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Zhuang Jiuxi and the other party added WeChat, and confirmed from the various certificates sent by the other party that this is indeed a frying pan, not a scam.

This brand is weird.

Other merchants sell all kinds of kitchen utensils, but they only sell frying pans, and they are still a niche brand, which is not well-known and the price is very high. Of course...

Thinking of this, he glanced at the sturdy pot and nodded affirmatively, the quality is really impressive.

I'm so poor: [Thank you very much for your brand's love, but I still have to make it clear to you in advance that the peak number of online viewers in my live broadcast room is only [-], and the data is definitely not comparable to that of big anchors. 】

Ma Ning, YG Propaganda Department: [It’s okay, what we are looking for is the effect of your program, which can show our YG’s characteristics and is in line with our business philosophy. 】

Ma Ning, YG Propaganda Department: [Data Map]

This big brother Ma Ning can really talk, and the funny frying pan is embellished for the effect of the show. The characteristic of YG is that the frying pan is strong and would rather die than surrender.

Zhuang Jiuyan clicked on the data chart and glanced at it, and saw a complete statistics on it, which were 36 frying pans since his live broadcast, the comparison between the initial appearance of the pan and the final result, and how many people are still on the Taobao flagship When I bought this brand of frying pan in the store, I mentioned the same style as Zhuang Jiuxi...

Those who bought the same model should all be his sand sculpture water friends, and they thoughtfully shared the shameful deeds of his frying pan with YG officials.

This attracted people's propaganda department.

"..."

Zhuang Jiuxi was speechless for a moment.

Ma Ning, YG Propaganda Department: [What does anchor Zhuang think? 】

I'm so poor: [Of course I'm fine, but this kind of thing should be communicated with the official live broadcast of Yue Shi, right? 】

[Already communicated! 】

The tone of Ma Ning from the YG Propaganda Department became cheerful: [This is our plan, you can take a look and communicate in time if you have any questions! 】

【document】

Zhuang Jiu took a look at the plan, and probably asked him to cooperate with the other party's publicity, use their new cooker, and fry the cooker 7 times in the live broadcast room within a month.

Seven times, the advertising fee is [-].

He looked at the plan and didn't speak for a long time.

Ma Ning was afraid that he would resist this plan, so he sent a lot of voice messages to appease him: "Anchor Zhuang, don't worry, the quality of this new pot is better than the one you use. We can guarantee your safety without any problems."

"I know that it will make you feel uncomfortable, but if you think about it, the effect of the program must not be as simple as the advertising fee we paid, and the popularity of your live broadcast room will also rise accordingly."

"Of course, if you can't accept it, we can discuss it again, such as reducing the number of fryers..."

"Mr. Ma!!"

Zhuang Jiuxi also sent a voice message, the voice was excited and impassioned: "Isn't it too little to fry the pot seven times? Is it only 1 yuan for seven times? This is too much money and I can't hold it comfortably, otherwise How about I show you a fancy fryer 108 times!"

Ma Ning:? ? ?

... The anchor who regards money as fate is really well-deserved.

After finalizing the time to sign the contract with Ma Ning, Zhuang Jiuxi turned off his phone.

As usual, he went to the memorial tablet to check the grapefruit candies first, and found that there was not one missing. He sighed in disappointment, "Brother Gui, have you not come yet? Or have you come and turned a blind eye to my grapefruit candies?"

unacceptable!

Zhuang Jiuxi poked the plaque with his hand indignantly, "Isn't it just a car overturned once? Why don't you trust people? You don't even give me a chance to impress me!"

A gust of cold wind blew in, rustling the garden.

"Ah!"

The young man sneezed, turned around and closed the window, and when he looked out through the glass, he saw that the entire garden had already been shrouded in mist under the night sky, and the big trees in the distance were faintly shadowed, and if one didn't look closely, one might even mistakenly identify them as ghosts. film.

It's no wonder that this is the city center, but all the residents around would rather give up the houses that cost a lot of land and move to the mountains.

The overall environment is too much like a haunted house.

It's a pity that this has no effect on the poor ratio.

Zhuang Jiuxi rubbed his red nose, stepped on his slippers and went back to his room to take a shower.

"Boom-"

Bells rang through every corner of the manor.

Clouds of black mist rushed out from the gate of the library, were cut into lumps of flesh by the barrier, and quickly put together again, swarming downward desperately, the transparent crystal stairs were stained with thick blood into blood steps, The rotten smell spread silently.

They have no intelligence, only the instinct of greed and devouring dominates them, making them slowly find Zhuang Jiuxi's bedroom along the breath of human beings.

thump...

The piece of meat knocked open the door and rushed in impatiently.

In the next second, a foot stepped down unhurriedly and crushed hard.

squeak--

Before they even had time to scream, these spiritless ghosts had already lost their souls. Before they died, their last memory was a pair of calm purple pupils.

"Who?"

The boy who had just taken a shower heard the sound of the door being pushed, and came out of the bathroom, only to see the door opened slightly, "Brother Ghost?"

got no response.

