Boss, he is no longer a man

In April of Suzaku Mountain, the peach blossoms are all over the mountain, and the travelers are lively.

At this time of the year, the Qingshan Sect on Suzaku Mountain is the busiest - tourists swarming in, incense for believers, scientific rituals for blessing, talisman papers to be sold, etc...

Hannan County is busy every April.

Han Nam-jun is not only good at schoolwork, but also good-looking.A pair of cat eyes are bright and energetic, and there are small dimples when she smiles, and her temperament is gentle.Wherever the tall and long legs stand, people can't take their eyes off.

A photo of performing a ritual ceremony was posted on the Internet by tourists the year before last, and he also became popular on social media, known as the "handsome Taoist priest".Although Han Nanjun doesn't like this title very much, but his easy-going temper will pass after a look.

On the contrary, his master Lin Yue loves to catch up with hot spots, and he takes great pleasure in promoting him on Moments and Weibo every day.Therefore, some tourists really came to visit Hannan County when Qingshanzong opened in April.

But right now, Han Nanjun, who should be busy with ritual matters on the mountain, is wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, holding a small porcelain pot, and carrying a black backpack on both shoulders. He is standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the dense crowd of tourists on the mountain.

His expression was rare and indifferent and solemn.

In the porcelain jar were his master's ashes, and in the backpack were the magic whip and a few pitiful changes of clothes that he had finally snatched from his uncle.

He couldn't even get his Taoist robe back.

In just one week, Master fell ill, and there was Master Lin Cong's horoscope under his pillow.It was obviously a surrogate death with solid evidence, but was judged by the head as a coincidence and let it go.

The master's bones are not yet cold, and the coffin is still in the mourning hall, but the magical artifacts have been divided up.

Only then did Han Nanjun understand why his master told him to go down the mountain as soon as he was dying.

Because the Qingshan Sect can no longer accommodate their master and apprentice.

On Suzaku Mountain, where spring begins in April, the wind is bitingly colder than ever.

Han Nanjun lowered his eyes and glanced at the porcelain pot in his arms - during this period of time, he had lighted the Evocation incense every day, but there was no reaction at all. Did the old man go to reincarnation, or was the soul detained?

Han Nanjun sighed, and said in a low voice, "Old man, I went down the mountain, and I only brought back a magic whip for your magic tools. Don't worry, I will definitely give you justice."

Han Nanjun was brought up the mountain by Lin Yue at the age of ten, and studied hard in the Qingshan School for 13 years, but now he is alone and forced to go down the mountain.

People come and go on Suzaku Mountain, shoulder to shoulder in front of the Qingshan Sect.

With his back to the mountain crowd, Han Nanjun held the ashes of his master Lin Yue and walked forward under the scorching sun.

……

Han Nanjun took a taxi to Zhuqueshan Airport.

When his master was traveling around, he met Zou Yun, the current president of the Shanghai Taoism Branch Society in Shanghai. The two are about the same age and have a very good friendship.When Lin Yue was dying, he called Zou Yun and entrusted his only precious apprentice to him.

Han Nanjun and Lin Yue had previously made trips to Shanghai, so they knew Mr. Zou and admired him very much.Now that he has suffered a sudden change, he can only go to the old man first, and prepare to gain a firm foothold in the industry before making further plans.

After all, he has practiced Taoism for so many years, and he has not yet stood up by himself.

Han Nanjun sat on a chair by the boarding gate, looking at his master's ashes in a daze.

Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder.

Han Nanjun raised his head and met a fair baby face, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.This person has a very good face, he is a rough young man, but he has a good future, and he can meet the life of a nobleman.

But Han Nanjun showed doubts on his face, he had never seen this person before.

But the baby face sat down beside him with a familiar face, "Dude, is something wrong?"

Han Nanjun didn't know what the visitor meant, but just looked at him.

The baby face raised an eyebrow secretly, and confidently reported his family name: "I am Kou Yuan, the No. 40th generation direct disciple of the Maoshan School. It is fate to meet you today. I can answer your questions."

Han Nanjun was surprised, even dumbfounded.He had just been to Maoshan in Sudu with his master last year, but he had never seen such a "No. 40th generation direct disciple".The Maoshan faction has a true family tradition, but there are many branches, and it has never been said that "direct inheritance" will cause discord among the big clan.

Did he meet a liar?

Han Nanjun looked at the baby face with a "you hurry up" expression on his face.

But Kou Yuan was not in a hurry, he was obviously a veteran, he said calmly: "You are surrounded by black air, holding the ashes of relatives in your hands, your life has already undergone a great change."

