Half an hour later, the voice angrily interrupted Jin Qing, who had reached his 341st wish: "You're kidding me!"
Jin Qing's voice was full of surprise: "Didn't you tell me that no matter what your wish is, you can come true!"
After listening to Jin Qing's words, the two red fires instantly magnified in front of Jin Qing.
The voice was full of anger: "Greedy human beings, your soul is not enough to pay for your wishes, so..."
Jin Qing's eyes suddenly widened: "So you are going to default on your debt!"
The voice suddenly paused: something seemed not quite right.
As if to verify his idea, Jin Qing's palm moved slightly, and then a cold mace appeared in Jin Qing's hand.
The owner of the voice had bad intuition and turned around to run away, but saw that the mace in Jin Qing's hand had already been smashed down on the two red flames: "You liar." She hated people who deceived her feelings the most.
Does this thing know how many brain cells she lost in order to list those wishes?
With a scream, the red light disappeared, and the black fog that had previously enveloped Jin Qing gradually dissipated.
At the same time, a dark red bead appeared in front of Jin Qing. It shook up and down first, and then tried to escape.
Although he didn't know what it was, Jin Qing stuck out his hand and grabbed the bead in his hand, adhering to the spirit of Yan Guo plucking his hair.
But for some reason, after Jin Qing grabbed the bead, it penetrated directly into Jin Qing's body and disappeared without a trace.
Jin Qing: "..." Is this the legendary parasite?
Feeling that there was nothing abnormal about his body, Jin Qing no longer worried about the beads, but instead looked at the surrounding environment.
This is a small room of about sixteen square meters, and the room is very compactly arranged.
Next to the window is a bed of about 1.5 meters, with a simple fabric wardrobe at the end of the bed.
Next to the closet is a toilet, and side by side with the toilet is a small washstand.
At this time, there was a wooden board on the washstand, with some skin care products scattered on the wooden board.
Obviously, when not washing, this thing acts as a dressing table.
In another corner of the house, there is an old writing desk.
There were two small electric pots on the desk, and there was uneaten instant noodles in one of the pots.
There were broken eggshells thrown in the trash can next to the table, with names written on them in black pen.
After looking around, Jin Qing looked down at his feet again.
The items in the room are obviously very compact, but there is a small space in the center of the room.
What Jin Qing stepped on was a black six-pointed star, with a bright red circle drawn on the outermost edge of the six-pointed star.
Jin Qing squatted down, stretched out his hand and rubbed the circle: it was blood.
Hundreds of white candles are placed on the outermost edge of the circle.
Outside the candle is a circle of A4-sized mirrors.
At this time, these candles were clearly extinguished, and under the reflection of the mirror, they looked a bit sad.
Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at everything in front of him, and finally decided to put out the candles on the ground first.
Although the floor is covered with tiles and is not afraid of burning, Jin Qing always feels like a barbecue about to be put on the shelf when surrounded by so many candles...
Extinguishing the candles in the room one by one, the unpleasant smell instantly spread throughout the room.
At this moment, Jin Qing suddenly heard complaints coming from the outer room: "Is the witch tinkering with her things in the room again?"
"She is mentally ill, please ignore her."
"If you don't like living here, move out immediately. Don't occupy such a good room."
"She tinkers in the room every night, and the landlord is not afraid that she will set the house on fire."
"Don't mention the landlord, haven't you heard that she and the landlord..."
"Is it true? I didn't expect that a person who looks serious on weekdays can be so slutty secretly..."
Obviously, thanks to the voice just now, the thoughts of the people outside the room were successfully led astray.
Hearing everyone's voices getting weaker and weaker, Jin Qing raised her eyebrows and lay on the bed, telling 707: "Accept the plot."
She wanted to see what kind of plot could KO so many missionaries.
This is a counterattack mission in the modern world.
The client's name is Xiao Manyao, a senior social worker living in a first-tier city.
Xiao Manyao grew up in an orphanage. Although she had no father or mother, she relied on her unremitting efforts to get into a good university and finally became a Beijing beauty.
While in college, Xiao Manyao also met the person of his dreams.
The man's name was Shen Liang, and he was Xiao Manyao's classmate. He was gentle and considerate, and was very good at taking care of others.
It was Shen Liang's appearance that dragged Xiao Manyao out of his loneliness and isolation step by step.
The two even agreed to get married as soon as they graduate from college.
But beautiful dreams can never beat the cruel reality.
After graduating from college, a series of plans to find a job, buy a house, get married, and have children have been shattered when it comes to finding a job.
There are many famous schools in Kyoto and there are more outstanding students.
When they did not show any obvious advantages, high-paying jobs were simply out of reach for these two freshly graduated college students.
In desperation, the two of them could only lower their bodies lower, thinking that gold will always shine, and they must at least provide for food and clothing first.
So, the two rented the small single room closest to Xiao Manyao's unit.
It was said to be a small single room, but in fact the landlord divided the entire house into small spaces with plasterboards in order to rent it to these migrant workers.
These drywalls are not soundproof and are highly conductive.
Sometimes one person snores and everyone in the house can hear it.
But even for such a dilapidated house, it still costs 2,000 yuan a month.
During that time, Xiao Manyao and Shen Liang lay on the 1.5-meter small bed every night, thinking about a bright future.
They would even lie on the drywall, eavesdropping on the couple next door and guessing what the others had for dinner.
That was the happiest time in Xiao Manyao's heart.
Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that people's hearts can change.
Gradually, Shen Liang looked at her with colder and colder eyes.
She no longer cuddled up with her when sleeping. Shen Liang was forced to sleep on a small bed that was only 1.5 meters wide.
Xiao Manyao was not a fool. After realizing something was wrong, she began to quietly pay attention to Shen Liang's movements.
But what surprised her was that Shen Liang not only cheated on her, but the type of cheating could also be classified as "Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore."
At that moment, Xiao Manyao and Shen Liang looked at each other from a distance, neither of them spoke.
Since that day, Shen Liang never returned to the rental house and never contacted Xiao Manyao again.
The most direct impact of losing her boyfriend on Xiao Manyao was that she had no one to share the rent with.
In order to ensure that he would not end up living on the street, Xiao Manyao had no time to mourn his lost love, but began to look for more part-time jobs for himself.
