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After knowing that Xiao Lu was holding his mobile phone, Shen Mian, who was buttoned and poor, looked at the dazzling array of snacks in front of him, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

He ate the meat skewers viciously with a vicious attitude of gnawing on Xiao Lu's flesh and blood, while staring straight at him, ready to take back his mobile phone the moment he approached.

near!near! !coming! ! !

A gleam of light flashed in Shen Mian's eyes, and at the moment Xiao Lu bent down to put something down, he made a sudden move and took the mobile phone he was holding in his hand.

Because of his excessive movements and over-excited mood, he accidentally knocked over the white fungus porridge in front of him, and jumped up from the heat. cell phone.

Xiao Lu, whose mobile phone was "robbed", glanced at him, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Shen, are you in a hurry?"

As he spoke, he took a tissue from the food stall next to him and came over to help Shen Mian wipe off the white fungus porridge on her body, while still babbling and exhorting him like an old mother.

"Really, if you want a mobile phone, just tell me, it's not like I won't give it to you. What are you grabbing for? Is it hot? You can see that it's hot red, and it's bound to blister..."

Yang Shuhang on one side happily ate cantaloupe and watched.

Shen Mian didn't listen to what Xiao Lu was saying at all. When Xiao Lu was helping him with the white fungus porridge on his body, she immediately picked up her mobile phone, and after a quick operation, set the fingerprint lock and turned it on. Password, face authentication, payment password, gesture password, etc.

It wasn't until all the passwords were set that he was in the mood to see how much Xiao Lu had spent on him.

At first glance, I almost didn't have a myocardial infarction, so I went.

"What did you buy for more than 2000 yuan?!" Shen Mian grabbed Xiao Lu's ears and roared wildly at him.

The white-haired "Lu Jie" □□ because of his outstanding mental strength, his five senses are much higher than the red-haired "Liu An" □□, being yelled at by Shen Mian, his tinnitus is so severe that even his brain is buzzing Straight ring.

He supported his head and looked at Shen Mian, and said flatteringly, "I'm not... I saw grilled seafood over there, so I bought some."

Shen Mian grabbed his collar and began to shake it wildly back and forth, "A little bit?! Are you a little bit?! I lost half a month's salary, just one meal!"

Xiao Lu, who had been shaken out of the mosquito coil, gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Shen, if you are a man, you should treat yourself better. Isn't money just for use?"

Yang Shuhang, who had watched the excitement for a long time, raised his hand and said, "I second the proposal!"

Then he turned to Xiao Lu and asked, "What seafood did you buy?"

"There are big lobsters!" Xiao Lu introduced excitedly.

"Wow!" Yang Shuhang sighed happily.

"You guys!!!" Shen Mian's incompetent "fury".

The three of them were making a fuss when they suddenly heard someone say: "You guys are quite happy, but young people don't know how to feel sad."

The familiar voice made Shen Mian let go of Lu Jie's collar, and turned to face the visitor with an ugly expression.

The person who came was a handsome white-faced young man, wearing a moon-white broad avenue robe, and the white piping of the same color reflected the silver dark lines under the light of the snack street.

His crow-feather-like black hair was tied in a bun at the back of his head, held in place by a streamlined white jade hairpin.

Even standing in this fireworks-filled snack street, the people who come here are all immortals, and the clouds are calm and the wind is breezy.

This is the first time that Xiao Lu has seen someone who can pretend to be more aggressive than him.

"What are you doing here?"

If before when Shen Mian saw Junjun, he spoke with distaste, then now he speaks with distaste and helplessness.

The visitor raised his head slightly, and while Shen Mian was speaking, he walked up to him in a few steps.

He was more than half of Shen Mian's head higher than him, and he didn't bow his head, just looked down at Shen Mian with a condescending look.

"Despicable!" he said.

Shen Mian sighed.

Xiao Lu looked at the helpless Shen Mian from the left, and looked at the unknown person who was full of characters from the right, and then reached out and patted the latter's shoulder.

The Taoist robed youth turned his head to look at him.

Xiao Lu looked at him at the same level, and said, "Brother, can we stand up and talk, I still need to sit on the stool under your feet when I eat."

The young man glared at him viciously, and reluctantly got down from the stool. The original proud altitude disappeared instantly, and his height dropped from half a head higher than Shen Mian to half a head shorter than him.

He hugged his arms angrily and stood beside Shen Mian, his previous tall personality was gone, and he was still muttering about how Xiaolu didn't give him face, anyway, he was considered a senior.

Shen Mian on the side complained expressionlessly: "Don't you? If you were senior, I would be disappointed by the word senior."

