"Have you found it yet?" In the early morning, Feng Xue woke up and asked the staff who were on night shift last night again.

Hearing Feng Xue’s question, Xiao Li on duty immediately showed a helpless look, but he still replied: “Not yet. Although he changed to the surveillance level, there are people staring at each target. So far, there are a few thieves, but talismans, stolen stolen goods, etc. have not been discovered yet.”

"Okay." Feng Xue nodded, walked to the yard, and began to transport qi and blood day after day and refine mana.

In fact, the case of talisman theft has been basically concluded. Although Lin Xiu, as the victim, had the problem of concealing and not reporting it, it was not a big mistake. Asking him to compensate the other two stolen people for some of the losses was considered a small punishment and a big warning, and then maintain the recovery of the stolen goods. The case is basically over.

"Uncle Master, don't think so much. There are several such headless cases in every place. Now at least you know that the other party is not a monk, that's enough. Maybe the thief has left Huainan after he stole enough money?" Xu Qin immediately advised Feng Xue when she saw Feng Xue's appearance. After all, in her opinion, since the prisoner is not a monk or a monster, it has nothing to do with them.

Anyway, the stolen talismans will eventually be used up.

"Maybe I'm too careful." Feng Xue sighed after hearing Xu Qin's words. This was actually because his own thinking had not adjusted.

Although twelve years have passed, the tension in the previous few lives has not completely disappeared. There is still a sense of tension in his heart that he may die at any time. This tension makes him want to ask the bottom of his heart if he encounters any problem.

However, the things in this world are not perfect after all, and not all cases can be found.

Giving up his unnecessary thoughts, Feng Xue changed into a "middle-class" costume and used his mana to slightly adjust his muscles under his back. Although he didn't know any magical disguise and transformation, he could just adjust it so that unfamiliar people could not recognize it.

He went to the streets not to investigate secret cases openly and secretly, but just wanted to go out for a walk.

Although Xu Qin often invites him to go shopping, as a "principal uncle", he always doesn't let go when he goes out with that girl. How can he be free to come out?

"Selling porridge, hot lotus seed porridge..."

A somewhat familiar hawking sound came from my ears, and Feng Xue's steps immediately paused.

He turned his head a little stiffly and looked in the direction where the sound came. Then, a small cart that looked a bit like a breakfast cart on modern earth was placed there, and the porridge seller was a young woman with a beautiful appearance.

The other party looked only twenty-three or four years old, and his hair was not folded up, but he tugged it casually, symbolizing that the other party had not yet been married. With that plain dress, he gave people a feeling of a lotus in the ordinary.

A faint fragrance commensurate with her beautiful appearance came from the rolling pot. From time to time, someone came up to make a bowl, sat on the wooden pier beside her, or just stood and finished drinking.

Seeing this, Feng Xue's expression became more and more bizarre. She took two steps at a time and went straight to the porridge shop and whispered:

"He Ting? Are you... selling porridge?"

"Ah, you... it's Brother Ye. I didn't recognize you when you dress up like this!" He Ting looked at Feng Xue, and finally recognized her after several glances. Then she burst into a generous laugh, picked up a bowl, made two spoonfuls of eight-treasure porridge and handed it over-

"I'm sorry for your previous incident. This bowl of porridge is considered a treat!"

"No..." Feng Xue took the eight-treasure porridge and looked embarrassed. Then she took out a few big boys and put them on the table, then said: "How can you eat you for free? But then again, how can you sell porridge for this? Or lotus seed porridge?"

"Yes, I thought about it for a long time before I thought of selling this one! Now I have a living, so I don't have to go to the Huaihe River to eat dirt." He Ting responded with a smile, and then heard a man next to him shout:

"Boss, let's have a bowl of eight treasure porridge!"

"Okay, wait!" He Ting took a bowl of porridge quickly when she heard this, and then continued:

"You don't know how difficult it is to do business in Huainan. I have no skills and no connections. You don't allow you to use spells casually. By the way, you can't sell porridge without rules, right?"

"No." Feng Xue shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and still couldn't help asking:

"Aren't you a lotus demon? Is there any problem selling lotus seed porridge?"

That’s right, He Ting’s feeling of Qingshui Furong is not an illusion, because she is Furong…

Speaking of which, she was originally a lotus flower in a lotus pond. She had gained the Emperor's Liquor and had a spiritual wisdom hundreds of years ago. She was often praised by tourists for decades. A month ago, because a student wrote an essay praising the lotus flower next to the lotus pond because of the homework left by the teacher. When completing the naturalization procedures, Feng Xue helped to approve it.

"What's the problem with this? If you want to say you want to sell lotus vegetables, I'm definitely not happy. But lotus seeds are made for animals to eat. Leave a few to make seeds, and it doesn't bother to do it!" He Ting seemed to have no worries at all, but instead showed off to Feng Xue:

"The purchase price of lotus seeds is always expensive! I am now producing and selling them myself, which can save at least 80% of the cost! If you sell them like this for the first half of the year, I will probably be able to save enough money. You will have to help me match the situation! I'll ask, my benefactor hasn't been engaged yet!"

"Yes, I haven't gotten engaged yet, I'm only eleven years old!" Feng Xue rolled her eyes, feeling so strange-

The current demonic style is really simple. Elementary school students can even bring lotus to repay their kindness by writing essays. I helped a nine-tailed fox transform, but I ended up getting a fox hair!

However, the boy was only eleven years old and knew that in his composition, he compared lotus flowers to beauty, and had a promising future!

"Hmph! Isn't it very common for your human race to get engaged at the age of 11 or 2?" He Ting expressed dissatisfaction with Feng Xue's attitude while serving porridge to the guests. He and Feng Xue used voice transmission, and were not worried that the guests would hear it.

"You are right, but not everyone can accept a monster wife! And I also advise you to think clearly that your benefactor does not have the qualifications to practice. Even if you use the power of demons, you will only live for a hundred and eighty years. As long as you stick to yourself, you will not be a problem!"

Feng Xue advised him at this time not because of his unbalancedness, but because of this, it was a social problem.

Wild monsters that are transformed are often not mature, simple and powerful, and have no concept of marriage at all. After all, you cannot ask a guy who relies on insect pollination to understand what marriage is. So at the beginning, they will regard passing on the family line for the other party as a means of repaying kindness, but in fact they only think it is just giving birth to a child. They are actually not prepared enough for the feelings that need to be paid.

But when I have lived in human society for a long time, understood human feelings, and gradually adapted to the current life, it is almost time to separate from life and death.

So, even if people say, "I would rather demolish ten temples than destroy a single relative", Feng Xue...

You are compared to "demolition of ten temples", so you must have two words to persuade you!

(Destroy one relative = demolish ten temples, this transaction will make a profit!)

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ps: Someone asked a philosophical question - if monsters and beasts are not the same race, then are humans and monks of the same race?

There are two problems here, one is the problem of probability, and the other is the problem of active passiveness. From a beast to a monster, it is a passive process that is accidental, and from a human race to a monk, it is a process of active selection.

We can compare this aspect.

It is also evolution, amphibians evolved into reptiles under the promotion of natural selection, which is obviously not a race. If humans inject nanomachines into themselves and transform themselves into semi-silicon-based and semi-carbon-based state, are they still considered humans? At least in terms of current universal cognition, they should still be. Therefore, actively and evolve in a higher direction according to existing plans should not be considered as leaving the ethnic group.
Chapter completed!