Am I the one who was wronged?

After reading the introduction at the front of the book, all because of the three words of Mr. Jin, Zhao Ran said "exploding on the Internet", "a certain annual cool article", and "whoever reads knows".

"Who is Long Aotian" aroused a little bit of interest.

According to the information given by Zhao Ran, this article is still being serialized at a certain point, and it is not yet finished, but it has already become popular, and several editions of the physical book have been published.

When he said this, Zhao Ran touched the cover of the book, with a little doubt on his face, "It's strange, I haven't seen this edition before, and there is no author's name and publishing house on it.

Could it be a new master, which has not been officially put into printing yet, but who would put a master book at our door.

No, I haven't told anyone, I live here! "

Zhao Ran was puzzled and scratched his head. He had just moved here, and the only person who knew the address was Xiao Baiyang.

Oh, I can't call him Little Bai Yang anymore, he has to be called Police Officer Bai, he hangs his head depressed.

Police officer Bai beat Xiaogenzheng Miaohong, and he only read the bulky textbooks when he read books, and he was not interested in fast food literature like Long Aotian at all.

You can pass it directly, and he can't think of others, so he can't understand it, "Master, you said this book, who put it at the door."

They all shook their heads. After the cartons were brought into the house, they checked the inside and outside of the cartons, and found no traces. They were as clean as when they left the factory.

Zhao Ran felt very overwhelmed, "Could it be sent to the wrong door."

Always, "..."

He touched the tablet and typed "da da da", "You don't think there are other people on this floor besides us, right?"

After Zhao Ran finished reading, he shook unconsciously, swallowed his saliva and hid in front of him.

Quietly asked, "Master, uncle, it's not easy for you to catch it. Can you think of a way to notify Wuchang and let them come and catch it for performance."

They all took the tablet and typed, "It's only been a month and a half, what performance are you aiming for?"

Zhao Ran pursed his lips and looked sad, "Then, let's live like this, if you knock on your door every day, won't you feel bothered?"

Always smiling, not annoying, he is very calm.

It knocks and let it knock, he will not move, who is afraid of who.

He took the tablet and typed "Da Da Da", "It's just for you to practice your courage, you can go out for more walks, as long as you don't go to hell, I can get you back, don't be afraid."

Zhao Ran, "...you are not afraid, I am afraid!"

If you wave your hands all the time, then you will be afraid, and you will get used to it if you are afraid.

The monks in the temple, who want to do this, don’t all come here.

Ignore Zhao Ran, picked up "I am Long Aotian", bowed his head and started flipping through the book.

The material of the book looks good, but when you open it, there is a choking smell of ink, which is very uncomfortable.

Yiyi frowned slightly, resisting the urge to close the pages, continued to flip through, and opened Chapter 1.

The book "Who is Long Aotian" describes Feng Shui and antiques, mixed with some anecdotes from the entertainment industry.

The protagonist's surname is Long, and his name is Long Xiaotian.

He is a master of metaphysics who was born in a mountain village, but has a long history of family education and ruthless means.

The appearance is the image of a young peasant worker carrying a worn-out snakeskin bag and stepping on rotten sandals, waiting to squeeze the bus under the bus stop sign.

When getting into the car, he accidentally bumped into someone else with the snakeskin bag on his back. After apologizing, he was caught by a stubborn fat aunt, who made all kinds of cynicism.

Seeing everything here, "..."

He lowered his head and looked at the bag that he never left.

Put yourself in his shoes and think about it, should he scold back when encountering such a thing, or should he keep silent.

If you don't scold, the so-called patience gets more and more angry when you think about it for a while

If he scolds back, he won't be able to practice the silent meditation.

No matter how you look at it, it's not very cost-effective.

Fortunately, fortunately.

When he went down the mountain, he was picked up by a luxury car!

Even if he was rolling around in the car with a bag on his back, no one would dare to speak of him!

Baa ha ha ha, smiling proudly with her hands on her hips.

Of course, Long Xiaotian doesn't practice closed-mouth meditation, so he doesn't have such concerns.

Besides, as a master of metaphysics with deep family background and high ability, and also the protagonist, it is impossible for Long Xiaotian to suffer.

Not only proficient in Feng Shui hexagrams, but also able to observe Qi by face.

