Sequence: The God Eater

Qin Siyang and the other two took a taxi back to the kindergarten.

To Qin Siyang's surprise, there was a wreath at the entrance of the kindergarten.

"Why, another child died suddenly in the kindergarten?"

Li Tianming said leisurely: "Your brain is not working well, and your eyes are not working well either? Didn't you see the words 'Qin Siyang forever' written on the elegiac couplet?"

"My wreath? Why is it in the kindergarten?"

Zhang Kuang explained: "Because you got the vine heart and the red crystal."

"Huh? What does it matter? I got these two things, and I can get the recognition of the parents of the kindergarten?"

"No. Because everyone knows that you are a newcomer with no roots. You are lucky to get these two treasures."

"So, many parents hope that their children will have such luck in the future. After hearing that you live in the kindergarten, they sent wreaths one after another, wanting to pray to your dead soul, so that you can bless their children to be smooth and prosperous."

Qin Siyang's mouth drooped, looking at the row of wreaths, and the mini wreaths sent in the name of the children under the big wreaths, he felt very uncomfortable.

"All the people who come to this kindergarten are from wealthy and powerful families. How can they be so feudal and superstitious?"

"Xiao Qin, based on my experience in the safe zone over the years, the richer the people, the more superstitious they are."

"Really?"

Zhang Kuang scratched his fluffy and messy hair again: "What do you think. Otherwise, how can an organization like the church grow and develop in the safe zone?"

Zhang Kuang took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"It's me. Take a few cleaning staff and collect all the wreaths outside the school."

"Well, I know there are wreaths sent by ministers and directors. Just take them away..."

"Don't worry, no one will be held accountable because the people they are mourning have returned alive."

"Well, that's it."

Zhang Kuang hung up the phone and led Qin Siyang and Li Tianming back into the kindergarten.

The door of the room where Qin Siyang and Li Tianming lived was also hung with white silk.

What's even more strange is that there are a bunch of wishing charms for praying to God on the white silk!

Qin Siyang picked up these wishing charms and read the contents one by one.

[Please bless Wang Zixuan to grow up smoothly, healthy and happy every day! ]

[Please pray that Xu Xiran can awaken a powerful sequence! ]

[Please ask Qin Siyang to share some luck with Zhou Yijie, so that he can have excellent grades in elementary school next year! ]

"Good guy, I have everything for health, sequence, and study. Do you really think I am the God of Fortune?!"

Qin Siyang tore off the mess and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Then he walked in with Li Tianming.

"Hey, I've been lying in the pit these days and haven't had a good rest. I have to sleep well... Where's my bed?!!"

Qin Siyang looked at the empty house. Only the five small beds that Li Tianming slept on were still there.

The beds he had slept on were all gone.

Zhang Kuang said, "The parents thought the bed you slept on was a blessing, so they gave you fifty silver coins..."

"Fifty people formed a group and took away all the beds!"

Li Tianming interrupted immediately, looking very distressed and regretful.

"Xiao Qin, you didn't see it. The scene was so hot that we couldn't stop it. Hey, now I think about it, I feel a little regretful. I wanted to leave you a relic but didn't!"

"I really cried and screamed, but they didn't listen! I was so angry that I almost fainted, and it was Lao Zhang who helped me back. Lao Zhang, am I right?"

Zhang Kuang glanced at Li Tianming, yawned, and pretended to know nothing.

Qin Siyang looked at Li Tianming, who was suddenly emotional, and scratched his neck. He always felt that something was wrong.

But considering that Lao Li had buried him with great fanfare, he didn't care about such details.

"Director Zhang, are there any other beds?"

"There are only ten beds in total, and there are only five left now, all of which are placed here."

Qin Siyang looked at the empty bedroom and asked, "There are only five beds in total, just enough for one person to lie down. How are the two of us going to sleep?"

"How have you been sleeping these days?"

"I have been sleeping on the floor these days."

"Then you continue to sleep on the floor."

"Old Li, listen to what you say, are you talking like a human being? I have had such a hard life outside, and I have survived a near-death experience and you want me to sleep on the floor?"

"Xiao Qin, I am already over 40 years old. If your parents were still alive, they would probably be only a few years older than me. You also understand the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young. Can you bear to let an old man like me sleep on the floor?"

"I think it's quite appropriate. Old Li, you have a hot temper, and sleeping on the floor is just right for you to relieve your heat."

After a debate.

In the end, the two decided that Qin Siyang would sleep on the bed on odd-numbered days, and Li Tianming would sleep on even-numbered days.

Zhang Kuang asked someone to bring a few mattresses over and put them on the floor to make a floor bed for the person who slept on the floor.

Zhang Kuang looked at the two of them with great disdain.

I always felt that Li Tianming's brain had become much duller after not seeing him for two years.

I guess he was infected by Qin Siyang.

Could it be that stupidity can also be transmitted through the air?

Today is an odd day, and Qin Siyang should sleep in bed.

He was really tired.

He threw the mat that Li Tianming had used on the bed aside, laid a new mat, and lay down to sleep without taking a shower.

Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang saw this and didn't bother them much, and went out together.

"Old Li, when will the Red Crystal meeting start?"

"We have to wait."

"What are you waiting for? Haven't we already talked to Zhao Longfei?"

"Wait for Wu Yu and the others."

"Old Wu and the others are coming?"

"Yes."

Zhang Kuang thought for a moment: "Is it because you established the contract today and took the initiative, so you notified them?"

"Yes. Let's see how many red crystals they plan to take, count how many we want in total, and then go to the negotiation table."

Zhang Kuang scratched his stubble: "I thought you were the only one who could make the red crystals."

"My brothers support me so much, and we have to do research together in the future, I can't let them down."

"Are you going to share your vine heart with them?"

"Of course."

"But you didn't say it at the seminar. If you had said it, those old friends from Zhongrong and Dongrong would definitely support you."

Li Tianming smiled: "My small temple can't accommodate so many monks."

"I have to pick and choose who can eat the same food and chant the same sutra as me."

Zhang Kuang nodded: "It seems that Ye Hongqing's matter has changed you a lot."

"Yes. Old Zhang, I have also implicated you over the years."

"There is no need to say this. Without you, I would have been killed by the church long ago. Who would know my name, Zhang Kuang?"

The two smiled and didn't continue the topic.

"Old Wu and his friends are kind people. It's reasonable for you to share the red crystal with them."

"But the question is, can you share it all? Others aside, Lu Daoxing is engaged in hunting weapons, and he has been thriving in the Dixing Research Institute in the past two years. His taste has long been cultivated. He must say that the more red crystals, the better. I guess he can eat the whole one if you give it to him."

"You really guessed it right. Old Lu received my call and asked me to leave him half of the red crystal."

"What did you say?"

"I let him sleep a little longer, so that he wouldn't talk in his sleep with his eyes open."