Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

Cheng Shu looked at the receding mountain scenery outside the window, his mind was full of foxes and female fairies, everything was so unreal, if it wasn’t for Xiaobao who was beside him still talking about what happened last night, everything that happened in the past two days was like a dream that only he knew .

It is strange to say, why have I always encountered supernatural events recently.

Although I have nothing to do with this matter, but since I said last night that I will invite a master to come when I go back, I have to do things when I go back, not to mention who the other party is, I have to do what I promised.

The sun has risen, and the morning fog in the mountain road is gradually dissipating.

Ahead is the critical line of the town. After passing a road sign with the name of the town, Cheng Shu saw the graceful woman standing beside the road sign.

She looked through the single-sided glass of the car and saw Cheng Shu inside, and her lips moved, as if to say, "I will do what I say."

At this time, a white shadow stood on a certain branch on the top of the mountain, watching a car on the mountain road drifting away from a distance, Wanyu was holding a goose yellow skirt by her side, for fear that the wet mountain mud after the rain would get in the way. At the corner of the skirt, she said: "My lord, how is your health? Have you been hurt by that witch?"

The fox glanced at her, and slipped into the grass vigorously, as if he was injured.

Wanyu immediately shouted: "Oh... my lord, you are just pretending, you are so cunning, you have caused me to fight with her for so long, and you actually went to catch her lover."

The plane landed on the runway.

After getting off the plane, Xiaobao, who had not completely subsided his fever, took a deep breath of air: "Ah—it's great, the smell of reinforced concrete in the city suits me, and I suddenly feel that the smog is so kind, and the rural scenery is built on ghosts and ghosts. I don’t have that life to enjoy.”

Cheng Shu lowered his head and said nothing. From the VIP passage to the parking lot, the nanny car was already waiting. The person in the driver's seat was not the usual driver, but Liu Anhao. She looked at Cheng Shu exhausted, and sighed. In one breath, there is relaxation in this breath, as well as the worry of an old mother.

When I received the news from Xiao Bao last night, I wished I could fly a helicopter to pick him up. It wasn't because he didn't have the ability, but because of Cheng Shu's status, he couldn't make matters worse.

Today she personally drove the nanny car to pick them up, Xiao Bao was a little flattered, only Cheng Shu knew that Liu An was going to take them somewhere.

Along the way, Liu Anhao had always been concerned about Cheng Shu's safety, and now he saw that he was full of arms and legs and could walk normally, so he was relieved.

Ever since Cheng Shu debuted, there had never been anything that made her worry so much.

Is now the critical point of Cheng Shu's [-]th anniversary?

Before Cheng Shu could sit still, Liu Anhao turned his head and said, "Cheng Shu, even though it's not your zodiac year yet, you should change all your underwear to red, to ward off evil spirits, small bags, go wholesale and get back a few dozen."

Xiaobao slowly turned his head to look at Cheng Shu, and when he spoke, he saw Cheng Shu rolled his eyes, and he understood the meaning, which meant that Liu An was good at farting.

While the car was on the road, Cheng Shu said, "Well, Xiao Bao is sick, let him go at the hospital."

Xiaobao waved his hands again and again: "No, no, the fever is almost gone, so there is no need to go to the hospital."

The car went to a courtyard in the forest on the outskirts. The plaque on the gate read the words "Lanshiju".

The door was open, and the three of them stepped over the low threshold and walked in. Passing through a short corridor, Xiaobao looked here and there: "Wow, so this is Master Song's home."

Walking to the side of the pool, Xiaobao touched a cold blue stone: "This stone is so warm, I feel a burst of energy pouring into my body, my blood is boiling, and there is also a sense of immortality, my waist is not sore in an instant, my legs are not soft, and my illness is cured." .”

Song Qingli, who was drinking tea in the garden pavilion, got up and came over with a chuckle: "Young man, just now my cat lay on it and urinated, and I let you clean it up before I had time to clean it up."

Don't forget to say thank you.

Xiaobao silently withdrew his hand, and wiped his palm on his pants.

Cheng Shu stayed silent. All he knew about Master Song was that he came to help when something happened a while ago. At that time, he had been sleeping and had no chance to open his eyes to see what the master looked like.

Seeing Song Qingli's middle-aged appearance today, it is not the same as he remembered. Song Qingli in his mind is a 67-year-old old man with white hair and a goatee, sitting on a futon and meditating with his eyes closed .

Liu Anhao laughed while talking about his profession: "Hi, Master Song, it's the thing I told you this morning, please help them two take a look."

