Trafford’s Trading Club

As the saying goes, if you are tired in spring and tired in autumn, you will take a nap in summer. This habit seems to be suitable for monsters as well.

At this moment, the little butterfly demon stretched out and let out a comfortable sigh - the whole place is very nice, there are a lot of food suitable for you, there are many kinds, and if you change the same thing in one day, it will be enough to eat for a whole year. .

The only downside is that it requires a little attention during the day. Because during the day, there will be many human beings called "tourists" here.

This is actually the city’s botanical garden.

Ever since he was completely ignored by a terrifying boss and maid in the factory that day, the young monster was afraid that he would encounter something strange when he returned to the mountains and once again entered a state of homelessness.

The little butterfly demon turned into a butterfly body and flew in the night sky of the city. After an unknown amount of time, it smelled the fragrance of flowers and came to this place.

Grandpa Dryad said, either you stay away from humans, or you integrate into human society. Although the young butterfly demon feels very free in the mountains, it seems that she also hopes to see the outside world.

"But how do we integrate into human society..."

The little butterfly demon looked at the mulberry tree leaves above her head in confusion.

What Luo Pianying was holding in her hands at the moment was a small section of fresh, green and hard branches broken off from the tree. She was sucking on the broken end of one end and had been thinking about this problem for a whole day.

The milky white sap was quickly sucked clean. Luo Pianying subconsciously licked her tongue, then swallowed some of the branch, bit it gently, and rolled it with the tip of her tongue.

This delicious taste will appear again!

At this moment, Xiao Die Yao felt that his legs seemed to be rubbed by something, and there was a strange numbing feeling.

She looked down subconsciously, and what she saw was a green vine that was now squirming where she was sitting.

Eh? ? ?

Before she could react, the vines on the ground began to grow crazily, and soon wrapped around her legs and waist.

Wow! ! !

The little butterfly demon screamed in panic, its whole body was tired from the vines, and then it hung upside down on the tree.

Her hair hung straight down, and her gaze was completely reversed. Luo Pianqing tried to struggle a few times, but found that the more she struggled, the more violently she was tied up.

"Such a small monster..."

Suddenly, a pair of dark blue jeans appeared in his sight, straight, slender, and slender. Luo Pianqian didn't have time to think about it, her body had already been straightened by those vines.

Sassy short hair, large brown sunglasses, a simple blue and white striped T-shirt, and a high-purity demonic aura that was indifferent but made Luo Pianqing feel terrified in terms of quality.

"Sister, sister...who are you..." Luo Pianqian muttered in her throat.

This frighteningly pure and indifferent demonic energy made her instinctively fearful and her body became stiff. I am afraid that even without those entangled tree vines, it could have made her unable to move.

I don't know her age...but she at least looks like a young woman (a monster?) gently put down the brown sunglasses on her face, suddenly walked up to the little butterfly monster, reached out and gently pinched her chin, casually After fiddling with it for a moment, he said, "It turns out to be a small butterfly. Hmm... the golden-beaked swallowtail butterfly, it turns out it's not extinct yet?"

Xiaodie Yao's eyes tightened immediately... The woman's next sentence was: "It would be good to make it into a specimen."

"ah!"

Suddenly he started to tremble with fear. At least, the young little butterfly demon who is not familiar with the world still knows what the specimen is. There seemed to be a butterfly on the chopping board, sealed forever in the glass frame, in front of her eyes. Luo Pianqing turned pale with fright.

Unexpectedly, this woman, who exuded the frail and terrifying aura of a great demon, suddenly reached out and flicked her forehead, and suddenly chuckled: "I lied to you."

The tight vines suddenly loosened, and the little butterfly demon sat on the ground with weak feet.

"My name is Long Xiruo, what's yours?"

"Qianqing, Luo Pianqing."

…

…

"Sir, this is the paint you want."

Qin Chuyu has known since he was a child that he has a good memory and it is difficult to forget someone he has met once...perhaps it is a talent given by God.

It can even reach the point of photographic memory.

It's just that she doesn't like to show off her talent. She didn't tell anyone about her talent. In her whole life, she seemed to just love painting.

Guo Yushuo... If I remember correctly, this is the name of this guest.

"Ah, thank you."

Guo Yushuo, who was waiting, was looking at the works in the studio casually. At this time, he smiled and reached out to apply the paint that Qin Chuyu had installed.

Qin Chuyu suddenly smiled and said, "If the paint is completely dried, it will become difficult to clean."

Guo Yushuo was stunned, but Qin Chuyu pointed at the corners of his clothes and his wrists.

