Attack Stream of Life

    Not long after he hung up the lantern and opened for business, a clerk in the office came with a beautiful but strange antique doll. The hair seems to be made by grafting human hair, the small mouth is smiling, and the black glazed eyes look at him without substance.

    Qingchuan saw a cute little girl sleeping in the body of the antique doll, wrapped in a teardrop-shaped gem, like a little elf, with pale golden light all over her body, she felt at ease Asleep.

    "Strange, it's obviously the breath of life, why do I feel... bloody?"

    "Boss, do me a favor." The clerk is not Qingchuan's contractor, but he is used to calling him boss along with others.

    "Is it about this doll?" The office sometimes finds him in trouble, Qingchuan is used to it.

    The clerk took out the antique doll and put it on the counter, "This doll was brought back by a businessman when he went out to play, and a strange soul lives in it. Since he brought the antique doll back, Strange things have been happening at home. Because it couldn't be solved, it came to us."

    Qing Chuan put on gloves and picked up the antique doll to observe carefully, "Well, continue."

    This antique doll is not an ordinary doll, but a doll made of children's hair and wood in order to commemorate the deceased baby of those families who lost their children. Is this little soul the owner of this doll's hair?

    "It seems to have some strange power on it. Usually it is in a deep sleep state, but it wakes up at about this time every day. After she wakes up, she doesn't remember everything, as if time is stuck on the day of death, I want to buy a cake for her father. If I don't buy it, I will be very sad, and then everyone around me will want to cry for no reason."

    Qing Chuan held his head and looked at the sleeping girl in the antique doll, "Then you can buy one for her."

    "It would be nice if it were that simple. She has no money on her body, so she only needs small cupcakes. But she really gave her cupcakes and she was very sad and cried. When I got a big cake, I said it was free, discounted or something, but she would start eating it on the spot. She is a soul body and can’t eat cakes in reality. I think we lied to her, or cry. Find."

    The clerk no longer wanted to recall the nights when he was tossed, "If it was an evil spirit, it would be easy to solve it, but this is not an evil spirit, and it did not hurt anyone, just crying and crying with others .Although I heard that humans are good at dealing with such things, why should we let them deal with our demons?"

    “…Ok, got it. What time does it wake up?”

    "Twelve midnight."

    Qingchuan made an OK gesture towards it.

    In half an hour, Qingchuan made an emergency makeover for his tavern. Put on the bread counter, replace the decorations, and it looks like a bakery at first glance.

    Twelve o'clock.

    A new guest appears at the door.

    The guest is a very young girl, about seven or eight years old, with dull blond hair, which is malnourished due to lack of maintenance. His face is also thin, so his eyes are extraordinarily large. He is wearing a yellow floral dress and a pair of small degummed leather shoes. The colors of the two socks are different, and he is holding a sign in his hand.

    The sign was written with twisted English letters, Qing Chuan knew what was written on the sign.

    'Please give my father a job, he can do anything. ’

    Qingchuan seems to know the age of this child.

    The little girl wiped her eyes hesitantly, "Good day, sir, is this a bakery?"

    "Good day, sweet lady, this is the bakery."

    "I want to buy a small cake." She gestured with a shape the size of an orange, "It's as small as it is, I have money, is this enough?" She put the change carefully On the counter, one larger coin and two smaller coins.

    "Lovely little guest, we have all kinds of food here, including cakes. But can't you buy them with this money?"

    "Huh?" The little girl lowered her eyelashes in disappointment and said a little sadly, "Isn't it enough? This is all my money."

    "Little girl, you can exchange things you don't need on your body. Or, if you have any great stories and skills, you can also exchange them. Because this is a magical magic bakery .You can change one, such a big cake."

    Qing Chuan drew a circle the size of an eight-inch cake, then blinked slightly, revealing a playful smile.

    "This is a perk that only cute little ladies can get."

    The little girl didn't feel scared or weird, she was pleasantly lying on the round stool, her hands on the counter, "I'm great, I can tell a lot of bedtime stories , my younger siblings, listen to the stories I tell and fall asleep every day. Can this be replaced?"

    "Yes."

    The little girl's bedtime story condensed into a thin booklet in Qingchuan's palm, and her eyes brightened.

    "Uncle, can you do magic?"

    "Magic? Ah... Forget it. Uncle will make you another cake? What kind of cake do you want?"

    She thought for a while, "I want to make a beautiful cake for Dad. Yesterday was his birthday, but he has been looking for work outside and has forgotten about it. Mom said, now at home No money, no way to buy a cake. Since there is no way to buy a real cake, you can also buy a small one, made with cake crumbles and a little cream."

    Qing Chuan pretended to be embarrassed, until the little girl's expectant eyes almost turned into depression.

    "It was true that I could only buy a small cupcake. But because your bedtime story is so good, uncle is going to make you a big cake. What kind of cake do you want? ?"

    The little girl blinked her big blue-green eyes suspiciously, "But I didn't tell my uncle a story."

    "This book told my uncle. This shop is not an ordinary bakery, but a wonderful bakery that has been enchanted." Qing Chuan lowered his voice deliberately, "Shh, this is a secret."

