The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

The Yasong gathering is still going on, and Yanjiu has figured out the fish clearly.

He only showed his face once a week, and it was because Dabai and Erbai had a quarrel at home, so Yanjiu went out to hide for a while.

It was this appearance that made Yanjiu directly invited to "drink tea" by the Warlock Association.

The Warlock Association is located in the center of Yanyang City. It looks like a financial company, but is actually the official organization of the Warlocks.

It has a series of powers such as formulating rules, judging, arresting, etc.

The top leader of the association is called the "president", and this president once considered inviting Shang Jing to serve.

But Shang Jing disdains this kind of institution that maintains "order".

Later, Nan He, the head of the Nan family, a merchant family, left the country, and the position of president fell to Nan He.

Under Nan He's management, the association has become stronger and more standardized, and there are many capable people above it.

Of course, the Warlock Association is an official organization, and although Nan He is the president, it does not mean that he is the only one.

The association has also established a decision-making board of directors. For example, Shang Jing and Bai Xiucheng are both members of the decision-making board.

But for some small matters, Nan He and his subordinates can still make their own decisions.

For example, something as trivial as inviting Yanjiu to the association to "drink tea".

Yanjiu actually behaved quite strangely about what happened at Bai's Mansion that day. He was able to tell the Thirteen Needles of the Underworld and even disappeared for a period of time.

According to a martial attendant of the Bai family, the ghost on Bai Xingyuan's body was driven away, and it seems to be related to Yanjiu...

Therefore, the intelligence department of the association conveyed this information to the security department, and the security department sent someone to find Yanjiu for routine questioning.

At this time, Yanjiu was sitting in the reception room of the Warlock Association, drowsy.

Two interrogators sat in front of him, looking serious.

"Mr. Yanjiu, please answer truthfully, why do you know the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

"Ah...?" Yanjiu was confused and even felt that this shouldn't be a problem:

"It's written in books and can be found online. It's not a secret."

Interrogator: "..."

Yanjiu felt unjust and panicked: "You can't turn your ignorance into the reason for arresting me."

The interrogators were a little embarrassed. There seemed to be nothing wrong with Yanjiu's words. They could only continue to ask Yanjiu:

"You disappeared for a while that night. Where did you go?"

Yan Jiu was indifferent: "I was so scared that I hid in a corner of the stairs. Shang Jingshang can always testify for me."

The two interrogators looked at each other and wanted to move on to the next question.

Yanjiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the paper prepared by the interrogator, which was spread out on the table.

Yanjiu answered helplessly:

"The third question is that the martial arts attendants of the Bai family are spreading rumors. You should understand my background. I am an illegitimate child and I have no spiritual power. I cannot exorcise ghosts.

I suggest you check out the Bai family’s martial arts servant and find out why he spread rumors to slander me. "

The two interrogators looked young, and they even began to sympathize with Yanjiu. They saw in Yanjiu the difficult situation of an illegitimate child.

Furthermore, Yanjiu's level is not high, and they have the power to make their own decisions.

So the older man said, "In that case, just make a note and go home."

Yanjiu scanned around and found the soft sofa, brewed tea, and a suitable temperature, which was very suitable for sleeping.

At home, Dabai and Erbai haven't finished arguing yet.

Therefore, Yanjiu showed a pure and sincere smile:

"I'm worried that you still have some unfinished questions, so I'll just stay in this room for now. If you have any questions, come to me in this room."

An interrogator explained the rules to Yanjiu seriously:

"No, it can't be done. The interrogation room is full recently. This is the reception room. We only applied for 3 hours."

Yanjiu was so sleepy that his eyelids clenched, and he said perfunctorily:

“There may be some more exciting things happening to me, and you can apply for a few more hours of sitting room time.

Take this time, no questions asked, to create questions, and I promise I'll tell you two everything I know. "

The eyes of the two interrogators were particularly clear. They looked at each other and left to submit the application.

After the two left, Yan Jiuyi lay down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep...

……

Yanjiu was woken up by someone tapping him. He felt warm fingertips tapping his cheek.

Quan must be a mosquito, Yanjiu is too lazy to open his eyes.

But a male voice sounded next to him: "If you don't open your eyes, I'll throw you out. You're an eyesore."

The voice had a metallic texture and sounded luxurious and aloof.

Yanjiu's brittle bones couldn't bear to be "thrown out", so he finally raised his eyelids, twisted and struggled to get up from the sofa.

At the same time, he also saw the man who just spoke.

The man was wearing a crisp suit, with sharp outlines and delicate eyebrows. The whole person gave people a particularly luxurious feeling.

Especially the man's elegant demeanor, as if all the beings around him were mere commoners, and he alone was the shining king.

Yanjiu finally saw someone who was uncompromising and aloof.

Of course, from Yanjiu's own understanding, it means things are fine.

Shi Er Jing, as the name suggests, has many things and is pretentious. This is Yan Jiu's initial impression of Nan He.

For example, at this moment, Nan He was holding a wet tissue and carefully wiping his hand that had just slapped Yan Jiu's cheek.

It seemed like there was some kind of bacteria on Yanjiu's face, which made Nan He particularly disgusted.

Yanjiu slowly raised his hand and explained in a very good-natured manner:

"Sir, I just washed my face the day before yesterday. It's not dirty."

The day before yesterday? Hearing this, Nan He's pupils twitched, as if he had heard some horror story. He quickly took out another tissue and even wiped the gaps between his fingernails.

After wiping, Nan He said:

"Who are you and why are you here."

It was obviously an ordinary question, but Yan Jiu recognized the two qualities of self and criticism.

The man in front of me is really a busy person, and he is the kind of person who cares about every detail.

Adhering to the principle of not provoking such people, Yanjiu finally stood up unsteadily from the sofa.

He smiled humbly at Nan He:

"My name is Yanjiu. I was called to this room for questioning and accidentally fell asleep."

Nan He frowned irritably: "Yan Jiu? This name sounds familiar. Whose family are you from?"

Yanjiu didn't hesitate at all: "I am an illegitimate child, from the Bai family."

Nan He searched for information in his mind and finally thought of who Yan Jiu was, the abandoned illegitimate son of the Bai family?

It has to be said that Nan He has a very tricky way of looking at people. In his eyes, Yan Jiu has another look.

First of all, it is very unrefined, even sloppy.

Secondly, it was completely tasteless. The white sweater was pilled and the corners were wrinkled.

In the end, he was extremely ignorant of etiquette and stood there as if all his bones had been ripped away.

These are completely the key points of Zhongnanhe.

Nan He rolled up his sleeves and ordered Yan Jiu:

“Now, get out of this room.

Also, you lost two hairs on the sofa and left with your hair. "

Yanjiu: "..." He is really a busy person, and he can't even hold a hair in his eyes.