The hero ran away with the scum [Quick Transmigration]

The sky was bright, and the morning light slowly opened the curtain, swaying freely over the police station.

Yang Si calmly got down from the driver's seat, walked up to Luo Xiuyu, and said hello, "Why are you here?"

Luo Xiuyu suppressed the emotions in his eyes, "There is something wrong, what about you?"

"Me?" Yang Si shifted his gaze to his younger brother with blushing cheeks, raised his chin slightly, and said helplessly, "I woke up in the middle of the night, saying that something happened to the anchor he was following. Police station."

Luo Xiuyu followed Yang Si's gaze, and saw Yang Yang eagerly looking at 'Ye An' with anticipation, "My ID is Pleasant Goat, Ye Zi, do you have any impression?"

How could there be no impression?

Not to mention that Ning Zhi has scripts and plots, even if he doesn't, he will be impressed even if he spends [-] a day on the live broadcast room at the other party.

He put down the vigilance in his eyes, his face softened a little, a slight smile rose from the corner of his lips, and he said: "So it's you, I thought you were a little sister, but I didn't expect you to be a handsome little brother."

"What a handsome little brother, isn't he just a little boy!"

Xu Yijun muttered sourly, his wrist tightened suddenly, he lowered his head, and saw the boss holding his wrist at some point, the warm touch was continuously transmitted from the palm of the opponent's hand to his heart, it was so warm in his heart.

His heart fluttered, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and he groaned, thinking to himself what is so great about being rich, and when he has rectified his merits, he will work hard to earn money to support the boss.

Under the gaze of Ning Zhi's soft eyes, Yang Yang's fair face gradually turned crimson. He was clutching at the hem of his clothes awkwardly, so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

Luo Xiuyu, who witnessed this scene, smiled lightly and said, "Youth feelings are always poetry!"

Hearing this, Yang Si twitched his brows, "Don't be serious, I have something to ask you, I'll call you back." Then, he walked up to his younger brother, greeted Ning Zhi politely, and then said hello to Ning Zhi with a reluctant expression. Yang Yang left.

When the black car was backing up, Yang Yang opened the window and happily waved goodbye to Ning Zhi.

Sitting next to him was a figure wrapped in a black cloak.The moment the car drove out, the other party suddenly turned his head, revealing a pair of black and emotionless pupils, locked on Xu Yijun behind Ningzhi as if looking at a dead object.

Xu Yijun's heart was shocked, and he said in astonishment: "National teacher?"

Luo Xiuyu who had just walked over heard this, his eyes flickered, and he smiled immediately: "Anchor, let's get in the car too."

……

The car was driving slowly on the empty road, Luo Xiuyu tapped the steering wheel and turned on the car stereo.

Lyrical music was flowing in the carriage, Xu Yijun was still immersed in seeing the national teacher and couldn't get back to his senses, Ning Zhi closed his eyes slightly, and the scene he saw before kept replaying in his mind, it was a face full of grooves...

Reminiscent of the dragon spirit on Yang Yang's body, and after a little thought, he understood that it was because of Xu Yijun.

The first time the national teacher in the storybook appeared was when Xu Yijun lost his dragon energy to protect his soul and became a ghost general.

I still remember how it was described in the scriptures, the sword eyebrows are like ink, the forehead is like beautiful jade, the eyes are like obsidian jade, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips and petals are thin, the jaw is plump, and the whole person is like chiseled jade, clear and bright.

Now……

A demon monk exuding a rotten smell from the inside out.

Ning Zhi sneered in his heart.

Don't think that ghosts can't be ugly.

What a person was before death is what he will be after death.

In the final analysis, it is because of absorbing Xu Yijun's dragon energy that he can have such a handsome appearance in the national teacher's storybook.

As for the current national teacher, he passed the dragon energy to Yang Yang to continue his life, and there is no continuous stream of Xu Guolong's veins behind him to support his beauty. It is no wonder that he and Xu Yijun did not show up. Does he dare to show himself in front of Yang Yang?

The car was parked downstairs, and Ning Zhi's hand had just touched it. When he reached the door, a voice came from the driver's seat, "May I ask which sect you are from?"

Luo Xiuyu's voice was mixed with the music, appearing a bit ethereal.

Ning Zhi paused when he opened the door, smiled slightly, sat up straight, and said bluntly, "You came here for the person next to me?"

"In the beginning it was, but now it's not." Luo Xiuyu saw that he said it so bluntly, she felt a little subtle in her heart, and said, "The car in the police station just now..."

"Oh, you saw it too." Ning Zhi said indifferently, "You can't do it, and the elder who brought you may not necessarily be his opponent."

"Fellow Daoist, no, senior, what do you mean?"

Ning Zhi shook his head, opened the car door, and said, "I will restrain the person next to me. If you are interested in that old thief... In order to thank you for sending me home, I will give you a clue. He was the one who took the coffin transported from the western suburbs to the museum."

After Ning Zhi finished speaking, he took Xu Yijun out of the car. Before leaving, he thought of something again. He knocked on the car window, "How about I make a deal with you? I'll give you another piece of information. Return the body to him?" Ning Zhi pointed to Xu Yijun and said.

"I don't care what I say." It is his master who deals with the country, and he is just an errand.

"In this case, forget it." Ning Zhi turned and left.

Luo Xiuyu hastily poked his head out and shouted: "Senior, this matter can also be discussed."

Ning Zhi said without looking back: "The Xu family."

Xu family?

Luo Xiuyu frowned, who is this Xu family?

