I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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Walking in this mist, Song Shihui moved forward firmly.

Because only going forward is the way to survive.

Everything else is a dead end!

He is very sensitive to sound.

Including infrasound and ultrasound!

At this moment, in this quiet fog, in Song Shihui's ears, there was actually a howling of countless monsters, and the air was full of whispers of sound waves from various bands.

Only in the front, where the light came from.

All the whispers and howlings are all reduced to nothingness.

Very peaceful and peaceful.

but……

Song Shihui looked there, and he understood that this might just be an illusion.

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Lingping leaned back on the chair and looked at the pictures in the hand letter that my aunt had just sent.

The sea, seabirds, cruise ships...

In the distant waves, you can vaguely see the huge figure of humpback whale.

"It's so beautiful..." Lingping praised the giant whale in the ocean.

He has liked whales, billowing...

Although I have never seen it before, I just love it!

unfortunately……

This kind of love is not enough to make him leave this comfortable home and run to the sea.

It is even more impossible for him to cross the ocean stupidly and go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty and Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Too much trouble!

So, he tapped on the phone: Auntie... Next time you find a whale, remember to take a full shot!

Photos are great.

No need to go so far to watch whales!

Putting down the phone, Lingping turned around, and found that the streets were foggy again at some unknown time.

The hazy fog, across the glass door, looked a little bit infiltrating.

It feels a bit like a scene in a horror movie.

"Um..." He scratched his head and spit out: "The weather in this city..."

"In my opinion, if this goes on, Jiang Chengcheng will simply call the fog!"

After voicing, he stood up and planned to close the door.

When he walked to the door and just pulled the rolling shutter, Ling Ping'an heard footsteps outside.

He stopped closing the door and looked over.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat and an old-style top hat coming out of the thick fog.

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Through the fog, Song Shihui walked to the place where the light flickered.

As Situ He described, the fog suddenly became thinner near the light source.

This means that he has entered the territory of the bookstore owner.

His real place.

This is the so-called "domain".

Domain is a concept born as the first ancient god awakens after the aura is revived.

It is the product of the distortion of the divine power of the gods.

In the domain, the resurrected gods are almost omniscient and omnipotent.

The domain is also regarded as the core territory of a god, and there is unpredictable danger in entering without permission.

Therefore, Song Shihui couldn't help but stop.

He looked at the bookstore in front of him.

The orange light was reflected from a plain glass door.

The light and shadow flickered, and a shadow appeared behind the door, pulling his hand on the door as if he was about to close it.

Seeing that shadow, Song Shihui felt it, and the notes that had been suppressing his own, began to show signs of distraction.

This shocked him!

Fortunately, before coming, he had already done his homework, knowing that the bookstore owner had already known that he would arrive at this moment, but now, he happened to appear at the door and acted to close the door.

Song Shihui immediately understood the other party's intentions.

This is beating him: I actually don't really want to meet an ant like you...

I am also showing my own strength: if I see it, I just show you my shadow, you will be forever... if you offend me... hehehe

However, his hand just happened to be placed on the rolling shutter when he arrived.

so……

Song Shihui sighed.

The description of think tanks is indeed correct.

This is an arrogant ancient god!

His arrogance is reflected in every aspect.

With a light sigh, Song Shihui immediately arched his hands and said, "The store, is it still open if unknown?"

Listening to the person behind the door, he opened the glass door.

A head shrouded in mist appeared before his eyes.

In the mist, two streams of fire lighted up quietly in the eye sockets, and under the thin cheap lenses, they rose up like stars.

And under the head, there is an extremely thin body.

Wearing common clothes and trousers, a pair of cloth slippers on the feet look like they are newly bought, and the labels on the shoes have not been cut off.

An easy-going voice came out from the mist: "Guest...I am just about to close the door here..."

"Come in!" He said.

Song Shihui's eyelids twitched.

Just about to close?

Sure enough... Tsundere!

Countless evidences have proved his omniscience and omnipotence.

Not only the black guard knew this, but he also knew it.

So, this is a typical pick.

It is a typical arrogant attitude!

Song Shihui could hear the meaning of the words.

It’s nothing more than: Don’t get me wrong, I’m not targeting you...

The sentence "please come in" that followed immediately exposed this mentality: I did it on purpose!

Thinking of this, Song Shihui quickly said, "Thank you, your Excellency!"

Of course thank you!

Not only want to thank, but also get a good attitude!

otherwise……

I'm afraid he will start to get angry with Yin and Yang.

