Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Hardcore physics!

At this time, Lian Qiao suddenly thought that according to the setting of this copy, the Dharma is absolutely lethal to ghosts, so the curse on Little Apple could not be lifted, is it because their hearts are not sincere, Insufficient power?

What if I change to a real monk to chant sutras?

But this monk still has to use it, this is the only one here—

Magic attack!

…Is this monk considered physics or magic? He was a little confused.

No matter what, let’s brush up on the favor first.

Lian Qiao raised his head and smiled heartily at the monk: "Brother, are you looking for work too?"

The monk turned around after hearing this. Sword eyebrows and star eyes, full of energy. As the saying goes, a small flat head is the only criterion for testing a handsome guy. In fact, a bald head has higher requirements for appearance. It's not just about the face, but also the shape of the head.

This monk's head is very good, round, like a peeled egg.

Lian Qiao felt inexplicably familiar when he saw this egg head. But looking closely at the monk's face, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

There was a lump of paste in my mind, hard to paste on the answer. It felt very uncomfortable, like staying up all night and reciting books all night. When I entered the examination room the next day, I looked at the test paper and clearly remembered that I had memorized it, but I just couldn’t remember it.

The monk also looked him up and down. Just when Lian Qiao thought that the monk was going to recognize his relatives, the monk's eyes lit up, he took his hands and said expectantly, "Donor! Do you have any money! The poor monk is about to starve to death!"

…Isn’t this still for alms? !

Lian Qiao felt a little disgusted by being touched by a strange monk, so he pulled his hand out a little bit and said angrily: "To tell you the truth, I am also looking for a job... Hey wait?"

He suddenly realized that the monk's affectionate eyes were filled with a familiar emotion.

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up!

Lian Qiao finally reacted: "You are also a player?!"

Monk: "Hmm!"

Lian Qiao was stunned for a moment. Are there still players out there? how is this possible!

He was about to ask how the monk survived the orphanage period when the owner of the snack bar just came out of the kitchen and asked, "Who? ?"

The monk pushed Lian Qiao away instantly and raised his hand high: "I am me! The boss is me!"

Lian Qiao: "..." The love of fellow countrymen!

He staggered a few times before he stood still, thinking that you are not benevolent and don’t blame me for being unrighteous. He jumped past the monk with a cat's waist, flashed in front of the boss, and said pitifully: "Boss, I also came to find work. I came to work from another place. You saw it yesterday, and I still have With a seven-year-old. I need this job more than he does!"

Lian Qiao was born with a baby face. At this time, in order to keep working hard, the actor's upper body was blushing. Seeing that he was so pitiful at such a young age, the boss thought of the pink and jade-carved child he saw yesterday, and instantly softened his heart, and announced on the spot that the job belonged to him.

The monk didn't want to fight, he turned around and left.

Before taking a few steps, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Hey, why did I forget, I'm still a monk!" Immediately, he turned back and asked with anticipation, "Boss, you Do you have any legal work to do at home?"

Boss: "…"

Lian Qiao: "..." Can you monks still do business like this?

This is simply not human words, the boss got angry on the spot, and angrily grabbed the monk's collar to settle accounts with him. The monk was quick to admit his mistake, and the crowd bowed and recited the Buddha's name at the boss. After finally being forgiven by the boss, the monk left the snack bar and left a sincere sentence before leaving:

"Find me anytime if you need anything in the future!"

The boss was so angry that he picked up the rolling pin and chased out.

Lian Qiao thought to himself that this monk is really doing nothing, and he was the first place in the fire. But the monk thing can be put aside for a while, the most important thing now is to make money.

Honeysuckle entered the school and was not allowed to leave in the middle of the school, until 4:30 in the afternoon. The snack bar is just opposite XX Primary School. Except for the stationery store next to the school gate, there is no place closer to Honeysuckle than here.

Lian Qiao had honeysuckle in mind and spent a whole day in worry.

The owner of the snack bar is a good man, he gives money easily and cares about his life. From chatting with the boss, he learned that XX Primary School was a public school that could not go down. It set up three classes: experimental class, ordinary class, and district class. The best teachers are naturally concentrated in the experimental class, and children like Ren Dong, who are directly assigned to school according to the school district, can enter the ordinary class if their parents spend money on it, otherwise they can only hang around in the district class. .

Therefore, there is a bad atmosphere in the school, that is, there is a chain of contempt between each other. The experimental class looked down on the ordinary class, thinking that they were all scumbags. The ordinary class looked down on the district class, and felt that the parents of the district class were all migrant workers without money and power. On the other hand, the district class shows a polarization of contempt and yearning for the experimental class. On the one hand, they feel that they are all nerds who can only learn, on the other hand, they are secretly envious, thinking that they will definitely be promoted to key middle schools in the future.

That was the educational model of that era. Although they talk about quality education, they are actually fighting for grades and teaching resources. As a result, not only parents and teachers compete with each other in the school, but even children who have not yet been deeply involved in the world have also learned the bad habits of adults.

