Dressed as Jackie Chan Aotian, countless big guys are vying to be my dog ​​licker

"..." Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

The moment Xie Wangyan heard Sang Wuming's words, he started shouting in his head. He even wanted to call the system to see if there was any magic weapon that could help him escape from the city lord's mansion.

But Sang Wuming quickly put down his hand.

He just made a "please" gesture to Xie Wangyan, "It's getting late, it's time to rest."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but Xie Wangyan reached out and grabbed the hem of his sleeve.

Sang Wuming turned around.

"You don't ask...why?" Xie Wangyan raised his head and looked at Sang Wuming who looked back at him.

Sang Wuming reached out and pinched Xie Fanyan's finger, and opened the part where the other party was holding his sleeve. "That's your master's pleasure." He looked at Xie Fanyan, "Of course I won't ask too much."

After saying all this, he seemed to be really not interested in Xie Yanyan's origins or the reason why he disguised himself as a woman.

He just nodded lightly, and then slowly left with a lantern in Xie Wangyan's sight.

……

Xie Wangyan walked to the inner room, still feeling that things were a bit elusive.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about what Sang Wuming meant and what his purpose was.

He clearly saw that he was disguised as a woman, and he pointed it out, but he didn't take any next action...?

Is it fun to play with him?

The reason why he stayed at the City Lord's Mansion overnight was mainly because he wanted to take advantage of the night to see if he could find out anything from Sang Wuming or their junior sister... Xie Wayan opened his palms when he thought of this.

A vague red line appeared in the palm of his hand, and this red line slowly extended along his little finger to the outside and to a farther place.

"Is this thing... really useful?" Xie Yanyan poked at the system in his head.

"Host!" The puppy specially handed the tablet to Xie Yanyan, "This is what I and other Tongzi want! It will definitely be useful."

"..." Xie was speechless.

He no longer wanted to complain about how this broken system was poorer than him, and it didn't matter what he wanted in the mall.

The last pill to eliminate consciousness and the pill to turn into a mortal had a lot of stupid side effects.

The puppy used its paws to fiddle with the red thread tied to Xie Wangyan's little finger, which was invisible to others, "This is a key prop for me and the body-busting-mind-crushing crematorium plane."

[A red thread that can find each other in three lives and three lives across the world. 】

[Introduction: Deng Deng Deng! Are you still wondering why the male and female protagonists in sadistic novels, no matter how many lives and reincarnations they have, seem to be stuck together with 502 glue, so they can meet each other the moment they are reincarnated? Do you think it's fate? ! wrong! It's because of the help of this red thread. 】

[Mainly because of this red thread, even if your partner is reincarnated as a street tree in the next life, you will also be the most beautiful guardian of the street tree! 】

Xie Wangyan searched for a long time, but he didn't see any side effects of this red line...

But according to his judgment, these broken props are not without side effects.

He hugged Corgi, who had been pulling at the red thread, and simply lifted the puppy up——

"Tell me honestly, what are the side effects of this?"

He just used this tool out of desperation. He was afraid that Sang Wuming would run away to a place where he couldn't see him, so he took advantage of the moment when he grabbed the opponent's sleeve and used this tool to tie the other end of the red thread. On the other person's little finger.

Now that I think about it, some things should not be rushed too...

The puppy looked away guiltily.

Xie Wangyan shook it, "Speak quickly!"

"...No." The puppy said guiltily, "It's not a side effect~ It's just the normal effect of some red lines."

"Say!"

"They all said red lines, they must love each other!" The puppy said confidently!

"The longer you tie this red thread, the more you will love the other person - of course the same will apply to the other person."

The puppy turned and slipped away from Xie Wangyan's hand as he said this, "The longer it is tied, the more you two will fall in love with each other, and in the end both of you will become love brains."

"...I'll kill you!!" Xie Wangyan collapsed!

Don't let him become a love brain!

"Then host, you have to quickly lift the red thread." The puppy quickly slipped into the depths of Xie Huanyan's sea of ​​consciousness and hid, "Otherwise, I think it won't be the wedding of the city lord's daughter, but the wedding of you and the city lord. .”

……

As soon as Sang Wuming left the yard, a dead man appeared beside him.

"City Lord."

Sang Wuming stopped and looked back at the courtyard filled with jacarandas.

He held the lantern in his hand, glanced at the flickering candle in the lantern, and blew it out in one breath. He knew that the dead man was waiting for his decision.

He handed the extinguished lamp to the outstretched hand of the dead man on the other side, pinched his sleeve and thought for a long time, and finally said -

"Look again."

After saying that, he left the courtyard where Xie Wangyan temporarily lived.

Although the dead man was a little puzzled, he still listened to Sang Wuming's order and quietly hid on the jacaranda tree full of trees in the yard, covering his figure.

Although I don’t understand why the city lord changed the order temporarily...

Sang Wuming prepared a total of two courtyards, one was full of jacarandas, and the other was outside the city lord's palace. According to Sang Wuming's original order, anyone who entered this courtyard would be killed.

So when the dead man first saw Xie Huayan being led in by the maid, he was already ready to take action.

But I saw Sang Wuming under the tree again.

He was a little unsure of what the other party meant - according to the original plan, Sang Wuming would not come here at all.

A mere monk is not worth Sang Wuming's special trip. Even if the master of Baihua Gate arrives, Sang Wuming probably won't care too much.

When Xie Wangyan was about to enter the inner courtyard with the maid, the dead man glanced at the city lord under the jacaranda and decided to take action immediately after the city lord and the maid left - but he did not expect that Xie Wangyan bluntly hoped that the city lord would accompany him. have a look.

He thought that the city lord would not agree, but found that after the city lord signaled the maid to leave, he and Xie Wangyan entered the depths of the inner courtyard.

He didn't follow him until the city lord left the courtyard, then he got down from the jacaranda tree and asked the city lord what he meant next.

Unexpectedly, the city lord changed his mind.

……

Although Xie Wangyan planned to go to see Sang Wuming's true plan at night.

But it was too early, so he wandered around the yard - after wandering for a while, he found that someone had lived in the yard before, but it must have been idle for a long time.

It's just that there is magic to maintain everything, so I don't feel the defeat here.

He opened a few doors at random and soon discovered a hidden room——

He originally thought there was some secret hidden inside, but after opening it, he found that it was just a study, or rather an abandoned study.

There is also an unfinished calligraphy and painting spread out on the table, and there are many books on the bookshelf, including not only cultivation notes, but also leisure books to relieve boredom.

Xie Wangyan opened a book casually.

Then I discovered that it was a storybook that told a love story...a young monk with amazing talents and a rich young lady who was his childhood sweetheart.

He put down this book and opened another cultivation notebook at random, and saw a sentence written on the title page -

【xxxx gives xxxx. 】

The reason why I can't see it clearly is because except for the word "gift", all the rest of the writing has been blackened by ink.