Boss, he is no longer a man
Chapter 3 Countdown to Death (1)
Han Nanjun entered the building, registered his identity, and followed the crowd to the elevator.
When he reached the 22nd floor, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and took a step back - there was a gossip mirror hanging at the door, and it was in a feng shui formation, which was quite impressive.
...It just broke the belief that "Taoist priests can also be equal to elites" he had just established.
Still pretty superstitious.
Han Nanjun walked through the glass door, and saw a young man sipping coffee.It doesn't look so elite, wearing a slightly thick sweater and a pair of black-rimmed glasses-it looks like a programmer.
Han Nanjun nodded to him politely, "Hi, I'm Han Nanjun, I'm here to look for Senior Brother Liu Xian."
The young man immediately raised his eyebrows, put down the coffee in his hand, walked out from his seat, and walked around Han Nanjun three times in a very exaggerated manner.
Han Nanjun felt a little baffled.
Cheng Nan said excitedly, "You are Master Lin Yue's apprentice?"
Han Nanjun was a little confused, nodded and looked at him suspiciously.
"My name is Cheng Nan," Cheng Nan said after shaking hands with Han Nanjun, "My father was taught by Master Lin when he was young, and he is a half teacher!"
Han Nanjun breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled softly. His master really liked being a teacher for others. Even when he went to the house of the poor master to place orders, he would go up to join in the fun when he saw that the boys in the third grade of elementary school couldn't do the topics.
Cheng Nan took him to Liu Xian's office, and asked along the way: "Do you like coffee, juice, or tea? I'll make it for you."
"Don't bother, just white water." Han Nanjun really couldn't handle it.
Does it mean that to be a Taoist priest here in Shanghai needs to light up the "enthusiasm" skill point?
Han Nanjun suddenly began to feel sad for himself.
Liu Xian's office is quite quaint, with calligraphy and paintings hanging, and an incense burner, very similar to the office of an expert.
Before Liu Xian arrived, Han Nanjun sat down on the sofa and waited for him, and Cheng Nan went to pour water immediately.
But before Cheng Nan came back, Liu Xian had already arrived.
Because Mr. Zou is old, although he is the president, most of the affairs of the Shanghai Daoshu Society have already been taken care of by Liu Xian.Liu Xian took Han Nanjun to register directly.
After the registration was over, Liu Xian took Han Nanjun downstairs to issue the order.
He didn't drink the water Cheng Nan poured.
"The old man prepared a big meal for you at noon. Let's go to Fu Yingman's place first in the morning, and then go directly to the old man's." Liu Xian started the car.
Han Nanjun froze for a moment, "Fu Yingman?"
Liu Xian nodded with a smile: "It's the actress, Fu Yingman. She is our regular customer, she is not bad, and she is generous. There seems to be something wrong this time, and I didn't make it clear on the phone."
Han Nanjun nodded, it was a pity - the old man liked her quite a bit, and for a while she was the screen saver of his mobile phone.
Fu Yingman is not an actor born in an orthodox class, but his acting is extremely aura. When she was in her 30s, with a female documentary, she won the Best Actress Award in a foreign super-A film festival, and the tide has risen even higher since then.
But she has always been very low-key, she doesn't appear in variety shows, doesn't shoot reality shows, and has a good relationship with the media. Apart from filming, she usually raises some flowers and plants.
She is a very delicate little aunt.
After arriving in a wealthy community in Shanghai, Liu Xian drove the car to a villa with a garden.
After getting off the car, Fu Yingman was already smiling and standing on the porch waiting for the two of them.Fu Yingman was wearing a decent long silk dress, and because of the coolness of early spring, she put on an extra piece of artificial leather, which was decent and generous.
It's just that there is some black air around the brows, and it looks a bit like the elite lady Nanjun saw at the airport that day.
When Fu Yingman saw Han Nanjun's fresh face, his beautiful eyes rolled, and he said half-jokingly: "This master is a freshman, but he looks like a fresh meat in my circle. Are you considering changing careers in the master's exam? "
Han Nanjun immediately waved his hands shyly.
Liu Xian laughed loudly, "Stop teasing the kids, go in and talk about your affairs."
Having said this, Fu Yingman had a sad look on his face.
After entering, the three sat on the sofa, and the aunt brought black tea.
