Nobody knows I'm a fairy

According to Shen Muzhi's appreciation level, Wei Nanjue is considered to be of the best appearance. Under the handsome sword eyebrows are rare red phoenix eyes, but the eye sockets are extremely deep, looking indifferent and alienated, the contour of the lips is as smooth as a knife, always serious Sip it lightly.

He is tall and straight, with smooth muscular lines, wearing a white shirt with a slightly open neckline, quite star-like.It's just that his clothes are wet now, and his face is livid and slightly embarrassed.

Wei Nanjue coughed and parked the car on the side of the road. Seeing the culprit walking by himself, his face suddenly turned pale: "What were you doing just now?" He spoke in the tone of a president questioning his subordinates.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Shen Muzhi felt amused in his heart, his peach blossom eyes couldn't help being stained with a smile, his lips were slightly lighter in color but extremely well-shaped, like a touch of red in the breeze and bright moon, sparse but charming.

Wei Nanjue has met him several times, but he has never seen him like this. He stayed there for two seconds. After regaining consciousness, he coughed unnaturally and returned to his overbearing president's appearance.

Shen Muzhi grabbed the car window with one hand, and pulled the suitcase with the other hand, saying: "I have no money."

Wei Nanjue was about to say what to do with me if you don't have money, when she raised her chin slightly in admiration and said, "Put the suitcase in the trunk for me."

Wei Nanjue's face darkened, and he said concisely: "Mr. Shen, I thought we were not very familiar."

Shen Muzhi thought that the one your Wei family worshiped was the Great Emperor Gouchen, and I haven't seen so much nonsense from you in offering and burning incense for many years.

But then it occurred to him that he was already a mortal child, not a clay sculpture in that Taoist temple, and Wei Nanjue's reaction was normal, but he was used to being a god, and he forgot his sense of proportion when talking to people.

So he lowered his body, leaned on the car window and stared at Wei Nanjue eagerly, saying, "Wei Nanjue, I'm hungry." Although Shen Muzhi descended from a god, his body still belonged to the original owner, and he coughed from time to time, which was really sweet. Pitiful.

Wei Nanjue was in a hurry to go to work, and when he saw him stuck on the car window like a dog's skin plaster, his veins burst out.But because he was as thin as a leaf that would run away when the wind blows, he didn't dare to come hard, so he had to get out of the car and move his luggage to the trunk.Seeing this, Shen Muzhi happily sat in the co-pilot, then fell asleep.

Wei Nanjue sat back in the car again, saw Shen Muzhi sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, pushed him with his hands, and was slapped away impatiently.Wei Nanjue had no choice but to suppress his temper and stepped on the accelerator, and an alarm sounded in the car.He turned his head and saw that Shen Muzhi hadn't fastened his seat belt.

He had no choice but to lean over to help Shen Muzhi fasten it. Unexpectedly, the sleepy god woke up suddenly, and looked at him incredulously, "I know you like my brother, but I don't think he and I look alike at all. picture."

"I just......"

"Okay, you don't need to explain, I understand."

"I do not have......"

"Shh, don't talk about it, it will be annoying if you talk about it."

"..."

Wei Nanjue resisted the urge to throw him out of the car, and forcibly terminated the conversation.

The Maybach swayed slowly in the urban area, stopped and stopped all the way to the suburbs, and when it got out of the city, it was like a wild horse that had run wild, and drove to the destination at a fast speed.After a while, they got off the highway and stopped in front of a manor along a cement-paved path.

"woke up."

After being slapped on the shoulder by Wei Nanjue, Shen Muzhi slowly rubbed his eyes and looked around.Before he got out of the car, he felt a cold air emanating from the manor, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.Because this Zhuangzi faces south from the north, the wind is warm and moist, and it looks like Tibetan wind gathers energy. It should be built here after someone has seen it.It stands to reason that the sun should be sufficient and transparent to make people feel happy and comfortable.

But this manor is not the case, and the villas located in it, the curtains of every window are tightly drawn, which is against common sense.

Could it be that he raised little ghosts, or made offerings to evil gods?

Shen Muzhi opened the car door while thinking, and pulled out his luggage from the trunk.

