Qingyue Temple

Fang Shanshui went back to the room first to clean up. The house spirit he forgot to introduce to his roommates jumped out of his backpack.

Seeing the orchid on the window sill, the tortoise under the window sill, and a black cat taking a nap with its tail sweeping, Zhai Ling's eyes lit up, and he said with satisfaction: [It feels like home, little master, I'm possessed first . 】

Saying that, the house spirit merged into the floor.

Soon, the whole house seemed to be wriggling invisibly, constantly combining into the body of the house spirit, its hands and its mouth, until the lantern eyes of the house spirit appeared on the window sill, and the black cat unconsciously blew up several times in sleep Finally waking up, the docile fur on his back exploded in an instant, bowed his waist and roared at the house spirit who was looking at it: "Meow, ouch!"

Zhai Ling treated Hei Mao much better than he did towards Di, and he didn't care about being dumped. He even greeted Da Hei: [Hello, Hei Mao, I will be the little master's housekeeper from now on, and you all belong to me Nevermind. 】

The black cat turned around the window sill without buying it, purring threateningly, as if it was ready to take a bite at any time.

The black turtle with its head retracted into its shell looked deeply at the square face that appeared behind the orchid, with a pair of motionless mung bean eyes, which seemed to reveal a little sadness.

Fang Shanshui told Zhai Ling not to scare his 'roommate', and was about to take out the 聻 in the bag, but he didn't expect that when he opened the backpack, the thorn ball at the bottom of the bag turned into Master's 聻 again. look.

Master, the size of a figure, clasped his hands in front of his belly, lay flat on the bottom of the bag, saw the light coming in, opened his crimson eyes, and looked at Fang Shanshui who opened the bag, as if looking up in a deep well.

The moment Fang Shanshui saw it, he was in a daze again.

As early as when he was on the train, he felt that Di imitated his master so well that if it wasn't for the physical problem, it would be easy to admit his mistake;

But now Fang Shanshui discovered that even if there was a physical problem, he could easily admit his mistake!

He completely felt that there was nothing in front of him, but the master was looking at him...

Closing the backpack with a snap to cover those eyes, Fang Shanshui said, "The house spirit!"

Zhai Ling, who was in touch with Mao Langui, came to Fang Shanshui in an instant: [What's wrong, little master? 】

Fang Shanshui: "...Master, did you say anything else besides letting Tun pretend to be him?"

【No. 】

Fang Shanshui hesitated for a moment and opened the bag, Zhai Ling also looked up, met those red eyes, and was instantly startled.

Fang Shanshui asked Zhai Ling: "Do you think it is different?"

Zhai Ling was still not sure, but when Fang Shanshui asked, it almost subconsciously denied: [No... no, this cockroach has been with the old master for a long time, and it is full of the old master's breath, haha, so that it can Disgusting the real with the fake, let you, the little master, think about others when you see things. 】

As he said that, Zhai Ling quietly glanced at Di, and the pair of red eyes on the opposite side just glanced over it expressionlessly, as if there was no movement in the slightest.

Zhai Ling became more and more uncertain. Speaking of which, I even whipped the prickly ball today. If Di was like this at that time, let alone whipped, Zhai Ling would not dare to touch it.

While Fang Shanshui was hesitant, the hand-figured master under the backpack had already stepped on the zipper and climbed up the edge of the bag.

It looked at Fang Shanshui silently, but Fang Shanshui didn't move. Afterwards, its long hair, as if it could move by itself, curled up the buttons of Shanshui above, and floated to Fang Shanshui's chest like the wind, and then folded itself After a while, it was successfully put into Fang Shanshui's shirt pocket.

Master Shouban put one hand on the side of Fang Shanshui's pocket. In this position, when he looked up, he could see Fang Shanshui's chin. If Fang Shanshui happened to lower his head, they would be able to meet their eyes.

Fang Shanshui pointed to the villain in his pocket, and asked Zhai Ling: "Is it going out with me?"

[Yes. ] Zhai Ling looked at Di in confusion, wanting to communicate with Di for a moment or to match the code, but Di ignored him as usual.

Di and Zhai Ling belong to different systems. Even if they communicate with each other, they mostly just sense each other's emotions. Now that the other party should not respond, Zhai Ling has no choice but to act secretly.

Zhai Ling: [Little master, maybe the old master gave Di some task alone.After all, the two of us are quiet and moving, and have different divisions of labor. I help the little master look after the house at home, and it can accompany you to other places. Maybe it can help you. 】

Fang Shanshui lowered his head, and the figurine master raised his head. His crimson eyes seemed to have a demagogic power. Although his face was as delicate as a puppet and expressionless, it made it impossible for people to say any words of rejection.

Fang Shanshui called hesitantly: "...Master?"

The pair of red eyes looking at Fang Shanshui on his chest did not fluctuate at all. Fang Shanshui stared at it without blinking for a minute, but did not see any flaws in it.

Could it be that Di is a born acting expert?

Play the master like this.

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Qi Chen was sprayed on the Internet so that he doubted his life, and when he even began to doubt whether he was mentally retarded, the luck beads he bought in the Qingyueguan Taobao shop arrived.

Probably because it is relatively close to Huicheng, and in the free shipping area, Qi Chen was the first batch of people who got the goods.He should be happy, but now he is sighing. After Qingyue Temple was hacked these days, there has been no movement, and even the store has been closed. This makes Qi Chen, a loyal fan who is not a master, start to hesitate. stand up.

That's right, what they believe in is Master Buwei, and it's not Master Buwei's friend who came out of nowhere.

