Dressed up as his brother

After breakfast, Chongyang paid the bill with his mobile phone, so how do you feel, it feels like he didn't spend any money.

"Interesting, let's go buy something." Chongyang was excited.

He strode forward, thinking about what else to buy, but early in the morning, the road was full of pedestrians rushing to work, and all the stalls came out to set up breakfast stalls. He just wanted to consume, and he couldn't eat enough. Then buy breakfast hard.

"Tsk, why is it all breakfast." Chongyang lowered his head, looked at the little friend He Chongming who hadn't reached his thigh, "Little ghost, why don't you have another meal."

"I'm already full?" Although Chongyang seemed to be in a good mood today and he wasn't hungry, he didn't dare to ask for more.What's more, he was really full.

"You are so short, how can you grow taller if you don't eat." Chongyang said.

The kid He Chongming raised his head uselessly, looking at the tall and big brother who could give him great oppression just by standing, and was successfully persuaded.

"Okay." He Chongming nodded heavily.

As long as he can grow taller, he is willing to eat more.

"Then I'll buy you some more." Chongyang excitedly walked towards the breakfast stand next to him, "I'll bring you another pancake fruit, the round one, it looks very interesting."

"Okay." The kid He Chongming, who wanted to grow taller, had no objection.

The ghostly young man who watched the two brothers' breakfast couldn't bear it anymore. A few minutes ago, this little kid just ate a bowl of salty tofu nao, a cup of freshly ground soy milk, a basket of eight fresh meat dumplings, and Two fritters.After all this, I still have to eat, and I am not afraid of breaking my stomach.

"Boss, it's not good to eat too much breakfast, it'll break the bank. If you want to spend money, there's a supermarket in front of you, and there's a lot of stuff in it." The ghost youth can see that this boss is addicted to spending money.If it's him, he's addicted too, it's not his money anyway.

I just don't know how much money there is in the account of the original owner of the boss's body.Although he hadn't gone to the bank yet, judging from the house last night that was not as big as his toilet, it probably wasn't a wealthy family.

"That's what you said last night, the current market?" Chongyang was really interested.

"The one I'm talking about is a shopping mall, but this one can barely be regarded as a small market." The ghost youth said.

"Come on, let's go to the market, where?" Chongyang asked.

"Just ahead." The ghost youth Ma Liu led the way, leading Chongyang to the 24-hour convenience store ten meters ahead.

This kind of roadside convenience store does not occupy a large area, and it is convenient for passers-by to buy some small things, but it is such a small convenience store with an area of ​​less than eight square meters that Chongyang spent an hour shopping in it.The children He Chongming who were shopping were all thirsty, so they bought a box of milk before going out.

"Life is really convenient now, and the things are very interesting." Chongyang carried a shopping bag in one hand, which was full of things that he thought were interesting but the ghost youth thought it was useless, and held a bottle of Coke in the other hand, taking a sip from time to time, That happy expression made the ghost youth very speechless.

A bottle of Coke can make you so happy, why not go crazy after eating hot pot?

"Boss, let me ask you, how long did it take you to die before you came back to life?" The ghost young man was very curious.

Before Chongyang could answer, a police car suddenly stopped in front of him, the window was rolled down, revealing a somewhat familiar face: "Going out to buy something?"

"Are you the policeman from last night?" Chongyang recognized him.

"My name is Xing Fei." Xing Fei looked at the kid He Chongming who was drinking milk with a puffed face at Chongyang's feet, and asked, "Do you still remember Uncle?"

He Chongming, who was drinking milk in order to grow taller, took time to take a look at Xing Fei, recognized him, rolled his eyes, and smiled: "Uncle Policeman."

"Hey, did you wrestle again after you went back last night?" Xing Fei said softly.

Chongyang frowned, and silently took a sip of Coke.

"No." He Chongming replied softly.

"That's good." Xing Fei reminded with a smile again, "Little friend, the clothes are not buttoned properly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chongyang and the ghost youth also looked over, and sure enough, they saw that the buttons on He Chongming's kid's coat were misplaced.

Little He Chongming blushed immediately, turned his back shyly, unbuttoned the buttons one by one, and buttoned them again.

Only then did Xing Fei look up at Chongyang again, and chuckled lightly: "Don't be nervous, I'm just passing by."

"Worth grass!" The ghost youth couldn't help shouting: "Boss, he's threatening, he's threatening you. Why did he pass by? He clearly came here on purpose to see if you abused Xiao Mingming. And what I asked earlier That sentence of wrestling is obviously asking if you have had any more domestic violence. Boss, you are really being watched by the police."

How could Chongyang not be able to hear something that a bastard like the ghost young man could hear? He looked at Xing Fei with a smile on his face and said, "It's none of my business if you pass by."

Chongyang even had a smile on his face and a gentle tone, but listening to it was more uncomfortable than cursing people directly.

Xing Fei's face changed: "It's none of your business, so I will pass by often."

He has no evidence for Chongyang's abuse, so he can only beat him like this.

"I said it all, it's none of my business!" Chongyang became impatient.

It doesn't matter who you are, the guardian of the country, the person who is protected by the fate of the country, you can't control him.

Xing Fei didn't speak anymore, and after the two of them fought with each other for a while, Xing Fei drove away, but the two will probably meet each other on this road frequently in the future.

The ghost youth looked at Chongyang, whose mood had obviously deteriorated, and then at the police car going away, silently sweating for Officer Xing Fei.This is a ruthless character who can be resurrected even after death, not to mention domestic violence, even if he committed a capital crime, shooting him would not do anything to him.You dare to challenge this kind of person, it can only be said that you are really ignorant and fearless.

