It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

It was still morning when I entered, and the sun was shining brightly above my head even before I stepped out, but unexpectedly, it was already evening when I came out.Feng Quan looked with some emotion at the dark complex of buildings in the blocked area where the buildings were bustling but no lights were visible, and he rubbed the face of Yin Cong, who was held in his arms and around his neck.

Yin Cong frowned, pulling his sleeves to wipe away the sweat that was rubbed off his face.

Feng Quan looked at the little bun Yin Cong, and said proudly:

"How about it, you are not very powerful, you successfully broke through such a long distance."

Yin's face was serious from a young age: "Thank you for your hard work."

Feng Quan was overjoyed: "Then why don't you give me a breath?"

Yin Cong sneered, and slapped Feng Quan on the face.

Feng Quan: "Ah, your hands are so soft!"

Yin Cong pursed his lips, put his chin on Feng Quan's shoulder, and refused to speak to him.

Even though it was night in the city, cars should still drive around, but Feng Quan couldn't find a single living creature after walking on this road for 10 minutes.Helpless, he had no choice but to go back to the blocked area, "borrow" a car before the sight peeped in, and drove crookedly out of the blocked area.

Xiao Yin, who was sitting in his arms, was a little frightened: "obey the traffic laws and don't drive without a license."

Feng Quan had never learned to drive before, but he successfully stopped the car under Yin Cong's guidance, and looked at Yin Cong's short legs: "Then what should I do?"

Turning his head to look outside the car, Feng Quan said: "Yes."

He made a trick to let out a trace of breath belonging to his own physique, and it didn't take long to attract five or six wild ghosts.With the window down, Feng Quan poked his head out:

"Which one of you had a driver's license when you were alive?"

Several ghosts looked at each other and raised their hands together.

Feng Quan chose one: "Then... you, come and help out as a driver."

Feng Quan hugged Yin Cong in the back seat, the car sped by in the night, the driver's seat was empty from the outside.

The two of them had no idea that the headline the next day read:

#shock!In the middle of the night, an unmanned supernatural car appeared! #

Back at the previously booked hotel, Feng Quan lay down on the bed with Yin Cong in his arms, and let out a long breath.

Yin Cong got up on top of him and pushed Feng Quan's shoulder hard: "Don't sleep, get up and take a shower."

Feng Quan sat up straight, put his arms around Yin Cong and let him sit on his lap, and looked at him carefully.

Yin Cong asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Feng Quan's tone was sad: "You haven't changed back."

Yin Congdao: "Don't worry, let's check the situation outside first... What are you doing!!"

Feng Quan suddenly lifted off Yin Cong's ankle-length shirt, and it was empty underneath.The sneak attack was successful, Feng Quan looked at Yin Cong with a smirk, his face blushing, his calves were tightly joined together, and he pulled his shirt to cover his legs to his feet tightly.

Feng Quan recalled what he saw just now, and commented: "It's really small."

Yin Cong was so angry that he slapped Feng Quan on the face.

Feng Quan begged for mercy: "Don't be angry, I see that the supermarket below is still open, I'm going to buy you some children's clothes—oh, and underwear, I was just looking at the size, otherwise I don't know what size to buy... "

Yin Cong got up from him silently, got on the bed, got into the bed, rolled himself into a small ball, turned his back to Feng Quan and refused to talk to him.

Feng Quan took his wallet and said to Yin Cong who was on the bed before leaving, "By the way, sleep well, and I'll help you take a shower when you come back~"

Yin Cong shrank himself under the blanket.After Feng Quan closed the door, probably after walking a long way, he quietly emerged from the bed.

Gently lifted the quilt, poked his head guiltily to make sure there was no one else in the room except him, then retracted his head under the quilt, quietly lifted his shirt, and looked down at his little snail.

...really small.

Three-year-old Yin Cong buried his face in the pillow in frustration.

What made Feng Quan feel a little flattered was that he was recognized by the salesperson when he was shopping in the supermarket.

"Ah! You are... you are the anchor Feng Quan! I followed your live broadcast room, but I didn't expect you to be in Gushan City!"

Feng Quan rubbed his nose, "Ah...what a coincidence?"

The salesperson enthusiastically said: "I like you very much, anchor Feng Quan, can you sign me and take a photo together? I'll give you a gift from the supermarket!"

Feng Quan couldn't refuse, so he wrote his name on the paper handed over by the other party, and said:

"There's no need to take a group photo... Also," he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, "I have someone I like."

Although he knew that the "like" the salesperson said was not a serious liking, Feng Quan couldn't help but want to show off.

After being enthusiastically stuffed with a bunch of supermarket gifts by the salesperson, Feng Quan sighed in his heart, the network is so small that it cannot be seen or touched, but its power is really great.

Can make an ordinary high school student famous, no matter how unknown in the real world, put on the skin of the Internet, you can easily capture what you want.

Glossy, boastful, or - gossip.

Everything has two sides.

Feng Quan wanted to know if it was the other side, would the power of the Internet be as great.

When Feng Quan came back with a big bag of things, he glanced at his phone, it was 12:30 in the evening.

But as soon as I got closer to the hotel, I found that it became extremely lively.

