After falling in love with the exhibits of the ghost museum

Youyou opened her eyes, and met a pair of murderous black eyes.

Mo Louxin was startled, slightly dazed.

"Boss, beat him up!"

"Wufuchi, you have eaten the guts of a leopard! How dare you touch our boss?!"

The surrounding area is humming and noisy, like a vegetable market.

Feeling dizzy for a while, Mo Louxin felt a dull pain in his head from the noise, and he complained about the unscientific nature of the transmission.

A sharp punch was coming towards him, he ignored the headache, turned his body to avoid the attack, grabbed and blocked with his backhand, and deflected the sharp punch.

The man showed surprise, his delicate little face was suddenly as cold as winter.

"Stinky boy, you are looking for death!!" A group of teenagers with colorful heads danced wildly, looking at him fiercely.

The boy named Wu Fuchi was annoyed, and kicked the little red hair waving the board away.

It seemed that they didn't expect to coax the school grass to dare to fight back, and the atmosphere froze immediately.

Mo Louxin rubbed her aching temples and called out, "Chicken?"

It was calm and no one answered.

disappeared again.

He had already experienced it once, and he didn't care too much about it. He just had no choice but to discredit him in front of him without the information.

Wu Fuchi had already beaten five or six younger brothers, and he rushed towards him.

Unaware of his identity and mission, Mo Louxin cautiously defended himself with more than a dozen moves, but the opponent became more vicious and angry.

Bang bang bang, they started to fight each other, and for a moment the two were evenly matched.

He was shocked. After becoming a major general, he had few opponents.

Didn't he know that the young man who fought on the opposite side was even more shocked than him, and the two confronted head-on, but they both fell down with a punch and a kick.

The boy smashed into the pile of discarded cardboard boxes, and Mo Louxin also knocked down the younger brother who had just got up.

Little red hair with a bruised nose and swollen face: "Fuck! You fucking..."

boom--

The door of the dark warehouse was broken open from the outside, and a middle-aged man as strong as an ox walked in, Tong Ling stared at him with big eyes.

"Little bastards, dare to scream and fight here, even the electric box is blown up! Come out and stand up for me!"

"Zheng, Director!!" The colorful heads shrank like quails and followed out.

The young man concealed the fleeting depression, and his eyes had a deep meaning.

Mo Louxin frowned.

A row of eight|nine high school students kept silent and were obediently disciplined.The director of politics and education has very deep vertical lines between his eyebrows, and he is a sharp master.

"If it wasn't for the school's power switch being cut off, I wouldn't know that you are acting recklessly here!"

"Lawless, do you want to go to heaven?!"

The students chattered about the reason, and the director of politics and education gave Mo Louxin a disappointed look: "Study is not better than morality!"

Little Red Hair retorted tremblingly: "But it's not my fault... Cough cough, Lu Hanchen."

The director of politics and education glared: "I can't slap you! Write me a review today, and you will be punished if you are bad!"

The colorful heads and melons are wrinkled.

Fighting them is good, and writing a review is almost fatal.

It was only then that Mo Louxin found out that his name was Lu Hanchen, he was both a god of learning and a school bully, and the rainbow hairs were younger brothers.

The beautiful young man is named Wu Fuchi, known as the school grass, but he is poor at school.

The reason for the fight was that the girl Wu Fuchi pursued liked Lu Hanchen, and he was so angry that he secretly tore up Xueshen's homework.

Mo Louxin glanced at it, and didn't like Wu Fuchi.

In the final analysis, it was Wu Fuchi who started it, and was grabbed and scolded severely by the director of politics and education.

Wu Fuchi pursed his lips and remained silent.

He raised his head only after the director of politics and education left, his eyes were deep and cold, and he drew a very light ironic arc meaningfully.

Wu Fuchi's appearance can be called exquisite, but there is a ferocious aura like a wolf and a tiger lingering around him.

It doesn't fit well with Counseling at all, Mo Louxin's eyes are suspicious.

Being stared away by the cold snake, Mo Louxin felt uncomfortable, always feeling that things were not that simple.

