Guidance for ghosts

Qi Beiyu was the judge who chased ducks with a judge's pen to catch up with the boundary. This time, he was accidentally sent to the edge of the roof of the nearest building. Looking down, the busy people seemed very small because it was the top floor. , He couldn't help feeling a little trembling in his heart, pretending to be calm, turned around from the edge and jumped back to the ground.

One meter away from him, two employees were smoking a cigarette in misery. The guy on the left sighed, and the guy on the right also sighed.

Qi Beiyu felt that staying here and inhaling second-hand smoke was too painful, and was about to turn around and leave, but the conversation between the two aroused his curiosity.

"Brother Zhang, that person is still inside." The slightly shorter man on the left was wearing a staff uniform, and mentioned "that person" with an expression as if he saw a fly in the rice bowl.

"Isn't that right, your boss wants privacy, but my boss also wants privacy, please bear with it." The man on the right also had a bitter face.

"I can bear it, but these two people have a tacit understanding. Every time I, as the assistant of the big boss, is dispatched first, and then you, as the assistant of the celestial master, are also dispatched. I don't want to come to this rooftop again. ,depressed."

"You're a talkative kid. Whether it's an assistant or not, I'm the one who carries the bags. Don't joke if I told you, I still don't know what he really looks like!"

The little assistant became interested, and the gossip came over, and asked mysteriously, "I heard that you can help with anything in this line of business? My girlfriend and I have been having trouble recently, so I'll ask him to help me when it's over." I mess with it."

"Don't, don't, let's not talk about whether you can afford it. Why are you in this muddy water? You buy flowers, eat, and you coax them back. I've been with him for so long. This celestial master has done wicked things." It’s not too much, I’m also short of money, otherwise I’d be far away.”

The little assistant was always timid, so he shrugged his shoulders, thinking it made sense, so he dismissed the idea and showed deep sympathy for the fellow sufferer.

After chatting for a while, the two of them saw that the time was about the same, and they went down to find their boss at the same time.

Qi Beiyu looked at the names that appeared in accordance with fate in the soul arrest list and the small notes next to them, and followed with the mentality of watching a play.

The staff who came and went were busy explaining the work in hand, he followed the two of them on the elevator and went down, and went around to the 7th floor.

The decoration on the 7th floor is more upscale than that of the previous floors. The long corridor is very quiet, and no one is walking around in high heels.

The door of one of the offices opened.

"You can see the result tonight. After the matter is over, we will stop contacting you. You know that I only take one order from one person." The body, but it can be seen that the skin is wheat-colored.

The people in the office said a few words in a soft voice, as if they were thanking them, and after thanking them, they called out their assistant's name loudly.

The little assistant heard the big boss calling him, and led the hooded man out of the office without daring to neglect, and gave the last part of the salary to this man.

The corner of the hooded man's mouth raised an arc, he stuffed the money into his bag, and said with satisfaction, "I will remember the friendship of Mr. Wang."

The little assistant thought you guys had a fart friendship, so he laughed dryly and sent the hooded man and his assistant downstairs together.

Qi Beiyu couldn't figure out the details of the other party, and didn't dare to follow up hastily. He turned his head to observe this President Wang who was about to "go back to his hometown" with him.

I have to say that Mr. Wang is young, but he is full of richness. He has a beer belly at a young age. Maybe it is because of his natural physique. He stopped to wipe the sweat from his head with a handkerchief.

But Qi Beiyu took a few glances. At least this person had a ruddy complexion, and he didn't seem to be suffering from a disease. How could he suddenly die within a day?

Mr. Wang couldn't hear his voice, so he stood up from the chair with difficulty, took out a bunch of keys, and entered the small compartment that only he could enter.

The items placed in the cubicle are different in total, except for a big sofa and a big cabinet.

Mr. Wang fiddled with the cabinet for a long time, selected a few things and put them on the sofa.

Qi Beiyu stared at those things with a strange expression. The strange shapes were nothing, but the point was that these things were giants of men.

Thick and thin, long and short, and even with hooks, ordinary people can make up countless versions of trick bed sports scenes at a glance.

Qi Beiyu suddenly felt strange... Strange, there are probably more types in Mr. Wang's cabinet, but is he using it for himself or for others?Coupled with the trembling fat on Mr. Wang's face and his red face covered in sweat, Qi Beiyu couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, Zhuo Yan, it's me, Brother Wang, I know about your father and your eldest brother, are you still home? I... my dear, don't hang up, don't hang up, I just say a word, really! "

Mr. Wang licked his lips obscenely, even if the person opposite couldn't see him, he said with an affectionate expression, "I really want to hug you."

On the other side, Liao Zhuoyan had just returned home from the cake shop, but when he received this perverted call, he was so angry that he hung up violently.