Or even kick yourself out!

Fortunately, Song Shihui has been used to seeing all kinds of people in Southern Zhou over the years.

Therefore, he does not care about these things.

So cheeky, walked in.

As soon as he walked in, Song Shihui noticed that this bookstore was unusual.

The first is the interior of the bookstore. Almost all the furnishings are visited in accordance with a rule that is more precise and strict than the golden section.

Even every tile and board on the floor is the same!

And at the forefront, a deep and silent abyss is slowly rotating.

There is a bituminous liquid, slowly flowing with the rotation.

Deep in the abyss, inside the abyss of nothingness, darkness, and no light.

The countless scarlet evil pupils opened and closed consciously according to a certain pattern.

Song Shihui didn't dare to look again after just taking a look.

He quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the bookstore owner in front of him, the ancient god.

Looking at the two points of fire in his eye sockets, Song Shihui immediately bowed his hands: "Your Excellency, your bookstore is really exquisite..."

"Are you all set up here?"

This is both to flatter and to inquire about more information.

In Song Shihui, this arrogant ancient god would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity to show off!

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Lingping listened to the guests in front of him, but he didn't understand too much.

"Delicate?" He thought, and looked at his bookstore again. He couldn't feel any exquisite places, it was nothing more than a little cleaner and neater.

"So... business blows?"

He smiled, and said: "This is just a casual display, not worth mentioning..."

He chuckled and looked at the guest.

The windbreaker that this guest is wearing is very unique, and it seems to be handmade?

Because Lingping saw a lot of thread ends and obvious traces of needlework.

You need to know that anti-industry is popular these days!

Everything is expensive by hand.

For example, if the same piece of cloth is woven by hand, the price is several times more expensive than machine cloth.

And obviously...In fact, industrial products are more beautiful, stronger, and more advanced.

But many people just like it or are willing to spend money to pursue it.

Such people are called petty bourgeoisie!

The petty bourgeoisie is the best leek in the eyes of capital.

Because they are the perfect example of consumerism!

Thinking of this, the smile on Lingping's face could no longer hide.

"Guest..." He immediately became enthusiastic: "Please sit down..."

After speaking, he already picked up the tea cup, ran to the counter drawer, twisted out a little tea, and walked to the water dispenser.

Song Shihui looked at the sudden change of attitude of the ancient god.

He thought to himself: "Sure enough... sure enough..."

The most arrogant person is that others follow him and follow him.

It is best to flatter quietly.

This is their most popular.

Even the three emperors who founded the federal empire, the most enlightened emperor throughout the ages, are the same.

So he understood that the other party was using such a move to imply that he and the entire black guard: You must listen to me!It's good to listen to me!

This made Song Shihui couldn't help but think of the'Hua Yuan Warrior' plan drawn up by his own think tank.

unfortunately……

After thinking about it, he knew that the plan was not reliable!

because……

This one is not only arrogant, but also moody, turning his face against people!

If you accidentally slapped the flattery on the horse's leg, it will be difficult to clean up.

Heiyiwei does not pursue immediate gains.

The black guard only seeks long-term stability.

Therefore, even if the Huayuan Warrior's plan had huge benefits, the black guard would definitely not adopt it.

When thinking like this, the ancient god already took a cup of tea and handed it over: "Guest, please have tea..."

Song Shihui looked at the cup of tea being handed over.

The golden yellow tea was boiling gurglingly.

The strong psychic energy made him excited.

He understood that just this cup of tea might reduce his penance by three years!

"Thanks!" He quickly thanked.

Lingping took the opportunity to look carefully at the leek that was delivered to the door.

He looks like forty-four-five.

The whole body is clean and tidy.

There seemed to be something in the pocket of the windbreaker.

Upon closer inspection, Lingping recognized it.

That is a musical instrument.

exhausted!

"Sure enough, it is a petty bourgeoisie!" Ling Ping'an was even more sure of his own thoughts.

This thing is a very old musical instrument.

There are not many people who can play now. If they can play, there will be even less. Play the subtle...

Looks like this kind of people are all guests at various music universities.

Moreover, any one is a master!

and so……

Ling'an guessed that this was probably a rich man who had money in his pocket and started chasing something different.

He should be a middle class or above Internet upstart or... an executive in the financial field!

Only such people have the idle time and resources to play with such hobbies.

The general public, where do you have the patience and funds to play these?

Thinking about it this way, Lingping's heart became hot!