In the rising heat, Fu Yingman slowly talked about what happened to her during this period, and asked the aunt at home to take down her tablet.
"Actually, at the beginning, I didn't pay much attention to this small advertisement that popped up suddenly. I thought it was just a gimmick of the game company." Fu Yingman took the tablet and clicked on a video, "This is it."
Liu Xian took the tablet and clicked on it with Nanjun.
The video was shot on Fu Yingman's mobile phone. The interface has become completely black, with a few blood-red typography hanging on it, saying "Countdown to Death", which indeed looks a bit like the advertisement page of some horror games.
After the video ended, Fu Yingman swiped left and clicked on the next video: "Until, this page became like this."
In the video, Fu Yingman's mobile phone is still on, and the page is still completely black, but the number has appeared under the death countdown, which is a blurry but clearly visible blood red "八".
Both Liu Xian and Han Nanjun frowned.
Fu Yingman sighed and continued: "Until this number appeared, I always felt that someone was staring at me. I quickly called Master Liu and made an appointment today. I would like to ask you two to help take a look. To tell you the truth The two said, I also wondered if someone had implanted a virus into my phone or computer at first, but I found someone to check, and there was nothing wrong with my phone or computer.”
Liu Xian looked at Han Nanjun, "What do you think?"
Han Nanjun thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you just take a screenshot?"
"I can't capture it," Fu Yingman looked troubled, "Every time I take a screenshot, it's the normal interface, so I can only record it."
Han Nanjun lowered his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "I think it's like witchcraft."
Liu Xian was a little puzzled, "Witchcraft is more active in the capital of Yunnan, but I haven't seen much in the capital of Shanghai. How did you judge it in Nanjun?"
Although Han Nanjun is usually dumb, he is quite eloquent when it comes to his specialization.
He took the tablet, pointed to the small video and said: "In the small video, there is black air where the mobile phone and Miss Fu's fingers touch. One of the witchcraft in Diandu is to create illusions. Because it is an illusion, so use it directly The screenshot of the mobile phone can only capture the original appearance, and it must not be able to take a screenshot of this page. The video can be recorded because Miss Fu has been in contact with the mobile phone, and the witchcraft has a carrier."
Han Nanjun spoke calmly, while Liu Xian listened carefully.
Only Fu Yingman, as the sufferer, had goosebumps all over his body at the moment, and even pushed his mobile phone away.
Listening to Han Nanjun's analysis, Liu Xian asked with some surprise: "Nanjun, can you look at Qi with the naked eye now?"
Han Nanjun froze for a moment, "Brother, can't you?"
Liu Xian: I'm sorry, I'm too bad...
Liu Xian said with some emotion: "Sure enough, I'm Master Lin's high apprentice, I'm still far behind. So there was a junior brother..."
Speaking of this, Liu Xian quickly waved his hand: "Hey, why did I say this when I issued the order. Then Nanjun, what solution do you have?"
Han Nanjun was still a little embarrassed, but when he saw that Liu Xian didn't seem to care about what he said wrong, he felt relieved and continued, "I don't think this matter is aimed at Miss Fu alone?"
Liu Xian and Fu Yingman were both startled: "What?"
Han Nanjun told about the lady he saw at the airport, emphasizing the dark air between Fu Yingman and her eyebrows.
Fu Yingman touched his brows, feeling a chill behind his back, and goose bumps all over his body.
Liu Xian thought more, the sorcery in Diandu had never appeared in Shanghai, and this time he found Fu Yingman.Not to mention that Fu Yingman pays more attention to food, clothing and housing, but the feng shui layout of her home is carefully arranged by the learner.
How could it be so easy to entangle her?How many people are behind the manipulation?
Liu Xian expressed his doubts and worries.
After thinking about it for a while, Han Nanjun analyzed: "Witchcraft in southern Yunnan likes to use paper figurines, but they need a carrier, and paper figurines can't move alone. What new paper products did Miss Fu buy recently?"
Fu Yingman frowned and thought for a while, but found nothing.It was the aunt standing beside her who seemed to be thinking of something and reminded her: "Miss, have you forgotten the calligraphy work Teacher Qian gave you?"
Fu Yingman nodded immediately: "That's right, if you want to talk about paper products, there is only Teacher Qian's calligraphy and painting!"
Fu Yingman hurriedly led Liu Xian and Han Nanjun upstairs, and when they arrived at the study, Han Nanjun saw a calligraphy and painting enveloped in thick black air.