"Uh... when did you stick it on?" Guo Yushuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thanks for the reminder."

He was still thinking about his girlfriend at home, so he didn't plan to say anything more - even if in his opinion, the young female owner of the studio was a very high-quality woman.

My girlfriend has begun to become perfect...and I just love her, don't I?

"By the way, my husband's girlfriend seems to be very interested in painting. She used up all the paint from last time in just a few days."

"Well!" Guo Yushuo said with a proud look on his face: "She must have some talent, right? Next time, I will bring you her works for you to comment on!"

Qin Chuyu nodded. Although it would be better to receive special guidance for painting, rather than trying it out on your own, there is something a bit off-putting about saying such things.

Like sales, come and pay the tuition and take classes, that kind of thing.

After Guo Yushuo left with his things, a man walked in not long after and approached Qin Chuyu, "Miss, may I ask, what did the man just buy here?"

"Who are you?"

"Oh! That's right. I'm his colleague. I happened to see him passing by, so I planned to ask."

Although he felt quite strange, Qin Chuyu didn't say anything and said simply: "It's just some paint, nothing much."

The man was silent for a while, then suddenly muttered: "Paint? I remember he can't draw?"

"I think you bought it for your girlfriend, right?" Qin Chuyu stopped the topic here, "If you are a friend of the gentleman just now, you should ask him more clearly."

The man nodded and left the studio thoughtfully.

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…

Lying on the table was a naked corpse, which looked like it had been properly dissected.

Last time it was a laboratory of a pharmaceutical company, this time it was an autopsy room...

Although Boss Luo is not a timid person, he still felt relieved when he saw the maid wearing white rubber gloves and holding a scalpel stained with some liquid in her hand.

"It should be an ancient corpse refining method in the Nanyang region." Youye put the scalpel on the plate.

The corpse lying on this table was actually the one that was beaten from the factory a few days ago - since then, the monster's corpse has shown some disgusting signs of decay.

It's just that these pieces of corrupted and fallen flesh did not damage the monster's true origin - instead, it revealed its original appearance after being corrupted.

The spiritual master who should have been arrested and imprisoned earlier that time.

"How could this guy...become like this?" Luo Qiu frowned.

This time, the maid who also put on the uniform of a medical examiner without authorization said helplessly: "It was just a small matter at first, and I didn't want to let you worry about it, Master, but it seems that there are no mistakes."

Luo Qiu was stunned.

Youye told the story about the spiritual master, but omitted the matter of Black Soul No. 18, "Ghost King Tongtian planned to avenge his apprentice and seek death, but Youye had already solved him. But I didn't expect that he was actually there. Dead corpses were refined elsewhere. Refining this kind of corpse seems to require a special kind of insect, and it requires the heart of a living person to grow - I am afraid that Ghost King Tongtian happened to find the garage when he was looking for feed. Those guys who were lying down, that’s why they attacked directly.”

"It's enough to keep Uncle Ma and his gang busy." Luo Qiu shook his head.

This will probably end up being a mystery.

Luo Qiu looked at the crystal skull taken out from the body of the spiritual master, "Yang Taizi said last time that it would be used in exchange for the next chapter's skills. It turned out to be this thing."

It seems that I have a lot to do with bones today, right?

During the day, Professor Qin Fang was still processing another set of bones at his home—but who made this skull made of crystal?

Luo Qiu reached out and took the crystal skull in his hand, but it didn't look like the other skeleton he had touched during the day. Luo Qiu couldn't help but feel disappointed.

But he soon had a thought in his mind - if there is a skull, does it also have other parts?

A whole set of crystal bones or something?

At this time, Luo Qiu took his thoughts away from the crystal skull and glanced at You Ye, who was standing quietly beside him.

Seeing this silent man with his head slightly lowered, as if he had made a mistake and was waiting for punishment from his master, Luo Qiu could only say softly: "Take some time to clean up, shall we go back? Tonight... um, is vegetarian food okay? "

"Owner……"

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "You solved some troubles for me in a place I didn't know... If you still feel that you haven't done a good job and have to blame you, you probably won't be able to live a good life in the future. ?”

…

Half past eight in the evening.

While eating the vegetarian dishes carefully prepared by the maid, Luo Qiu had to stop. The maid, who seemed to be a little happier today, quickly picked up the napkin and carefully wiped the traces around Boss Luo's mouth.

Although this feels really good... But I feel that if I indulge in it like this, I will completely degenerate into a gangster. Boss Luo once again welcomes Guo Yushuo as a guest.

Well...the third time comes.