People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 32 Tengu swallowing the sun
"Thank you, Ms. Guan, this is my little favor."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

Guan Cai was a little helpless, and shirked the gift from the owner of the gallery.

"Hey? By the way, isn't this gallery the gallery of Mr. Mo Jingchun?"

Guan Cai asked curiously, and at the same time diverted the attention of the person in charge, and silently pushed the gift back.

"Ah...Mr. Mo went back to the countryside and said that there are weird things happening in the city now and it's too scary."

"I am his distant nephew Mo Pingping. I am temporarily in charge of this art gallery."

Mo Pingping, the owner of the gallery, smiled and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, looking at Guan Cai tenderly.

Guan Cai was uncomfortable with Mo Pingping's gaze, and got goosebumps all over her body.

Why is this big man so charming?

Too much art?

Guan Cai looked around awkwardly, and suddenly a painting on the wall caught her eye.

In the ink-and-wash style landscape painting, what occupies a large space is a pure white dog, driving away the group of demons.

"what is this?"

"Ah? This is an essay written by Mr. Mo's apprentice."

"Because the technique is not up to standard, but the painting is so interesting, Mr. Mo hung it here to warn the students - technique is more important than the idea in a painting."

Guan Cai carefully observed the painting, and the more she looked at it, the more puzzled she became. She didn't understand what was interesting.

She couldn't help but ask Mo Pingping.

"What's painted on here?"

"Hehe, this is actually a picture of "Erlang Searching Mountains." Mo Pingping shook his head helplessly, explaining to Guan Cai.

"This painting depicts Yang Jian, the second man of Guanjiangkou, searching and killing the monkey grandson of Shuilian Cave in Huaguo Mountain on the orders of the Jade Emperor."

"Huh? Then why is there no Yang Jian in this painting?"

When Mo Pingping heard Guan Cai's question, he burst out laughing.

"The interesting part lies in the original author's answer."

"He said, 'Yang Jian is going to fight Sun Wukong. A little monster like Monkey Monkey Sun, Roaring Sky Dog will do!'"

"At that time, Mr. Mo Jingchun was so angry that he pulled out his belt and gave that student a good meal."

"Oh……"

Guan Cai suddenly realized, and couldn't help smiling.

She remembered a joke she had seen.

The art teacher asked the student: "Why did you hand in a blank piece of paper?"

The student replied innocently: "The sheep I drew eat grass."

"Where's the grass?"

"Eat by sheep!"

"Where are the sheep?"

"Go home after eating grass."

Mo Pingping looked at the smiling Guan Cai, thought for a while, and raised his hand to take down the painting on the wall.

"Ms. Guan likes it, so take this painting away as a thank you gift from the gallery."

"This...isn't appropriate." Guan Cai hesitated, she really thought this painting was very interesting.

But I was afraid that the painting would be too expensive, so I didn't want to accept it.

Mo Pingping seemed to see Guan Cai's doubts, and explained.

"It's okay, this painting is only worth a piece of paper and ink, and it's just a student's random creation."

"OK then."

Guan Cai really liked this painting, especially the fun contained in it, which made her like it very much.

She couldn't help but think that after spending so much money on Brother Song, she should also burn something rich in art for him.

This painting is also pretty good, if I have a chance, I will show it to Brother Song.

Carefully holding the painting in her hand, Guan Cai said to Mo Pingping.

"It's getting late, Mr. Mo, we should go back."

"Everyone, go slowly."

Mo Pingping smiled and waved to Guan Cai, then closed the door of the gallery, and walked into the bamboo forest of the gallery step by step.

With every step he took, the expression on his face became stiffer.

His originally fair face seemed to be coated with a layer of stiff white powder, with lines stuck in it.

At the same time, a line of blood was drawn downward from his forehead, with granulation surging inside.

It seemed to be a mass of human-shaped flesh covered with ill-fitting human skin.

Mo Pingping was walking stiffly in the bamboo grove, when a soft moan came from a long time.

"That Guan Cai...is related to him?"

"Isn't that black dog beside him his favorite pet?" "Is it back?"

Without raising his head, Chen Jin asked Guan Cai who had just entered the door.

When Guan Cai returned to the polling bureau with the picture in her arms full of joy.

I saw Chen Jin wearing reading glasses and carefully checking the files.

During this period of time, there were too many weird things that the polling bureau eliminated and controlled, and it couldn't be sorted out in a short time.

Chen Jinchang sighed, thinking about when he would be able to retire.

Stretching, he suddenly found something in Guan Cai's hand.

"Then what?"

"Draw it, "Erlang Searching Mountains Picture"."

"This painting is very interesting. I plan to show it to Brother Song."

Chen Jin rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

This girl Guan Cai is good at everything, but she is a bit of a love brain, she burns everything down, really think it will be useful?
And the burning is getting more and more outrageous. He also knew last time that Guan Cai burned fighter jets, tanks and so on.

What, your man is going to rebel down there? !

