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Xiaopingtou's real name is Song Junjie. He and Qian Jinglue, a guy with glasses, are college roommates. After graduation, they joined the same company to work. They went to Geng province this time to go on a business trip with their boss. Because time was tight, they had lunch at noon that day. Headed back after lunch.

Then Song Junjie's good days came to an end.

At the beginning, the problem was not too serious. At most, I slipped into the pit when going to the toilet on the train, suddenly fell on the ground when getting off the train, and was chased by wild dogs for three streets while running.

For these, Song Junjie didn't take it too seriously, because he had more important things to do.

When Qian Jinglue came back from get off work, he was stopped by Song Junjie: "Jinglue, come with me to buy a mobile phone later!"

Song Junjie is now living at Qian Jinglue's house.

Qian Jinglue: "You want to change your mobile phone, didn't you just buy your previous mobile phone not long ago?"

Song Junjie: "Isn't it Chen Xin's birthday soon? I want to buy a mobile phone as a birthday present for her."

Chen Xin is a flower in their company, she grows well and has a better family background.

Qian Jinglue frowned slightly: "You don't mean to pursue Chen Xin, do you? I think it's better to forget it, you are not from the same world at all..."

Hearing this, Song Junjie's face was a bit uneasy.

Qian Jinglue realized that he may have hurt Song Junjie's self-esteem by being outspoken just now, so he had no choice but to change his words: "Okay then, what kind of mobile phone do you want to buy?"

Song Junjie: "Fruit Eleven."

Qian Jing was puzzled and said, "That's not cheap."

Both he and Song Junjie had just started working not long ago. Although Song Junjie had been promoted some time ago, his salary was still not high. Song Junjie was a big spender and couldn't save money at all.

Song Junjie was a little proud: "It's okay, in fact, I have been doing side jobs before, no, I just made a lot of money these few days."

In fact, he just sold the handmade soap he stole from Qingchuan Guan. Qingchuan Guan sold [-] boxes, and he sold [-] boxes, and there were still people rushing for it.

Qian Jinglue was even more puzzled, why didn't he remember Song Junjie's side job?

But he didn't want to ask too many questions, so he could only say: "Then go directly to my mother's shop and get it, and I will ask her to give you a cost price."

Song Junjie smiled: "Then thank you!"

Unexpectedly, it was not long after the two of them left the house.

Seeing something, Qian Jinglue's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Be careful!"

Song Junjie subconsciously stopped and turned around: "What's wrong?"

The next moment, a brick fell from the sky, brushing Song Junjie's face and hitting his right foot.

"what!"

Song Junjie clutched his bleeding right foot, his facial features were twisted into a ball, his eyes were full of fear.

Because if Qian Jinglue hadn't called out to stop him just now, what hit him now would not be his foot, but his head.

Qian Jinglue quickly helped him up, seeing the condition of his right foot, he couldn't help being furious, and immediately looked up to the side: "Didn't even take precautionary measures during construction?"

He thought the brick had fallen from a nearby construction site.

Before he finished speaking, his complexion changed drastically.

Because they were clearly on a path outside a park, not to mention the surrounding area, there were no high-rise buildings within a radius of tens of meters.

So where the hell did that brick come from?

Qian Jinglue and Song Junjie felt a chill in their hearts.

At this moment, Song Junjie's phone rang. It was a call from a colleague in the company, saying that his office was on fire...

After returning from the hospital, looking at the office that was almost burned to ashes, Song Junjie was so angry that his face turned black.

Because all the materials he carefully collected, including the project proposals that he worked on after staying up all night, were all burned up.

Qian Jinglue also frowned: "Junjie, something is wrong, are you committing a Tai Sui?"

Song Junjie was annoyed: "What is Tai Sui, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Did you forget about that brick just now?"

Qian Jinglue still has lingering fears: "And since we came back from Qingchuan Temple, the bad things around you seem to have never stopped..."

Song Junjie didn't think so at first, because he didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, until he heard the word "Qingchuan Guan", as if he remembered something, his face suddenly changed.

That's true, everything happened after he left Qingchuan temple.

At this moment, he didn't believe it at first, but now he can't help but start to doubt it.

Seeing his face change, Qian Jinglue knew that his heart had been shaken, and he immediately said, "Why don't I introduce you to a reliable master and go take a look with you?"

Hearing this, Song Junjie's complexion changed again, the things he did were shady.

He immediately said impatiently: "Okay, don't talk about it, I have already said that I don't believe it!"

Seeing that he suddenly became disgusted again, Qian Jinglue could only say: "Alright then, remember to tell me when you think it through."

"Ah."

Song Junjie answered vaguely.

Then he turned around and went to find a master who was said to be very reliable.

The master lives in a rural village in the suburbs.

After hearing about him, the master immediately said: "Obviously, you were cursed by that Taoist temple!"

Song Junjie: "Then what should I do now?"

Master: "It's very simple, just go and apologize."

"No." Song Junjie's face was cloudy, it would be too embarrassing.

"Is there any other way?"

"Have."

The master narrowed his eyes slightly: "However, the cost of my action is not low."