Han Nanjun continued to look at Kou Yuan with an indescribable expression.

Kou Yuan just pretended that he didn't believe this, and continued: "Brother, I'm not bluffing you, you will be bloody tonight."

Han Nanjun hadn't spoken yet, but an aunt sitting next to him was a little anxious. She pulled Han Nanjun and said, "Hey young man, let me tell you, you must believe these things. It's not us old people who are superstitious." Ah, these masters are very spiritual! My daughter-in-law has not conceived for three years after marriage. I went to Zhuque Mountain last year, and my daughter-in-law conceived when I went back! They are spiritual! I came back this year to fulfill my wish! This master Although he looks young, he sounds quite capable, you have to thank Master!"

Han Nanjun opened his mouth, but closed it after a while. He really didn't know what to say.The melon seeds on the head were smashed by the aunt with "yes" one by one.

He has always been stupid, so he doesn't talk much and doesn't like to talk.

Kou Yuan looked like an expert in the world, saving the sufferings of the common people, and said to Han Nanjun and the spectators around: "Dude, are you holding ashes in your arms?"

When the spectators around heard this, they immediately moved away from Han Nan County a little bit, with a bit taboo look on their faces.

The aunt was quite courageous, and she moved forward, feeling a little strange, "This is not ashes, isn't it all in porcelain jars? This is a stone jar, and it looks quite heavy."

The people around discussed it.

Han Nanjun frowned slightly, a little uncomfortable with the scene, after watching Kou Yuan for a while, he was finally ready to speak.

Kou Yuan sat proudly waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"You, take out your Taoist certificate and let me have a look."

Kou Yuan froze in place.Those who watched the excitement around did not react for a while.

Han Nanjun continued: "The Maoshan faction should have a special seal, show me."

Kou Yuan suddenly realized that he seemed to have provoked an industry insider by going too far, so he quickly smoothed things over: "So it's a coincidence, so let's take a step to talk?"

If it was said that Han Nanjun was not quite sure whether this baby-faced fellow like to show off or a liar in the end, now that he can't produce a Taoist certificate, Han Nanjun is almost sure that he is a liar.

Han Nanjun's eyes were slightly cold: "Are you Zhafei from Jiang Xiang's sect? Or the fishy sect from the north?"

When Kou Yuan heard this, his expression became even more flustered. This is not only a fucking industry, but also a knowledgeable industry, who can report his tricks as a liar.

Kou Yuan regretted that at the beginning, he shouldn't have looked at other people's good-looking and innocent parents, and hurried up to make a fuss!

Although the spectators around didn't understand what the two terms Han Nanjun said just now meant, they immediately understood that he was a liar after seeing that Kou Yuan was left speechless when he was asked. ——The look in Kou Yuan's eyes has changed a bit.

Kou Yuan couldn't get rid of his face, but he still planned to make a final struggle, "Then tell me, is the ashes in your arms!"

Han Nanjun's expression was calm, and his tone was steady: "The urn made by Shanshi is indeed ashes."

Kou Yuan looked at everyone with an expression of "Look, I'm still accurate".

But Han Nanjun continued: "However, it's not me who will suffer the bloody disaster tonight, but you."

Kou Yuan frowned tightly, "You guys are really interesting, you are all colleagues, are you going to fight me?"

Han Nanjun looked at him expressionlessly, "I'm not a colleague, I'm a regular Taoist priest, and you are a charlatan."

"Hey," Kou Yuan was really surprised, "Then show me your Taoist certificate."

Han Nanjun took out a light blue ID from his schoolbag, Kou Yuan took it and opened it, and the aunt next to him also poked her head over to look at it.

Sure enough, he was a regular Taoist, and Kou Yuan was thinking about how to end it.

And...he just seemed to be told by a serious Taoist priest that there was a bloody disaster...

Although the little Taoist priest looked young and looked too good to be capable, Kou Yuan was still a little flustered by his indifferent demeanor.

Kou Yuan returned the Taoist certificate to Han Nanjun, with a serious expression on his face, sat down beside Han Nanjun with a smile, and asked with a guilty conscience: "Master, what did you just say about my bloody disaster?"

Han Nanjun put away his Taoist certificate, looked at Kou Yuan, and was amused by the speed at which he changed his face.

Kou Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, this master has a good temper, he looks easy to talk to.

Han Nanjun took out a piece of paper and a pen from his schoolbag, "Let me write something and see."

