After reincarnation, I became a junk picker [Unlimited]

Little is known about the Wu family, a wealthy businessman that was burnt down by the fire, and Mevanao, who has devoted himself to picking up junk all these years, knows very little, and the Hao family who just moved here also heard hearsay and disputed over various versions.

As a result, the existing news in their hands is really pitiful.

Most importantly, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

It seems that it is quite difficult to break through this cloudy and false world. If he fails to escape before the unexpected fire, Mevanau will be reincarnated again.

So……

Will he be lucky enough to meet Bu Xing and fall in love with him again in his next life like in this life?

"Tsk!"

Mei Fannao took off the messenger bag and hung it on the two idiots Hao Mingyuan. His tone was determined to fight to the death, his eyes flickered, and he said quite emotionally: "I still believe that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future. It is also fate to be able to see this kind of spectacle with a few predestined masters..."

Father Hao said bitterly, "I really don't want to have this fate."

"..." Mevanao said, "It's too late for you to think about it. Now it's either life or death. Your family just listen to me obediently."

"Okay, okay, master, we will listen to you! As long as we can go out safely, I will definitely treat you like an ox and a horse, wrap a big red envelope, and send you a pennant!"

Hao's mother nodded her head, but she wasn't as talkative as Hao's father, who grasped Mei Fanau's arm tightly as if holding on to a life-saving straw, lest he would leave their family behind in the next second and run away by himself.

This family can choose to live in the spooky ghost area of ​​Splendid City, so it must not be a wealthy family.

Xiaomei has been traveling the rivers and lakes for these years, and he has seen a sea of ​​strange things, and his conscience has been repeatedly jumping between chivalry and wickedness.

For example, sometimes when he meets a rich man who is not evil at all but gives him too strong psychological hints, he must bluff and deceive him; regular thing.

Glancing at Hao's mother's old clothes, Mei Fannao snapped his fingers and said cheerfully, "It's a deal, if you go out, remember to send me a pennant!"

He squeezed Hao Mingyuan's shoulders, looked at this young man who was giggling and laughing, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Mevanau's eyes lit up, and he said, "Listen to me carefully, even ghosts have their own rules and laws. We have to do as the Romans do, and don't show timidity easily, understand?"

The family of three nodded.

"Besides, it's not yet the day when Wu's house was destroyed by fire, and the last reception is being held, and they don't even know that they are already a group of ghosts, that is, a group of idiots who play dicks. It's very easy to deceive." He slightly The corners of the mouth turned up, and a smirk appeared, "So, as people attending the reception, we also have to have a reasonable identity to stay in Wu's house, don't we?"

Hao's mother and Hao's father saw that the people not far away were either rich or noble, and they seemed to be separated from them by their attire, so they couldn't help being a little timid.

"This……"

"We don't look like people who can attend a reception. We are too shabby, and we don't know how to dance or drink red wine."

Mei Fanao let out a muffled laugh, then took out a small box of pomade from Hao Mingyuan's satchel, and said, "Although I say it a little narcissistically, I just stand here Who can say no to a rich young master like gold and jade?"

Hao's mother saw that the young man was exuding self-confidence, and murmured to Hao's father: "Oh, if our son is like Mr. Mei, I think there will be three grandchildren in my arms!"

And their silly son's soul was taken away by a female ghost, and now he is just a backpack machine without emotion, giggling and giggling at Mevanao, who has a neat hairstyle.

"This kid, what pomade do you bring when you go out!"

There was nothing to say, Father Hao gouged out the beautiful Mevanau angrily, he was really worried about the contents of his satchel, maybe there was something dressed up in it, right?

If they can get away with these things, then the hell is going on...

After just a few scratches, Mei Fanau's light chestnut hair, which was originally drooping obediently, turned into a handsome and energetic back, and a few strands of hair that occasionally drooped made his forehead smoother, and his eyebrows were clear and handsome. .

"Now, you are my assistants, Mevanau, and I am the Yin-Yang master who lives reclusively and shows up for the first time." With his head held high and his chest held up, he held up a glass of red wine, and he squeezed Hao Mingyuan's shoulders, "Ming Yuan is now my backpack brother, responsible for helping me guard my bag, okay?"

Hao Mingyuan now has a low IQ, and everyone treats him like a child. When he heard that Mevanau had entrusted him with a task, he immediately smiled and nodded fiercely, opening his mouth wide and trying to say something.

This was the first time in these days that he showed such a vivid look, and he took the initiative to speak.

Everyone was staring at him intently.

Unexpectedly, Hao Mingyuan yelled loudly and loudly, "OK!!!"

Mevanau: "..." Unlucky boy!

"Mr. Mei, can this work? We won't be seen through, right?" Father Hao was worried, squinting his eyes, "After all, we really..."

Doesn't look like a rich man.

Unexpectedly, Mei Fanao took out a book of Taoist scriptures from his bag in a rage, turned it up pretendingly, and sipped red wine, as natural as he wanted, and said lightly: "Several assistants don't have to doubt me. , as a master of yin and yang, naturally you can't be too ostentatious, dressing like us is called a big hermit in the city."

He has been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has already realized a sentence very clearly——

Without morals, anything is possible.

If you don't save face too much, you will miss a lot of opportunities, let yourself fall into the embarrassing situation of standing still, lose your face, and be able to do everything well.

Reading scriptures at a noisy social reception is tantamount to memorizing vocabulary in a bar, and it is superfluous.

