The god is an exorcist

On the way back to the office, Yuan Ziyu brought desserts for Xiao Sao as usual, but today he bought syrup trifle pudding, and of course there was also a portion of Doudou.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiaosao greeted him as usual, but before he got close, he felt a strange atmosphere, so he stood half a meter away from him and looked at him suspiciously.

"Come here." Yuan Ziyu pointed at the cake bag in his hand: "I brought you a friend back."

Wipe off the stains on the doll with a wet towel, and then put it on the corner of the table. He saw the little broom who had been on guard and following Doudou who was curiously looking around in the new environment rubbed against him, but his gaze was still fixed on him for a moment. Staying on her body, he deliberately lowered his voice, mysteriously like a secret handover from some underground organization: "What do you want to do with her, sir, keep it?"

Xiao Sao's expression is very serious, but coupled with his childish little face, it becomes a kind of cuteness pretending to be a child, so Yuan Ziyu couldn't help pinching his face, deliberately teasing him: "I One of you is enough to cause a headache, and you need one more? It’s not like opening a nursery school, or it’s better to wait for Hu Zhu to come back and let him take it back to the demon world.”

Xiao Sao pouted displeasedly: "I didn't give Mr. a headache, I'm super-obedient!" To emphasize, the ending sound of the word "super" was deliberately lengthened, which made Yuan Ziyu laugh for a while.

But after that, his expression obviously relaxed a lot, and he also put away his hostility towards Doudou. After dinner, the two demons seemed to have become friends, sitting together and sharing treacle sponge cake pudding.

As for the demolition team, just as Yuan Ziyu expected, except for Gou Dahui who needed to be hospitalized, everyone else was just stunned by Doudou, and at most it was a skin trauma caused by a stone, and a few band-aids would be fine.

As for the entrustment fee, Yuan Ziyu had already given up hope, but he didn't expect that when he woke up the next morning, he saw a text message on his mobile phone indicating that there was more money in the account, which was much more than what he had promised at the beginning. He stared at the text message. After looking at it for a while, I threw the phone aside—although it was not perfect, but from a certain point of view, I still solved their commission. Since they were willing to give it to me, I had no reason not to accept it.

On the other side, in the apartment where Yan Heng lives alone.

Dou Wei shuddered when he saw the wretched Yan Heng who was sitting on the sofa and staring at his hands with a smile on his face.

"I said it's been 10 minutes, what are you doing?"

Yan Heng stretched out his fingers and stretched out his hand in front of him: "Did you see this hand?"

Dou Wei shrank his head back subconsciously, and nodded lazily.

"It's this hand, which was held by the male god yesterday!" After speaking, he started to giggle again: "I decided not to wash my hands in the future."

Dou Wei, who heard this sentence, was so startled that he almost choked to death with his own saliva. After coughing violently for a while, he looked at Yan Heng in disbelief: "I said you haven't washed your hands since yesterday, have you?"

Yan Heng nodded as a matter of course.

"Then what did you do in the shower?"

"Wearing rubber gloves."

Dou Wei: "..." This guy is absolutely in love with his brain, but I can't just watch him being stupid, so I changed my mind and said, "But if you go on like this for a long time, you will end up with a strange smell because of one of them. hand and was disliked by your male god."

The smile on Yan Heng's face immediately froze as if the pause button was pressed: "...will it be?"

So under the eyes of Dou Weiru who said "believe me, you will definitely be disgusted", he reluctantly rolled to the bathroom and washed his hands clean.

After coming out, Yan Heng was finally back to normal, he said to Dou Wei: "By the way, helping to investigate Chai Wan'er's matter yesterday was really helpful, next time I will treat you to dinner."

Dou Wei waved his hand: "Which one of us is with the other, we are still so polite. But after all, the Internet was not well developed decades ago, so it took a lot of effort to find it."

Although Dou Wei has no specialties in other aspects, he is a computer expert. As long as he wants to find out personal privacy and group history, he can find it for you even if you hide it in a hidden place, let alone such trivial things as finding someone.

"Then is the matter of my male god's entrustment fee settled? They must want to renege on their debts, right?" Yan Heng asked again.

"That's true." Dou Wei raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly: "But I found a lot of black history in that brilliant demolition company. I told them that if they dare to renege on their debts, I will expose them all. By then, they will be able to go to the police station. Drink a good pot, that big fat man who is strong but in the middle was scared to pee the moment he saw the evidence, obediently pay and transfer the money."

Yan Heng nodded in satisfaction, and gave him a thumbs up.

……

night a week later.

During this week, Yan Heng hoped that something would happen to him every day, so that he could have an excuse to find Yuan Ziyu, but things went against his wishes, and his week passed like water without any surprises.

