Boss, he is no longer a man

Bai Yaoyuan took Han Nanjun to his car, and after saying "get in the car", he got in the car and sat down.

Until Bai Yaoyuan started the car, Han Nanjun was still standing outside the car with an embarrassed and anxious expression on his face.

Bai Yaoyuan was surprised, and lowered the window of the co-pilot: "What are you doing?"

Han Nanjun whispered, "This door can't be opened..."

With an inexplicable smile on Bai Yaoyuan's face, he got out of the car and opened the co-pilot's wing door for Han Nanjun, and returned to his driver's seat after seeing him seated.

Han Nanjun hugged his schoolbag and nestled in the co-pilot, blushing so much that he was about to bleed.

Bai Yaoyuan glanced at him: "Seat belt."

"Oh!" Han Nanjun looked to the right, looking for a seat belt... but there was nothing.

"That..." Han Nanjun looked at Bai Yaoyuan who was watching him, "Where is the seat belt?"

Bai Yaoyuan curled his lips and approached Han Nanjun.Han Nanjun could smell the body wash and shampoo on Bai Yaoyuan's body!Or is it perfume?It can't be deodorant! ?

Because Han Nanjun's brain is too active, it has been burned into a pot of porridge.

Bai Yaoyuan deliberately moved closer to fasten Han Nanjun's seat belt, and sat back in his seat, "This is your first time riding a sports car?"

Han Nanjun honestly gave a "hmm".

Bai Yaoyuan laughed viciously, and after pressing the start button, he said lightly, "Then don't spit in my car."

"...???" He had a bad premonition!

Han Nanjun's face turned pale instantly.

More than ten minutes later, Han Nanjun returned to Mr. Zou's small bungalow again.

Han Nanjun quickly opened the car door, then rushed to the trash can, hugged the trash can and began to output crazily.

Bai Yaoyuan raised his eyebrows, walked slowly to Han Nanjun's side, took his primary school schoolbag, threw it beside him, and said quietly: "Come later, I'll go first."

Han Nanjun hugged the trash can with complicated emotions.

Although I have heard a lot of bad things about my idols, I have never experienced it myself.

Now that I have experienced it, Han Nanjun actually thinks those bad words are... quite polite.

When Bai Yaoyuan entered the small bungalow, Mr. Zou found it strange that only one person had returned, and asked where Nanjun had gone.

Bai Yaoyuan slumped on the sofa as soon as he tilted, and mouthed outside: "Oh, I'm vomiting."

The old man poked his calf with his cane: "You, you don't drive well! That's Lin Yue's apprentice!" After finishing speaking, the old man hurriedly asked Aunt Chen at home to go out and have a look.

Bai Yaoyuan was stunned for a moment, "Lin Yue's apprentice?"

The old man was angry: "How else could it be so powerful? You didn't make a move just now, did you? Bully someone?"

Bai Yaoyuan remembered the thunder that hurt his ears.Although he didn't speak, he suddenly felt guilty for no reason.

Mr. Zou looked at him and continued, "Lin Yue died of a sudden illness, and Nanjun was an orphan with no relatives. Just remember that Lin Yue taught you to draw a lot of talismans. Don't bully others like you bullied Liu Xian."

Liu Xian who just walked in: ...Damn it! ! !

Bai Yaoyuan frowned: "Old Lintou died of a sudden illness?"

Old Master Zou sighed: "The situation of Qingshan Sect..." Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone present knew it.

The Qingshan School has always been exclusive, and it pays special attention to respecting teachers and abiding by ancient rules.When Lin Yue was traveling around, he was often called and taught by the people of the Green Mountain Sect. In their view, if he did not practice Taoism on the mountain, running around would be an insult to the sect.

Lin Yue didn't pay much attention at first, but after his master fell ill, Lin Yue still couldn't bear to say that he couldn't go back to take care of the elderly.So Lin Yue picked up Nanjun from the Yicheng Welfare Institute, and while taking care of his master, he also taught Nanjun skills.

Bai Yaoyuan also didn't speak for a while, but when Han Nanjun came in with a pale face, he looked embarrassed and guilty for a moment.

Bai Yaoyuan's bad personality is bad, but it's not to the point where he doesn't know good from bad.

Han Nanjun almost vomited out his lunch. After entering the room, he rinsed his mouth first, and swallowed a piece of mint given by Aunt Chen, and felt much better.

