After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

"Oh, my little ancestor, don't make things difficult for me, can you?"

Facing the phone, Izumo whispered that it was the first time in his life that he had such an experience of being a thief.

"If one day I die of a cerebral hemorrhage, you must be the one to blame."

Tang Simi smiled and said, "If you die, I'll go to the underworld to snatch your soul back and make you into a little paper man with no sore waist or legs."

Izumo: I don't know what's going on, but I actually yearn for it.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll send you the location, come here quickly."

As Izumo spoke, he hung up the phone, and when Tang Simi's phone screen lit up again, it was the address sent by Izumo.

Tang Simi and Yan Hebai looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Yan Hebai said: "It may be that the adults in other families always feel that the children at home are cold, so they should wear long johns for the children."

Tang Simi thought about it, in short, she had no experience of being chased by her parents to wear long johns.

I don't understand what Yan Hebai said about the situation.

But Tang Simi knew that Beijing is very cold in winter.

At that time, she was alone, with thin luggage, wearing a thin Taoist robe, and a ball head on her head.

In Leng Xuelu's words, Tang Simi back then was like a lost child.

If Izumo's way of forcing her to cover up her crimes is like an adult forcing a child to wear long johns...

"Perhaps wearing long johns can really make you warmer." Tang Simi narrowed her eyes with a smile.

As soon as Yan Hebai saw Tang Simi smiling, he couldn't help laughing along with Tang Simi.

It seemed that Tang Simi's smile was contagious to him.

He said: "Izumo Masato also has good intentions, I'll take you there."

It's good for Tang Simi to think about it, but it's time to put the matter of buying a car in Haicheng on the agenda.

It doesn't make sense for Yan Hebai to see her off every time she goes out.

"Then I'll trouble you again." Tang Simi said.

Yan Hebai smiled: "How can it be troublesome?"

As he spoke, he brought Tang Simi to the underground parking lot.

In the recording hall, other bodyguards looked at each other.

"Ninth brother, how can you let the third master go down by himself? Will it be unsafe?"

Yan Jiu kicked the talking bodyguard: "Do you want to listen to what nonsense you are talking about?"

Yan Jiu kept a secret and said: "The one who followed the third master, even if you add up to eight, she can't move a hair of her hair. If it is not safe for the third master to follow her, we can only cry."

"Then what shall we do?" the bodyguard asked again.

Yan Jiu said: "Go down later, don't hinder the third master."

As Yan Jiu was talking, he saw Leng Xuelu giving him a thumbs up.

Such a sensible person beside Yan Hebai seems to have a bright future.

Yan Jiu touched the back of his head, and was a little embarrassed to be praised suddenly.

*

The address Izumo gave to Tang Simi was the local airport.

Yan Hebai drove honestly along the way.

After arriving at the place, Izumo walked over holding a box.

"You are finally here, they still have 10 minutes to come out." Izumo said, stuffing the box into Tang Simi's hands.

Tang Simi opened the box and closed it again with a snap.

She looked helpless.

Izumo stretched out his arms, and the purple cassock on his body was embroidered with auspicious clouds.

"My master died early. One, he didn't pass on the salary to me, and two, I don't have a Taoist certificate." Tang Simi closed the box with both hands.

Yan Hebai turned his head and asked, "What's in here?"

"A set of ugly long johns." Tang Simi said with a weeping expression.

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are [-] sets of long johns?" Izumo was not sloppy in the cassock prepared for Tang Simi.

"Pure handmade haute couture robe, I know what your pee is best. I just asked the staff at the airport that you can change clothes in the room over there."

Izumo pushed Tang Simi in.

"Ugly girls also want to see their in-laws. If you pretend to be obedient, no one will doubt you."

It seems that Izumo usually wears a black and blue Taoist robe.

But what Izumo is wearing now is his cassock as a Taoist priest, which is a set of purple fairy cave clothes.

Izumo crossed his arms and stared at the room where Tang Simi went to change clothes.

"Oh, I really worry about it." Izumo was like an old father: "Hurry up and put it on, don't look for a moth, even if I let you see for your master, how you look in this suit."

Yan Hebai obediently stood beside him.

He only cared about his "precious girl", and found out that there was another Yan Hebai in a daze.

"Mr. Yan has been very close to Xiaoyou Tang recently." Izumo glanced at Yan Hebai.

Yan Hebai asked, "What did you give her?"

Izumo didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Yan Hebai was being extra polite to him today.

Izumo said: "A set of fairy cave clothes is like a Taoist uniform. It can only be worn on solemn occasions."

Yan Hebai asked again: "Miss Tang, it's because no master passed it on to her, and she didn't pass the assessment through other channels, so there isn't one?"

"Yes, it stands to reason that her master taught her. She doesn't have a regular salary, and she doesn't even have a formal Taoist certificate."

"But even if she has, based on her previous behaviors, the Taoist Association should take away her transmission and Taoist certificate."

Izumo laughed again as he spoke: "From what I've heard, the person who came to investigate this time is a big shot. Tang Simi, if you can get a Taoist certificate, that's up to today."

"Is Ling Hua not with you?" Tang Simi could hear him chattering in the room.

"Yeah, Linghua has returned to his hometown." Izumo said, but he was wondering how Tang Simi guessed it.

Tang Simi said: "No wonder, I just said that you are like an empty-nester old man who doesn't pay attention to you, and you can't stop talking about me when you catch me."

Tang Simi said she was disgusted, but when she came out, she had already changed into a full set of fairy cave clothes.

The body that Izumo made for her was red, with cranes and auspicious clouds all over the dark blue piping.

Tang Simi simply tied her hair into a ball with both hands, and fixed it with a Moyu hairpin.

Clean and airy.

Tang Simi tilted her head slightly, her light lips pursed.

The omnipresent incandescent lights from the airport ceiling cast a harsh light.

The light fell on Tang Simi's face, illuminating every detail of her face, and seemed to cast a layer of halo on her face.

People who come and go at the airport are not consciously attracted by her, and cast their eyes over her.

Tang Simi raised her small chin proudly, and she was arranging her clothes in front of the decorated mirror.

"How are you, old man?" Tang Simi asked, her tone confident and flamboyant.

Like a flower blooming on a steep branch, she is all the colors in the cold winter.

Anyone who speaks to her is a compliment as promised.