The master is playing hooligan every day [system]

The next day Zhou Beiming was woken up by the empty city plan sung in his stomach. The sky outside was already a little bright. He tried to call a little angel twice, but no one paid attention to him. Knowing that it was not morning yet, he wanted to endure it for a while before getting up. Good for the next step.

He turned over under the quilt and found that the quilt was wet, presumably it was the sweat from taking medicine last night and sleeping.Reaching out and touching his neck, the fever has completely subsided.

Zhou Beiming felt that the quilt was wet and sticky and uncomfortable, so he got up and turned the quilt under it, and the quilt was turned over and lay down again.But this time when he lay down again, he still felt a sticky coolness somewhere on his body. He was startled, reached out and touched his crotch, and said to himself, fuck it.

On the first night in this world, I honestly slept, and actually had a dream, a nocturnal,?He quickly took off the pants, wiped them vigorously and threw them out, only to feel better with his bare buttocks.

Last night... He stared at the bright red festive bed curtain above his head, and recalled what happened last night.

He was really too tired yesterday, he almost fell asleep in bed, and before falling asleep, the little angel read a bunch of data to him.Afterwards, it seemed that it was indeed a dream. Zhou Beiming reached out and touched the tassels hanging from the head of the bed, thinking, that dream can also be regarded as an impulsive spring dream?

He walked alone in the woods where he was bald in the cold winter, and his clothes were thin so he shivered a little.After walking for a while, my body suddenly became hot. When I lowered my head, it turned out that I was wrapped in a white robe.I don't know if it was because of the white robe added to his body, his whole body became hotter and hotter, and gradually became unbearably hot, and he sweated profusely all over his body, so he unbuttoned his clothes again, and wiped his chest by the way.This touch not only made me feel sweat, but also felt a little familiar in my hand, which seemed to be the feeling of touching my muscles that day.

I can't remember the rest, Zhou Beiming sighed, retracted his hands under the quilt, and growled a little in his heart, it's true that the muscles grew on him... Isn't that himself, what is this?

"What is this? Master, what are you talking about? I didn't hear the one in front." The little angel went online suddenly and asked him suspiciously.

Zhou Beiming was taken aback, his face turned hot, "No, it's nothing, just say why you haven't come yet."

"Oh," the little angel thought that the master missed her, so she smiled purely and asked, "Then what are we doing today, master~"

"Well, today... let's go entertaining today!"

When I went into the store yesterday, I asked if I could help with errands and buy some clothes for me. At first, Xiao Eryi saw his sloppy body, thinking that he was a poor and weird person who was just messing with people, and he was full of displeasure.

Zhou Beiming looked at his nostrils that were eager to vent his anger and sneered, and slapped all the money in his pocket on the table with a slap, that Xiao Er's face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum under the sun, and he quickly went to work.

At this moment, Zhou Beiming flipped through the clothes bought by the waiter in the shop.Xiaoer's work is very meticulous, with everything in the inner and outer robes.Touching the material, Zhou Beiming nodded, money makes ghosts turn mills, and the clothes that cost money to buy are good.

He picked out a black robe and put it on, and the little angel immediately praised him excitedly, causing Zhou Beiming to laugh up to the sky proudly, and admired it beautifully in front of the bronze mirror in the room for a long time before he stopped.But in the end, he picked up another coarse linen suit that he had specially given to him and changed into it.Putting on this outfit, coupled with Zhou Beiming's confident acting skills, he shrank his neck and bent his back, making him feel pitiful and wretched.

"How?" He tilted his neck and grinned and asked the little angel.

"..."

"This is what we will wear for dinner today."

After tidying up properly, Zhou Beiming went downstairs to eat and drink, and wandered back and forth in Lin'an City. Finally, he saw a lively place with a big tree on its back, and sat down on the ground casually. He didn't know where to find a sign to support it When he got up, he drew a picture of the Eight Diagrams in a decent manner, and wrote a few elegant big characters of the first week of the rivers and lakes.

Then he grabbed a handful of soil mixed with some water and Yihe, and began to rub it on his face. After rubbing it, he closed his eyes and leaned back against the big tree to start today's so-called business.

What a suave and handsome young man, suddenly turned into a half-blind man by this treatment.He has planned everything, with the help of little angels, is he afraid that he will be one, two, three?

"Master, I don't want to get along with you and return my beautiful boy!" the little angel roared.

