Manual of the Monster in City

96 Unburned Incense Block

    "Why have all the original cabinets... moved away?!"

    Jia Qingming saw that in this empty room, only one bunk bed remained, which looked like an island between the ocean.

    This room is what Uncle Jia Shansheng said, he and Yuan Mu-mutou's new bedroom.

    "Very good, right?" Uncle Jia Shansheng said with a smile, "It has good lighting and is full of minimalist style. Isn't it very simple and business?"

    He looked at Jia Qingming as if a cunning businessman was boasting of his living creature.

    Why is it like this?!

    ————

    "Why is it like this?!" The same wailing sound resounded in the Stealing Heaven Pavilion.

    On the second floor of the Stealing Pavilion, Jia Qingming held a rag in his hand, reluctantly wiping the dusty shelves in the pavilion.

    These shelves have obviously not been cleaned for too long, and they have accumulated thick dust. The shelves are all antiquities, and Jia Qingming must be very careful when wiping them. In order not to accidentally damage the glaze on many porcelains, Jia Qingming used a dry cleaning method to dust off the ash.

    Although Miss Bai Ling prepared a mask for him, after a long time she still felt that her lungs had deposited a thick layer of dust.

    "Why did it happen like this?!" At the end of the roar, there was Jia Qingming's coughing sound.

    "Mr. Qingming said it himself." Bai Ling didn't know when he appeared in the room, with a look that dismissed it as being too dirty, and his sleeves covered his mouth and nose. "Whether it is used or not, it needs to be cleaned carefully. That is the attitude to life."

    She repeated what Jia Qingming had said before, while walking to the corner of the room, probing her hand to gently open a window.

    "Ah, it's snowing." Bai Ling said afterward, looking out the window.

    "Yes, and it fell yesterday, the first snow. It's not in the courtyard too..." Jia Qingming just wanted to say that Tooting Pavilion also has an exterior courtyard, but he suddenly thought of the courtyard of Tooting Pavilion. , It seems that there is no falling snow.

    That's right, this is Stealing Heaven Pavilion...

    It seems to be a place that does not exist in the world.

    Bai Ling didn't seem to hear him being choked, looked out the window and said softly:

    "It's really a beautiful snow scene. Even the most beautiful flowers bloom in four seasons. It will inevitably make people look boring. At this time, the snow covering the earth is also a kind of solemn but extremely beautiful scenery." Body, said to Jia Qingming, "You say yes, Mr. Qingming?"

    However, Jia Qingming did not respond to Bai Ling's words. His gaze was attracted by something between the shelves. More precisely, there was nothing there, as if a block was suddenly vacated among the crowded shelves.

    Jia Qingming recognized that this was a sword rack, the kind of furnishings used to store swords in martial arts movies, but it was mostly for viewing. Few people would place their beloved saber somewhere like this.

    But now, there is no sword on this plane, and no scabbard, it's empty.

    "here is……"

    But... Jia Qingming felt it. When he concentrated, he felt a certain... aura left here. That kind of breath, that kind of ferocious and negative spirit... even though there is nothing there now.

    It seems to be no different from what he saw in his dream.

    That's right, this breath is like... the strong aura felt in that Shura-like Miss Bai Ling.

    "It used to be there..." Bai Ling saw Jia Qingming's gaze, and seemed to read what he was thinking, "It is indeed that demon knife."

    Demon knife...?

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    "Hahaha" Miss Bai Ling held up the wine glass, which was clear and slightly golden wine. "Try it, Mr. Qingming, it's Xiao Hei's new cider!"

    During dinner, a few foodies gathered around the table, and a simple old-fashioned charcoal grill was set up next to it. This was also one of the treasures that came out of the "trash dump" on the second floor of the Tooting Pavilion. Bai Ling did not expect Bai Ling Although the young lady doesn't have a lot of practical ability to eat, she is quite researched... probably from the fact that she usually eats so much.

    The thinly sliced barbecue made a sizzling sound on the iron rack, and just listening to this sound could feel the oily smell. Pair with the dry ingredients or sesame sauce in a small bowl to form a strong taste.

    "I will clean up later?" Jia Qingming asked in pain, looking at the wine in the glass. In fact, he didn't drink often, because he lived alone since he was a child and spent most of his time working. Naturally, the time for dizzy simple enjoyment like drinking alcohol is pitiful.

    "Oh, oh!" Xiao Hei smashed his lips and pulled Raja Qingming's sleeves. "What do you want to do with so much?! Of course I have to drink good wine!"

    This is clearly the argument of a drunkard, right?!

    "Furthermore, the shelf life of cider is not long. It is a seasonal wine in autumn. It happens to be taken out when the season changes." Miss Bai Ling explained.

    Jia Qingming had no choice but to take a sip, although there was a strong sweet taste of apple, the aftertaste of alcohol made him so spicy that he couldn't help but breathe out his tongue.

    "Little devil, your drinking is only at the level of a girl in school!" After seeing his embarrassment, Xiao Hei couldn't help laughing.

    "Speaking of, does Xiao Hei still make wine?" Jia Qingming calmed down after eating two bites of barbecue.

    "Of course. After all, no one knows it. Good wine is not something you can buy casually. It can be met—not to be sought." Xiao Hei shook her head and looked pretty cute, as she poured herself another glass. Cider drinking, "Moreover, the wine sold outside in recent years has become more and more ugly! It's not fun at all!"

    "By the way, Mr. Qingming, I don't know what I explained..." Bai Ling asked suddenly.

    "Ah... that." Jia Qingming thought for a while and replied, "I went to see it, but... Zhuang Yan's mother said it was thrown away that day. It should have been thrown in a nearby trash can. Can be recycled."

    Bai Ling nodded, and said solemnly: "Also."

    What Miss Bai Ling said was to go to Senior Sister Zhuang Yan’s home to retrieve the part of Zhuang Zhou’s dream that was not burned that day.

    However, after discovering the unconscious Senior Sister Zhuang Yan and the burning incense, although the incense itself was identified and proved to be non-toxic and harmless, Zhuang Yan's mother still felt that it was an ominous thing, so just throw it away.

    There shouldn't be any problems with this treatment, right?

    Jia Qingming looked at Miss Bai Ling, her gaze met him, but she didn't say anything.

    ————

    At the same time, Shenting County International Hotel, the property of the Tower of Babel Group, is on the top floor.

    Only this presidential suite exists on the top floor. This is the highest place in Shenting County. Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the entire Shenting County like an eagle flying in the sky.

    This is undoubtedly the most luxurious place in Shenting County, and the only presidential suite. It is luxuriously decorated, but it is vacant all year-round. Even if the leader comes, it will not be arranged to stay here.

    It looks like a forgotten place.

    In fact, all the furnishings of this presidential suite are prepared and reserved according to someone's habits.

    Whenever you move in, you will feel as if you are back in your own home.

    The man sat on the leather sofa, looking at the unburnt incense stick placed on the coffee table in front of him...

    "Zhuang Zhoumeng? What a pity, such a good thing."

    (Fourth Story-Zhuang Zhoumeng-End)