Seeing that everyone in the living room was waiting for him, he hurried over and sat down.

Mr. Zou asked kindly, "Nanjun, are you all right?"

Han Nanjun quickly waved his hands, blushing uncontrollably—he was really ashamed today.

Han Nanjun secretly turned his head to take a look at Bai Yaoyuan, but he seemed a little embarrassed.Before Han Nanjun had time to think about it, the old man over there started talking to Liu Xian about the paper figurine and the countdown.

Liu Xian described what he saw at Fu Yingman's house in the morning and what he just went to another female staff's house, and then analyzed: "Nanjun suspects witchcraft in the morning, and I agree with it, Master, do you want me to?" Contact the person in charge at Diandu?"

The old man frowned, looked at Bai Yaoyuan and Nanjun: "How about you two? Tell me."

Bai Yaoyuan felt guilty for a while, as if he had rewritten the story of teasing Han Nanjun.Now he was lazily eating a piece of apple, nestled in the sofa and said, "It's indeed like witchcraft, but the way of folding and drawing the paper doll is a bit like magic, and the way is quite complicated."

Han Nanjun: "It seems that there are only female sufferers for the time being?"

As soon as Han Nanjun's words came out, everyone also noticed this.

The old man pondered for a moment, and said to Liu Xian: "Go and contact the person in charge of Diandu, mainly to see if there are any wizards who know how to spell. Then ask everyone who has learned to ask the people around you if they have received it. This countdown. Although it is not clear what is going on, let's do preventive work first."

Liu Xian nodded, took the phone and went out.

The old man turned his head to look at Bai Yaoyuan and Nanjun again, and suddenly said: "Nanjun, please draw some talismans for Xiaobai, he is weak."

Suddenly being named by the old man to draw a talisman for his idol, Han Nanjun was a little dizzy from the surprise, but when he looked at Bai Yaoyuan, Han Nanjun hesitated...

Although the idol's temper is indeed the same as the rumors, and he doesn't mind it too much, but his performance in front of the idol is really bad today, it can be described as "disaster".

Bai Yaoyuan was very supportive of the old man's affection, and immediately agreed with the old man, saying politely: "Then trouble Nanjun."

It fully proves that Bai Yaoyuan can still speak human language, but he doesn't like to speak it.

Han Nanjun saw that his idol didn't mind meeting him in a disaster at all, so he immediately stood up angrily again, washed his hands, knelt down on the small coffee table in the living room and began to draw symbols.

Good and hardworking.

At first, Mr. Zou was going to ask him to change places and find a brighter place, but when he thought that Lin Yue was also a person who never picked a place to draw a charm, he knew that Nanjun's skills would only be better than his master.

Mr. Zou waited for Nanjun while drinking tea, and chatted with Bai Yaoyuan by the way.

"Is Shuxuan okay these days?"

Bai Yaoyuan glanced at Han Nanjun who was serious about drawing talismans, "It's pretty good. When you scolded me yesterday, your voice was loud and confident."

Mr. Zou was funny, "Don't be angry with her. It's not easy for Shuxuan."

Bai Yaoyuan was about to speak, but suddenly he coughed as if he had been choked.

This cough seemed to be unstoppable, he curled up all over, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.A handsome face was full of pain.He coughed and rolled off the sofa, and the pair of symmetrical cinnabar moles on his earlobe were as red as burning.

Everyone in the room was shocked.

Han Nanjun dropped the talisman pen in his hand immediately, he was close to Bai Yaoyuan, rushed over and helped him half-carrying and half-carrying him onto the sofa, and quickly took the tea brought by Aunt Chen, and fed it to Bai Yaoyuan slowly .

Han Nanjun felt like he was holding an iceman... Bai Yaoyuan's body temperature was too low!

After Bai Yaoyuan drank the water, he was still coughing, and his originally cold and pale complexion turned red within a few minutes. He couldn't say a word, and could only hold Han Nanjun's arm, with a painful expression on his face.

Han Nanjun frowned and asked quickly, "Aunt Chen, do you have dates?"

Aunt Chen nodded immediately, and Mr. Zou seemed to understand something, "Nanjun, do you want to use the Jujube Curse?" The Jujube Curse is Sa Zhenren's most famous Zhu Youshu after Leifa. Although it is famous, the effect varies from person to person. However, more often... it is useless.

