I can't get enough to feed you

As soon as Ouyang's words came out, Mori Jiro first thought to himself that the old Taoist——

Zhang Tianshi, don't say it, he really looks like a charlatan.

Zhang Tianshi was sitting on the sofa, pretending to be an expert in the world without saying a word. He never thought that he would come from the sky while sitting on the sofa without saying a word. The pot of false certificates was deducted.

As a Taoist priest with so much real ability, Zhang Tianshi curled his mouth, and the female disciple behind him opened her red lips coldly, scolding Ouyang angrily: "Little devil, how do you talk, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

The male disciple turned his eyes away from Ji Xuanyuan's face, he was not a homosexual patient, his fixed gaze on Ji Xuanyuan's appearance was purely admiration for beauty and secret jealousy in his heart.

The two disciples of Zhang Tianshi, the male named Huang Shaoting, and the female named Liu Ziyi, Huang Shaoting and Liu Ziyi are handsome and beautiful, they have been walking with Zhang Tianshi for several years, and they have real skills. They are always only begged by wealthy businessmen and wealthy families, not when they beg for help. , so he is used to dealing with people and has a temperament with his eyes above his head.

Huang Shaoting boasted that even if he wasn't a Taoist priest who catches monsters and evil spirits, he could still be an idol star who fascinated thousands of girls. He never felt that he was inferior in appearance.

Meeting Ji Xuanyuan today, Huang Shaoting discovered that there is really a sky beyond the sky, mountains beyond mountains, and beauties beyond people—if Ji Xuanyuan is a beauty, such beauty can be said to crush junior sister Liu Ziyi.

It's a pity that Ji Xuanyuan is a serious man, Huang Shaoting had to admit in his heart that this man is a little bit more handsome than me.

Huang Shaoting smiled slightly, and followed his younger sister Liu Ziyi's voice and said slowly: "Little friend, respect is mutual. Master and I probably know who you are, and we all came together here for the same reason. , why do you have to be so hostile to my master? Speaking of which, my master can also be regarded as your elder, right?"

Ouyang turned around and said, "I don't know you, and I don't know your master, can you stop misidentifying relatives? And my identity, why don't you tell me?"

Huang Shaoting put away his smile and replied: "You are the temporary executive commissioner of the Shanghai Office of the Eastern Warlock Alliance. I wonder if there is something wrong with what I said?"

Ou Yang nodded, thinking that these three people were not the ones who obtained false certificates, they were really capable, but there is no conflict between being capable and being deceived. We have already intervened in this matter, what are you three planning to do?"

Huang Shaoting and Liu Ziyi both smiled mysteriously and unfathomably. They stroked their beards and glanced at Morijiro indifferently.

Mr. Mori Jiro shrank in the sofa, seeing the hostility between the two sides, he persuaded with even more sorrow on his sad face: "Mr. Ouyang... Mr. Zhang Tianshi is also a master invited by a very good friend of mine , I probably also understand Mr. Ouyang Xiao's views on one thing and two trusts, it's all due to my lack of consideration."

"But—" Mr. Morijiro said here, and when he changed the topic, he wiped his eyes sincerely, and wiped away a man's hot tears. He was not only miserable, but also wrinkled his wrinkled face. A sharp-eyed Shar-Pei face with deep hatred and deep hatred, the word "sadness" is deeply engraved in every wrinkle.

"I am really tormented by evil spirits. I can't sleep peacefully day and night. I'm only 62!" Mori Jiro choked up, "Look, I look the same as 72 now!"

When everyone heard this, they were all startled, and their eyes shifted from Ji Xuanyuan's overpowering handsome face to Mouri Jiro's old Shar-Pei face.

Everyone thought in unison, I thought this bad old man was 82!

Mr. Morijiro said again: "It is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. In view of my real life, I also ask the two masters to give a helping hand regardless of the past, just like I saw the bulletin board on the street. As advertised, let us, the people, work together to create a better society.”

Ouyang rolled his eyes, and looked at the three Tianshi Zhang over there, seemingly absent. Seeing this, Mori Jiro narrated his tragic experience affectionately and full of sorrow and tears.

It turns out that the villa here is not a haunted house, but that wherever Mr. Morijiro goes, Yin Qi prevails, and whenever Mr. Morijiro falls asleep, Mr. Morijiro will have bad dreams, and there must be an inexplicable shadow in the dream He followed him like a shadow.

"At first I thought I was just insomnia, so I went to the hospital for an examination, but nothing was found, so I went to the psychiatrist."

"The psychiatrist thought that my insomnia and dreaminess, and my inability to fall asleep, was one of the manifestations of depression, and prescribed estazolam and vitamin B for me."