Song Junjie gritted his teeth and said, "How much do you want?"

The master directly extended a finger.

Song Junjie: "One thousand."

Master: "Ten thousand, and the money must be paid first."

"What?" Song Junjie immediately said, "It's too expensive!"

Counting the 8000 yuan that Qian Jinglue paid for the handmade soaps he stole from Qingchuanguan, he earned a total of 2000 yuan, not to mention the nearly [-] yuan he had already spent in the hospital to treat his foot injury. yuan money.

The master immediately said: "Just this number, no bargaining, not to mention I promised to help you keep it a secret, if you think it is expensive, then please ask someone else!"

Seeing the master's disapproving expression, Song Junjie immediately hesitated, and when he thought about the fact that he was almost hit by a car when he was going out just now, he became even more afraid.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, but I can only give you 5000 yuan now, and the remaining half must wait until I am sure that I am really free from the curse."

One is because he has always been skeptical about this matter, and the other is that he doesn't have that much money at all.

The master frowned.

Song Junjie was not stupid, and immediately said: "Anyway, you already know about my situation. With your ability, are you still afraid that I will renege on my debt?"

The implication is that if the master refuses, he is a liar!

The master glanced at him: "All right."

He said: "It is difficult to solve your problem, but it is not easy to say. My solution is to make you a substitute doll, and then transfer the curse on you to the substitute."

Then the master handed Song Junjie three talisman papers: "It takes three days to make a double doll, and you can come to me after three days. For these three talisman papers, you can burn one and mix it with water and drink it every day. No worries."

Seeing that he spoke clearly and logically, Song Junjie immediately trusted him even more.

He took the talisman paper handed by the master: "Then I will trouble you, master."

As soon as Song Junjie left, the master changed his seriousness on the back, took out his mobile phone, glanced at the 5000 yuan that had just arrived in the account, and smiled from ear to ear: "I didn't expect to have money delivered to my door just sitting at home." Come."

Then he raised his head and looked in the direction where Song Junjie left: "Boy, fight with me, you are still young!"

"Why don't you go to the massage parlor tonight and move tomorrow?"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, there was a thunderbolt on the sunny day, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, hitting the master just in time.

"what!"

An angry voice faintly came from the void: "Humph!"

On the other side, Song Junjie who returned home couldn't wait to burn a talisman paper and drink it with water.

He didn't know if it was due to psychological reasons or something else, but after drinking the talisman water, he immediately felt a lot lighter all over.

At this moment, Qian Jinglue pushed the door open and walked in. He sniffed first, "Why does it smell like burning."

Then after seeing Song Junjie, his eyes lit up: "I was just looking for you. Just now the director sent a message saying that because several managers are busy tomorrow, the team building has been advanced to tonight."

Song Junjie cheered up: "Okay, I see."

You know, this is a rare opportunity to expand your network!

So as soon as he entered the restaurant, Song Junjie dragged his injured foot, holding a wine glass and toasting people everywhere.

Relying on a sharp mouth, he soon got mixed up with a group of managers and supervisors.

Seeing him like this, Qian Jinglue couldn't help but feel a little worried. Taking advantage of Song Junjie's time to go to the toilet, he pulled Song Junjie aside: "You are crazy, you have an injury on your foot, and you still dare to drink so much wine, and this It’s just team building for the company, and it’s not accompanying customers, so is it necessary?”

Song Junjie didn't take it seriously, the customer is God, isn't the boss who controls your promotion matters God?

You don't have to deal with God's way of dealing with your boss, why should the other party promote you!

He said vaguely: "I know, don't worry, I know it well."

After speaking, he pushed Qian Jinglue away and walked towards the managers again.

Now, Qian Jinglue didn't know what to say.

As a result, after arriving at the place, Song Junjie discovered that when he went to the bathroom, his former rival Jiang Weixian had already taken his original position, and was toasting a group of managers and supervisors.

Seeing him coming, without waiting for him to speak, Jiang Weixian said immediately: "Group Leader Song, I also offer a toast to you, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Song Junjie's complexion changed slightly, Jiang Weixian was digging a hole for him.

If he, a group leader, drank this glass of wine in front of so many managers and directors, he would definitely leave an impression of ignorance in their hearts.

Song Junjie was about to make jokes to fool this glass of wine, but he didn't want to open his mouth, but what he said became: "Since you are so sensible, I won't give you little shoes to wear in the future!"

"what?"

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, including Song Junjie himself.

Song Junjie quickly said: "No..."

However, at the next moment, he patted Jiang Weixian's face uncontrollably, and at the same time said with a proud face: "Do you know why you were better than me in performance before, but I became the team leader in the end?"

Jiang Wei asked subconsciously, "Why?"

Song Junjie was triumphant: "Because the senior executive is my biological father!"

Jiang Weixian was almost dumbfounded: "How is it possible?"

The reputation of the senior executive Gu's family is well known in the company, and his wife is one of the company's directors. Because of this, even though he has no real talent and is almost 50 years old, the company still hasn't dismissed him. he.