The second brother Liao next to him was startled by his little brother's movement. Seeing that he just dropped the phone, he thought that someone might have offended his little brother, so he continued to read the newspaper seriously.

"Beep beep..."

The other party hung up the phone decisively.

Mr. Wang didn't hang his head down, but hummed a song with a smile on his face.

Qi Beiyu felt that Zhuo Yan's name sounded familiar. Thinking about it carefully, could this Zhuo Yan be Lei Yao's senior?He asked Mana to go around in the head of President Wang, and the feedback surprised him, this king can always play.

Poor Liao Zhuoyan, being entangled by such a guy, probably couldn't sleep well.

This President Wang was originally named Wang Chuanqi. Liao Zhuoyan is Lei Yao's senior, but he is Liao Zhuoyan's senior. When he was still a student, he tried to harass Liao Zhuoyan. Liao Zhuoyan still has muscles, and there are a few buddies, like Wang Qichuan He didn't notice such puffiness at all, and he would beat him up if he dared to harass him. After being beaten, Wang Chuanqi was still smiling.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qichuan knew about the death of brother Liao Zhuoyan last time. Wang Qichuan saw Liao Zhuoyan again at the funeral. Seeing Liao Zhuoyan's hips and handsome face, he felt that his whole body was on fire, and he was addicted to it. I can't extricate myself from this feeling of obsession, and I don't even bother to take another look at the few little faces I usually play with.

Later, he entrusted someone to find this celestial master who has never seen the end of the dragon, and asked him to cast a spell to make Liao Zhuoyan fall in love with him.

The master was unhappy on the spot, saying that it was nothing, he could even let Liao Zhuoyan climb onto Wang Qichuan's bed willingly.

Wang Qichuan immediately found a savior, honestly followed the rules and cast spells with the celestial master once a day, today is the last day, the result he wanted will finally be presented in front of him, he can have this man as he wished.

Strictly speaking, Qi Beiyu and Liao Zhuoyan have nothing to do with each other. The only connection is probably that he took away Mr. Liao and Liao Dawei, but if you want to remind Liao Zhuoyan, he must appear in front of him, because like Liao Zhuoyan, he doesn't like to listen to other people's suggestions. And remind the person, unless the real person tells him face to face, he will directly classify you as nonsense in the brain filter, and will never remember it again.

Qi Beiyu felt that as a staff member with professional ethics, he also mentioned in the safety precautions in the world that he should not interfere with the fate of "people". If this is what Liao Zhuoyan was destined to do, who can help him...

Qi Beiyu frowned, but Lei Yao's words of gratitude to the senior when he took him to Liao's house flashed through his head... Forget it, let that boy Lei Yao dream.

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Lei Yao ate a big meal made by his third aunt, watched the news broadcast with the two old people for a while, and then said hello to go upstairs to rest, but actually went upstairs to play games.

In the middle of the game, he found that he suddenly wanted to sleep, but the game was downloading a dungeon, and a few friends were urging him to give him vigorous milk. Before he had time to speak in the team, he couldn't hold it anymore and slipped from the computer chair. Next, the whole body was lying on the cold floor even though it was summer.

Lei Yao had a vague dream, the protagonist of the dream was Liao Zhuoyan, the senior he hadn't seen for a long time, and the other was a man he had never seen before, but when the two walked into the hotel together and Liao Zhuoyan smiled strangely, Lei Yao But he felt something was wrong, he called the head of acoustics, Liao Zhuoyan ignored him, he was about to step forward and turn the camera, and came to a big room full of red.

An unbelievable scene happened.

One sat up, he gasped heavily, the computer screen was flashing brightly, the dungeon teammates inside had already left the team, and the messages on the screen were all about you kid who dared to hang up the phone and play the dungeon!The window of the room opened for no reason, and a cool breeze blew in, causing the curtains to flutter.

The strange dream was still circling in his mind, he sat back on the chair from the ground, still terrified, the picture in the dream should be banned for 20 years!

It is said that he thinks day by day and has dreams at night. He was about to call to ask about the recent situation of his senior, but he felt extremely dizzy. His pupils began to change, from light purple to dark purple, and then from dark purple to light purple. The "person" on the chair raised his head, looked around, and muttered, "Hotel? Senior?"

As if thinking about the inevitable connection between the hotel and the senior, the purple-eyed person finally figured it out and picked up the phone, and called the senior slowly.

It was Liao Fan who answered the phone.

"It's Lei Yao, Zhuo Yan? It seems that Zhuo Yan lost his phone at home. He just went out and said that he had an appointment with a friend to play. He won't be back at night. Well, okay, I will let him back when he comes back." I called you, bye."

The purple-eyed man casually threw the phone on the bed, still muttering stubbornly, but this time the name was changed.

"Qi Beiyu..."