At this time, Su Zijun's voice came from the medical room, "Next, come in! Don't waste time!"
When the rat demon uncle heard this, he suddenly trembled all over and said subconsciously: "Well, I suddenly remembered that there are some things, so I won't have a physical examination today!"
The rat demon uncle was busy waving his hands while retreating. When he pushed back the back door, he opened the door and ran out as if he was running for his life without looking back.
"Huh? Uncle Rat Demon! Medicine! Anti-fetal medicine for Aunt Rat Demon! You won't take it!?" Luo Pianying's voice came from behind.
"Another day!" The rat demon uncle responded without knowing what he was saying.
The ghost dares to stay here longer... He has to draw a large tube of blood to live in peace. As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid that thieves will miss you. If there is a chance that your blood type is suitable for that monster's appetite,
If you become addicted to eating, then that’s okay!
This rat demon uncle doesn't think that his small body can support the food of a drought demon... even though this drought demon is only half bloodline.
…
…
"Dad is back!"
The rat demon returned home at night... It's not a big place, but it has been transformed into a very suitable place for living. Of course, it is just very suitable for the rat demon.
Because this place itself is a dark and humid basement, ordinary people may feel uncomfortable living there. But for the rat demons, it is the best living environment because underneath the basement are sewer pipes that connect the city in all directions.
The rat demon's wife had a big belly. She poured the rat demon a cup of tea and asked him to sit down. "Have you eaten? In the afternoon, I picked up some uneaten canned luncheon meat!"
"You have a big belly, so stop running around!" The rat demon uncle looked at his wife reproachfully... Even though he was like this, he couldn't hide the tenderness in his eyes.
At this moment, Uncle Rat Demon's group of children immediately pounced on him, and the whole family was enjoying themselves.
This would have been a great way to wash away a tiring day... Yes, it should have been.
However, the mood of the rat demon uncle has quietly changed.
"Dad! I want new toys!"
"Dad, Dad! Can I buy a new pencil case? This one has been used for more than a year..."
"Dad, dad..."
"Husband, the electricity bill this month is a bit too high..."
A feeling of powerlessness, similar to that of a middle-aged human man, began to spread over the rat demon uncle, causing him to sigh secretly.
Although rat demons are more suitable for surviving in cities... they are actually not much better than other demons. Originally, rat demons were timid by nature and had limited demon power, so they were always at the bottom of the demon clan.
This rat demon has always abided by Long Xiruo's rules and lived peacefully in this city. Although he could not make much money, the family of more than ten people was able to survive anyway.
However, Uncle Rat Demon has started to feel worried recently... not only because this family will soon have a new member, but also because the other children in this family have also begun to grow up.
Spending money is like running water... Uncle Rat Demon began to feel that his meager salary as a city plumber was somewhat beyond his means.
…
Even later, the rat demon uncle was tossing and turning in bed, feeling extremely irritable, so he put on his shoes and went out.
It's still raining outside, but for the rat demon, it doesn't cause any inconvenience to go out... because he uses the city's underground pipes.
Not long after, the rat demon uncle came to an old factory park in the city.
This place has been abandoned and many factories have been vacated. And not many people live in the various apartments built here in the early years.
The rat demon uncle walked familiarly among the many factory buildings, and then came to a place where all the doors and windows were closed, and he quickly knocked on the door several times.
The door opened soon after, and a boy with smoky makeup on his face and a slim figure appeared in front of the rat demon uncle.
What followed was a variety of noisy sounds, which directly vibrated the eardrums of the rat demon uncle.
Inside, the sound of music, psychedelic lights, and all kinds of messy smells filled the air. The rat demon uncle took a deep breath, then spit out a bead from his mouth and handed it to the boy's hand.
The boy with smoky makeup thought about the beads on his hand for a moment, and then smiled: "Welcome."
As if he couldn't wait any longer, the rat demon uncle walked in with his head lowered, feeling as if his nerves had suddenly relaxed a lot.