"What do you know? This is masculinity! And a half-immortal who has magic tricks is always coming and going in the wind and rain. A man who has seen all kinds of things in the world, how can he be a good-looking guy with delicate skin and tender flesh?" Zhou Beiming took a look. ear, blowing like a fairy breath, and then said slowly, "And the most important point, we have no money."

The little angel was speechless by the master's last sentence, and could only sulk on the side.

Although his complexion is blue and sloppy, but with a smile on his face and closed eyes, he has an immortal demeanor that really fooled many passers-by, and a few women came to ask for divination, but the little angel said that he did not conform to the system and only took care of him. After happily rejecting the service tenet of "male animals", he managed to earn dozens of copper coins just by relying on his superb acting skills and shameless lips.

At noon, I dawdled and bought two biscuits from the biscuit truck passing by. I ate them leisurely to satisfy my hunger, and asked the little angel during the period.

"How is my various data going up this noon?"

The little angel looked down on this kind of pure deception skills that came without effort, and replied angrily: "It's slow to death, the wisdom value is now 23, the trust value is 65, and the others have not moved."

Zhou Beiming opened his mouth in disbelief, and half of the biscuits in his mouth fell on his lap, "It took me a long time to talk, but it only increased so little?"

"That's right," the little angel felt aggrieved, "Besides, the master's force value is still 0 ah 0! As long as one item is less than 1111 points, you will die!"

Zhou Beiming picked up the biscuits that fell on his lap just now, stuffed them into his mouth and lay down again. He stared at a white cloud above his head and meditated. The value of force is such a thing. Thinking about killing a wolf at that time, it only increased 3 points. How could it be done with such a weak body now!

He couldn't think of a solution for a while, and scratched his hair and closed his eyes angrily.Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and someone stood above him just to block the sunlight.

"Who is this?"

The little angel started screaming: "It's a handsome guy!"

When Zhou Beiming heard it, he had a bad feeling, thinking that the little angel was talking about Shen Linnan from yesterday, who knew that he had lied to him and came to trouble him, so he immediately lay still and pretended to be dead.But the man squatted down beside him, and said with a sneer, "Heh, the first week of the rivers and lakes?"

The voice was not familiar, it wasn't Shen Linnan, Zhou Beiming put his heart into practice, and slowly opened his eyes to look at the man above his head.

This man is not very old, and the facial features on his face are pleasing to the eye. He is wearing a brocade gown embroidered with gold silk, embroidered with three colorful water ripples on the gown, and a golden silk ribbon hangs down lightly on his hair. Da Lengtian was still holding a gilded paper fan in his hand, seeing that he opened his eyes, he got up and took half a step back, waiting for him to get up with a look of jokes on his face.

Zhou Beiming got up and sat down, only then did he realize that this young man was not alone. Not far behind him stood a tall man with black clothes, black pants and black hair, holding the hilt of his sword in his waist and looking at him with a dark face. here.

Zhou Beiming saw that the young man looked cute and well-behaved, accompanied by guards, and with his proud tone of voice, he looked like a rich dude, and he immediately nodded and bowed in the mentality of being rich if he is a dog.

He nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, it's me. Do you want to have a divination, my lord?"

"That's exactly what I meant," said the young master, clapping his hands, "If you don't know, I'm going to smash your stall."

Zhou Beiming asked: "I don't know what the young master wants to count?"

The young master took a step forward, bent down and whispered to him: "Even if you count the famous sword in the Jianghu, where is the sword now?"

Zhou Beiming was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at the black-clothed guard next to him from the corner of his eye. He must have frowned after hearing this.Seeing this, he thought for a while, crossed his legs, leaned forward on purpose, and whispered mysteriously: "Today's sword sacrifice is a major event in the Jianghu. If you say it, it's a secret. Can you change it to someone more personal?" ?”

"Oh, that's not interesting." The young man straightened up, glanced casually at the man in black, and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Zhou Beiming closed his eyes and pinched his fingers for a while, motioning for the young master to come and gently hold his palm to look at it.He couldn't see it, he didn't know what he saw, and his thick skin turned red. He glanced sideways at the man in black, coughed dryly, and gently put the little boy's hand back.

Zhou Beiming calmed down his thoughts and said pleasantly, "Young Master is really a rich and powerful man. Not only did he come from a previous life, but from now on... he will also be accompanied by an expert. It is no wonder that he has been carefree all his life."

"Be more specific." Fang Wanxi has seen a lot of this so-called quack calculations. At most, they are just a group of liars who talk about people and talk about people. Naturally, they don't believe it very much, so they just asked casually. .