What if something really happened to the master, and the Weibo account was stolen by some cronies?

"Sign it here." The courier brother handed the pen to Qi Chen.

Qi Chen hesitated.

Do you want to reject it and just return it directly?After all, I'm still a student, so I can't waste money casually. I was really impulsive at the beginning.

"What's the matter? Worried about the quality of the goods and want to have an inspection?" the courier boy asked after seeing Qi Chen pick up the pen and not move for a long time.

Qi Chen opened his mouth to reject it, but the words came out of his mouth: "Then... let's have a test."

The courier brother was also quick, and directly gave him the box cutter for unpacking.

Qi Chen opened the package with disgust, picked and picked from a pile of anti-collision paper balls and foam pads, and finally found that little kit that was like a lost gem.

The courier boy looked a bit like something a girl was using, and asked, "What did you buy? A necklace for your girlfriend?"

Qi Chen pursed his lips and said nothing, he casually picked out the red string with the transfer rosary beads from the kit, but when he saw the beads on the red string, Qi Chen's eyes sunk in and he couldn't pull it out.

Qi Chen suddenly felt as if he could smell a gust of wind, and the transfer rosary fell on the palm of his hand, and he trembled almost instantly. Penetrates into the body, flows through the three yin meridians of the hand, the three yang meridians of the hand, pours into the heart meridian, and controls the two meridians...

The courier boy was observing the bead. I don't know what kind of jade the bead is. It is so beautiful that it looks like a living thing. He even felt that it was breathing and moving.

The courier boy subconsciously wanted to take a picture with his phone, but when he looked up, he saw Qi Chen's face flushed and sweating non-stop. He thought he was about to suffer from some kind of illness, so he hurriedly shouted: "Hey, are you okay? You're still awake ?"

Qi Chen recovered from the courier boy's yelling, and suddenly slapped his hands and chest with his hands, and grabbed the courier boy excitedly and asked, "Did you see anything just now?" ? Have you seen any strange phenomena?"

The courier brother hesitated: "I... seem to see that there is air flowing in the bead in your palm, and it seems to be glowing. I must have misread it."

Qi Chen shouted excitedly as if seeing a fairy: "You read that right! I must have opened up the second channel of Ren and Du just now. Oh my god, I feel better than ever before! I seem to have a prehistoric power all of a sudden! Oh, that group of SBs actually shut down Qingyueguan so much that they closed the shop, and said that if they didn’t refute it, they were guilty. I’m such an immortal, and they almost got me confused. People are simply masters. Feng Fan! No, I want to go back and kill those mentally retarded people who hate my idols, and Master Buwei must be allowed to open the store again! This is a real god." Qi Chen grabbed his fortune-telling rosary, and said, He hurriedly ran back to the school dormitory.

"...Qingyueguan? It can't be the nearest Taobao's No. [-] black shop that is so busy?" The courier boy looked at Qi Chen's back and said strangely.

Recently, many people noticed the outrageous black shop on the Internet, and some even reported it to the Public Security Bureau, hoping that the police would file a case and arrest the fraud group behind it. As a courier brother who had contributed to the report, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

The courier brother murmured: "Why is the real thing completely different from the one on the picture? Is it because it was exposed that you dare not fool people with cheap goods?... Hey wait, Qi Chen is back! Your express package hasn't arrived yet!" Sign for it!"

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Xing Chen Wan Dian: I am Xing Chen Wan Dian who was scolded by you as a mentally retarded fan in Tianya 818 posts. Today, the transfer beads I bought finally arrived. Let's see who the face-slapping person is! @不为大师@青越观张教方善水@尖精牛尖, thank you for not giving me advice, from now on, I will be Master Fang Shanshui’s fan!Whoever slanders Master Fang again, I will fight to the death with whom! [Attachment: Transit rosary in front of the courier box.jpg]

Xingchen Wandian was fully fired. Not only did he leave a message under Buwei Master's stall announcement and Tianya's tongue-in-cheek post, but he also opened another post on Tianya to write down his entire experience after receiving the goods in detail. , and even the courier brother showed up to prove that most of Xingchen Wandian's words were true without revealing Xingchen Wandian's true identity.

Xingchen Wandian's posts and Weibo seemed to open another floodgate, blowing out fans who were not fans of the master who had been suppressed for a long time.

Customers who received the goods kept reposting Xingchen Wandian's Weibo, and shared their joy and screenshots. The messages one by one were magical and evil.If one or two say this, no one will believe it at all, but if there are dozens or hundreds of them, many people will start to hesitate.

Moreover, people are naturally curious about such mysterious and unexplainable things. Even if they don't believe what those people say, they can't control their curiosity to pursue and explore.

Then, a new round of pinching between fans and blacks started again.

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Yuan Pei: "Here we come."

Yuan Pei and Pan Ruo, who had been following the development of the situation online, gave each other a high five.

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Fang Shanshui went out with Master, who was invisible to ordinary people, and Yuan Pei was already busy. Pan Ruo, who had prepared earlier, immediately stood up, talked to Fang Shanshui, and went down to drive first.

When he stepped out of the door, the sun was hitting his face, Fang Shanshui thought about it, and went back to get a black umbrella.

The hand-figured master on the chest just watched Fang Shanshui's movements. When the sun shone on his body, it didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Now that Fang Shanshui propped up a black umbrella to block the sun, it narrowed its ruby ​​eyes slightly, and seemed more satisfied.

In just two hours, Fang Shanshui and Pan Ruo arrived at the address left by Aixun.