"Hey!" Father Hao became even more suspicious, and whispered in his heart, "Don't be a brat in his previous life, he can pretend so well—"

Perhaps the knowledgeable people saw what kind of profession Mavanau was, and soon a few well-dressed people came to chat with Mavanau, holding wine glasses.

The warm and friendly scene left the Hao family dumbfounded.

"The master who can be invited to the reception by Mr. Wu must be a powerful person. If you have the opportunity, you must invite the master to come to the humble house and take a good look at it for me. Oh, the business has not been very good in the past few years..."

"Master is really young and promising. When will you be free? I'm a new official, and I don't know what to do!"

"Hey, master, you are so accurate! My little love has just been caught by my wife, and now I am worried about dividing the property..."

The "Master" shouted one after another, making Mevanao very happy.

"Oh, I'm not talented, it's Mr. Wu who knows people!" He squinted his eyes, and only the small canine teeth that occasionally showed when he laughed, could see the joy of this man's heart, "What a mere thing!"

Taking a sip of the wine, Mei Fanao said inwardly, "Mother, it's the first time in so many years that I've been complimented like this, or by a group of dead ghosts. It's so complicated in my heart!"

With such an appearance, they no longer huddled in a corner timidly as they did at the beginning, not daring to go anywhere.

Several people started to move around, and Father Hao said, "I didn't expect your trick to be really effective!"

"Hey, I knew that Mr. Mei's idea was feasible! The surname Wu invited so many people, how can he remember who is who?" Hao's mother also beamed with joy.

"Calm down, calm down, the master's assistant can't act too unfamiliar." Mevanau snorted, "Just now I heard from those people that this Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu are great benevolent people. I also often do some charity, especially caring for children in orphanages."

Hao Mingyuan said inarticulately: "Good man, good man..."

"Wu Qiming is generous and kind, and rarely makes enemies. Everyone praises him unanimously. It seems that the fire in the Wu family may have been an accident." Mei Fanao added, "Of course, it is not impossible to be framed .”

The band started to play music, and the comfortable and relaxing piano music played slowly like a stream of water.

Those chattering people also naturally danced ballroom dances. Mevanau and his party planned to step aside and continue to observe. At this time, a little girl who was left alone came towards him.

"May I ask you to dance, sir?"

She wore a doll-like delicate tutu, but she didn't look ostentatious, and covered her face with a bunny mask, even so, her slender and slender neck could be seen.

Mevanau responded, and went to the center of the dance floor with others, moving slowly with the music and the crowd.

"It seems that chasing ghosts has to keep pace with the times," father Hao sighed, "otherwise I wouldn't know what to do if I was invited to dance by a female ghost!"

Mother Hao glared at him and gave him an elbow: "Why, you also want to dance with the female ghost!"

"I didn't, I didn't..."

"Miss, come to Mr. Wu's reception, how can you not bring a dance partner?" Mevanao deliberately mentioned.

The little girl looks a bit thin and naive, and is estimated to be at most 15 years old this year.

Wearing a cute rabbit mask, she smiled and said, "Didn't you bring it too?"

"I'm Mr. Yin Yang, I'll be alone all my life, just bring a few assistants." Mevanau began to talk nonsense, "But you, you are so cute, there should be many people inviting you to dance, even if you don't, you can still let Wu... ..."

The little girl's attitude was obviously cold: "We are dancing now, can you not mention that surnamed Wu!"

"..." He didn't expect her to react so strongly to Mr. Wu. He didn't know why, so he thought he had offended her, so he quickly apologized, and after a short pause, he said, "I see you look familiar, I don't know your name name?"

The little girl smiled lightly: "You are still as smart as before, in fact, you have recognized me a long time ago, right?"

Mevanau said nothing.

"Thinking of the days in the orphanage, I still miss it. We shared candies that cost a dime and made up ghost stories for everyone, but you always told the scariest...Of course, it's just nostalgia. Who wants to be a dead poor ghost without father or mother?"

She talks eloquently.

"I hate the days when I'm so poor that I wear old clothes and eat cornmeal buns!"

"Do you remember that there is an elementary school opposite the orphanage? Every time I see children being taken away by their parents through the fence of the orphanage, I almost hate them. I want them all to die, and no one wants them." happiness……"

The skirt flutters and spins in the tender violin sound, like a gentle mist.

What I said was poisonous: "Every time I see that elementary school, those children who are full of hope and happiness, those little ghosts who are driven by their parents to school, I hope that they will be killed by gangsters, hit by trucks, Or, jump off a tall building, hee hee..."

Hearing what she said, Mevanau laughed: "Jia Fei, I didn't realize you were so jealous before."

"No, no, I stopped calling Jia Fei a long time ago, my name is Wu Fei~"

Her laughter is clear and lovely, her dark and thick eyelashes are curled up, and there is a thick gloating inside: "At first I saw you so handsome and tall, I was also very jealous of you, but when I thought of you as a dead person like me, I couldn't be happier ! Mevanau, you're dead too, aren't you?"

Mevanau has struggled for so many years, just to live well and find the divination star.

The little girl stomped on him as soon as she spoke, and Mevanau smiled slightly.Harmless to people and animals: "To your uncle, short-lived little bastard."

The author has something to say: Bu Xing: "Where has Xiaomei gone, she doesn't reply to WeChat, and she doesn't answer her phone... Oh, I see, I'm playing hard to get, huh."

Master Liu: "Huh? Where has my apprentice gone? He must have gone on a date with Boss Bu. Let's forget about it. It's nice to be young."

Mevanau: "You tm come and save me!!!"