The figure of Mr. Li Gui has long since disappeared without a trace.

third floor, library

Mr. Li Gui carried the last group of evil spirits upstairs, his bone-like fingers elegantly pinched the flesh in his hand, he looked at the mastermind behind the scenes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly: "You are so weak that you are so weak. You look good, and you still have the strength to do things."

The ghost boy who was severely injured was slumped on the ground, but still stared fiercely at the ghostly figure of the visitor with cold eyes, and roared madly: "You saved him again!"

"Are you crazy? Really believe they're selling the house?"

Guitong sneered at this remark, "With a little brain, you can tell that the human must have come to explore the way. Shen Yunqi has wanted to clear the curse for a long time. When the time comes, not only me, but you will also die!"

His voice slowly lowered, with a hint of delusion: "Isn't it good to kill that human? Occupy his body, and you can escape to the human world. If you are worried that I will never return, then I can put I will give you his body, as long as you can attract other humans to rescue me after you are resurrected!"

Mr. Li Gui listened to all his words very well, and then slowly crushed the evil ghost in his hand.

The ghost boy was hit hard again, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The whole ghost twitched uncontrollably, and was about to curse, but the voice stopped abruptly.

Mr. Li Gui bent down, his purple pupils looked at him calmly and indifferently, and his hoarse voice was calm: "It just so happens that I also want to see who will die if you fight with Shen Yunqi .”

Guitong's body trembled, and the instinct of fear made him retreat desperately, unable to speak a word.

How could he forget, this guy is a lunatic...a lunatic who is different from them!

This ghost has no memory of the past, he doesn't know who he is, and he has no nostalgia for the world. From the moment he appeared, he only had the instinct to kill!

There used to be many ghosts like Ghost Boy in the manor, but they were all killed by that guy... Until now, except for him hiding on the third floor to make ends meet, all other sane ghosts have fled to the backyard and basement to survive!

He... He refuses to go to the backyard, he is not reconciled!

But at this moment, in front of Mr. Li Gui, Gui Tong just covered his eyes of resentment, lowered his head, and dared not say a word.

Mr. Ghost left the library.

He didn't kill him because it would take a lot of energy to kill the ghost boy, and Li Gui was too lazy to do it. If he had this time, he might as well observe the newly raised humans.

Downstairs the lights are bright and warm.

When he walked down, he saw a human cub sitting on the sofa in the living room from a distance. He was wearing a soft bathrobe, his head was lowered, his body was arched, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Something seems wrong?

A gleam of doubt flashed in Mr. Li Gui's usually calm eyes.

The ghost shadow approached silently.

He saw that the young man was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, his slender and white legs were exposed to the air without any defense, and he didn't care. He held a comb in his hand and hugged the fiery red hair in his arms. The big tail is combing hard.

That tail... seems to grow out of a human body, fluffy and soft, long and dense, and the tip of the tail moves around flexibly, so leisurely.

The young man didn't seem to like this disobedient big tail very much. His combing hand was sore and impatient, and he just combed it to the knot. He tried hard, and his body couldn't sit still...

"Oh!"

Zhuang Jiuxi hugged his big tail and fell head-down on the soft carpet.

"I'm going--! What do you think you can do other than make trouble for me?" He fell to the ground and complained again and again. Since the mutation, there is no benefit at all, but the tail hair is knotted every day because it is too long. My ears are always itchy too.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a shadow shroud the top of his head.

Ok?

Zhuang Jiuxi raised his head suspiciously, just in time to meet Mr. Li Gui's pale and gloomy face, and those mysterious and indifferent light purple eyes.

Zhuang Jiuxi was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand tentatively, "Brother Gui, help me?"

"..."

Mr. Li Gui watched the human cub condescendingly, and after an unknown amount of time, he slowly stretched out his hand.

He picked up the little boy from the back of his neck and threw it on the sofa.

Bang!

Zhuang Jiuxi's body bounced on the soft sofa, and he tried to sit still. When he saw his golden-thighed grandfather, his fox ears stood up instantly, "Brother Gui, you are finally here! Sit here and wait a moment , I'll bring you grapefruit candy!"

"..."

Mr. Li Gui stared at him fixedly, and said slowly: "What's the matter with your ears?"

He remembered that what he raised were indeed human beings, not cats, dogs or foxes.

"how could I know!"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Zhuang Jiuxi was full of bitterness, and he didn't care about the grapefruit candy, so he explained the whole story to Mr. Li Gui.

"Brother Gui, can you see if I have the blood of a fox demon? Are there any cheats suitable for my cultivation?"

"Brother Gui, let's not talk about this for now, my ears are so itchy, scratch them for me!"

The little brat was aggrieved and acted like a baby, and after finishing speaking, he stretched his head over very familiarly, and a pair of fluffy fiery red fox ears just pressed against Mr. Li Gui's hand.

The soft fluff, the scalding temperature is transmitted directly.

Normally, the temperature around Mr. Li Gui was too cold, but now it works like an air conditioner. Zhuang Jiuxi's hot fox ears were cooled down, and he immediately let out a comfortable moan, and bent his head into the man's palm.

Mr. Li Gui froze.