Seeing him dragging the suitcase, Wei Nanjue said with a straight face, "Why are you dragging the suitcase?"

Shen Muzhi has a nose and an eye and said: "Things are also wealth, and it is only when you take it with you before you settle it that you can break the disaster of no wealth."

Should have thrown you out.Wei Nanjue's brows twitched and was about to speak when an old lady walked out of the manor and greeted them when she saw them.

The old lady ran over in small steps, pushed open the iron gate outside the manor, and asked, "Excuse me, is Wei Nanjue Master Wei?" Wei Nanjue nodded calmly and hummed.

Seeing that Wei Nanjue was only 25 years old, Shen Muzhi couldn't help but pretend to be mature and sophisticated, he couldn't help being amused, and said to himself: "Your fairy grandfather, I have such seniority and I don't pretend to be in front of others."

Thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing, the old lady saw Shen Muzhi's appearance, and saw that he was sick and dragging the suitcase, so she only thought that he was Wei Nanjue's assistant, so she didn't look at him directly, Guang and Wei Nanjue say.

"Master Wei, it's great that you're here. My master has already lost a lot of hair due to that thing."

"How long has it lived in your house?"

"Let me see, whoops, was here like three years ago."

"But it's just recently started to be weird?"

"Isn't it? At first, the maid serving the master's daily life suddenly fell down the stairs. It was terrible... Later, several servants said that they saw the maid who fell to death standing upside down where she died. It's frightening to death. Even my big, fat old woman has nightmares every night, dreaming of a room full of blood, wet and fishy." The old lady glanced cautiously in the direction of the villa, and said in a low voice, "Several The servants have all resigned, saying that they dare not risk their lives to make money."

According to the old lady, this manor used to be the former residence of a designer. Later, the designer immigrated, and the current owner bought it and remodeled it.After hearing this, Shen Muzhi understood, no wonder it looked so awkward, the originally elegant and unique gardening was inexplicably tainted with the smell of copper, and the unique and intelligent column design was sprayed with gold paint, all of which highlighted the image of "I am rich" and "I am rich". Nouveau riche temperament.

The three walked towards the villa through the garden, and a middle-aged man was immediately greeted inside. He wore a soft leather hat on his head and gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and he looked very refined.

He stretched out his hand to Wei Nanjue: "Surely this is Master Wei, right? Hello, I am the owner of this manor, Qi Maode." Wei Nanjue also reached out to shake his hand in cooperation, looking like someone A scene from a business ceremony.

Qi Maode's calm and composed appearance did not reveal that he was anxious about the haunting in the villa, but Shen Muzhi noticed the bumpy nails on his outstretched hands.Immersed in the human resources department of the Siyu Department for many years, Shen Muzhi's eyes are so poisonous, he immediately knew that Qi Maode, a rich man, was in a panic, but wanted to pretend to be calm and calm to bargain with Wei Nan.

So he secretly recruited a gust of wind to blow the melon seeds on Qi Maode's head, and saw the cowhide soft hat fall to the ground with a "plop", revealing a brand new shiny marinated egg.

"As you said, your master has indeed lost a lot of hair." Shen Mozhi said to the old lady.

Qi Maode hurriedly picked up the hat and put it back on his head, only then did he notice Shen Muzhi.I saw him wearing a sweater and jeans, dragging his luggage, his eyes slightly squinted, and he looked like he didn't have enough sleep. He didn't know if he was here for work or to mess things up.

So Qi Maode looked at Wei Nanjue tentatively, and said, "Master Wei, who is this?"

Wei Nanjue really didn't want to introduce him, but he brought the man himself, and he was about to finish singing the play on his knees, so he said solemnly, "My assistant."

Qi Maode didn't really believe it, and it wasn't easy to take Wei Nanjue's face, so he just laughed dryly and said: "Hehe, the young man is really young and promising."

Shen Muzhi didn't care about his hypocrisy, he only smelled the aroma of food coming from the dining room, and his stomach grumbled twice in response to the occasion, so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

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The difference between Shen Muzhi and Wei Nanjue in advertising

Wei Nanjue: I am a professional in ghost hunting.

Shen Muzhi: Professional ghost hunting, four for one yuan, hehe!