Xiao Hongmao grinned: "Boss, do you want to give him some color in secret?"

Mo Louxin: "Not enough self-criticism? Go and dye your head first, it hurts your eyes."

The red hair's small eyes sparkled and ran away.

On weekdays, the boss doesn't care about them, but today he suddenly cares about him, a little happy.

Mo Louxin was at a loss.

Beside a heavy and expensive silver car, a young man in a tuxedo smiled all over his face: "Master. The master sent me to pick you up."

After arriving at the so-called home, Mo Louxin found that this identity was more complicated than he expected.

Two rows of men in black suits bowed: "Master, welcome home."

Mo Louxin narrowed her eyes and walked into the castle-like building.As soon as he stepped into the gate, he slammed his fist slowly towards the front door, and with only one grab and twist, the sneak attacker was thrown to the ground by clasping his hands behind his back with an "Ouch".

The man struggled violently: "Lu Hanchen! You despicable and shameless guy! Let me go!"

mean?Mo Louxin raised her eyebrows, who was the one who took advantage of people's surprise and carried out a surprise attack?

Lu Youyou wished he could bite him: "Dead face paralyzed! You actually hurt my buddy, let me go, I will fight you!"

After more than ten moves, he kicked his ass, and Mo Louxin silently thought about who the buddy he was talking about was.

Lu Youyou was dumbfounded after falling over like a dog: "You, you, you kicked me! You..."

The young man who was aggressive just now blushed and stared at him fiercely, his eyes were disbelieving and angry.

Mo Louxin was on guard secretly.

In the next second, Lu Youyou turned around and ran away with an "Aww", "Lu Hanchen, wait for me!"

Mo Louxin: "..."

"Haha, Youyou is ashamed to be the eldest brother who dotes on the younger brother so much." A handsome uncle teased with a deep smile.

Handsome uncle: "I'm in a good mood today, you usually ignore that kid."

Oh, it's dad.Mo Louxin nodded.

Back in the room, I exhaled a bit of tiredness.

What is known for the time being: The family is extraordinary, with a stupid younger brother and a handsome father, he is a god of learning with facial paralysis, and a bunch of colorful boys.

Major General Mo, a top student in the military academy, hadn't written a self-criticism, so he flipped through the textbook at random, and obviously couldn't understand it.

Without memory and data, it is really difficult to move forward.

Where did the black chicken go?

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Louxin got up early according to his biological clock, and hurried to school without waiting for his family to eat.

Perhaps it was lucky, he actually saw Xiao Hongmao who was buried in eating wontons at a small street vendor.

He only has a pinch of red in the front, and the rest is all black.

Mo Louxin frowned slightly: "Stop the car."

As soon as the red-haired eyes were raised, she was happy: "Boss! Have you eaten yet? I invite you!" After a pause: "Uh..."

He remembered that the boss was very furry, and this kind of small stall was not uncommon at all.

Just as he was thinking about how to make amends, the handsome boss sat down, scaring the red-haired fool.

Sniffing the aroma secretly, Mo Louxin said, "Here's a bowl of the same."

Red-haired was dumbfounded.

Mo Louxin glanced faintly: "What?"

Shocked violently, Hongmao raised his hand: "Boss, have another bowl, increase the amount!"

The eldest didn't dare to move even if he didn't eat the red hair, he just sat upright and watched secretly.

When the fresh food arrived, Mo Louxin bit it down, leaving the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and looked at the red hair pleasing to the eye: "What is this?"

Hongmao: "It's wonton."

While lamenting the inhumanity of the boss, he explained to him.

Puffing her cheeks, Mo Louxin chewed quickly and gracefully, her pitch-black phoenix eyes shone slightly.

Boss is so cute.The red hair shook his head, trying to get rid of the terrible thought.

Mo Louxin nodded, "Have you written a self-criticism?"

Red-haired: "I wrote it."

Mo Louxin stretched out her slender hand, "Bring it to me to have a look."

Then, Hong Mao watched helplessly as his review was taken away by the boss, and left a sentence: "You write another copy."

Mo Louxin met Wu Fuchi at the door of the director of politics and education.