When Fu Yingman was about to say something, he saw that the tall and long-legged Han Nanjun had already stretched out his hand to stop everyone, and rushed into the study room first, and made a gesture of pulling something in the air, and a child's scream sounded instantly in the room. A thin scream.
In Han Nanjun's hand, there was a small paper man with white red eyes and red mouth, which looked very strange.
Without hesitation, Han Nanjun crushed the paper figurine and began to chant spells to attract thunder.In an instant, the paper figurine in Han Nanjun's hand had been reduced to ashes.
Liu Xian exclaimed: "You also practice Lei Fa?"
Han Nanjun put away the paper ashes, and nodded honestly: "Master said that the thunder method is simple and burns things quickly."
God damn simple!God damn burn things fast!I have been repairing it for almost 20 years, and it is so simple that I can’t recruit a single mine! ?
Liu Xiansheng had nothing to think about, he now understood why his master was so happy to know that Han Nanjun was coming... Isn't it a great event for the Shanghai Daoshu Society that such a genius come here?
When Liu Xian felt inferior here because of his stupidity and lack of talent, Fu Yingman had already walked to Han Nanjun's side, and asked what would happen next with lingering fear.
Han Nanjun said truthfully: "It is not sure whether the influence has been eliminated..."
As soon as Liu Xian heard Han Nanjun's honest speech, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed him, and said to Fu Yingman with a serious face: "Miss Fu, don't worry, at least the paper figurine has been caught, you can sleep for a few days Feel at ease."
At this time, Han Nanjun also realized that he seemed to have said something wrong again, and was a little annoyed.
Although Fu Yingman didn't understand these things, he had always believed in Liu Xian, so he quickly calmed down.Liu Xian gave her some talisman papers and told her to take them with her, and then left with Han Nanjun.
In the car, Liu Xian said to Han Nanjun dumbfoundingly: "I was quite happy at first, we learned that someone with real skills finally came, and I don't have to be angry with that freak of the Bai family. I never thought that you are also an honest person." , tell the truth directly to the sufferer.”
Han Nanjun was a little embarrassed.
Liu Xian quickly waved his hand: "It's not about you, it's about emotion."
Sure enough, he was still useful, at least his mouth still brought in a lot of orders——Liu Xian's self-confidence returned.
Han Nanjun was somewhat interested in another sentence Liu Xian said just now: "Brother, is the Bai family you mentioned just now Bai Yaoyuan?"
The cat in Hannan County had bright eyes, and his expression was an excitement that Liu Xian had never seen before.
Liu Xian was a little inexplicable, "It's him, he has a very bad temper, and his mouth is not forgiving. But there is no way, he is very capable here in Shanghai, otherwise we would not be pushed to the ground by a sick child like him Rubbed. Although Master likes him very much, but, that bad temper is still not good!"
What he said was sour and smelly, and Han Nanjun couldn't help but smile.
Bai Yaoyuan is an outlier in the current Taoism world, not only because of his extremely rare extremely Yin physique, but also because he is an out-and-out disciple of Yin transmission.It's okay to see a ghost, and he also learns spells from ghosts. Many old people in the Taoism world think he is very crazy.But because he did have some abilities, he couldn't say anything loudly.
And...he was the only son of Bai Shuxuan, the current helm of the Bai Group, so the sour old men dared not say anything.
When Bai Yaoyuan was 17 years old, he became famous after he single-handedly exterminated a Hanba.From then on, Han Nanjun regarded Bai Yaoyuan as his idol and always wanted to find an opportunity to discuss with him.
In fact, there is always a feeling of sympathy among the top students—at least Xiao Nanjun thinks so.
There are so many earth-shattering things that Bai Yaoyuan has done, and you can talk about it for a long time if you pick out any Hannan County
Han Nanjun said longingly, "I really hope to see him. I don't know the difference between the spells practiced by Yin Chuan disciples and us."
After Liu Xian was silent for a while, he said quietly: "Then you have something to say to the old man..."
The old man in his family is also a whitewashing school.
Liu Xian suddenly felt that his days in the future would be very sad...
The author has something to say: Bai Yaoyuan (gasp): I'm catching up!
Liu Xian: Heh, the background board is gone.
