100 Billion Internet Celebrity Celestial Master

The bald man stared at Lu Zhi, and was taken aback for a moment, his hostility disappeared immediately.

So cute, it really makes people lose their temper.

So he changed the topic, and his voice was much gentler, "Hey, go play while you're here, and don't disturb the adults chatting."

"He's a god, you're disrespectful to gods, you're going to be unlucky enough to tell you." Zhen Song said angrily.

The bald man thought that he had suffered too much and that he was a bit abnormal, so he picked out his ears, "We have done our best, either bought a haunted house, or paid back the money without anything, you choose one."

"You're trying to make things difficult for others. It's different from robbery." A few muscular men came out behind the bald man, and Zhen Song shut up immediately. He was so depressed that he could sleep in the park without his house, but his mother Where are you going to live?

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was, and he cried while hugging Lu Zhi's thigh.

Everyone in the underworld: This situation is not right. Asking for forgiveness should also hug their elder brother's legs.

"I have struggled for so many years to own this store, little fairy, help me!"

Lu Zhi stepped back, tugged at his clothes, "...let go of my legs first."

Zhen Song quickly let go of Lu Zhi, and clasped his hands together to ask Lu Zhi for help. Now he not only thinks that he is just beautiful and lovable, but also wants to worship him as a god.

The bald man looked at Zhen Song in disgust, "What's the use of begging for a child, this is a contract, sign it for me soon."

Zhen Song refused, Lu Zhi glanced at the contract, and said unhurriedly to the bald man, "If this house is sold, no matter how much it costs, can you guarantee that you won't take it back?"

"He wants to sell it, don't say he won't take the house back, I'll take it easy and return the shop to him."

The bald man sneered, how could an ordinary person sell a house that could not be sold with his status and connections?

Sure enough, he was a child, whimsical, he didn't care about Zhen Song's wailing, "Hurry up and sign, don't delay my business." He also wanted to ask Master Jiu to ask a real expert in Fengshui to solve the big trouble.

Zhen Song was not pleased by the bald man's words. He watched the shop being taken away and had to appease the weeping mother Zhen. In one day, after suffering such a big change, he became groggy.

Before leaving, the bald man glanced at Lu Zhi, and then took note of the house number of his shop.

It's the type that Master Jiu likes, so he will recommend him to Master Jiu after he finishes his business.

After the underworld forces left, Zhen Song sent his mother home, thinking bitterly how to find friends to borrow money to overcome difficulties.

"This is a haunted house. Who would want it? I don't even dare to live in it myself." Zhen Song suddenly had an idea, a haunted house, a haunted house, if there are no ghosts, wouldn't it be a haunted house? !

Zhen Song rushed back to Lu Zhi's shop and begged, "God, can you help me drive out the ghosts from the haunted house? If I can sell the house, I will give half of the price to the god as a thank you!"

Lu Zhi didn't take his eyes off the happy Xiaoxiaole on the tablet, and casually pointed to the Italian handmade sofa in his shop.

Zhen Song swallowed his saliva, looked at the decorations in the shop, the master really didn't care about his little rent.

"Then master, can I work for you? Anyway, my shop was robbed and I will lose my job."

"No need." Lu Zhi grew up being served by others, surrounded by not only his family and seniors, but also servants and bodyguards, he just wanted to be alone.

"Then shall I clean for you and buy takeaway? Your agency also needs someone to run errands for you. I'll work for you. I'm unemployed anyway." Zhen Song begged Lu Zhi with tears in his hands.

Lu Zhi remained unmoved, but turned his head slowly, staring leisurely at the shop across the street.

Zhen Song was enlightened immediately, and rushed to the opposite side of the road, and when he came back, he offered a cup of ice cream and black tea respectfully with both hands.

"Specially asked someone to add two more ice creams, and I hope the gods will accept it with a smile!"

Lu Zhi smiled and nodded, "A child can be taught."

Zhen Song's eyes lit up, it seemed that the savior planned to show him a way out.

Lu Zhi clicked on Weibo, and the private messages had already exploded. He clicked on several posts and they all said: I am the manager of XXX/XX/XXXXX company, our company is very optimistic about you, are you interested in becoming a celebrity?

Uninterested, Lu Zhi closed Weibo, "Where is the house?"

Zhen Song immediately jumped up excitedly, "From now on, you will be my boss, dear boss."

Lu Zhi smiled slightly, revealing two small canine teeth, "Is there still a dry boss and a wet boss?"

Zhen Song: ...What a cold joke.

Zhen Song covered his nose, trying not to let the nosebleeds spurt out.

The two walked out of the store, and before Zhen Song waved, a taxi stopped in front of them.

Zhen Song got into the car and cried out in surprise, "Wow, this car is too new, the sofa cushion is so soft, and the perfume in this car is so high-end, have all the taxis evolved to such a high-end level now?" .”

Lu Zhi had never taken a taxi before, and thought that all the cars were the same as those of his senior brother's family, so he smiled and said, "You recovered so quickly, you were crying just now."