Song Qingli looked Cheng Shu and Xiaobao up and down, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people, his expression was not cold, he could hang out with Youyou, no matter how the other party paid him a lot of money.

"Muxi." Song Qingli shouted, and Jin Muxi came out of a certain room soon, with a black cat at his feet.

Song Qingli closed the folding fan in his hand, and pointed to a certain place in the yard with the fan: "Go pick some castor beans, and boil water with a duck egg."

Jin Muxi understood, and followed the instructions, while the others thought that Master Song was hungry and wanted to cook a duck egg with a special taste.

"Come with me." Song Qingli walked into the room, the black cat was circling around his feet, causing the owner to dislike him, so he ran to the kitchen to look for Jin Muxi pretending to be cold.

Xiaobao Wei Nuo asked Liu Anhao: "Sister Anhao, do I want to see it too? Can I have Master Song's apprentice show it to me? The apprentice's fee should not be high, and my wallet won't be hurt..."

Liu Anhao said: "For public expenses, I'm afraid that if you get dirty, you will have to assist Cheng Shu in the future. It's safer to show Master Song a look, so that I won't report work-related injuries if you have something to do later."

"Long live Sister Anhao." Xiaobao rubbed his hands expectantly: "That... Sister Anhao, can I ask about other fortunes?"

Liu Anhao: "Others are at your own expense."

packet:"……"

The top-quality agarwood was burning in the bronze stove. The fragrance was elegant and not strong. It penetrated into the nostrils from time to time, making people feel at ease. Cheng Shu knelt and sat opposite Song Qingli. He said slowly: "Your assistant is fine, your words... there is a foul breath on your body."

It sounds very bad, but Cheng Shu has already been mentally prepared.

Song Qingli tapped his fingers on the table in an orderly manner: "Do you still have the sachet I gave you earlier?"

Cheng Shu took out the sachet from his pocket and put it on the table. Song Qingli opened the amulet, took a piece of white paper from the side and spread it on the table, and poured the contents of the sachet onto the white paper.

I remember that the sachet contained some unnamed powders. Cheng Shu only knew that there was realgar in it, but what came out of the sachet was a pile of burnt ash, with a burning smell, and descriptions. The bitterness that doesn't come up is not good in short.

"It works, it's useless." Song Qing wrapped the pile of ashes in paper and put them aside, took out a wooden carved box from the drawer, opened the lid, and inside were some bottles and jars, each containing unknown powder.

He took out a new sachet bag, and spread a piece of red paper on the table. He took out the glass bottles in the box and opened the lids respectively. A burst of unpleasant smell rushed straight into his nostrils. The master can't be rude, so he has to endure it, but it will be better after getting familiar with it.

"It's realgar, and the smell is a bit pungent." Song Qingli said, he took out a small long-handled spoon, scooped some powder and put it on the red paper: "The amount is very small, and the finished product has only a little smell, and the taste will be Slowly dissipate, once the ghosts and ghosts touch it, they will reappear in their original form, and the skin will fall off and the flesh will rot, which is not harmful to people."

Several kinds of powders were piled up on the white paper to form a small mountain, and they were stirred evenly with a spoon. After stirring, Song Qingli paused and asked, "May I ask a personal question, do you have a girlfriend?"

Cheng Shu: "Huh?"

The other party's question turned quickly and urgently, and Cheng Shu was suddenly confused by the question.

Even if someone else asked this question, he couldn't just answer it casually. What was Song Qingli's intention in asking such a gossip question?

Song Qingli immediately explained: "I'm sorry, I asked too abruptly, it's like this, I'm going to add musk powder, if a woman close to you is pregnant or planning to become pregnant, you can't smell this thing, then I will add musk powder remove."

It turned out to be the case.

Cheng Shu twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and smiled: "It's okay, let it go."

Song Qingli opened a jar of brown powder, scooped some out, and continued: "A person's fate can be compared to a fire in a cauldron. You are a dragon, and you were born in the morning, so the fire in the fire is particularly prosperous. Prosperity, like the sun at noon, monsters and ghosts have to avoid you three points, but there is no storm in a person's life, minor illnesses and disasters will always come to the door, the recent fortune is just a little bit unfavorable, it's okay, you Can go on and on.”

Hearing this, Cheng Shu swept away the uneasiness in his heart.

In addition to the fragrance of agarwood in the room, there is also the lingering fragrance of realgar and musk mixed together, blending into an unknown and inexplicable pleasant smell, which is reassuring.