Thank you for the nutrient solution irrigated by the little baby Yang Ya~Brother Liu Xian gave you the Zhengfuqing Heart Talisman~!
When he reached the 22nd floor, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and took a step back - there was a gossip mirror hanging at the door, and it was in a feng shui formation, which was quite impressive.
...It just broke the belief that "Taoist priests can also be equal to elites" he had just established.
Still pretty superstitious.
Han Nanjun walked through the glass door, and saw a young man sipping coffee.It doesn't look so elite, wearing a slightly thick sweater and a pair of black-rimmed glasses-it looks like a programmer.
Han Nanjun nodded to him politely, "Hi, I'm Han Nanjun, I'm here to look for Senior Brother Liu Xian."
The young man immediately raised his eyebrows, put down the coffee in his hand, walked out from his seat, and walked around Han Nanjun three times in a very exaggerated manner.
Han Nanjun felt a little baffled.
Cheng Nan said excitedly, "You are Master Lin Yue's apprentice?"
Han Nanjun was a little confused, nodded and looked at him suspiciously.
"My name is Cheng Nan," Cheng Nan said after shaking hands with Han Nanjun, "My father was taught by Master Lin when he was young, and he is a half teacher!"
Han Nanjun breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled softly. His master really liked being a teacher for others. Even when he went to the house of the poor master to place orders, he would go up to join in the fun when he saw that the boys in the third grade of elementary school couldn't do the topics.
Cheng Nan took him to Liu Xian's office, and asked along the way: "Do you like coffee, juice, or tea? I'll make it for you."
"Don't bother, just white water." Han Nanjun really couldn't handle it.
Does it mean that to be a Taoist priest here in Shanghai needs to light up the "enthusiasm" skill point?
Han Nanjun suddenly began to feel sad for himself.
Liu Xian's office is quite quaint, with calligraphy and paintings hanging, and an incense burner, very similar to the office of an expert.
Before Liu Xian arrived, Han Nanjun sat down on the sofa and waited for him, and Cheng Nan went to pour water immediately.
But before Cheng Nan came back, Liu Xian had already arrived.
Because Mr. Zou is old, although he is the president, most of the affairs of the Shanghai Daoshu Society have already been taken care of by Liu Xian.Liu Xian took Han Nanjun to register directly.
After the registration was over, Liu Xian took Han Nanjun downstairs to issue the order.
He didn't drink the water Cheng Nan poured.
"The old man prepared a big meal for you at noon. Let's go to Fu Yingman's place first in the morning, and then go directly to the old man's." Liu Xian started the car.
Han Nanjun froze for a moment, "Fu Yingman?"
Liu Xian nodded with a smile: "It's the actress, Fu Yingman. She is our regular customer, she is not bad, and she is generous. There seems to be something wrong this time, and I didn't make it clear on the phone."
Han Nanjun nodded, it was a pity - the old man liked her quite a bit, and for a while she was the screen saver of his mobile phone.
Fu Yingman is not an actor born in an orthodox class, but his acting is extremely aura. When she was in her 30s, with a female documentary, she won the Best Actress Award in a foreign super-A film festival, and the tide has risen even higher since then.
But she has always been very low-key, she doesn't appear in variety shows, doesn't shoot reality shows, and has a good relationship with the media. Apart from filming, she usually raises some flowers and plants.
She is a very delicate little aunt.
After arriving in a wealthy community in Shanghai, Liu Xian drove the car to a villa with a garden.
After getting off the car, Fu Yingman was already smiling and standing on the porch waiting for the two of them.Fu Yingman was wearing a decent long silk dress, and because of the coolness of early spring, she put on an extra piece of artificial leather, which was decent and generous.
It's just that there is some black air around the brows, and it looks a bit like the elite lady Nanjun saw at the airport that day.
When Fu Yingman saw Han Nanjun's fresh face, his beautiful eyes rolled, and he said half-jokingly: "This master is a freshman, but he looks like a fresh meat in my circle. Are you considering changing careers in the master's exam? "
Han Nanjun immediately waved his hands shyly.
Liu Xian laughed loudly, "Stop teasing the kids, go in and talk about your affairs."
Having said this, Fu Yingman had a sad look on his face.
After entering, the three sat on the sofa, and the aunt brought black tea.
In the rising heat, Fu Yingman slowly talked about what happened to her during this period, and asked the aunt at home to take down her tablet.