"Quack doctor!" Mr. Mori Jiro was furious when he said this, "Before I fell asleep and had a nightmare, I was stared at by that 'evil spirit', and I was able to wake up and return to reality. After taking sleeping pills, I was almost scared to death. dreaming!"

Meng Xiaojiang's handwriting had nowhere to put it, and he shrank behind Ji Xuanyuan silently and autistically, listening to the old Japanese man's words, and unconsciously heard it in his ears. Hearing this, Meng Xiaojiang had nowhere to go Goosebumps popped out of the resting limbs without a sound.

He tugged at Ji Xuanyuan's sleeves, and Ji Xuanyuan looked back at him with a smile in his usual eyes, like the sun, radiating his light and warmth without hesitation.

Meng Xiaojiang said in a horrified voice, "I was scared to death in a dream, what do you mean?"

No matter how quiet the voice was, everyone in the living room listened quietly to Mourijiro. Mourijiro talked about his tragic experience at length, and stopped for a short drink of water. Meng Xiaojiang's thin voice rushed to this silent gap , For a moment, everyone looked at this little boy who was almost as invisible as a bodyguard in the living room.

Liu Ziyi and Huang Shaoting looked at Meng Xiaojiang who was talking openly, and Zhang Tianshi glanced at it calmly, thinking that Meng Xiaojiang had lowered the average age of the three of Ouyang's party by himself.

The average age of the three suddenly dropped to below 20 years old, which made the three look unconvincing. Even if the three young people have the ability-how much ability can they have.

Meng Xiaojiang faced Mori Jiro's wrinkled face, shrunk his head, and thought, oh my god, with Xuanyuan Zhuyu in front, it's okay for this old Japanese man to have no comparison, but with comparison, what the hell It's so ugly!

The ugly Mr. Mori Jiro, when he heard Meng Xiaojiang's question, two lines of hot tears were about to come out of his eyes, and he wrinkled his old face and cried out sadly: "After taking sleeping pills, I couldn't wake up even if I wanted to. I used to be afraid I woke up after taking the medicine, and I was almost scared to death after taking the medicine, and I couldn’t wake up!”

As soon as this remark came out, the living room fell into a moment of silence, and Mr. Mori Jiro cried a tear of sympathy for this experience. Whether it was Ouyang Ji, Xuanyuan, Meng Xiaojiang, or Zhang Tianshi, the master and his disciples, they all admitted that this Japanese old man was really down. Bad luck.

With this grief, Mr. Morijiro asked Meng Xiaojiang's name and age like crying, but Meng Xiaojiang was silent, and Ji Xuanyuan answered all of them. Morijiro thought that Meng Xiaojiang was so silent, and It turned out that they were both 20 years old, and they seemed to be tall people. After all, no matter Ji Xuanyuan or Meng Xiaojiang, they were much more reliable than that high school classmate Ouyang.

Seeing that Ji Xuanyuan and Zhang Tianshi regarded each other as nothing, Mo Lijiro became even more worried. The two parties refused to join forces. It looks more secure.

Besides, no matter what the result is, it will be Mouri Jiro who will bear the consequences in the end!

After Mr. Mori Jiro figured this out, he sincerely tried to act as an intermediary, connecting the three of Ji Xuanyuan and Tianshi Zhang, and striving for friendly cooperation.

Ji Xuanyuan smiled and said nothing, despite Mr. Mori Jiro's euphemistic and sincere persuasion, and Zhang Tianshi both maintained the heroic spirit of letting the east, west, north, south, north and south wind, and I am not moving.

So much so that Mr. Morijiro talked himself dry and poured another large glass of water. When he looked up, he saw Tianshi Zhang with his eyes downcast, and Ji Xuanyuan with a smile on his face and remained silent. The two faced each other in the living room. Such an attitude almost made Morijiro think that he enshrined two giant Buddhas with dignity in the living room.

At this moment, Zhang Tianshi raised his head and looked at Ji Xuanyuan, but he said to Mori Jiro: "I have no objection to the cooperation, but I don't know what Mr. Ji thinks about cooperation?"

Ji Xuanyuan's big eyes immediately stared at Zhang Tianshi. Zhang Tianshi has been walking in the rivers and lakes since he was 15 years old, earning a fortune by catching demons and eliminating demons with Taoist techniques. Now Zhang Tianshi is 68, and his hair is more than half gray. I have been in the rain for most of my life, and I think I am a character.

Since he is a personal character, he is not an ordinary person or a monster, so it is absolutely impossible to bluff Zhang Tianshi. Even if he is an ordinary person or a monster, Zhang Tianshi believes that he can at least be a master who is neither humble nor overbearing.