    "Okay!...Cough, I'll be quieter. I will definitely keep this a secret." The little girl immediately lowered her voice and winked at Qing Chuan cutely.

    "Then can you tell me now, what kind of cake do you want?"

    "Want a blueberry cake with lots of blueberries!"

    At the bottom of the fresh-keeping cabinet, there are two ready-made cake embryos.

    He took one, cut it into two pieces, and spread the fresh animal cream and a layer of blueberry jam in the middle. He placed the bread on a rotating table and smoothed the outer cream with a spatula made of silicone, turning it into a snow-white cylindrical cake.

    There are also some whipped cream, add blueberry jam to it, and use a piping tip to make large and small blue-purple cream flowers to embellish on the base.

    On top, he poured a layer of diluted blueberry jam, deliberately pouring more, so that the blueberry jam can naturally overflow a little and flow down the cake wall.

    Finally, he put in some blueberries that were still frosted.

    Qingchuan's craftsmanship in making cakes can only be described as ordinary, but in the eyes of the little girl, it is quite a piece of art.

    She looked left and right around the cake, her eyes were shining as if they were glowing.

    "So beautiful, so beautiful. Dad will like it very much, right? Uncle, you are so good, you can not only become magic, but also make such beautiful cakes.  … My dad, it's been a long time I'm not overjoyed, it's the shape of my eyebrows every day."

    The little girl made a funny eyebrow expression, "I hope he will be happy."

    A cake that your kids have worked so hard to buy, even if it's just a cupcake made from crumbs, will make people happy. What a happy feeling to be loved. "Your father will definitely be happy." Qing Chuan said with great certainty.

    If it is true, he will not only feel happy, but also very happy.

    If true...

    "Thank you, uncle. Isn't this expensive? But I don't have that much money. I can sometimes get a job delivering newspapers, but there are too many people wanting it right now. Mom will Take us and line up every day to receive welfare bread and soup. There is only such a small piece of brown bread, and the soup contains only potato skins. There are also some cabbage vegetables at home, and I am tired of eating them every day.”

    The little girl stuck her tongue out, "Although there seems to be nothing else to eat. I'll help you later. Don't give me money, can you give me a little bread crumbs every day?"

    Qingchuan looked at her for a rare moment and let out a sigh of relief, "But the magic shop is not a place where you can enter if you want. Do you have another story? Uncle can change it for you some bread."

    The little girl thought about it for a while, "I tell jokes very well, and adults like to listen to me. Is this okay?"

    "Yes."

    She changed to a large bag of bread.

    Qingchuan packed the cake in a light green box with ten small candles.

    "Can I taste it? Just a little."

    "Yes."

    The little girl lowered her head and slowly opened the packaged cake, what a beautiful cake.

    She watched it carefully for a while, carefully picked a small blueberry with her fingers, and put it in her mouth, "Ah, delicious."

    She reached out and took the second, the third…

    Qingchuan saw her laughing and crying, her fingers grabbed the cake into slices, eating it in her mouth, her face covered with cream, and said vaguely, "I haven't eaten it before. If my dad can eat such a delicious cake, he will be very happy... Uncle, why do people die?"

    He didn't know how to answer, for a young child, death was a very distant thing.

    "That man, took me home, killed me, ate me, buried my bones under a tree. I've seen that place, across a river is my home. But I'll never see my family again. Uncle, I hate it."

    The little girl raised her eyes, the whites of her eyes turned black, and tears of blood flowed out, "Am I a bad boy?"

    "I'm sorry. You're a good boy."

    "If I'm not a bad boy, why am I going through all this."

    If it was someone else, she might have given her chicken soup, but Qingchuan, even though he is usually very gentle, his brain circuit is still a little abnormal.

    He didn't believe that no one had persuaded and comforted her before, but he was still uneasy and hard to let go. No one can let go.

    But this world is so cruel sometimes.

    Qingchuan sighed, he asked the little girl, "Have you ever made insect specimens?"

    "I have taxidermied butterflies."

    "What did the butterfly do wrong?"

    The little girl was stunned, she stared at Qing Chuan. It took a long time for her to suddenly laugh. Her smile was too adult, and it only made people feel creepy when it fell on that tender face. "It turns out that I am... that butterfly."

    Qingchuan saw that the surrounding things were shaking, and some energy in the air was compressing and brewing.

    "It's not your fault...I'm sorry." Sorry to tell you all this, sorry for being incapable of what happened to you.

    "Uncle, I'm tired of being a butterfly."

      , red rose-like lips, and a pair of dark wings on his back.

    She stretched out her hand, a tear-like crystal floating on her palm.

    "I heard that you have been collecting powerful demons, am I good enough?"

    "Don't know what to call it?"

    The girl thought for a while, "Just call me the Lord of the Plague."

    Today, a new monster was born in front of his eyes, the Lord of Plague. As soon as he was born, it gave him a very strong sense of oppression. How will he grow in the future?

    Qing Chuan looked at her and looked at the child through her.