He called Yang Si and made an appointment to meet him.

Ning Zhi returned home and fell asleep.

Xu Yijun on the side slowly recovered from the wrinkled face of the national teacher.

He looked at Ning Zhi, who was lying on the bed with a tired face, and drifted to the living room, lost in thought.

At that time, the national teacher came to him on the grounds that Xu Guo's dragon veins were exhausted, saying that he was the real dragon emperor born from the dragon veins.Because of his birth, he took away the dragon energy in the dragon's veins, causing the dragon's veins to dry up, and the kingdom of Xu was about to perish.

He didn't believe it at first, but the national teacher listed three disasters that would happen next, and sure enough, within a year, all the disasters listed by the national teacher were fulfilled.

Now he couldn't help but not believe it, so he went to the national teacher to find a solution. The national teacher said that because he was the son of a real dragon and had all the dragon energy on him, he had to return the dragon energy to the dragon veins.

For the sake of the people of Xu country, after a few days of careful thinking, he agreed to the suggestion of the national teacher.

In fact, he didn't die suddenly in the bedroom, but left a will for the son of King Wu, and left four ministers who ordered him to assist the son of King Wu.I just don't know why he was passed on like that later.

Obviously he is a benevolent gentleman.

Xu Yijun thought of the former national teacher, and thought of the current national teacher.

At the beginning of Xu Guo's founding, it was because of the help of the first national teacher that he was able to sit in the country. The previous national teachers were also loyal to Xu Guo. Because of this, the national teacher had a high status in Xu State, and his prestige among the people was even higher than that of the royal family. .

That's why he trusted the words of the national teacher so much at the beginning, because there were loopholes in the words of the national teacher, for the consideration of the people of Xu country, he still chose to believe.

Now that I think about it, he's really an idiot.

No wonder the boss said that he was sold and also counted the money.

The live broadcast was still on, and there were very few bullet screens.

A fan asked him that he was still doing family visit business today. He thought of the national teacher he saw before, and he was not in the mood to go out, so he told the fans and turned off the live broadcast.

He floated to the room and lay flat beside the big brother, looking at the soft-faced big brother, feeling a little sweet in his heart.

He just looked at Ning Zhi like this, until the sky was getting darker and darker, the light came on outside the window, and the person on the bed woke up from his sleep.

Ning Zhi opened his sleepy eyes, saw a familiar figure in front of him in a daze, stretched out his hand to bring him into his arms, and was about to continue squinting for a while, when a chill penetrated into his body from his palms and arms, he shivered unconsciously from the cold , The muddled mind instantly became sober.

He quickly let go of his hand, frowned and looked at the silly smiling face, rubbed his cold arm, and said, "What are you doing on my bed?"

"Look at you sleeping." Xu Yijun wanted to get closer, but seeing Ning Zhi rubbing his arms, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Boss, I want to be resurrected." Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to hug you.

"How many years have you been dead, you don't even have a physical body, how can you be resurrected?" Ning Zhi waited for the cold in his body to go away, and lifted the quilt to get up.

"I have a flesh body." Xu Yijun said anxiously: "When I woke up, my flesh body was intact. Boss, is it possible that as long as I get my flesh body back, there is hope for resurrection?"

Ning Zhi squinted at him, "Not to mention whether you can get your body back, even if you do, how long has it been since your body might have been destroyed long ago."

"No." Xu Yijun closed his eyes and felt for a while, "I can feel that the body is still there, in...in the south."

Ning Zhi walked to the balcony, picked up the bucket, was silent for a moment, and said, "If you're resurrected, you won't be able to live broadcast in the underworld to earn merit."

"It's not good in the underworld, but you can make money in the yang world. I've thought about it. After I'm resurrected, I'll go out to make money and earn a lot of money..." When he said this, he glanced at Ning Zhi, "I will tip you every day. "Crush that little boy of Pleasant Goat on the soles of his feet.

Ning Zhi raised the corners of his lips, the meaning of the smile was unclear.

This thing is quite beautiful.

However, resurrection...is not impossible.

Ning Zhi thought of the national teacher in the morning, the national teacher had already discovered Xu Yijun, and he would definitely show up tonight.

But here are all residents, if the national teacher is called, it will definitely affect innocent people.

After taking a shower and filling his stomach, he went to Weibo and chat software to tell the live viewers that he had a rest today, and then went out to hail a taxi and gave him the address.

……

Daylight fades and night falls.

A thin layer of black mist gradually formed in the half-waisted villas in the southern suburbs.

As the night deepened, the fog became thicker, until it was as thick as ink that couldn't be melted, enveloping the entire villa in it.

Ning Zhi, who was thrown by the driver at the foot of the mountain, was walking on the gloomy mountain road. Xu Yijun was dissatisfied: "Boss, I have already written down the service number and license plate number of that taxi driver, you should call and complain."

"Let's talk about this later." Ning Zhi looked at the black mist spreading over with a solemn expression, and after walking for a few minutes, the strange black mist kept rolling like a surging river, and even the stars retreated into the clouds .

Ning Zhi stopped in his tracks, protected Xu Yijun behind him, and said calmly, "When you come, show yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the surging black mist stopped for a moment, then dispersed automatically, and then a skinny, bald old man walked out of it.

The national teacher obviously didn't take Ning Zhi seriously.

He looked greedily at Ning Zhi with those cloudy eyes, his eyes were full of satisfaction with Ning Zhi's body, then turned his gaze to Xu Yijun who floated out, bent slightly, "See Your Majesty."