Knowing astronomy at the top, geography at the bottom, and being able to see people thoroughly with just a pinch of fingers, how can I suffer from such a bird!

Immediately retorted, shaking off the fat aunt's bottom.

From her husband cheating on a co-worker, her daughter-in-law becoming someone else's mistress, to the grandson she is holding in her hand, who is not from their family, everything has been picked up.

Throw her face and face on the ground for people to trample on!

The fat aunt was so ashamed and out of breath that she fainted in the car.

The people around were busy applauding and applauding. When the crowd dispersed and heard the children crying, they all moved over to watch.

Only to find out that the fat aunt had already passed away and her life had returned to hell.

Always, "...?!"

What an amazing plot.

He believes in the Buddha and pays attention to the compassion of the Buddha himself.

Seeing this, I feel that the plot has caused discomfort, and I can't stand it.

Holding the instant noodles, Zhao Ran moved his head closer, "Master, what did you see, oh, the chapter about the bus slapping the face, did you feel very good?!"

Yiyi frowned, took the tablet and typed, "Excellent?"

Where is the coolness? He didn't feel it at all. Is he too special?

The fat aunt hates the poor and loves the rich, and she is wrong.

But no matter how you look at it, she shouldn't deserve to die. Although it is not stated clearly in the text, it is implied between the lines that it was Long Xiaotian's hand.

Just because of a little quarrel, he killed the invisible master of metaphysics.

They all frowned, thinking to themselves that fortunately this is a novel, how frightening it would be to live in reality.

Looking at his expression, Zhao Ran knew what he was thinking, and said, "When this article was serialized, the comments in the comment area were polarized.

Some people yelled that it was cool, and some people said that the protagonist was too cruel. I remember the author replied, and he said that this matter was adapted from real events.

I also gave a news link, I think about the name, it seems to be called the 418 bus incident. "

As he spoke, he dropped the instant noodle bowl, reached for his mobile phone, and searched for the 418 bus incident. The news reports at that time were still hanging on the Internet.

Of course, not as exciting as the novel, very formulaic tone.

For example, on a certain day in a certain month, a migrant worker had a dispute with a certain lady on the No. 418 bus, and the certain lady died on the bus.

For more details, please see the follow-up report.

... There is no follow-up report, and no matter how I check it, I can't find it.

There is also a video attached below, which was cut from the surveillance camera in the car. The picture quality is a bit blurry, but it can be seen clearly. The situation is the same as in the novel.

The two were far away, only arguing, and there was no pushing or pulling at all, and the fat aunt fell down by herself.

Zhao Ran frowned, and whispered beside him, "This aunt, she must be sick, otherwise she will be fine in the car, and she won't die suddenly."

I always think so, this kind of sudden death is most likely an accident.

However, being disturbed by this, he didn't bother to watch the plot any more, and went directly to the part with Mr. Jin.

Mr. Wenli Jin is a supporting role and a villain. He appeared in Chapter [-]. As a popular star, the heroine Bai Lingling was invited to a charity dinner.

At the banquet, I met Mr. Jin unexpectedly.

The heroine is a big star, so she is naturally beautiful and a natural beauty.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of everyone present, including Mr. Jin.

Just by taking one more look at her at the banquet, Mr. Jin fell in love with her at first sight, and he has never forgotten her ever since.

All kinds of coincidences were created, and he wanted to meet her again, and even proposed to adopt her. With the backing of the Jin family, he made her an international superstar and actress.

But the heroine is a heroine after all. Although she looks extremely coquettish, she is very pure and kind in heart. What she desires most is to get the most sincere feelings.

So without even thinking about it, I resolutely rejected Mr. Jin and asked him to take his money and leave!

It is precisely because of her attitude that Mr. Jin fell in love with her deeply, and gave her gifts and resources in various ways, and praised her to the altar.

From a traffic star who was called a vase to a famous international actress, the heroine always dismissed him, but was deeply attracted by the hero.

After becoming an international actress and returning from accepting awards abroad.

In front of many media, he once again rejected Mr. Jin with righteous words, and then turned around and announced to the male lead.

Seeing this, the corners of their mouths twitched.

This Miss Bai should not be called Bai Lingling, but Bai Lianhua.

Suddenly he remembered that when he and Jiang Ruan went to Jin's house, the white clothes and black trousers were so black and white.