"After my calculation..." Zhou Beiming turned his head and smiled at the man in black, stood up and clasped his fists at the young master, and said, "I don't know if this is the son of Fang Wanshi, the owner of Qingya Village in Lin'an City, the young master Fang Wanxi is here , I hope you will forgive me for any offences."

"You didn't know me before?" Fang Wanxi was surprised. Normally speaking, according to his usual grand appearance every time, he wished that every corner of Lin'an City knew that the young master of the Fang family was out to play again. There are really not many people in this city who don't know him.

"I just came from the east, seeing the beautiful mountains and waters of Lin'an City, I want to live here for a while."

Fang Wanxi nodded disapprovingly, and asked, "What else have you figured out?"

"I also learned from the hangup that these two days are the most chaotic and busy time for the Fang family. The young master still chooses to travel in a simple way. I am afraid that the solemn and heavy atmosphere in the village and the noise of martial arts people from all walks of life in the past few days may make you feel uncomfortable. And the guilt towards my cousin will come out to breathe, right?"

Fang Wanxi was taken aback, the fact that his uncle was killed by a sword the night before yesterday was no longer a secret, it has already spread to every sect in the rivers and lakes in the past two days, whether it is watching the excitement or mourning sincerely, the elegance of the past two days Zhuang is really not elegant at all.Feeling his father's, especially... his cousin's painful emotions, he really couldn't suppress it, so he decided to go out today and take a walk around to relax.

"You...you said it exactly!" Fang Wanxi said in shock.

At this moment, the little angel chimed in and interjected, "Master, your trust value has increased so fast."

Zhou Beiming ignored the little angel, just smiled at the other party's Wanxi and said, "Master, you are laughing. I am bold and willing, and I am willing to help Mr. Fang solve his worries and doubts, and do my best to help him get rid of the depression in his heart as soon as possible."

Fang Wanxi saw that he was really different from other swindlers, and he immediately liked him greatly, so he took his hand without thinking he was dirty, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay! Please let this gentleman come along with you." I'll go back to Qingyazhuang, let's have a good chat!"

Zhou Beiming's hand was tightly held by Fang Wanxi, and he thought to himself, if this continues, the black-faced old man next to me will kill me.He quickly pulled it out calmly, cupped his fists and bowed to Fang Wanxi, packed up his clothes and followed him to Qingyazhuang.

This Fang's family is really big. Just the golden lions on both sides of the gate of Qingyazhuang's house can tell that it is unusual. If it weren't for the white cloth and white strips of funeral luggage hanging on the front door, the servants lined up outside the door. Waiting to be greeted or sent off were all guests who came in and out with sad faces, Zhou Beiming really had to study whether the two lions were pure gold.

Fang Wanxi led Zhou Beiming away for about half an hour before reaching a relatively quiet courtyard. He ordered the servant to bring some tea and snacks, and invited Zhou Beiming to enter the house with him.

Zhou Beiming sat down in response, his body straightened a little unconsciously, he raised his entire left leg and pressed it on his right leg, his thighs overlapped perfectly and he curled up perfectly.

As soon as he put his hands on his lap, the little angel hurriedly said: "Master, master, pay attention to your sitting posture! Sitting posture!"

Only then did Zhou Beiming come to his senses, this motherly gesture made him feel awkward immediately, and he didn't want to withdraw it quickly to look too deliberate.

So he leaned back on the chair, raised his left leg and slid outwards, and opened his leg, just when his left ankle rested on his right knee and stopped. He leaned forward, with his left elbow directly touching his left knee. I finally found a sitting posture for a man with my own face.

Sometimes this sissy's body will unconsciously make some sissy movements, and Zhou Beiming has to pay attention to adjustments from time to time. He secretly glanced at Fang Wanxi, and found that the other party didn't care about these details, so he was relieved.

Before the two of them could say a few words, a girl's cry came from far and near in the courtyard. It was clear but sad.

Fang Wanxi frowned, and as soon as he got up, the door was slammed open by the girl, she cried and threw herself into Fang Wanxi's arms, shouting intermittently: "Brother Wanxi, you, you must, kill, kill for me. Kill that Shen Linnan!"

The author has something to say:

Mou Ming didn't want to talk today and threw a pair of pants at you...

Mou Ming slowed down, and just about to speak, he remembered that he was a mother again today, and immediately closed his mouth again.