Han Nanjun nodded, but he didn't see Mr. Zou's hesitant expression.

His arm was pinched red by Bai Yaoyuan, he didn't care about the pain, he took the date brought by Aunt Chen, dipped his little finger in clean water and attached it to the date, he never stopped chanting the mantra, and the speed of his speech It was almost impossible to hear what he was saying.After cursing, Han Nanjun blew on the jujube in his hand, and immediately fed it to Bai Yaoyuan.

Physiological tears flowed from the corners of Bai Yaoyuan's eyes. After swallowing the dates, the coughing sound gradually subsided, and he was able to breathe normally.The cinnabar mole on the earlobe seemed to have returned to its normal blood red color.

While everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief, Mr. Zou also had a new understanding of Nanjun's ability - he could use the Jujube Curse technique so well, and the Qingshan Sect could drive people away, it's simply unbelievable!

After thinking about it, Mr. Zou said to Bai Yaoyuan worriedly: "Xiaobai, your body..."

Before Mr. Zou finished speaking, Han Nanjun reached out and brushed off Bai Yaoyuan's shirt collar.Bai Yaoyuan was still recovering, and forgot to dodge for a while.The more important thing was that he had just finished coughing, so he really didn't have the energy to hide back.

Han Nanjun looked at the thing on his fingertips with a serious expression: "No, it's the ashes of the paper doll."

Before everyone in the room could react, Han Nanjun stood up immediately: "Senior brother, hurry up, I have to go to Miss Fu's house again!" Han Nanjun quickly packed up his things and explained, "The ashes of the paper man There seems to be something attached to it, and there is no one in the house of the two staff members, but Miss Fu may be in danger!"

Mr. Zou and Liu Xian didn't dare to trust him, so Liu Xian quickly stood up and rushed outside with Han Nanjun.

Bai Yaoyuan reluctantly called out to stop them, and threw the keys of his sports car to Liu Xian: "Drive my car."

Liu Xian took Bai Yaoyuan's car keys without any hesitation, and went out with Han Nanjun directly.

Sitting in Bai Yaoyuan's sports car again, this time Han Nanjun was extremely nervous and Liu Xian didn't deliberately flick his tail at high speed, so Han Nanjun not only didn't get motion sickness, he didn't even feel uncomfortable when he got off the car.

As soon as Han Nanjun and Liu Xian got out of the car, they heard a high-pitched scream from upstairs. Han Nanjun rushed into the house, and after going upstairs in three or two steps, he saw Fu Yingman volleying in a very strange posture. Hanging in the study, his feet had left the ground, his hair was pulled by an invisible force, and his expression was painful and frightened.

With a serious expression, Han Nanjun quickly took out the magic whip from his schoolbag, and immediately threw it at Fu Yingman's head after pulling it away.

There was a goosebumps child's laughter in the room, Fu Yingman's hair was loosened by that invisible force, and seeing that the whole person was about to fall to the ground, Liu Xian hurriedly followed behind Han Nanjun He caught Fu Yingman.

Fu Yingman was still in shock, his hair was disheveled, and fear was written all over his usually delicate and leisurely face.Liu Xian stood in front of her to protect her, holding a piece of talisman in his hand, with a tense and solemn expression.

Han Nanjun held the whip and said in a bad tone, "Come out!"

The child was still laughing, Han Nanjun bit his index finger and smeared the blood on his right eye.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a spooky boy about five or six years old sitting on the top of Fu Yingman's bookcase.His eyes were empty, only white. He looked at Han Nanjun, tilted his head and asked, "Did you see me? Why did you hit me? It hurts so much!"

Han Nanjun's face was expressionless, and he even had some ferocity that he didn't usually see: "Why do you kill living souls?"

Han Nanjun's attitude towards ghosts is very clear: he can be amiable if he hasn't killed a ghost who has ever killed a living soul, but as long as a ghost has bad thoughts, it will be a fat beating if he is caught by Nanjun.

On this point, the wandering souls around Suzaku Mountain have a deep understanding. When teaching new ghosts, they will tell them: being tall does not mean that you will be gentle when you start. When you meet the most beautiful master on the mountain, you must go around. .

Remember, remember.

The author has something to say: Han Nanjun, a cold-blooded tough guy who is selfless against ghosts and ghosts!

Thank you for the nutrient solution that I don’t go and the little baby Yangya, and I pray for you!