The daughter of the owner of the snack bar is also studying at XX Primary School. She is already in the sixth grade and is preparing for the entrance exam.

Seeing that school time was approaching, even Joe was not thinking about chatting, but he subconsciously took what the boss said in his heart. If you play RPG too much, you will develop this habit. You are good at capturing clues in NPC's lines. Maybe what hidden information will be obtained and what hidden tasks will be triggered?

As soon as school ends, the snack bar welcomes a lot of business. The boss's daughter is already old and can go back to the shop to help after school. Lian Qiao now has time to pick up Ren Dong.

During the peak hours of school, the gate of XX Primary School was crowded with people, and there was a lot of traffic. Lian Qiao felt that he was drowning in a sea of ​​people, afraid that Ren Dong would not be able to find him, so he tried his best to drill forward and squeezed hard into the school.

Seeing the crowd, the school security hurried up to maintain order and drive Lian Qiao out. Groups of elementary school students came out of the teaching building, and even Qiao's sight was swept back and forth like a machine gun, and he saw his precious honeysuckle at a glance.

Alas, who made their honeysuckle stand out from the wind at such a young age, stand out from the crowd, graceful, independent, and immortal-like temperament, which can be compared to those primary school chickens around!

"Um..." Little Honeysuckle looked him up and down, seeing that he was wearing an apron and two large flower sleeves on his arms, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you going?"

Lian Qiao smiled and said: "I work in the snack bar across the street. I found a house, we don't need to live in a hotel!" He reached out to pick up his schoolbag.

"...Oh." Lian Qiao went to hold his hand, "Then we..."

However, Honeysuckle avoided him again, her face flushed slightly: "Don't, don't hold hands..."

Lian Qiao was stunned for a while, only thinking that he was embarrassed to be intimate with him at school, he smiled and rubbed his hair: "Okay. I'll show you our new home. "

Even Qiao Songsong took his shoulders. This time, Ren Dong didn't dodge any more, just bit his lip secretly, a thought flashed in his eyes.

Just walking out of the school gate, Ren Dong suddenly said: "I want to go to the stationery store to see."

Lian Qiao didn't say a word, turned his head and turned into the stationery store. At this time, the stationery store was already crowded with children, and business was terribly good. This is a stationery store. In fact, there are all kinds of toys and snacks in the store, and the varieties in the store are updated quickly, so it is full of great attraction for children. They have to visit every day after school.

Lian Qiao thought to herself: Honeysuckle may have liked to stay in this kind of small shop when she was a child, but there was no pocket money at that time, so she could only watch it and not buy it. As soon as he thought about it, his heart softened and hurt, so he touched Xiao Rendong's head and said, "Just say what you want to buy, I'm rich."

"Hmm..." Little Honeysuckle replied absentmindedly, her black eyes rolled, searching for something on the shelves.

Soon, he pointed to the shelf and said, "I want a pair of gloves."

…gloves?

Lian Qiao was surprised.

Honeysuckle is not afraid of cold, in the outside world, no matter how cold it is, he does not wear gloves. Why do I suddenly remember to buy gloves now?

Is it... a coquette?

"Buy, buy, buy!" Lian Qiao took out the money neatly, and immediately bought the most expensive plush glove hat in the store.

"No..." Honeysuckle wanted to say that she didn't need to buy such a good one, but looking at Lian Qiao's implicit expectation, her face blushed inexplicably, and she couldn't say what she refused.

The accommodation provided by the owner of the snack bar is on the second floor of the snack bar. Lian Qiao asked Xiao Rendong to go upstairs to rest first, and then went downstairs to help the boss cook. After finally getting through the peak period of school, Lian Qiao was already sweating profusely. The two simply ate something and began to carry out today's ideological and moral tasks:

Walk with mom and dad after dinner.

Lian Qiao is very used to being an old father. It was winter now, and one big and one small was walking along the road, and saw the white mist oozing out of his mouth steaming up in the night sky.

The street lights are yellow, and the two shadows, one large and one small, are drawn very long.

Because of the close proximity, the howling north wind became less cold.

They have already surveyed the whole street yesterday, so I didn't have the thought of investigating today, I was really just walking. After entering the dungeon, I have been cautious and cautious, and this kind of relaxed and lazy mood seems to have been gone for a long time.

Both felt incredibly relaxed. There is a strange and nostalgic tenderness in the big hand holding the small hand.

Walking, a strange singing voice suddenly came from a distance. The singing was high-pitched for a while, and low-pitched for a while, and it was a bit cadenced when listening carefully.

The two squinted and looked into the distance. I saw a group of people around the corner, and the singing came from the crowd.

When I got closer, I was suddenly blinded.

I saw a bright human head under the bright street lamp. Of course, the head is not hanging out of thin air, and there is a bright yellow monk's robe underneath.

The tall and mighty monk held the broken porcelain bowl in one hand, and quickly clicked and clicked on the phone with the thumb of the other hand. He murmured in his mouth: "Wait, wait, I found it right away... Hey, there it is!"

Honeysuckle: "…" This is a familiar scene.

Lian Qiao: "..." His phone still has power!