Listening to the loud music that seemed to shake the soul, the rat demon uncle felt as if he was enjoying a full-body massage. It felt as if his bones were beating with the rhythmic sounds.
Humans have places where they seek excitement and relaxation, and so do monsters.
So, here is...a place specifically for monsters to drink, chat and relieve stress: the Pure Land Bar.
Of course, the rat demon uncle doesn't come here often. After all, what is consumed here is not money, but the demon power. The bead he spat out before entering the door is the condensed thing of the demon power, which is the entrance fee here.
The environment in the city is not good, and accumulating demon power is more difficult for monsters than making money... So this is a place that a middle-aged rat demon uncle can only visit once a month or two.
The rat demon uncle walked towards the bar. He just planned to come here to drink. He didn't want to consume anything else here.
At this time, on the central dance floor of this paradise bar, I saw a very young woman swinging her body very wildly. Wearing hot pants and a small vest, accompanied by the fiery dance floor sound, every movement,
All are full of temptation.
Under the dance floor, some monsters who were slightly exposed due to their drunkenness were cheering even more heartlessly.
"A cup of salamander." The rat demon uncle sat down and looked away from the dance floor. He propped his hands on the bar and looked at the bartender, a guy who turned into a wild boar.
"Is this a new dancer? I've never seen her before. What's her background?"
"She?" the Wild Boar bartender said while pouring fiery red liquid into the cup: "She is not a dancer. Like you, she comes here to have fun. But I don't know where she comes from.
As a rule, we don’t ask where our guests are.”
"Yeah..." The rat demon uncle shrugged, and while drinking salamander wine, he narrowed his eyes and said in wonder: "But this girl is really hot!"
"How dare you, a coward like you, dare to make up your mind?" The Wild Boar bartender said disdainfully: "I'm not targeting you. Look below the dance floor. Eight out of ten people want to get her attention, but they all behave themselves.
Dare to look, but don’t dare to move!”
"Oh?" The rat demon uncle immediately stretched his neck. He likes to hear gossip.
The Wild Boar bartender came closer and said seriously: "I only know that she has only appeared in the past six months, and she has only been here once or twice... It's only the third time today. It's not surprising that you haven't met her before. But this girl
It’s not easy to mess with. Just last time, there was a reckless person who harassed others, but what happened to you after that?”
"What's wrong?"
The wild boar bartender suddenly placed an ice bucket under the bar in front of the rat demon uncle, and pointed at the ice cubes inside, "Here, it looks like this, it turned into ice cubes and broke into pieces when touched.
Scum!"
The rat demon uncle immediately shrank his neck. He was at the bottom of the hierarchy with low demon power. When he heard about such a sharp foreign monster, he naturally had many scruples, "It was frozen into ice... what kind of demon is it?"
The Wild Boar bartender shrugged and said, "I don't know, but I heard that she seems to be called Pear."
The rat demon uncle nodded, wrote down his name, and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he lowered his head and started his real purpose of coming here: to be a demon and Mengjiu.
"Continued Cup!"
It had only been about ten minutes, but the rat demon uncle was already a little tipsy and had already finished the five glasses of salamander wine in front of him.
"I think you seem to have something on your mind?" The Wild Boar bartender asked curiously while wiping the glass.
The rat demon uncle raised his head and gave a smile, burped and said, "You... you don't understand, you don't understand... you don't understand..."
"Tell me and listen."
The rat demon uncle shook his head and said: "I, let me ask you a question. You said... hiccup... you said, is there any way to quickly, safely, and not break... break Master Long's rules and make a lot of money?
The money of...?"
The bartender suddenly approached and whispered: "There are many ways to make money quickly and safely, but there are not many ways to avoid breaking Master Long's rules."
The rat demon uncle was stunned and said drunkenly: "Not much...how much is it?"
The wild boar bartender looked around mysteriously and whispered: "Then it depends on you, whether you have the guts!" (To be continued.)
