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217 , Ninja Transformation, Nothing Gained

Qiu Xiaoye and Yuan Ya looked at each other for only a few seconds, and then they returned to their dining table.

After a while, the conductor brought food to them tremblingly.

The waiter didn't even dare to look at Qiu Xiaoye now, for fear that if he was not careful, he would annoy this legendary demon.

According to urban legend, this Qiu Xiaoye is an extremely terrifying ghost slayer. Whenever he sees a ghost that is not going his way, he will hide behind and secretly fire a sniper, then drag it into the alley and chop it up. It was smashed into pieces all over the place, and then burned with a fire. The scene was extremely bloody.

So now the ghosts will swear and swear: If I lie, let me go out and meet Qiu Xiaoye!

So when this legendary "Corpse Butcher" appeared, everyone was afraid. In the eyes of ordinary humans, he was a notorious terrorist.

In the eyes of ghosts, this is an unscrupulous and insane human demon.

After serving the food, the conductor ran away in a panic, Qiu Xiaoye and the others didn't bother to pay attention, and ate on their own.

Qiu Xiaoye and Qiu Xiaolu, ordered some desserts, and fish steaks with dipping sauce. Mo Zhibai was still the same, strictly obeying the precepts of a monk, and ordered a plate of boiled vegetables without any taste.

And the most exaggerated one was [Geng], who not only ordered all kinds of steak soup, but also ordered a bottle of expensive red wine.

As soon as the wine was served, [Geng] quickly poured himself a glass, and muttered to the glass of light red wine: "Ninja method: the art of transforming into a pervert!"

"Ah?" Qiu Xiaoye was taken aback.

Seeing [Geng]'s eyes, he suddenly became obscene, his mouth tilted upwards slightly, showing an obscene smile.

Qiu Xiaoye was so frightened that he quickly covered his body and said, "Hey! What do you want to do? Don't have any unreasonable thoughts about me!"

[Geng] rolled his eyes frivolously, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm only interested in cute girls!"

As he spoke, he stood up and slowly walked towards the dining table where Yuan Ya was with the red wine in his hand.

Seeing [Geng]'s movements, Qiu Xiaoye immediately guessed what he wanted to do.

"Beast! Beast!" Qiu Xiaoye clenched his fists and cursed secretly: "I am filled with righteous indignation for this kind of behavior!"

Qiu Xiaolu rolled his eyes at him: "I think you are very envious."

"Hey!" Qiu Xiaoye said helplessly, "That's a cute girl! Who in this world can resist the temptation of a cute girl?"

At this moment, [Geng] had already walked in front of Yuan Ya and the others' dining table, he looked at Yuan Ya with his squinting eyes, then bent down pretending to be a gentleman, and said: "Miss, next time It's an artist whose stage name is Murong Qingfeng, may I know your beautiful name?"

This is the first time that the original bud has grown so big.

After all, the men I met in the past, the first second they saw her, would immediately lower their heads and call out respectfully: "Princess Yuanya."

It was the first time Yuan Ya met a guy like this "Murong Qingfeng" who was staring at him all the time, and this guy seemed to be the companion of that ghost slayer Qiu Xiaoye.

At this moment, Yuan Ya was a little confused, so he had to answer reflexively: "My name is Yuan Ya."

"Yuan Ya, what a beautiful name, I want to write a poem for you." [Geng]'s tone of voice became extremely greasy.

Cheng Guhao, who was sitting on the side, had already begun to feel disgusted, and stopped in front of his body holding the knife. When he raised his head, two sharp eyes pierced directly at [Geng].

[Geng] My heart suddenly brightened, and I immediately had the idea of ​​running away.

He felt that if he stayed like this any longer, the knife in this guy's hand would come towards his neck.

At this time, Lu Tian also smacked his lips, and said in a rough voice: "If you don't get lost, I'll just throw a bucket of noodles on your face!"

Facing these two villains, [Geng] felt that he really couldn't afford to offend, so he had to leave in despair.

Lu Tian gave a disdainful smile: "Cut, you bitch, chirping guy, he also came out to imitate others in picking up girls."

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[Geng] returned to the seat, the temperament of the pervert suddenly disappeared, and the whole person became depressed. With his hand on his chin, he said sadly: "My ninja failed, it is so sad, my The transformation technique just failed!"

Qiu Xiaoye asked curiously: "Why, nothing gained?"

[Geng] said: "I knew that girl was called Yuan Ya."

"How old?" Qiu Xiaoye asked with interest.

[Geng] shook his head: "I can't tell, her skirt is too thick, I can't see it visually."

"I'm asking about age!" Qiu Xiaoye gave [Geng] a blank look: "Can you hurry out of your satyr role?"

[Geng] curled his lips: "I don't know, I was kicked back before I had time to ask my age."

"That's a pity, maybe she is already an adult, but her development is relatively slow." Qiu Xiaoye began to fantasize.

Qiu Xiaolu on the side couldn't stand it any longer: "Hey, that's enough for the two of you, the smell is almost the same." As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Zhibai: "Monk, don't you want to save the perishing world? These two old perverts are right in front of you, why don't you save them?"

However, Mo Zhibai just squeezed Liuzhu lightly, and shook his head slowly: "No, I have detected Brother Qiu's consciousness, his mind is too complicated, and I can't save it."

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While a few people were talking, a little old man suddenly walked into the dining car.

His appearance and attire were very familiar. He was the guy who ran into Qiu Xiaoye in a hurry when he got into the car.

The little old man held a violin in his hand, and as soon as he got into the car, he spoke to everyone excitedly in a hoarse voice:

"Well, friends."

"I am a famous violinist in Feng City. My name is Lalati. Just now, I have used my violin to play a piece for the guests in the carriage. The beautiful influence of art."

"So now, I'm here to present my special repertoire for everyone. I hope that after listening to my performance, everyone will have a wonderful experience in the next journey."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the dining car looked at Lalati expectantly.

Under everyone's attention, Lalati lightly placed the bowstring on the violin, and then slowly played a note.

A sharp cry was heard,

It was like a rooster suffering from a bad cold. After his throat was scalded by the poker, he stepped on a nail and let out a mournful cry——