Chen Jin was afraid that one day, Guan Cai would blow up the entire Linjiang City.

Taking off his reading glasses, Chen Jin seemed to think of something suddenly, and shouted at Guan Cai who trotted out.

"Don't run around tomorrow, let's go see Zhang Yun'an after get off work in the afternoon."

"I heard from the nurse that he is recovering well, let's see when he will be picked up to squeeze the labor force."

"it is good!"

Guan Cai took out a few stocks of Ming notes from the drawer, then ran out of the polling station in a puff of smoke, and got into Wang Yan's black car.

I have been looking for a remote and uninhabited place before stopping.

Guan Cai carefully counted a few bills and threw them into the drawn circle.

With the faint blue smoke floating up, Song Mo, who was eating in the weird world, lay down on the front in a daze.

Under the astonished gaze of Bai Rong's bald head, Song Zhong stuck his face in the job bowl.Bald Biao poked Bai Rong beside him, and asked curiously.

"Boss, do we eat as we please?"

"Just, how about hard work in the pot?"

Bai Rong on the side was trembling, he put down his chopsticks and ran away without eating any food!
According to his experience, every time the boss sleeps, it will rain money!

"Silly boy! If you don't want to be pressured by money again, hurry up and run!"

But Song Zhong, who was lying quietly on the dinner table, didn't know the reaction of Bai Rong and Bald Biao.

In the curling green smoke, he saw Guan Cai crouching down to burn the paper again.

"Brother Song, Brother Song, it's been a long time since I cooked anything for you."

"Look at this, isn't this painting interesting!"

"I went to an art gallery today to perform a mission. The director of the art gallery specially gave it to me to express his gratitude."

"This is a picture of Erlang searching the mountains, but it depicts a barking dog. Isn't it interesting..."

Following Guan Cai's whispering, Song Terminal silently looked at the ink painting, also amazed.

Song Mo couldn't help but began to look forward to what kind of inheritance this picture would bring to him when it was burned.

Or is there another picture of Xiaotiangou on his body?
Then Monkey King won't fight it...

In the next second, he woke up in a strange world.

When he opened his eyes, his face was covered with rice.

"Biaozi, Biaozi! Where are you?"

"Get me a towel!"

Song finally yelled for a long time, only to see the empty dining table, and the two heads lying on the door stretching out their heads to look at him.

It was Bai Rong and Bald Biao.

"What are you guys doing?" "Boss... it won't be raining money this time?"

"I'll give you a big bald head!"

Song Zhong rolled his eyes angrily and ignored the two living treasures.

Picking up the tablecloth to wipe off the rice all over his face, he began to carefully recall the new inheritance in his mind.

Unexpectedly, the picture of Erlang searching the mountains actually inherited a canine method-Tengu swallowing the sun.

Yes, with this method, the strength of hot pot can be improved a lot.

If Guan Cai encounters danger again in the future, Song Zhong may not need to take action. Hotpot can handle it on his own!

You must know that the god descending talisman is very difficult to refine, and I can't guarantee that Guan Cai will descend every time he encounters danger.

Song Zhong was thinking, and waved at the hot pot that was gnawing on his bones.

"Come on, hotpot, be good, daddy will teach you how to practice."

Song Mo held the hot pot in his arms and stroked his pure black hair.

While constantly stroking the hair of the hot pot.

Song Zhong slowly attached a trace of resentment, and passed the "Tiangou Swallowing the Sun" cultivation method to the hot pot.

And, let the hot pot devour all of his own power, even a part of the power of the four big bosses on his body.

In this cultivation method, the stronger and more devouring power, the greater the improvement for oneself.

The four big bosses, plus their own strength, as long as there is enough time, it will be difficult for Hot Pot not to be strong!

"Wang Woo!"

While Song Mo was feeding the hot pot with resentment, the hot pot seemed to feel that his body was gradually changing.

It couldn't help but reveal its soft belly, its dog eyes narrowed slightly, its expression seemed to be enjoying itself, and it spit out its bright red tongue.

Song Mo followed the method of "The Dog Swallows the Sun", at the moment when his own resentment filled the hot pot's body, he patted the hot pot dog's head lightly with his palm!
After Song Zhong's palm touched the hot pot's forehead, the already shiny black hair looked even more glossy.

At the same time, a mysterious and profound aura emanated from Hot Pot's body, and Hot Pot's eyes became very agile.

It seems that he has fully possessed his own sanity, and can even make various humanized expressions.

It worked!Song Mo fiddled with the hot pot back and forth in his hands, showing a satisfied smile.

This is just the beginning of "Tengu Swallowing the Sun".

From now on, as the hot pot is fed with resentment, it will gradually become more powerful!

It even reached the point of roaring sky dog ​​in "Fengshen Yanyi"!

After feeling Song Mo's thoughts, Hot Pot showed a humane smile to Song Mo.

Then with a light jump, he jumped to the side of its dog food bowl and gnawed on the bones obediently.