There were two police cars parked at the door, flashing red and blue lights.The spectators also stood and watched from a distance, constantly holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, and the lights flickered.

He asked a passerby, "What happened here?"

The other party said impatiently: "Then who knows, let's take a look."

Feng Quan wondered, "Just watch it if you don't know what it is? When it's lively?"

While walking into the hotel, he heard the front desk panicked: "Why did the boss... die?"

Feng Quan paused.

He sniffed lightly, and there was a cloudiness in the air.

The police over there were busy collecting evidence, Feng Quan quietly put down a talisman figurine, and he was allowed to return to the room after taking out his room card.Unexpectedly, after going upstairs, the corridors became more cloudy, and the first floor where the owner of the hotel lived was only vaguely cloudy.

The police were still in the corridor, it was not convenient for Feng Quan to investigate immediately, so he had to go back to the room first.

When he opened the door and went in, the little Yin Cong was standing on the bed, wrapping himself in a bath towel - he couldn't wear the bathrobe anymore.

Feng Quan dropped his things and threw himself on the bed. Yin Cong was very vigilant and dodged immediately before being thrown.Seriously:

"What are you going to do again?!"

Feng Quan was lying on the bed, holding his chin to look at Yin Cong. "Did you just take a shower?"

Yin Cong touched his hair that was still dripping, "Yeah."

Feng Quan regretfully said: "I should wash it for you when I come back. You are so small, so dangerous."

Yin Cong said angrily, "I'm not young!"

Feng Quan had already spotted the opportunity, and threw Yin Cong into his arms at once.Holding his armpits with both hands and lifting him up, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You still say you're not young?"

Yin Cong kicked his legs in the air angrily.

And then...the bathrobe came loose and slipped onto the bed.

Feng Quan was carrying a sleek, white, tender and fragrant Yin Cong, and he couldn't react.So he watched Yin Cong's whole body turn red like shrimp.

Seeing that Yin's head was so low that he was about to get into the cracks in the ground, Feng Quan had an inexplicable feeling that he was bullying a child.He put Yin Cong, who looked embarrassed, on the bed, tucked it into the bed, touched his nose, and said:

"Then what... By the way, let me wipe your hair. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold."

Yin Cong sat obediently under the quilt, Feng Quan picked up the bath towel that had just fallen and gently rubbed Yin Cong's slightly long hair.

At this time, a voice came from the talisman paper in Fengquan's pocket, and it was the talisman paper figurine he threw down before:

"Are you ready to shoot?"

"What about the forensic doctor?"

"Be careful not to damage the scene."

"The result came out. The cause of death was - excessive fright. Also, Captain, look here... what is he doing..."

The voice weakened, presumably the few people who spoke had changed their positions.It didn't take long for the voice to become clear again, and it was the talisman paper figure who followed.

"Look, these monitoring screens... are found in almost every room. And now they are all destroyed, and the room has not been entered by anyone other than the deceased."

"And looking at the traces at the scene, before the deceased died... was he actually watching these cameras in front of the screen?"

Feng Quan frowned, and accidentally pulled a little harder with one of his hands, Yin Cong hissed.Feng Quan quickly came back to his senses, and said with concern:

"Does it hurt? Don't cry, don't cry, do you want my brother to give me a whirr?"

Yin Cong slapped Feng Quan across the face. "Don't...don't call yourself brother." Yin Cong said angrily.

Feng Quan thought for a while, "Then... Daddy give me a kiss?"

Yin Cong was so angry that his hands trembled, and he choked out a curse word for a long time: "You...have no shame! Don't just open your mouth and keep your mouth shut... kiss."

Feng Quan looked at Yin Cong, clutching his chest in pain: "Oh! Why, why am I not eight years old now, then I can have a three-year-old Yin Cong as a child bride!"

Yin Cong's cheeks turned red again, knowing that he couldn't say anything to Feng Quan, he turned his head angrily.

After wiping Yin Cong's hair, Feng Quan picked up the things he threw away at the door and coaxed:

"Come, come, see what I bought for you when I went out. Dangdangdang——"

Yin Cong couldn't help being curious, turned his head halfway quietly, and saw Feng Quan holding up a bag of white things flauntingly, and said:

"—diapers!"

Yin Cong: "..."

Yin Cong: "Oh."

The spiritual power belonging to Yin Cong approached.

He didn't stop him, knowing that Yin Cong wanted to take revenge on him, he was also very willing to let Yin Cong take revenge, and he was also curious about what method Yin Cong would use.

Then Feng Quan inexplicably felt a chill in his body and a heat in his lower body.The diaper in his hand collapsed.

Feng Quan touched his waist, it was bulging, and felt it for himself, the diapers he bought seemed to be wearing on himself now.

Over there, Yin Cong was happy, smiling with a cute little face. "I also have small spells."

Feng Quan took off his pants with an extremely shameless flick of his hand, and turned around in front of Yin Cong wearing only a pair of diapers: "If you want to see it, I'll show you everything."

Yin Cong still didn't have enough paragraphs, his skin was too thin, and he was so embarrassed that he buried himself under the quilt again.

After teasing someone, Feng Quan, who was about to go to the bathroom to change into pajamas, suddenly looked aside keenly.