Jellyfish

Hua Ji looked at it very seriously, and after watching it, he asked Yan Die: "Do you think what is said in the book is useful?"

Yan Die said flatly, "It's useless."

Hua Ji shook his hand and almost threw the book out: "Is it true? I haven't contacted him for a week according to the above. It said that after a couple quarrels, both parties need to calm down, and then carefully examine their hearts. Make a decision carefully, if you find that you still like the other party, then let him understand why you are angry, and have a good talk with him..."

He looked at Yan Die seriously: "I have already booked a hotel and am going to have a talk with him, you..."

Yan Die almost laughed out loud: "Oh, fox, when you talk to those monsters, your IQ is not only on the line, but it's just beyond [-], why does your IQ start to drop when you talk about Senior Shui? "

He was full of emotions: "If your IQ was only at this level back then, how much would it be? That war was not won by you but by me."

Hua Ji's head was full of black lines: "That's different from this. We are all native-born monsters. We all grew up in the same environment, and our mentality is easy to imitate. To put it bluntly, you and I are learning the rules of human beings, while water Mu He is different..."

Hua Ji recalled the first time he met Shui Mu, the waves that were several stories high broke out on the vast sea, that was the real Shui Mu, as mysterious and unpredictable as the sea.Shui Mu's three views are not like their local monsters, Hua Ji speculates about Shui Mu with the thinking of ordinary monsters, it doesn't work at all.

Yan Die shook his head: "Then it's useful for you to speculate with human thinking?"

Hua Ji was speechless.

Yan Die shot a glance at Hua Ji, and he said, "Okay, stop guessing, instead of reading useless books, you might as well think about work!" Seeing that Hua Ji's IQ was about to become negative Now, Yan Die had to change the subject: "Lingyin Temple has finally let go, and together with Willow Demon, they can arrange at least [-] people in the two places, and if Lingyin Temple speaks, the nearby temples will not refuse any more. Monks and everything can come here to place orders."

When talking about business, Hua Ji's IQ instantly went up, and he said: "That's right, by the way, don't forget to remind me to report to the Shenbao Club, those monks must have a name to gather in Hangzhou, or let them hold a few games Fa conference or something? Is there any Buddha’s birthday recently? No matter what Buddha it is, whether it’s Sakyamuni or Medicine Buddha, if you make a name, come to a debate meeting, and then come to a few Buddhist exchange meetings, it won’t attract people’s attention. Yes, it can also generate income for bald people... Ha~ I should ask them for planning fees."

After hearing this, Yan Die laughed, and he said vaguely, "Yes, if Mangshan Ghost King's subordinates go around the city again, their business volume will definitely increase."

Speaking of this, Hua Ji suddenly smiled: "Hey, in this way, the bald people should actually pay the ghost king and the others a share. There are no believers brought by ghosts?"

Yan Die laughed: "If you put it this way, does that door have to pay us every time it goes down the mountain to eliminate demons?"

Hua Ji said solemnly: "That is inevitable!"

Yan Di Die watched Hua Ji return to normal, and said abruptly, "When are you going to directly fuck your tenant?"

Hua Ji said angrily: "Didn't you say you won't mention this?"

"If you push that tenant, we will have bodyguards~" Yan Die lengthened his tone: "Don't talk about the Huangpu River outside Chongming, just talk about the West Lake near Lingyin Temple. It’s fine if you don’t~”

Hua Ji was silent, and said after a while: "Hey, after you said that, I realized that there are so many places in our country with water."

"Yes, wherever there is water, there is him..." Yan Die looked envious: "That's great."

Hua Ji sneered: "Where there are flowers, there are you, why do you envy him?"

Shui Mu shrugged, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Hey, speaking of flowers, do you see if there is an Overlord flower in front of you?"

Hua Ji was taken aback, he looked forward, and saw that the blue-gray road surface of the expressway seemed to have turned red, and the railings and flower beds on both sides seemed to have turned into small rivers.

The corner of Hua Ji's mouth twitched: "Isn't this Xiang Jiuniang's secret skill Santuchuan?"

Yan Die's complexion changed drastically: "What? Xiang Jiuniang?!"

At this moment, Hua Ji's phone rang suddenly.

Hua Ji didn't want to answer at first, but with a flash of his eyes, he found that it was Boss Wu's call. He connected it immediately, and heard Boss Wu say to him slowly: "You're popular."

Hua Ji twitched his lips: "I knew I was popular when I was called a super man in swimming trunks. The boss said the key point, I'm very busy now."

Boss Wu was taken aback, Hua Ji's voice on the other side of the phone was vague, he didn't know if it was because of the signal or other reasons, he simply said directly: "I mean, you became popular again because of the role of Fenghuixue, you I have been too lazy to get some fan support, but now I can't do it anymore, I have already found a good person, she is your old fan, you should go back and meet her."

After a pause, Boss Wu still hid the news that Shui Mu had also become the secretary of his fan support club.

Hua Ji looked at the bright red road in front of him, and then at the person in front of him, he simply said: "No problem."

Snap, he hung up the phone.

Yan Die said calmly, "She's here to look for you, right?"

Hua Ji was also calm: "Don't try to run away, if you dare to leave, don't blame me for exposing the shady scene."

Yan Die turned pale with shock: "Hua Ji! I thought you were my friend in vain, but you would betray me at a critical moment?"

Hua Ji sneered: "A dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor Taoist, some words in the Taoist sect are still very correct."

Just as the two of them were dying, a woman quietly appeared in front of them.

The woman is extremely beautiful. She is wearing a light blue long cheongsam embroidered with orchids and inlaid with pearl buttons. Her long hair, as smooth as satin, is tied into a slanted bun. A paper umbrella with sky blue flowing clouds slowly approaching.

Hua Ji praised: "Jiumei is getting more and more beautiful."

Yan Die said, "Aren't you going out to pick her up?"

"Then you will drive away immediately, right?" Hua Ji grinned, "I'm not a fool."

"Tsk, why is your IQ on the line at this time?"

As the two argued, the woman got closer and closer, and soon came to Hua Ji's car. Without saying a word, she skipped Hua Ji, directly opened the rear door, and neatly closed the umbrella and got into the car.

She leaned the paper umbrella on the car seat, then opened the car window, took out a lady's cigarette from the exquisite handbag, and gently brushed the cigarette end with her fingertips, slowly filling the small space in the car. In the space, the woman lightly exhaled a round smoke ring. The smoke ring condensed and did not disperse. It rushed directly to the front driver's seat and hit the rearview mirror.

She said coldly, "Drive."

The corners of Hua Ji and Yan Die's mouths twitched at the same time, the scenery of Santu River outside the window had disappeared, and their car was parked on the driveway, completely different from the previous position.

Yan Die curled his lips at Hua Ji, gave him a self-seeking look, shifted into gear, and drove.

Hua Ji said dryly: "Oh, long time no see Jiumei."

The woman, Xiang Jiuniang snorted coldly, her eyebrows were delicate, even though her narrow eyes were slightly similar to Hua Ji's, they were more charming and enchanting than Hua Ji's. A watery light fell from the corner of the eye, and hit the mole, taking away the soul, and I couldn't move my eyes away.

She is the woman who wandered among the princes of several parties in the most chaotic years before the founding of the People's Republic of China, talking and laughing to stir up the world's situation, and finally retreated, Xianglaixiang Jiuniang.

Even though her strength is not high, she has terrible contacts and various secrets in her hands. If she wants, she can even know the color of the underwear worn by the head of the Taoist sect today.

No one wants to offend her.

Including Huaji.

Looking at Xiang Jiuniang's cold face, he felt a headache.