Song Qingli folded the red paper wrapped in powder into a triangle, put it into a sachet bag, and brought it to Cheng Shu: "Okay, take it with you, this sachet is much more useful than the last one, no monsters can get close to you. "

Cheng Shu took the sachet: "Is there anything that needs special attention recently?"

"Hmm..." Song Qingli thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Be cautious when making friends."

That's it?However, he has always been cautious in making friends. Everyone in the entertainment industry is like this, with multiple faces.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say more, it was probably some kind of secret that should not be revealed, Cheng Shu didn't ask any more, he thanked him sincerely, and then asked: "Master Song, I have a business, I wonder if you are interested in accepting it?" .”

"It seems very interesting, why not talk about it."

Cheng Shu sat down again: "I met a demon..."

Cheng Shu quickly explained the matter of the peony flower demon. Seeing that Song Qingli listened to it with great interest, Cheng Shu knew that he was interested, and offered a low price at will, only five people. The salary that is a little over the top, in normal times, Song Qingli not only ignores people, but also asks his apprentice Jin Muxi to ask him to leave.

Even the appearance fee of his apprentice Jin Muxi is more than five figures, not to mention that he himself has a high reputation.

But this time is different. Although the peony flower demon is not very old, she has absorbed a lot of spiritual power, which is very valuable. Maybe she can refine a powerful magic weapon, which is a fairy that is hard to buy.

So Song Qingli readily agreed and accepted the low price.

Cheng Shu went out to the yard and was about to leave when he saw that Xiaobao's mouth was stuffed with food. He kept patting his chest, apparently choking on the food.

His face turned pale from choking, and he quickly picked up a bowl of light green soup and drank a few mouthfuls before flushing down the food stuck in his throat.

"Ah...not killed by the goblin, but almost choked to death by a duck egg." Xiao Bao panted, with a dull pain in his esophagus.

Cheng Shu asked, "What do you eat?"

Liu Anhao on the side replied, "Duck eggs."

"Duck eggs?" Cheng Shu saw a pile of eggshells on the table, thinking that when they arrived here just now, Song Qingli immediately asked Jin Muxi to pick some seeds to boil the duck eggs, thinking that he was hungry and wanted to eat them, but he didn't expect the duck eggs to enter. into Xiao Bao's stomach.

"Drink all the water." Song Qingli came out of the room: "You have been sick all the way, no injections or medicines will help you."

Hearing this, Xiao Bao quickly drank the remaining half bowl of soup, made a ton ton sound, and hiccupped, wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his arm, and said, "That's amazing, I just entered the door less than a minute ago, Song Master, you can tell I'm sick just by looking at it?"

"Evil energy enters the body." Song Qingli looked Xiaobao up and down: "It was covered with dark clouds just now, but it's fine now."

From Xiaobao's perception, it is estimated that Master Song saw himself as a cloud of black mist, but he even pawed and pulled his hands twice on the top of his head, as if trying to disperse something, but in fact there was nothing.

"Hearing what you said, I suddenly felt a lot more comfortable in my body. My waist didn't hurt anymore, my legs didn't feel weak, and I could go up to the tenth floor in one breath." Xiaobao thought of something and asked, "Master Song, our brother Cheng wants to eat too." Bar?"

"He doesn't need it." Jin Muxi, who had his teeth clenched tightly the whole time, spat out a sentence coldly, picked up the empty soup bowl and walked to the room.

This was the first time everyone heard him speak, and his voice fit his seventeen or eighteen-year-old appearance, like the summer wind blowing the leaves all over the branches, making a refreshing rustling sound.

"Why?" Xiao Bao shouted at Jin Muxi's back, but of course he didn't get an answer.

Song Qingli sat on the stone bench next to the pool, took some bait and threw it into the pool, and said casually: "He is a man of great wealth, to put it simply, he is a rare man of wealth, The evil star of the goblin, in the past, could be the emperor, of course, it is not like you, a mortal, who will get into trouble when he encounters some dirty things."

"That's not right." Xiaobao asked again: "Brother Cheng was knocked unconscious by the goblin last time? Are you sure?"

Song Qingli couldn't allow others to doubt his strength, so his expression tensed slightly: "It always takes a transitional period to adapt. The first time is to broaden his roots of wisdom. Now he should have adapted, so you can see that he is fine."

Xiaobao let out a long voice.

Song Qingli continued to feed the koi, and waved his hands without looking at the three people beside him: "It's nothing, you go back, come back if you have something to do...don't come to me."

The three left Lanshiju.