Bald Biao and Bai Rong, who were standing aside and watching, showed shocked expressions.

what happened?
Why did the boss just lick the hot pot, and the intensity of resentment on the hot pot increased a lot? !
From the original level of obsession, to now there is a faint aura of fierce level!

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't you want to eat?"

Song Zhong noticed the envious glances of Bai Rong and Bald Biao and asked with some confusion.

"Oh, oh...eat, let's eat."

Bai Rong and Bald Biao sat obediently at the dining table, pawing the rice in front of them again, but they were both a little absent-minded.

Especially the bald-headed Biao, after eating a few mouthfuls of rice, he asked Song Zhong flatteringly.

"Boss, you said you photographed my bald head every day, why didn't you give me the strength to photograph my bald head like a hot pot..."

"That's the way to sacrifice dogs, and you're not a dog, so you can beat your ass and beat your ass."

Song Mou didn't wear it, and said casually.

But he didn't expect what Bald Biao said next, which opened his eyes.

"Boss, in fact, I can be... Isn't it just a dog..."

Hearing this, Song Mo raised his head and looked at the bald man with his tongue sticking out, feeling a chill.

"Fuck off!" Real world, pollsters.

Guan Cai absently picked up the bucket of instant noodles. Her original favorite, Lao Tan Pickled Cabbage and Beef Noodles, could not arouse her interest.

She looked at the hot pot with dog food "hangchihangchi" at her feet, with helplessness in her eyes.

"The appetite for hot pot has become so big recently..."

Guan Cai muttered to himself.

After burning the paper yesterday, a mysterious aura suddenly appeared on the hotpot.

After that, the appetite for hot pot increased greatly.

Originally, one bowl of dog food was enough to solve a meal, but now it is not enough to eat three bags of dog food.

Moreover, he can even choose his favorite food in a humane way.

Like ice cream...

Looking at the hot pot with chicken-flavored "ice cream" in his mouth, Seki sighed.

If it weren't for the polling bureau, she might have been ruined by hot pot soon.

Just as she was thinking about it, Chen Jin suddenly pushed open the door and entered.

"Xiao Guan, are you ready to see Zhang Yun'an... what the hell? Why is there ice cream on the hot pot?!"

Surprised, Chen Jin walked around the hot pot twice, amazed.

But soon he let go of his attention to the hot pot. After all, after becoming a cunning, some abnormalities should be expected.

Chen Jin is used to this kind of thing, after all, there are more outrageous things.

For example, in Zuofang City next door, after an investigator became a monster, he began to like to eat Ollie.

That smell, that sourness... Tsk tsk.

Chen Jin quickly returned to his thoughts and said to Guan Cai.

"Let's go quickly, let's go see Zhang Yun'an, the inpatient department should prohibit visiting later."

"I wonder if that kid hooked up with any nurse in the hospital."

"I think back when I was in the hospital..."

"You are 57 this year."

Wang Yan, who was expressionless on the side, complained blankly.

"What's wrong with 57...57! I'm an old man, old man!"

"Hey, I have a bad temper, let's compare each other again, and I will pay for the car repair!"

Just as Chen Jin was gearing up, Guan Cai interrupted their conversation.

"Let's not talk about Uncle Chen, it's already eight o'clock in the evening, and I really can't get into the hospital any later."

Hearing this, Chen Jin had no choice but to give up, glared at Wang Yan, picked up the fruit basket, turned his head and walked out of the polling station.

Behind him, Guan Cai, Wang Yi and Hot Pot followed, while Wen Xin was obediently doing her homework in the polling bureau.

That's right!

In order to make up for Wen Xin's complete childhood, Guan Cai now assigns Wen Xin homework every day, so that she can have a good childhood!

Wang Yan drove fast, and the three of them and one dog soon arrived at the place where Zhang Yunan was hospitalized—the Second Hospital of Linjiang City.

Facing the night, Guan Cai and Chen Jin entered the inpatient building.

Wang Chuan and Hot Pot were waiting in the car.

One is that the relationship with Zhang Yunan is not good, and the other is because "pet dogs are not allowed inside".

Here, as soon as Guan Cai and Chen Jin entered the hospital, they were a little bit blind.

Since Zhang Yun'an was hospitalized, because the polling bureau was too busy, there was no time to visit him.

Apart from knowing that he was in ward "305" on the third floor, he didn't know anything else, and even where the inpatient department was, he searched for a long time.

"Uncle Chen, hurry up."

"The lights will be turned off immediately, and we will have to shut the door if it is later."

It is now 08:30 in the evening.

Normally, by nine o'clock, the nurses in the inpatient department will finish checking the room, and then lock the door to refuse visitors.

Nurses will arrange for patients to fall asleep during this time, which is a bit similar to the "lights out" measures for dormitories at night in some schools.

"Okay, really, why did you turn off the lights so early?"

Chen Jin felt a little regretful, he had a lot of grades, why were he running around at night?

(End of this chapter)