That posture was like an ancient emperor choosing a concubine.

Huanfeiyanshou, Chunhuaqiuyue, each has its own strengths, Mr. Jin is completely indifferent, and he doesn't like any of them.

Besides, Mr. Jin himself, no matter in appearance or temperament, is extremely prosperous.

How beautiful it is, even he, a young eminent monk who has practiced hard since he was a child and accompanied the Buddha, almost couldn't control it, and his mind wandered.

How gorgeous the heroine is, can make Mr. Jin fall in love at first sight, and worry about it.

It is estimated that Chang'e in the moon palace may not be able to personally descend to the mortal world.

He closed the pages of the book, thinking about it.

The Mr. Jin in this book is definitely not the Mr. Jin he knew.

Tsk, this is too far away.

You say that everyone's surname is Jin, but there is such a big difference in how people behave.

He threw the book away and lay down on the bed ready to sleep.

Zhao Ran hugged the pillow, and walked over slowly, "Uncle, can I sleep with you, I'm a little scared."

All generously patted on the side, signaling him to come up by himself, Zhao Ran jumped on the bed happily, "Thank you, uncle, you are so kind to me."

They all raised the corners of their mouths and looked outside the door.

Zhao Ran looked out, but couldn't see anything, "Uncle Master..."

They all put up their fingers and put them in front of their lips, signaling him not to speak.

The cold air spread from the door, and soon swept into the room, covering the entire bed.

Zhao Ran felt cold, so he quickly lifted the quilt, got into the bed,

Arching and arching hard, arching his head out of the bed, and then he was scared to pee.

A huge white face poked right in front of him.

His skin, as white as a whitewashed wall, had touched the tip of his nose.

He yelled in fright, "Ghost!"

After rolling and crawling, he got back into the bed again, trembling, not daring to show his face again.

Always, "..."

He got up to touch the tablet, typed "da da da", "what's the matter?"

Appearing beside their bed was a tall man in a loose white robe and a tall hat with a pale face and a long tongue sticking out.

The tall man looked at him, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, swallowing his long tongue, "You left a mark on that kid, let us not touch him.

We owe you favors, so if we don't move, we won't move, but if he continues to kill like this, he will become a ghost, what are you going to do? "

They all pursed their lips tightly, looked indifferent, lowered their heads and knocked on the tablet, "If he becomes a ghost, I'll save him."

Bai Wuchang got the right words, the corners of his mouth turned up even higher, "Okay."

Tightening the seductive rope in her hand, the bound old lady looked dazed and kept muttering, "Don't grab me, don't grab me, I'll wait for my grandson to come back."

Don't wait, he has been reincarnated for two years, I hooked it myself.

He grabbed the ecstasy lock and took two steps outside, then suddenly turned his head and stared at the book that Yiyi was holding, "This thing has a very evil smell on it, you'd better throw it away."

They were all expressionless, typing on a tablet, "Can't even hold me back?"

Bai Wuchang, "..."

Thinking of the big Buddha behind this one, he almost forgot that this one is the most powerful connection.

Those who earn merit, work hard to accumulate merit, which is far less useful than others who read two volumes of scriptures.

These days, being a ghost is worse than being a monk!

The corners of the upturned mouth twitched strangely, "That's not enough."

They all waved their hands, and it was over, what was he afraid of!

After seeing off Bai Wuchang, they all fell asleep and fell asleep. Zhao Ran shook and shook until midnight, and gradually fell asleep.

After breakfast, they all held prayer beads, meditated in the room, and did morning lessons by chanting scriptures.

The tablet beeped, reminding him that there was news. With his eyes half closed, he finished his morning class calmly.

I just took the tablet and checked the message. It was sent by Dr. Yang, "Miss Bai is coming back today, and Mr. Jin is going to hold a banquet for her. Would you like to come over tonight?"

Yiyi, "..." faintly felt something was wrong.

He quickly tapped on the tablet and replied, "Which Miss Bai?"

Doctor Yang replied quickly, "Which Miss Bai is there, Bai Lingling, Miss Bai, isn't our Mr. Jin thinking about this Miss Bai."

Always, "..."

Damn, so the Mr. Jin in the book is really the Mr. Jin he knows? !

May I ask Mr. Jin, are you blind, otherwise how could you fall in love with that Miss Bai!