The master is now glared at by the handsome young man Ji Xuanyuan who is unparalleled in the world. Facing the pair of big dark eyes that are almost heavy, Zhang Tianshi somehow has a sinister aura from the bottom of his heart, causing him to behave like an animal. His eyes quickly dodged, and a frightened look appeared on his face for a moment.

A split second was so short that no one except Ji Xuanyuan noticed that Zhang Tianshi had no celestial demeanor for a moment. Zhang Tianshi quickly returned to the demeanor of a master who was not surprised by favor or humiliation. ?

Ji Xuanyuan shook his head: "Please don't call me Mr. Ji, let alone 'Xiao Ji'. If you have to call me, please call me Xuanyuan or Mr. Xuanyuan."

Zhang Tianshi was smiling - he refused to speak out, he was afraid that his voice would tremble involuntarily.

Ji Xuanyuan looked at Mori Jiro again, and smiled politely. Ji Xuanyuan said to Mori Jiro who was looking at him with a sad face: "Mr. Let's talk."

Ouyang stood aside, seeing that Ji Xuanyuan was taking the lead in their three-member team, he immediately thought to himself that I took the task, and I brought you here. Why does Ji Xuanyuan look like a leading brother? Where does this put me?Doesn't it seem to outsiders that I am his younger brother?

Thinking of this, Ouyang followed closely behind and pretended to be X with a cold face: "Yes, please chat with us alone."

Mori Jiro looked hesitantly at Zhang Tianshi and the three of them. Zhang Tianshi didn't speak like a statue, and his pair of disciples looked like they had long eyes and heads. Watching Ji Xuanyuan and the three of them.

Mori Jiro turned his head and continued to persuade Ji Xuanyuan: "Mr. Xuanyuan, there is a saying in China that is true. Since ancient times, 'harmony' is the most important thing. I think it is more powerful in numbers, and harmony—"

Ji Xuanyuan's dark eyes stared at Mori Jiro motionlessly, and said with a soft smile: "Mr. Mori, I want to chat with you on a personal matter, don't you remember, we met before."

Ji Xuanyuan's voice was like a thread, which got into Morijiro's ears. Morijiro's first reaction was blank, and when he decomposed the meaning of this sentence in his mind, these words were like a spring thunder falling, and Mourijiro was blown up. The husband looked at Ji Xuanyuan in disbelief, and looked at Ji Xuanyuan in confusion. He didn't know where he had seen such a beautiful and moving face, but he still had no impression of it.

Ji Xuanyuan opened his mouth slowly again, and announced a date. The three of Zhang Tianshi were still at a loss, and Mori Jiro was already wrinkled and trembling. He stood up immediately while leaning on the armrest of the sofa, and took a deep look at Ji Xuanyuan: "Come to the study upstairs and talk."

Turning to Master Zhang again, he said: "Mr. Zhang, please act freely according to your ideas. If you need anything, you can call Aqiang and the others at will."

Naturally, Zhang Tianshi and others were also very curious about why Mr. Mori Jiro's face changed drastically because of a date, and they wanted to follow along to listen.

But Mr. Mori Jiro looked at his expression, and it was very clear that he didn't want to share this incident with everyone.

Ouyang raised his head and chest, left Zhang Tianshi, his master and his disciples behind with his hands in his pockets, and followed Morijiro up to the second floor without looking sideways.Mori Jiro's bodyguards in black suits also clattered, following Mouri Jiro up to the second floor like flowing water.

The remaining three masters and apprentices Zhang Tianshi and a bodyguard named A Qiang, the nanny who opened the door for Ouyang ran over in small steps, poked their heads and looked at the three people in the living room, and said very considerately: "Everyone! If you need anything, you can call me as much as you want."

Zhang Tianshi remained silent as usual, Huang Shaoting smiled brightly at the little nanny, and laughed before saying anything, which made the little nanny blush.

Huang Shaoting said gently, "Is there a vegetable market selling live chickens and ducks around here?"

The little nanny nodded honestly: "The nearest one can be reached in 10 minutes by car."

Huang Shaoting continued to speak: "We need three big roosters to live. If there are dogs for sale in the vegetable market, please buy another black dog. A black dog must be pure black with no stray hairs. A healthy and lively black male dog, and then I will trouble you to go to the hospital and buy two or three sticks of incense for the censer, and some ghost coins for sacrificing ancestors."

The little nanny first heard about the big cock that was going to be bought alive, and she thought it was okay, and she could accept it. After hearing it, the more she heard it, the more she listened to it. She thought it was just fun when she read the novel, but in real life, she asked her to buy it herself. The little nanny abruptly recognized that she was terrified.