"Actually, at the beginning, I didn't pay much attention to this small advertisement that popped up suddenly. I thought it was just a gimmick of the game company." Fu Yingman took the tablet and clicked on a video, "This is it."
Liu Xian took the tablet and clicked on it with Nanjun.
The video was shot on Fu Yingman's mobile phone. The interface has become completely black, with a few blood-red typography hanging on it, saying "Countdown to Death", which indeed looks a bit like the advertisement page of some horror games.
After the video ended, Fu Yingman swiped left and clicked on the next video: "Until, this page became like this."
In the video, Fu Yingman's mobile phone is still on, and the page is still completely black, but the number has appeared under the death countdown, which is a blurry but clearly visible blood red "八".
Both Liu Xian and Han Nanjun frowned.
Fu Yingman sighed and continued: "Until this number appeared, I always felt that someone was staring at me. I quickly called Master Liu and made an appointment today. I would like to ask you two to help take a look. To tell you the truth The two said, I also wondered if someone had implanted a virus into my phone or computer at first, but I found someone to check, and there was nothing wrong with my phone or computer.”
Liu Xian looked at Han Nanjun, "What do you think?"
Han Nanjun thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you just take a screenshot?"
"I can't capture it," Fu Yingman looked troubled, "Every time I take a screenshot, it's the normal interface, so I can only record it."
Han Nanjun lowered his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "I think it's like witchcraft."
Liu Xian was a little puzzled, "Witchcraft is more active in the capital of Yunnan, but I haven't seen much in the capital of Shanghai. How did you judge it in Nanjun?"
Although Han Nanjun is usually dumb, he is quite eloquent when it comes to his specialization.
He took the tablet, pointed to the small video and said: "In the small video, there is black air where the mobile phone and Miss Fu's fingers touch. One of the witchcraft in Diandu is to create illusions. Because it is an illusion, so use it directly The screenshot of the mobile phone can only capture the original appearance, and it must not be able to take a screenshot of this page. The video can be recorded because Miss Fu has been in contact with the mobile phone, and the witchcraft has a carrier."
Han Nanjun spoke calmly, while Liu Xian listened carefully.
Only Fu Yingman, as the sufferer, had goosebumps all over his body at the moment, and even pushed his mobile phone away.
Listening to Han Nanjun's analysis, Liu Xian asked with some surprise: "Nanjun, can you look at Qi with the naked eye now?"
Han Nanjun froze for a moment, "Brother, can't you?"
Liu Xian: I'm sorry, I'm too bad...
Liu Xian said with some emotion: "Sure enough, I'm Master Lin's high apprentice, I'm still far behind. So there was a junior brother..."
Speaking of this, Liu Xian quickly waved his hand: "Hey, why did I say this when I issued the order. Then Nanjun, what solution do you have?"
Han Nanjun was still a little embarrassed, but when he saw that Liu Xian didn't seem to care about what he said wrong, he felt relieved and continued, "I don't think this matter is aimed at Miss Fu alone?"
Liu Xian and Fu Yingman were both startled: "What?"
Han Nanjun told about the lady he saw at the airport, emphasizing the dark air between Fu Yingman and her eyebrows.
Fu Yingman touched his brows, feeling a chill behind his back, and goose bumps all over his body.
Liu Xian thought more, the sorcery in Diandu had never appeared in Shanghai, and this time he found Fu Yingman.Not to mention that Fu Yingman pays more attention to food, clothing and housing, but the feng shui layout of her home is carefully arranged by the learner.
How could it be so easy to entangle her?How many people are behind the manipulation?
Liu Xian expressed his doubts and worries.
After thinking about it for a while, Han Nanjun analyzed: "Witchcraft in southern Yunnan likes to use paper figurines, but they need a carrier, and paper figurines can't move alone. What new paper products did Miss Fu buy recently?"
Fu Yingman frowned and thought for a while, but found nothing.It was the aunt standing beside her who seemed to be thinking of something and reminded her: "Miss, have you forgotten the calligraphy work Teacher Qian gave you?"
Fu Yingman nodded immediately: "That's right, if you want to talk about paper products, there is only Teacher Qian's calligraphy and painting!"
Fu Yingman hurriedly led Liu Xian and Han Nanjun upstairs, and when they arrived at the study, Han Nanjun saw a calligraphy and painting enveloped in thick black air.