Seeing Yan Heng who was sitting side by side with him in front of the bar counter listlessly and mercilessly driving away the fourth young lady who came to strike up a conversation, Dou Wei finally couldn't help complaining: "If you don't like women, then Leave it to me! My sexuality is still normal."

Yan Heng glanced at him desperately: "You will be beaten by supporters of the LGBT group for saying that, and then don't ask me to help you."

Dou Wei held up his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I was wrong. By the way, why don't you go to him when you are so uncomfortable?"

"I'm afraid he will find me annoying if I keep looking for him when I have nothing to do."

"Hiss..." Dou Wei twitched the corners of his mouth like a toothache: "You are really not the Yan Heng I knew, you are like a girl Heng now."

Yan Heng raised his hand and knocked on him: "What the hell is girl Heng? She's just like a girl. Can you use metaphors? Chinese is taught by a math teacher, right?"

Dou Wei ignored his complaints, but said politely: "Since your lovesickness is so painful, why don't you let me help you?"

Yan Heng tilted his head: "How can I help?"

Dou Wei approached him with his yellow-haired head, and whispered in his ear: "I recently got a treasure called the Peach Blossom Buddha. It is said that if you make love wishes to it, it will definitely come true. It is super effective." .”

Yan Heng looked at him dubiously when he heard the words: "Is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Dou Wei straightened up, "I've tried it myself. That girl from M college, who I haven't caught up with for two months, took the initiative to treat me on the second night after I made a wish. She throws herself into her arms, don't look at her innocent looks, she's wild on the bed, she almost squeezed me dry all night."

After finishing speaking, he smacked his lips in a serious manner, as if he was reminiscing about some delicious food.

"But I dumped her the next day, and she still haunts me."

Yan Heng gave him a disgusted look, "You will be punished for being so vicious and careful, and a woman's desire for revenge is terrifying."

"I'm a veteran in the field of love, so don't worry." Dou Wei said triumphantly, and then asked: "How about it, do you want to try?"

It would be a lie to say that he is not tempted, but Yan Heng always felt a little grudge in his heart, hesitating.

"If I were you, I would give it a try. What if it happens." Dou Wei saw his hesitation, and continued to push: "Besides, you are different from me. You are sincere to him. After we are together, you will definitely treat him OK, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Heng was tempted by what he said: "Then...try?"

……

Bauhinia Mansion is a well-known high-end residential area in Huashi, with a beautiful environment, complete facilities, and comprehensive security.

Dou Wei's home is here.

The two walked into the single-family three-story house in the middle of the community together. Dou Wei's mother passed away early, and his father was busy every day, and he never remarried. Now only the nanny, Aunt Mu, is at home.

Aunt Mu had worked in Dou's house for nearly ten years, and was also very familiar with Yan Heng. When she saw the two of them coming back, she asked with a smile if she wanted to eat, and after getting a negative answer, she went to make tea for them.

Seeing this, Dou Wei hurriedly said no, then took Yan Heng into his bedroom.

His bedroom was very messy, clothes and magazines were thrown all over the floor, because he had specially asked Aunt Mu not to enter his bedroom, so of course Aunt Mu would not take the initiative to clean it up for him if he didn't ask.

There is a huge screen that almost covers the wall on one of the walls. There are several monitors on the computer table below. Various wires, data cables, etc. are tangled and bundled together, just like a hacker's studio in a movie.

Dou Wei carefully took out a cylinder wrapped in red cloth from a cabinet, only about ten centimeters high.

When the red cloth was uncovered, what appeared inside was a brown wood carving with a faint log pattern on it, and the surface was polished very smooth and covered with a layer of varnish.

This is a woodcarving of a human figure. It depicts a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure. She has a tall bun with a seductive smile on her lips. She is wearing an elegant skirt and is lazily leaning against a peach tree. Surrounded by peach blossoms all over her body, she looks like a beautiful peach blossom fairy.

"This is the Peach Blossom Buddha?" Although the carving is exquisite and lifelike, Yan Heng always feels that there is an aura that makes him feel uncomfortable, so he is somewhat repelled.

"Well, doesn't it look good?" Dou Wei looked at the statue, and always felt that the woman on it seemed to be more charming than when he first got it. Is it his own illusion?

"Just make a wish on this thing?" Yan Heng wanted to give up again.

"Yes, you will make a sincere wish first, and then take it back to your apartment, and tomorrow you will..." Finally, Dou Wei whispered in Yan Heng's ear.

"...Okay." Yan Heng finally nodded, and put the Peach Blossom Buddha on the cabinet. Yan Heng knelt down in front of it, put his hands together, and sincerely prayed: "Bless the Peach Blossom Buddha, I hope Mr. Ziyu will like it too." I……"

At the moment that no one noticed, a coquettish red light flashed in the eyes of the woodcarved woman, reflected in Yan Heng's pupils, and it disappeared in an instant.

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