Kou Yuan was suddenly asked to write, but he didn't know what to write. He looked around, thought about it, and wrote "Cong" on the paper.He just saw that the clump of fake flowers behind Nanjun was quite beautiful.

Han Nanjun looked at it, and said lightly: "Be careful of the beams on the threshold and door frames at the construction site."

Kou Yuan was stunned for a moment. He went back to Shanghai to help a fellow construction site, and there were quite a lot of thresholds and beams...

He felt the hairs on his back stand on end, "I'm going to help out at a construction site when I go back to Shanghai..."

Han Nanjun reminded again: "Your handwriting is generous, and it is easy to be a hero, so you have to do things according to your ability. If you are in desperate situation, you can try to look down."

Kou Yuan hurriedly nodded, "Master, I'm really sorry just now, I made an axe in front of you." Now he began to speak human words, and he was still polite, as if the bum and little liar just now were another person .

Han Nanjun's expression was still calm, he just nodded and didn't say much - mainly because he didn't know what to say at this moment, he really couldn't speak.

People around saw it, and rushed to write regardless of whether it was true or false, and wanted Han Nanjun to help with the calculation.Just now they all looked at it for real. This little handsome guy looked silent, but he seemed to have two brushes.

Looking at the crowd, Han Nanjun leaned back slightly, and said with a little discomfort: "There are only three hexagrams a day, and I can only measure two more characters."

The aunt who had been sitting next to Nanjun immediately grabbed the pen and paper, "Oh! It's crowded, I must have come first."

After finishing speaking, the aunt wrote the word "rabbit" on the paper.

Han Nanjun only took one look at the aunt, and concluded: "The rabbit wears an official hat, and he will be wronged."

The aunt immediately stayed where she was, opened her mouth wide, and was speechless for a while.The people around didn't understand what happened, why the little handsome guy just said a word, and the aunt who hadn't stopped talking just froze.

It took a while for the aunt to come back to her senses, and she quickly grabbed Han Nanjun's hand: "Master! How do you know, Master?"

She came back to Suzaku Mountain not only to fulfill her wish, but also for the promotion of her youngest son. Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything, and everyone saw it.

The aunt said: "My youngest son is getting promoted and going abroad recently, but our family is not sure whether we should go or not."

Han Nanjun's expression was calm, and he didn't say anything more, but added: "Let your son stay away from the woman with the mole on his face recently."

The aunt nodded quickly, remembering it firmly, and was about to ask where the master was going, as if she would keep in touch with him in the future.

At this time, more people came to Hannan County to test their characters. Kou Yuan and the aunt immediately stood beside Nanjun like door gods, straightened the crowd, and said: "The last word must be the master himself. Come to choose people, what are you squeezing?"

Kou Yuan had a loud voice and full of confidence, but in the end he managed to control the restless crowd.

When Han Nanjun was about to speak, he saw a middle-aged lady in a suit and leather shoes who looked like an elite in the distance.

He frowned slightly, and after looking at the lady for a while, he handed the pen and paper to her, "Do you want to write?"

This lady has exquisite makeup, but there is a black air between her eyebrows, as if she was entangled by something.

Han Nanjun was a little concerned.

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The boss came to the set late because of his weak body, so don't worry!

The next book will be "Top Big A Pretends to be B", and the article will be published in July. Welcome friends to jump into the pit happily!

Gu Xingzhou is an extremely non-existent ordinary male college student——

In the same group photo, you can find five or six of the same style.

Moreover, Gu Xingzhou, who has no sense of existence, has a second gender of Beta.

It is also incompatible with this world full of various flavors.

And such an insignificant Gu Xingzhou did an earth-shattering event at the beginning of the new semester of his junior year——

He stopped the school's top big A at the entrance of a cafeteria with the most traffic, and asked him angrily:

"Why are you pretending to be B!"

From then on, Gu Xingchuan became famous in one battle.

……

Xi Lin in the eyes of the students: indifferent, strong, unsmiling, a big A with top-notch family background and appearance.

In Gu Xingzhou's eyes, Xi Lin: She is a person, addicted, and shy, she is a rare and simple chicken in the online game world.

Xi Lin: Where is the big one?

Gu Xingchuan: ... Brother, is Ning okay?

# After picking up a garbage apprentice in the game

#Damn it, I really want Gu Xingzhou to smell the pheromone that exploded from me

#直Bcancer also has spring

"The stars fell on the boat, and you fell on my heart."

There is no such person in the three-dimensional search, a two-dimensional online game master and master writer (received)

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Three-dimensional A to explode, Two-dimensional counseled to pretend to be O and then pretend to be a first-level player (attack)