"Little ghost." Chongyang looked at the child who had finished buttoning his buttons and started to drink again.

The ghost young man was startled, the boss probably wanted to vent his anger on Xiao Mingming.Although he is already a ghost, he still has some human nature. If an adult bullies a five-year-old child, is he still human?

However, the big guy doesn't really seem to be a human being.

He Chongming bit the straw and raised his head, his big cute eyes were full of doubts.

"Yesterday the police asked about your injuries, why didn't you say that I beat you?" Chongyang asked.

The kid He Chongming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head again.

"Tsk!" Chongyang raised his hand and tapped the child's forehead lightly, "I'm asking you something."

The kid He Chongming was startled, and after taking half a sip of milk, he sprayed out a little, hanging on his white and tender cheeks, and said aggrievedly: "I'm afraid they will arrest you and go to jail."

"Good boy, you've abused me so much..." The ghost youth faced Chongyang's death stare, and quickly changed his words, "It was the original owner who abused him, and he couldn't bear the thought of you being arrested and imprisoned, good boy."

The ghost young man made a clever move. People are abused by the original owner, but Chongyang is the one who avoids going to jail.This matter was essentially Chongyang's fault, but what he said was like Chongyang owed a child favor.

Chong Yang didn't think so deeply, since he decided to take over this body, the original owner's business is also his business.

"Let's go, go to the bank." Chongyang didn't bother with this matter anymore, but took out his mobile phone, clicked on the taxi app, and looked eager to try, "Come and try to call a taxi."

Seeing this, the ghost youth suddenly felt that the big boss wasn't so scary anymore, after all, he was someone who could be coaxed by a taxi-hailing app.

Not long after Chongyang took a taxi and left, a young man with white hair was walking out of the subway. Even if it was the morning rush hour, everyone who passed him would turn their heads involuntarily, showing a surprised look, dazed. After a moment of stunned, he left.

The young man was tall and slender, over 1.8 meters by visual inspection, wearing a simple down jacket, but for some reason, it was ordinary clothes, but he looked like a model who walked straight out of a show.

When he reached the crossroads, the young man turned his head and looked around, his white hair was shaking slightly due to his movements, reflecting the sunlight, shaking like a streamer.The pitch-black eyelashes were raised, and a pair of light-colored eyes caught people's mind.

With just this one movement, the pedestrians coming and going at the intersection seemed to be suspended for a breath.

"Little Master Uncle." A joyful voice came from across the road.

The young man looked for his reputation, turned around again, and the intersection that had already started to flow stopped for another breath.

The young man nodded, and crossed the road with the pedestrians in a leisurely manner. Halfway through the walk, his light-colored eyes flickered, and he looked in a direction.

Not long ago, there were Yin spirits staying there, and it was the place where Chongyang stole ghost youths last night.

"Little Martial Uncle, why did you come here by subway?" Although the little Taoist priest was used to seeing his little Martial Uncle's flourishing beauty, he still admired it for a while across the road.

"Morning rush hour, traffic jam." The young man said lightly.

"Oh." You take the subway to go out, there is no traffic jam, but the subway you take must be very congested inside.Tsk tsk, I don't know how many girls are late for work because they missed the stop.

"Zimu, Calling Soul Banner." The young man stretched out his hand towards the little Taoist priest.

"Oh, here." The little Taoist called Zimu, upon hearing this, he hurriedly took out the soul-calling banner from his bag and handed it to the young man.

The young man held the soul-calling banner in his hand, shook it casually, and a gust of wind that was several times stronger than that of the little Taoist priest flew out.

Little Master Uncle is really amazing!Shaking it casually, the power of the soul-calling flag is more than ten times stronger than when I go all out.

The little Taoist Zimu excitedly waited for the soul to return, but after waiting for a while, after the dark wind dissipated, no soul returned.

"Could it be that Lin Xi really lost her soul?" Zimu's face was pale, and his tone was full of despair. If even the little uncle couldn't bring back his soul, then his soul could only be lost.

"There is no soul flying away." The young man put away the soul-calling banner.

The desperate eyes of the little Taoist Zimu came back to life: "Then why can't the summon come back?"

"It should still be blocked by someone." The young man said.

"Blocked by someone? Who can stop it, how many people in this world can surpass you, little uncle." The little Taoist priest Zimu was shocked.

"There are many capable people and strange people in this world, so it's not surprising that there are some of them," said the young man.

How can it not be strange, my master said that there is only one Taoist wizard like you in hundreds of years.

"Let's go." The young man said.

"Where are you going?" asked the little Taoist priest Zimu.

"Didn't you agree to help people summon souls?" The young man frowned.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The little Taoist Zimu was a surprise. He originally thought that Lin Xi's death was already the best news for him, but he never expected that the little uncle was willing to accompany him to find him. .Sure enough, as the master said, the little uncle has the coldest face and the warmest heart.

On the other side, just as Chongyang got out of the car, before he entered the bank gate, another gust of wind came over, trying to sweep the ghost youth away.

"Tsk!" Chongyang frowned, and slapped the ghost young man on the shoulder, slapping away the Yin wind that was enveloping him, "You are really troublesome."

The ghost young man's face turned pale with fright: "Big... big brother, why didn't I do anything."

"Looks like I've been staying with you for a while." Chongyang said.

"No, no, no..." The ghost youth immediately trembled in fear, his three souls and seven souls were anxious, "As long as the boss needs it, I am willing to serve the boss at any time."

Stay with me for a while, this means killing me, what did I do wrong?

Woohoo~~ Can anyone come and save me.

The author says:

打滚求收藏和留言~~想要知道自己写的大家喜不喜欢感谢在2022-03-0501:35:52~2022-03-0600:22:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!