Song Junjie: "How can it be impossible? Because my father can't have children, he happened to be good friends with the senior executive, so he borrowed the seeds from the senior executive. At that time, the senior executive stayed at my house for a week in the name of a business trip! "

The senior executive was the first to come back to his senses, and he was furious: "Shut up!"

Everyone also realized that the executive also had a son named Gao Ke, who was two years older than Song Junjie, which meant that the executive was Song Junjie who had an affair in marriage.

The Song family dared to mention this matter, and the senior manager really dared to respond!

All of a sudden, everyone's three views were shattered!

Song Junjie also wanted to shut up, but he found that he couldn't control his body at all, he could only watch "self" let go of Jiang Weixian with a horrified expression, grabbed the collar of the senior executive, and gave him two slaps, and then Loudly shouted: "Why do you tell me to shut up, I am also your own son, but you gave all the money to Gao Ke, and you didn't give me a penny!"

The senior executive was immediately stunned by these two slaps: "Don't you think that my money is all controlled by that old woman, even if I want to subsidize you, there is nothing I can do..."

It's hard not to disturb other people with such a big movement.

Seeing more and more people crowding up, Song Junjie saw Chen Xin in the crowd at a glance, he immediately let go of the senior executive, walked towards Chen Xin, pointed at her nose and cursed: "And you bitch, Isn't it just because of the stinky money in the family, the eyelids are floating in the sky, and I still look down on Lao Tzu, I like you because of your face... woo woo..."

Hearing this, Qian Jinglue, who managed to squeeze out from the crowd, immediately changed his face, and quickly covered his mouth: "Shut up!"

Then he turned his head to look at Chen Xin, who had a livid face, and smiled together: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Song Junjie drank too much, talking drunk, don't take it to heart!"

As he said that, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed some people who were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of them, and Qian Jinglue became anxious immediately: "Stop taking pictures, stop taking pictures..."

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Song Junjie directly waved his hand away, and scolded: "And you, I really thought I really wanted to be friends with you, because you are being taken advantage of, and you don't have to pay rent to live in your house." , and can also travel around the country for free in the name of accompanying you..."

The expression on Qian Jinglue's face immediately froze!

At this moment, Song Junjie suddenly realized that he could control his body again. He ignored the panic and quickly explained: "No, listen to me, I didn't say those words just now..."

But no one believed him anymore, and the department director even told him with a dark face that he was fired.

And that night, he was kicked out by Qian Jinglue, no matter how much he begged, it was useless.

Song Junjie had no choice but to call the senior executive for help, but only after the call was connected did he know that the senior executive was also kicked out of the house, and his wife wanted him to leave the house...

Then Song Junjie thought of the master again, but when he arrived at the master's residence, he was told that the master was struck by a thunderbolt and sent to the hospital in the afternoon, and he still hasn't woken up yet!

It's no coincidence at first glance!

Song Junjie immediately collapsed. He took out his mobile phone, found Taoist Master Lingzhen's Weibo, and sent him a private message: "I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Unexpectedly, less than half a minute later, Daoist Lingzhen's reply came: "You don't cherish the opportunity to make corrections, and it's too late to admit your mistakes now!"

Song Junjie: "What exactly do you want?"

Daoist Lingzhen: "I want you to admit your mistakes publicly and announce the whole story, otherwise, you will be in bad luck for the rest of your life!"

Seeing this, with a plop, Song Junjie's face was filled with despair, and he slumped on the ground powerlessly.

Two hours later, Song Junjie's apology was finally posted on Weibo.

Afterwards, Gao Ziyang, Taoist Master Lingzhen and a group of wechat merchants reposted this Weibo.

This incident immediately spread on the Internet. At first, many netizens thought it was just another hype, until the video of Song Junjie's coquettish operation at the banquet was circulated. Difficult.

And thanks to this incident, the distribution office has never lost anything since then, and there are much fewer scalpers reselling handmade soaps online.

Of course, these are all for later.

In this regard, the patriarch who thinks he has worked hard is naturally very proud, not only because he punished a scum, but also because he has re-established his tall image in the hearts of the five little ones, so he immediately decided to reward himself with a big meal, Then as soon as Zhao Ye came back, go to show off in front of him!

Knowing this, Zhao Ye couldn't help but sympathized with Song Junjie for two seconds. It seemed that the Patriarch was really angry with him.

But when he helped the believers who came to solve the haunting at home, when he returned to Qingchuan temple, he found that the patriarch was not there.

This is not normal!

How could the patriarch not take this opportunity to show off to him!

Even Zhao Chenxing looked sullen.

Zhao Ye immediately asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Chenxing said angrily: "The Taoist temple has been robbed again, this time it lost a sauced duck and two peaches!"

Zhao Ye: "..."

Zhao Ye subconsciously blamed the patriarch: "Where is your patriarch, he didn't look at it?"

Zhao Chenxing said: "Master said that the patriarch was very happy because he punished that Song Junjie, but he accidentally drank too much, and then let the thief take advantage of it!"

Zhao Ye: "...Pfft!"

True joy begets sorrow!

Zu squatted in the corner and drew circles. Master was proud for less than two hours. Grandpa burst into tears: "Stop talking, quit drinking, quit immediately!"