Longmai, he ran away with someone

As soon as Song Tianfeng stepped in, he saw the big stupid man on the bed in a daze.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I realize that the little beggar I picked up has a beautiful skin.

A pair of sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, and she was wearing a vest that didn't fit the size, outlining beautiful muscle lines.Seeing Song Tianfeng, he immediately got out of bed and stood on the ground, which was 1.9 meters high, a head taller than Song Tianfeng.

Song Tianfeng was a little displeased to be compared like this: "Don't come so close to me."

However, what was unexpected was that this imposing man actually showed a bit of aggrieved expression when he heard Song Tianfeng's words.

He reached out and grabbed the corner of Song Tianfeng's robe, and looked at him quietly like that.

Song Tianfeng looked down at the hand, then looked up at the man's face, and suddenly frowned.

In their line of work, they subconsciously look at the face when they look at the face.But no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the man's face clearly.It was as if there was a thick layer of fog blocking his vision of exploration.

Silently withdrawing his gaze, Song Tianfeng quickly thought about it.If you can't see through it, you can't see it through. Anyway, if a person enters the supernatant view, he is his person.

"You were picked up by our Shangqingguan, and you are my Shangqingguan. From now on, you will stay in Shangqingguan to do things, you know?"

The man didn't speak, just stared at Song Tianfeng blindly.

Song Tianfeng hesitated: "Are you dumb?"

The man still didn't respond.

"Forget it, since I'm a mute, I probably can't say my own name. I'll pick one for you, and you'll call it 'Cheng', follow my surname." Song Tianfeng laughed suddenly, "Shang Cheng Tian Di, Give you this name, I hope I can find the dragon vein as soon as possible."

Song Cheng just settled down in Shangqing Temple and became the No.3 member.

At the beginning, Yuan Zhengqi was quite happy, there was someone to order, and he was not needed for the errand work.But then he knew that this was all fart!

Song Cheng didn't listen to him at all, he pretended he didn't hear what he said, and only listened to Song Tianfeng.Moreover, he was simply Song Tianfeng's follower, who would follow wherever Song Tianfeng went.Don't speak, just be quiet.Song Tianfeng did what he said, and he was like two people in front of Yuan Zhengqi.

Yuan Zhengqi muttered softly: "It looks like a big president sitting on 500 billion yuan, why is he a guy with a bad brain."

Song Tianfeng was quite satisfied: "Cheng, go and get me a glass of water."

Song Cheng poured a glass of water and sat down next to Song Tianfeng.The chairs are very close together, and the whole person sticks to each other.

Song Tianfeng's complexion was natural, and he poked the person away with a finger: "Cheng, as my servant, you are very good in every way." Say the same thing, just listen to him. "But a qualified servant cannot rely on his master so much, so don't always be so close to me."

Song Cheng blinked, but said nothing.

Looking at this scene, Yuan Zhengqi felt quite strange: "Is it really okay for this person to stay here like this? Don't be a runaway heir to a billionaire family. When he finds out that he is treated like this by us, he will shovel him in a rage." Pingshangqingguan!"

Song Tianfeng's hand holding the water glass paused slightly: "Those books in your room were lost earlier, which affected you too much, and the whole person became very strange. If you want to read books, the bookstore opposite has good history books."

Yuan Zhengqi sneered: "Just don't watch it, but you've adapted so quickly, you're not surprised by the changes in society at all, and you still go to meet each other so naturally."

Song Tianfeng looked at his own reflection in the cup: "There is nothing to be surprised about, many things have their own destiny in reincarnation."

Yuan Zhengqi was just about to ask if it was possible that you could count mobile phones and airplanes a thousand years ago, but he was interrupted by someone rushing in from outside the door.

The man's suit was dirty, and he didn't know where he got the mud.His footsteps were a little vain, and his eyes were also black and blue.

Seeing Song Tianfeng, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and he almost fell at Song Tianfeng's feet.

Song Tianfeng's tone was indifferent: "Calm down first, and then talk slowly. The 500 yuan you left is the deposit, and I will help you naturally."

Yuan Zhengqi: You said yesterday that it was a reward, but today it is a deposit.

His words seemed to give Zhao Wencai a shot in the arm. He swallowed and calmed down a little.

"Master, you have to help me."

Zhao Wencai didn't take Song Tianfeng's words to heart that day.In the past few days, all kinds of problems in the company broke out at once, and he was already very busy.In addition, the normally healthy wife suddenly fell ill.

First I had a cold and a fever, and then I felt so weak that I couldn't even get out of bed.I have also taken medicine and injections, but there is still no improvement.Originally, he wanted to take care of his body slowly, but his wife suddenly fell into a coma.

He couldn't wake up no matter what, and it seemed that something weird had sucked away his wife's energy.

"I thought it was because I didn't eat, so I lost a little weight, but when I got home yesterday, I found that her body has shrunk by half! It really has shrunk by half!" Zhao Wencai gestured vigorously to suppress the panic in his heart . "It's like someone took a straw and sucked away her flesh and blood, causing the skin to collapse! It's like the puff has leaked!"

Yuan Zhengqi: "...you are really a genius at describing ghosts."

Song Tianfeng asked Yuan Zhengqi in a low voice: "What are puffs?"

Yuan Zhengqi was expressionless: "It's a sweet and greasy thing that only women love to eat."

Song Tianfeng secretly wrote down: "I told you last time that you are haunted by ghosts, which is why this kind of thing happened."

Zhao Wencai also likes to read some novels, and when he heard this, he subconsciously said: "I didn't buy anything from the earth at home."

Song Tianfeng was a little surprised that he could still think of this point: "The main source of ghost aura is naturally related to the dead, but it doesn't mean that only funeral objects that come out of the soil can have ghost aura. , driven by strong resentment, will become a resentful spirit, a ghost."

"These resentful spirits and fierce ghosts have been wandering around the world for a long time, invisible and intangible. Maybe before you know it, they have even eaten at the same table with ghosts." Song Tianfeng's words made Zhao Wencai and Yuan Zhengqi tremble. one time.

"But they can't attack or hurt people for no reason. Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. If you provoke a ghost, it must be someone among you who has done something that shouldn't be done." Song Tianfeng's tone was slightly cold , his gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing fiercely into Zhao Wencai's heart.

Zhao Wencai thought hard: "I really can't figure it out, why don't you go to my house and see my wife by the way."

Song Tianfeng nodded slightly and stood up: "Then let's go, don't waste time."

He took two steps forward and stopped suddenly, turned around and faced a human wall, still emitting heat.

"You stay."

Turn around and continue walking, the people behind still follow.

Song Tianfeng stopped in his tracks and looked again, but he still had innocent and blank eyes, so he had no choice but to give up. "Forget it, just follow along." It's good to take it out to see the world, it will be of great use in the future.

Zhao Wencai asked Yuan Zhengqi: "This person is also a person of yours? Why doesn't he seem to have a bright mind?"

"That's not for Shangqing Temple." It's for grandpa.

The author has something to say: Song Tianfeng secretly made a note: puffs, sweet and greasy stuff that only women eat, he shouldn't touch them.

Subsequently

Song Tianfeng struck Yuan Zhengqi's head with one hand, and said righteously: puffs, something that everyone in Fengshui should taste.