How to Raise a Round White-Bone Spirit [Entertainment Circle]

The follow-up article "Pet Shop of Strange Horrors" is rolling around, please collect it Ban Gu is a white-bone spirit who has been dead for who knows how many years. Once he crawled out of the ground... Shit, it's a strange world out there. There are high-rise buildings, cutting-edge technology, and even dead things from the underworld. Thousand-year-old cultural relics were completely out of date, and they were immediately reduced to useless old hats. However... Ban Gu took ill-intentioned glances at Lu Cheng who broke into his own realm. The underground palace banned: "Everyone who enters belongs to me." Anyone living or dead who enters his lair will become private property. Ben Gu smiled sinisterly and invited warmly: "Master Lu, I invite you to come to my underground palace as a guest." . Lu Cheng regretted being relied upon at first. Later, he silently replaced the Happy Fat House water in the refrigerator with milk, for fear that the white-bone spirit would suffer from osteoporosis. Then he watched Ban Gu worry about planning their life after death. Ban Gu said: "When you die, you will be buried directly in my underground palace, sleep in my sarcophagus, and slowly turn into bones." Lu Cheng was silent for a while and then asked from his soul: What if I can't die? ———— Pre-released article one: "Pet Shop of Strange Horrors" Please collect the follow-up article "Strange and Horrible Pet Shop": Ke Yi raised his head proudly and squatted on the counter majestically: "Ouch~~~~" Look, this is my uncle's "kingdom", my cafeteria, and all the weird pets are my uncle's food. Yin Ze, the owner of the fake "cafeteria" real pet shop, picked up Ke Yi and coaxed: "Be good, I'll sell them so I can raise you." Ke Yi tilted his head: "Ouch?" Wouldn't it be more convenient to eat it directly? Yin Ze: "We must pay attention to sustainable development and cannot catch all the benefits." Ke Yi was excited: "Ouch~~~~?" If the shit shovel officer dislikes them, can he eat them? Yin Ze fed a drop of blood from his fingertip into Ke Yi's mouth and said slowly: "Every pet I sell is the supreme owner of the shit shovel." "Ouch?" Tsk... Can a bunch of "food" make people like it? Feedback from Customer A: The dog is very nice, beautiful and obedient, and can even go to the door to get takeout. But sometimes he likes to look at me backwards, as if he thinks I am stupid. Customer B left a message: My bird beauty is beautiful and has a sweet voice. Apart from being a bit picky about food, she is perfect. She wakes me up at exactly six o'clock every day, which makes me happy and heartbroken, but she doesn't need to be so early. Customer C: Actually, I want to buy that golden long-haired dog sitting on the counter in the store. I don't know what breed it is. It looks a bit strange, but it's so majestic. It's a pity that the shop owner didn't sell it at all, so I paid over one million. Yin Ze caressed the "golden retriever" on his lap and squeezed the pink paws that had finally grown back: this one was exclusive to him and was not for sale. Ke Yi retracted his feet and said: "Ouch!!!" The uncle was in a bad mood, and he would condescend to let Ozawa take care of him another day. The purpose of the Strange Pet Shop is to help all monsters find qualified and hard-working pet owners to provide them with food, shelter, chat, play and fun. ———————— Pre-receipt of the second article: "Underworld Express" After Si Lin's grandfather passed away, he was left with an ordinary little bungalow. One day, Si Lin woke up and found to his horror: he was in the underworld, and his neighbors were all ghosts lining up to be reincarnated. The dead ghost with half of his head knocked off stopped Si Lin and gave him a ferocious smile: "Young man, would you mind sending something to my old lady? By the way, let my filial son Dai burn more fucking paper for his dead father. By the way, I'll pay for it." The old ghost who died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage: "I also want to send a courier. Please tell my son that my bankbook is in the mezzanine of the closet... My son will pay for it." The repentant ghost said: "Send one of my bones to my 'good friend' during my lifetime. I wish his wife and family will be broken up, and he will come down and have a drink with me as soon as possible... My ex-wife, my children and I will all pay you." Si Lin silently accepted the order, silently looked at the huge deposits in the bankbook that were growing day by day, and squinted his eyes and smiled secretly. There are unknown workers in the upper world, and famous couriers in the underworld, who work the most ordinary jobs and the most awesome part-time jobs. Mr. Yincha came to the door with an expressionless face: "I also have express delivery to deliver. I have a lot of business and can sign a long-term contract." This was something we couldn't refuse. Si Lin took out his calculator and said, "Long-term business, 13% off. Thank you for your patronage." Half a year later, Si Lin stood in front of Yin Chaijun's door: "Can you please explain this address? Isn't this your own fucking home?" Yin Li touched his chin and opened the door: "This is a long story. Let's talk about it in detail in the bedroom." —————— Purpose: No matter which industry you are in, you must work hard