Wu Fuchi's eyes were deep and deep.

Mo Louxin frowned.That sight seems to see through him, which is very unpleasant.

Director of Political Education: "Come in."

The two looked at each other and entered the office. After being reprimanded by the director of politics and education, the matter was settled.

Mo Louxin reckoned that the backgrounds of the two were not simple, and the school didn't dare to punish them.

After leaving the office, Wu Fuchi said blankly, "Come with me."

Mo Louxin thought for a moment and agreed.

The two entered the back garden of the teaching building one after the other, with a distance of two meters between them.

Wu Fuchi turned around abruptly and punched him.

Mo Louxin let out a cold snort and also punched, facing the slender and powerful original body behind the punch, and won.

Taking two steps back, Wu Fuchi was not angry, but sneered instead.

Mo Louxin frowned.

The man looked at him with disgust and complicated eyes, as well as a little surprise and annoyance. What kind of feud did they have before.

"What do you want to do?"

Wu Fuchi said with a cold face, "You are very used to this body."

Mo Louxin's pupils shrank suddenly, and she was secretly on guard, wondering if he found out that she was not the original owner?

Wu Fuchi said meaningfully: "I won't make a move, it's my body after all."

Mo Louxin was startled, her phoenix eyes widened slightly, "Your body?"

Something seems not quite right.

Wu Fuchi's surprise disappeared in a flash, followed by overwhelming disgust: "You'd better not do anything with my body, Wu Fuchi."

Um?Mo Louxin was stunned by the sudden words.

If he replaced Wu Fuchi's soul, why did he receive Lu Hanchen's body?

Who is the soul in Wu Fuchi's body?

Could it be that the souls were exchanged by mistake, and Wu Fuchi was...

Lu Pi and Mo Louxin were shocked: "You are Lu Hanchen?"

Wu Pilu Hanchen said coldly, "What do you think?"

Mo Louxin pursed her lips silently, no wonder he was eccentric.Therefore, in Lu Hanchen's eyes, he is Wu Fuchi occupying Lu Hanchen's body.

A chirping voice came from far and near: "Little Mozi, I'm coming!!"

Mo Louxin quietly looked at the chicken.

The chicken shook, "There is a problem with the transmission, I am a little late, I will send you the information now!"

Numerous information drilled into the brain, Lupi Molouxin silently digested, and did not even hear the vicious warnings from the real Lu Hanchen and Pi Wufuchi.

Looking up again, Mo Louxin's pupils were firm and dark.

Stared at by those shining eyes, Wupi Lu Hanchen narrowed his eyes: "Wu Fuchi, you have something to say."

The son of the mercenary head is very murderous.

Mo Louxin glanced at him: "No."

Hongmao ran over with a bag in his hand, "Boss, I'll buy it back!"

Wupi Lu Hanchen's eyes were cold, and his face became more and more expressionless.

Lupi Molouxin smiled, the former brain-damaged brother ran after his enemy, this little big guy probably wasn't in a good mood.

Seeing Wupi Lu Hanchen, the red hair immediately grimaced: "Wufuchi, how dare you come here! Watch me beat you up!"

Wupi Lu Hanchen looked at Mo Louxin coldly, and didn't dodge his appearance.

Lu Pi Mo Louxin was speechless, "Red hair."

The red hair immediately dropped Wupi Lu Hanchen, leaned forward, his eyes sparkled, and he waited for the compliment: "Boss, a big bag of mint-flavored jellybeans."

Lu Pi Mo Louxin patted his head: "Not bad."

He peeled off two of them and put them in his mouth. They may have been poorly made, and the taste was mediocre.

Wupi Lu Hanchen pursed his lips straight and the corners of his mouth sunken.

Lu Pi Mo Lou Xin raised his eyes slowly, with a smile in his eyes, he said slowly, "Do you want to eat too, Wu Fuchi?"

The author has something to say:

Mo Louxin: I thought I was full of heroism.

Lu Hanchen: This is my body.

Mo Louxin: I didn't expect this result.

Lu Hanchen: It's okay, it belongs to you.

Since everyone seems to be a little confused, I will change the name.