Zhen Song blushed, and then sighed, "Actually, it's quite uncomfortable. Although my adoptive father has no money and skills, he is a good man. I didn't expect my own father to be such a jerk."

Lu Zhi looked at the position of his parents' palace on his forehead, smiled and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, "It's okay, you will still have a father."

Zhen Song: ...

No, no need, another bastard, I really can't bear it.

The driver sitting in front sneered in his heart, looked at Zhen Song through the rearview mirror, with a look of disgust on his face, where did the brat come from, he was so close to our young master, he will report to the second young master later.

"Boss, let's go to the haunted house. Do you want to buy some magical artifacts first?" Zhen Song went online after buying the house, and was so frightened that he lost his eight souls. "Mansion 82", one of the urban legends.

The mansion sounds majestic. In fact, the villa has only been built for a few years. Since it was built, strange phenomena have occurred frequently. Standing outside the wall, you can see the whirlwind on the wall from time to time, but the problem is that there is no wind at all in the weather at that time.

That’s not to mention, those who have entered the mansion, without exception, either disappeared or died in an accident after they came out.

"It's really evil, boss." Zhen Song pointed to Du Niang's message on the phone and asked Lu Zhi, "So, should we buy some talismans for self-defense?"

The driver in the front row heard this and thought to himself: You idiot, you have to stand aside when you are with our young master.

"Master, why are you humming all the time? Is your throat uncomfortable? You should go to the hospital to have a look. If you have the flu, you will be in trouble." Zhen Song covered his mouth and nose as he spoke.

You have the flu, boy!

Lu Zhi raised his head and glanced at the driver, the driver's face suddenly turned from purple to pale, could it be that he was discovered? !It must be, the young master is so smart, he has been the head's most beloved disciple since he was a child, and all the young masters like him.If I was exposed, the cold face of the second young master really dare not even think about it...

The driver didn't dare to take a breath. He glanced nervously at the rearview mirror, and saw Lu Zhi stretched out his hand, slowly covering his mouth and nose.

driver:.......

"I'm just a little thirsty and my throat is itchy. I have a health certificate." The driver hurriedly pulled out his medical examination form.

"Wow, the current taxi industry is really regulated." Zhen Song looked at the medical examination form and heaved a sigh of relief, and Lu Zhi slowly took his hand down.

The driver who was disliked by the adored young master had a face full of tears.

The car stopped in front of Mansion No. 82. It was clear that it was broad daylight, and the villa was calm and there was no movement. Zhen Song could feel a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet.

"Boss, shall we go in?"

Lu Zhi blinked his eyes while holding the milk tea, "How can you change Feng Shui if you don't go in?"

That's right... Zhen Song opened the door of the villa with a bitter face and keyed the key.

As soon as you enter the villa, you can see a cobblestone road full of fallen leaves, a weed rebirth garden, and a dry fountain ahead.

"It's even scarier..." Zhen Song originally dared to walk beside Lu Zhi, but now he could only hide behind Lu Zhi, "Boss, you are too calm, you even smiled."

When Lu Zhi heard his words, he stopped suddenly and turned around to stare at him.

Zhen Song looked around as if he was facing a formidable enemy, fearing that he would see something unknown behind him, and said in a trembling voice, "What... what's wrong?"

"I suddenly found out, your name, hahaha." Lu Zhi laughed loudly, "Zhen Song, you are so cowardly, hahaha, you live up to your name."

Zhen Song:......

It turns out that the reflex arc of the fairy is so long...

A little cute.Zhen Song pursed his lips, not daring to refute, blushing and silently covering his chest.

After entering the house, there was a musty smell, and the closed curtains made the room dark.

"Ring-ring--"

The sudden sound made Zhen Song almost jump up, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was the phone call, "Who is calling at this time, it's really not the time, huh? It's not my phone, is the boss yours? "

Lu Zhi continued to sip his milk tea, smiling, "I didn't bring my phone."

"Oh." Zhen Song responded, and then his eyes widened.

wrong!Where did that ringtone come from? !

He frightened and took a picture with the flashlight of his mobile phone, and the phone next to the sofa kept ringing.

but.

This phone is not plugged in at all!

Zhen Song bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from screaming.

At the corner of the stairs, a pair of blue-green eyes stared silently at the two strangers who walked into the room.

He glanced at Zhen Song, then at Lu Zhi, and he came to die again...

The cold air came out suddenly.

He saw the demons crowded in the room, slowly protruding maliciousness from every corner of the room, from the cracks in the floor, ceiling, and even the cracks in the cabinets.

He let out a long sigh. It's a pity that these two young people stepped into this hell of no return without knowing their lives.

Suddenly, he saw the petite young man slowly raised his head, and a pair of clear and beautiful big eyes looked around the room.

His eyes swept across his face, and at that moment, the pressure from all directions almost crushed him, and the deep chill intended to tear him apart. He felt the long-lost fear after death, compared to being with a room full of devils. A deeper and deeper fear together.

He was too scared to make a sound, and when he came back to his senses, he was even more terrified.

A room full of demons shrank back suddenly, struggling to leave the villa, only he was a step slower, standing there tremblingly, accepting the baptism of the young man's gaze...