him. "What's the matter, Miss Bai Ling? Ah, you are here, kid."

    "Ahhhhh, after the fall, Xiaohei, you are getting more and more lethargic. You should learn from Xiaobai."

    The appearance of Xiaobai rolling in the mud pit outside instantly appeared in his mind, which was almost full of the picture.

    "Huh? No! This lady doesn't learn from that stupid dog!" Xiao Hei hugged his arm, "What did you bring, kid."

    "I haven't demolished it yet, I don't know what's inside." Jia Qingming answered truthfully.

    "Yes—" Bai Ling smiled faintly, "That thing!"

    Perfectly carried forward the spirit of the hermit master in the TV series that was never good at talking.

    "Huh?! Is that thing?!" Xiao Hei opened his eyes wide.

    "Yes." Bai Ling answered with a smile.

    "Huh?! I have to tell Xiaobai about this! No, no... it's better to hang on that stupid dog's appetite."

    Two people went here one after another. Looking back at Jia Qingming, he is completely at a loss now!

    "What...what is it..." Jia Qingming asked.

    "It's a price. It's a price exchanged by others and me." She said.

    "Please...Miss Bai Ling, you have to speak well..."

    "It's what I exchanged with the currency of the world..."

    "Isn't it all right to just say that I bought something?!"

    "No. I can't call it a thing. Because it's a living thing... it's a living thing." She said, lowering her eyebrows. "Although it is something that is exchanged for money, I think it is called a purchase. Not suitable."

    Jia Qingming swallowed subconsciously.

    ——"Anything can be used as a price in exchange, body, life, and even soul." When Bai Ling said this, the smile that seemed to be hundreds of times insidious in an instant was still in front of him.

    Jia Qingming looked down at the foam wooden box wrapped tightly with scotch tape.

    The price charged?

    Something alive?