    "Welcome to join, my name is Qingchuan, a very ordinary person. If you make a contract with me, you can't change it. I have a lot of rules here."

     Qingchuan's contract is not a master-servant contract. He cannot force demons to do things they don't want, but there are also many restrictions on demons. Generally speaking, like the modern overlord contract, most demons will not like it.

    "But you can make people stronger. I don't want to kill, and I don't want to be killed. Only being strong gives me the right to choose." She raised her hand, "This thing, just treat it as It's a meet and greet."

    "What is this? I feel the breath of life from it."

    "When I was about to be enchanted, the gods shed a tear for me, unfortunately..."

    Qing Chuan took the tear-like crystal.

    This thing is good for girls. Once it reaches Qingchuan, it is like the ice melts when it meets the flame. An indescribable cool feeling shocked his whole spirit. It seems that the young and weak saplings encounter a just right spring rain, pattering, making the whole soul clean and grow.

    He seemed to feel something, and when he closed his eyes, he seemed to be floating in the air, with a transparent ball under his feet.

    In the sphere, there are squares one by one, there are rooms, each room is a world, and each world has a demon. Several of them seemed to notice something and looked up one after another.

    "This is my spiritual sea?"

    "It should be called 'Domain' now. Did you take Shiquan Dabu pills?" The system appeared beside him, and his eyes were round in surprise.

    "In order to transform the spiritual sea into a domain, it needs a lot of powerful and pure energy with special laws. I heard that the host of a living system can form a domain early, it is accidental in a place where trees are planets Got a tree heart. And Wei Ge, ah, the son of luck, he got the Dao Heart of a fallen boss in the advanced world of immortality."

    It is such a precious thing.

    "Then this favor...but it's really not easy to pay back."

    "What?!"

    The clerk's expression was like a giant frog, "You said she was the little girl I sent? How is it possible? It's obviously..." A powerful monster that does not provoke breath.

    "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect things to develop to this stage. It is now my subordinate, and I will pay all the compensation it should have." Qingchuan said.

    The clerk couldn't agree, he waved his hands again and again, "No no, it has nothing to do with you, and it's not a big deal."

      A little girl who used to be soft and cute, just walked around in his hands, what is it like now?

    It has become stronger and fiercer!

    But I'm envious, I also want to be stronger.

    "In any case, it's a fact that I took the Lord of the Plague. I owe you a favor. If it's useful, you can find me, and help me if you can."

    "The latest thing is the birth of the Seventh Infant Ghost, but someone has already dealt with it, and there are human fellows, those Taoist monks and wizards. Although the Seventh Infant Ghost is powerful, it does not To the point of dispatching you. Who knows, boss, you are the big monster who created our office? It's just that you don't want to be a clerk because you don't want fame and fortune."

    The clerk took the opportunity to compliment him without pointing at anything, and left a good impression first.

    "The Seventh Infant Ghost?"

    "A woman is pregnant, and the fetus is stable for three months, and there is a spiritual baby waiting to be born. But sometimes there are some accidents, such as the child's condition is not good, or an accident occurs, the child Unable to be born, such a child usually does not bring resentment, just find the next reincarnation."

    The clerk explained: "But children who are maliciously cut off from life will bring resentment, once or twice. If this is the case for seven generations, it is the seventh generation of baby ghosts."

    "In history, there was once an eighth-generation baby ghost, and as soon as it was born, it caused a hundred ghosts to travel every day, and the huge city turned into a ghost town overnight. It was only after a lot of people who died that they stopped the spread of ghosts. Even us demons are silent when we talk about this."

    "The baby ghost has innate vitality. No one knows where it is before it is born. Once it is born, it is an extremely powerful evil monster. The ghost is about to be born, and no one dares to take it as a trivial matter, so both human and demon worlds are collecting news about the baby ghost, and before it is born, either eliminate its resentment or kill it."

    Qingchuan was a little curious, "Does it have any characteristics?"

    "No. But the baby ghost will instinctively **** the mother's blood. Generally, its mother's condition is not very good, and it hates the sun. However, this year's malnourished pregnant women and pregnant women who are afraid of tanning There are quite a few, so it is quite troublesome to investigate. Fortunately, I got the news early, and there are still a few months left, so there won’t be so many people who can’t find it, right?”

    Qingchuan asked again, "Is there a seventh-generation baby ghost, an eight-generation baby ghost, and a ninth-generation baby ghost?"

    "Ninth World Infant Ghost? If there is such a ghost, let alone human beings, even we demons have to consider creating another enchantment to lock ourselves up. The Eighth World Infant Ghost can make a The city turns into a ghost town, the ninth-generation baby ghost... I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it. That thing is too angry, but it is so powerful that it even eats itself when it is so fierce. What do you think of a natural bear child with super powers?"

    Qing Chuan thinks of those antisocial children who were born with heartless and high dysfunction, if they have a strong power... It's really enough.

    "I asked the mirror demon to help you find it together. It is professional in finding people."

    "Huh?"

    Qingchuan thought of his own arrogant child, and he should have learned a lesson after being locked up for so long, "These days of confinement can suffocate it, even if it is, let it be a crime."