How Can My Hyakki Yagyo Be So Cute

A certain degree of alertness to strangers is a basic principle of life.

So in theory, Chen Tuwa should not agree to the party's invitation.

But the boy was keenly aware that the other party was not so easy to play.

Regardless of the others, the ability to make people fall asleep all at once is terrifying... at least Chen Tuwa couldn't cope with it consciously.

After thinking about it, the farmer’s child suddenly realized that even if he saw such an unscientific thing, he didn’t feel panicked. It seems that the female ghost in the sword had too much impact on him before, and the three views were a little completely broken. what……

"Wow!" The female ghost floated in front of the young man, waving her fist over the opponent's eyes in a threatening manner.

But the other party has no reaction at all-unless it is specially trained, people will subconsciously close their eyes when something comes close to their face at an extremely fast speed, but the young man does not even have such a reaction.

It seems that like ordinary people, this young man can't see the female ghost.

"What? I thought I met some Taoist practitioners, but it turned out to be just a half-hearted..."

The female ghost curled her lips in disappointment.

"What's wrong?" The young man asked curiously when he saw Chen Tuwa who was meditating.

"No, it's nothing." Chen Tuwa came back to her senses and shook her head, then revealed her iconic honest expression: "Why do you want me to have a drink?"

Seeing Chen Tuwa's deceptive expression again, the female ghost made an exaggerated vomiting action.

Naturally, Chen Tuwa ignored her again.

"If you have to say something, it should be some interest in the'something' in your bag."

With that said, the young man walked towards the milk tea shop on his own, seeming to have never considered the situation that Chen Tuwa would refuse.

Chen Tuwa hesitated for a while and followed suit.

The female ghost whispered in his ear when passing by the two gangsters who were still asleep.

"It's a sleepy bug... That guy can actually tame this kind of thing."

Sleepy bug? Does that kind of myth actually exist?

Chen Tuwa was a little surprised.

As if perceiving his surprise, the female ghost covered his eyes with translucent hands. As a result, through the female ghost's hands, Chen Tuwa also saw something similar to stick insects on the two gangsters’ ears. Creatures, half of that creature’s body has been inserted into the other’s ears, which makes people have a not very good association...

Tuwazi followed the man into the milk tea shop, ordered two cups of milk tea, and sat down in a secluded corner before the young man formally introduced himself.

"My name is Ding Yang, and I am considered half a cultivator at the moment." He knocked on the table with his right index finger. The straw on the table jumped up as if it was alive, and inserted it into the lid of the milk tea. It felt quite magical. .

It's just that the force of the straw is too strong, splashing the milk tea in the plastic soft cup everywhere.

"I don't know where the little brother inherited?" But Ding Yang seemed to be very satisfied with his hand and looked at Chen Tuwa with a smile.

If there wasn't a female ghost next to Ding Yang who criticized Ding Yang's useless hand, Chen Tuwa would probably be scared by his hand.

"I'm just an ordinary person."

Chen Tuwa scratched her head and continued to smile honestly, looking very sincere: "How can you be so good about Big Brother Ding."

"Ordinary people can't buy lottery tickets and win prizes."

Ding Yang laughed, and did not hesitate to expose Tuwazi's lies.

This made Chen Tuwa's heart tensed, and she instinctively hugged the mountaineering bag, thinking that the other party was also for the money.

This is the difference between high and low horizons.

Although Chen Tuwa was not stupid, after all, before meeting the female ghost, he was just an ordinary peasant child, let alone one hundred thousand yuan, even one thousand yuan was considered a huge sum of money for him. Therefore, he couldn't understand the mentality of a person like Ding Yang who didn't need money. He subconsciously thought that the other party was for a huge sum of money of 100,000.

"Haha, don't get me wrong, I am not interested in your money."

Ding Yang couldn't help but enjoy Chen Tuwa's reaction.

As a result, his words had a counterproductive effect, scared Chen Tuwa desperately to shrink back, trying to keep away from Ding Yang.

"Fuck, I'm not interested in your PY!" Ding Yang stunned, coughed dryly, and after letting his expression return to normal, he slowly said, "Little brother, what magic weapon should you have on you? Can you let me open my eyes, brother?"

magic weapon?

Tuwazi can only think of the ancient sword that the female ghost is boarding.

While he was still hesitant to take it out, he was still talking about it, but the female ghost who stabbed Ding Yang one by one from the hairstyle to the socks turned white (although it was originally white), and suddenly got into the belly of the table. .

"What's wrong?"

Chen Tuwa, who had never seen a female ghost in this way, couldn't help but feel a little curious.

At exactly this time, a new customer outside walked into the milk tea shop and attracted the attention of Chen Tuwa and Ding Yang.

The person here is a strange trio, two young people of the same age and a loli dwarf melon. Although the little girl is wearing a peaked cap, her hair color is rare blonde hair judging from her sideburns.

Later, Chen Tuwa noticed that one of the young people was carrying a long canvas bag on his back, and did not know what was in it.

What made him even more concerned was that after the three of them ordered their drinks and found a place to sit down, the number of people inexplicably increased by one.

The one extra person is similar to the female ghost, the color of the whole body is too light, with a feeling of pearly color, the whole person is translucent, and looks very strange.

The other party didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding it. If you listen carefully, you can clearly hear their conversation in Tuwazi.

"I said, it was obvious that the guy had blown the emperor's sword so badly before, didn't it happen that nothing happened these days?" One of the passerby-faced youths complained to the young man with the backpack: "I still have to go back to Jiangjin University. If you go to school, if you don’t have enough credits by that time, you will pay the tuition money for me!"

"Because Yuan Rongjian hasn't recovered, he can only determine a rough position, but he shouldn't run away in this city." The other young man could only smile.

"How can I find it in such a big city!" The face of a passerby with a subtle sparse hair is still very dissatisfied, lying on the table and muttering with little enthusiasm: "It's not a movie, how can it be so easy to run into each other. "

The cute little girl with blond hair ate the refreshment she didn't know when she ordered, and she didn't seem to be interested in the argument between the two in front of her.

"Emperor Sword?"

Tuwazi blinked.

It seems that the sword where the female ghost lives is called this name.