"The so-called learning is not based on age. The old saying says that masters are teachers, and in our metaphysics world, strength is always the most important thing. What's more, I am the leader of your metaphysics world. I am equivalent to half a master. Why am I not a senior?"

Shen Mian replied with an impatient "hmm" twice, and then asked again: "So what are you doing here? You still call me mean?"

The young man slightly raised his head and glanced at Shen Mian, after losing the "height" advantage.He could only express his contempt with his eyes.

"Isn't it? Don't you have any idea of ​​what you've done yourself?"

"What can I do? I just can't count because I haven't done anything!"

"You stole my business, you stole my money! We can't live together!"

Shen Mian thought about it for a while, and said hesitantly, "Is it the corpse-hunting mission issued by the corpse association?"

"What...!" The young man looked shocked, before he finished speaking, Shen Mian shook his head and denied the answer.

"No, it shouldn't be this. So... was it the Dongting water ghost incident last month?"

"you……!"

"Isn't it? That was the ghost gate incident half a year ago."

"Are you capable? You will grab all of this!"

"I didn't grab it!" Shen Mian looked at him unexpectedly, "I just introduced these tasks to more capable people, and then charged a small introduction fee."

"Those who stand in my way will be punished no matter how far away!" The young man touched the long sword on his waist, lowered his body and pretended to attack, and shouted, "Draw the sword! boy~"

"Pull you big-headed ghost! They told you to stop reading hot-blooded comics." Shen Mian rolled her eyes, waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, if you were really interested in these cases back then, they would You can't take it away, what are you going to do? Can you stop using this excuse to tease me every time? "

Yang Shuhang, who ate cantaloupe on the side for a long time, picked up the roasted gluten on the side, thinking while nibbling on it.

Why does this picture feel inexplicably familiar?

"Hey, you are so uncute." He put away his unruly appearance and straightened his clothes. If his height was ignored, he would become the same fairy-like man who just appeared on the stage. appearance.

"It's a pity that you guessed wrong. I really came to you this time because someone robbed me of my business."

Shen Mian was a little surprised and said: "Who is so powerful, haven't you heard of your nickname of a penny-pinching iron rooster?"

"Go away!" The young man spat at him, "You should all be familiar with this person, and he's the one in your fingertips, someone you'll be very concerned about."

The second half of his sentence was addressed to Yang Shuhang on the side.

At this time, Yang Shuhang was so hot that the spicy gluten was so hot that his tears flowed. When he felt the staring gaze of the young man from Shen Mian, he sucked his nose hard and looked at him with his red eyes.

This embarrassed appearance well concealed his shocking heart, but he was still full of thoughts of "why would he know this", so that he stared blankly at the young man looking stupid.

Shen Mian is a young man he met in college, when they were both freshmen in civil engineering.

It was also he who taught him how to protect himself when he was tortured by ghosts, but a lot of things happened later, and the other party seemed to be involved in something, and thus his reputation in the metaphysical circle became more and more famous.

And he is still that unknown little celestial master, even if the young man's attitude towards him remained unchanged during their limited meeting, he would still distance himself from him due to inferiority complex, and even fear to be in the same relationship with him. same place.

The other party seemed to have noticed this too, so the two met less and less, and usually communicated mostly through the Internet.

In Shen Mian's impression, the young man has always been a somewhat detached person, and nothing seems to be a big deal in his eyes.

This was the first time he saw the other party so nervous.

He seems to have tightened all the muscles in his body, and that seemingly casual stance is actually a combination of offense and defense, maintaining a posture that can attack or defend at any time.

The young man stared at Yang Shuhang, or rather the black fingertip on Yang Shuhang's hand.

Shen Mian couldn't help but also set her gaze on that finger cot.

It was a black finger cot, which tightly wrapped Yang Shuhang's fingers, and the black surface seemed to be engraved with faint patterns.

The surface of the fingertip reflects a metallic luster under the surrounding lights, but it can be bent and moved freely with Yang Shuhang's movements, as if Yang Shuhang's finger was born with this shape.

"Who is in this fingertip?" Shen Mian, who had never heard Yang Shuhang say anything about it, asked suspiciously: "Is there anyone else who can live in the fingertip?"

"There's a man with white hair and white clothes inside, but I don't know who he is, after all, I'm awake not much earlier than you." Yang Shuhang thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing worth hiding.

He didn't say it out, it's purely because he didn't know much about it, and he really didn't know where to start.

But there was one thing he was curious about.

After explaining to Shen Mian, Yang Shuhang turned his head to look at the young man, and asked with a confused expression, "How do you know about this?"

The young man smiled: "Anchor Yang, you don't really think that all the people watching your live broadcast are people from other worlds?"

The author has something to say: I have written [-] words for several days in a row, and I feel great!