When Fu Yingman was about to say something, he saw that the tall and long-legged Han Nanjun had already stretched out his hand to stop everyone, and rushed into the study room first, and made a gesture of pulling something in the air, and a child's scream sounded instantly in the room. A thin scream.
In Han Nanjun's hand, there was a small paper man with white red eyes and red mouth, which looked very strange.
Without hesitation, Han Nanjun crushed the paper figurine and began to chant spells to attract thunder.In an instant, the paper figurine in Han Nanjun's hand had been reduced to ashes.
Liu Xian exclaimed: "You also practice Lei Fa?"
Han Nanjun put away the paper ashes, and nodded honestly: "Master said that the thunder method is simple and burns things quickly."
God damn simple!God damn burn things fast!I have been repairing it for almost 20 years, and it is so simple that I can’t recruit a single mine! ?
Liu Xiansheng had nothing to think about, he now understood why his master was so happy to know that Han Nanjun was coming... Isn't it a great event for the Shanghai Daoshu Society that such a genius come here?
When Liu Xian felt inferior here because of his stupidity and lack of talent, Fu Yingman had already walked to Han Nanjun's side, and asked what would happen next with lingering fear.
Han Nanjun said truthfully: "It is not sure whether the influence has been eliminated..."
As soon as Liu Xian heard Han Nanjun's honest speech, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed him, and said to Fu Yingman with a serious face: "Miss Fu, don't worry, at least the paper figurine has been caught, you can sleep for a few days Feel at ease."
At this time, Han Nanjun also realized that he seemed to have said something wrong again, and was a little annoyed.
Although Fu Yingman didn't understand these things, he had always believed in Liu Xian, so he quickly calmed down.Liu Xian gave her some talisman papers and told her to take them with her, and then left with Han Nanjun.
In the car, Liu Xian said to Han Nanjun dumbfoundingly: "I was quite happy at first, we learned that someone with real skills finally came, and I don't have to be angry with that freak of the Bai family. I never thought that you are also an honest person." , tell the truth directly to the sufferer.”
Han Nanjun was a little embarrassed.
Liu Xian quickly waved his hand: "It's not about you, it's about emotion."
Sure enough, he was still useful, at least his mouth still brought in a lot of orders——Liu Xian's self-confidence returned.
Han Nanjun was somewhat interested in another sentence Liu Xian said just now: "Brother, is the Bai family you mentioned just now Bai Yaoyuan?"
The cat in Hannan County had bright eyes, and his expression was an excitement that Liu Xian had never seen before.
Liu Xian was a little inexplicable, "It's him, he has a very bad temper, and his mouth is not forgiving. But there is no way, he is very capable here in Shanghai, otherwise we would not be pushed to the ground by a sick child like him Rubbed. Although Master likes him very much, but, that bad temper is still not good!"
What he said was sour and smelly, and Han Nanjun couldn't help but smile.
Bai Yaoyuan is an outlier in the current Taoism world, not only because of his extremely rare extremely Yin physique, but also because he is an out-and-out disciple of Yin transmission.It's okay to see a ghost, and he also learns spells from ghosts. Many old people in the Taoism world think he is very crazy.But because he did have some abilities, he couldn't say anything loudly.
And...he was the only son of Bai Shuxuan, the current helm of the Bai Group, so the sour old men dared not say anything.
When Bai Yaoyuan was 17 years old, he became famous after he single-handedly exterminated a Hanba.From then on, Han Nanjun regarded Bai Yaoyuan as his idol and always wanted to find an opportunity to discuss with him.
In fact, there is always a feeling of sympathy among the top students—at least Xiao Nanjun thinks so.
There are so many earth-shattering things that Bai Yaoyuan has done, and you can talk about it for a long time if you pick out any Hannan County
Han Nanjun said longingly, "I really hope to see him. I don't know the difference between the spells practiced by Yin Chuan disciples and us."
After Liu Xian was silent for a while, he said quietly: "Then you have something to say to the old man..."
The old man in his family is also a whitewashing school.
Liu Xian suddenly felt that his days in the future would be very sad...
The author has something to say: Bai Yaoyuan (gasp): I'm catching up!
Liu Xian: Heh, the background board is gone.
Thank you for the nutrient solution irrigated by the little baby Yang Ya~Brother Liu Xian gave you the Zhengfuqing Heart Talisman~!
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