Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

The location of the funeral parlor is in a mountain in the outskirts. In late summer, the temperature in the mountains is three or four degrees lower than outside. The birds on the small trees are chirping. Xiaobao shivered in the car, and immediately turned off the air conditioner in the car. After turning it off, he huddled on the steering wheel and didn't dare to look directly at the surrounding environment. He said a few words of Amitabha, God bless, for fear that something would jump out of some corner and eat him.

The sun didn’t come out for a long time at seven o’clock in the morning. Standing outside the gray iron gate, one could feel a gloomy chill. The funeral parlor had already opened, and the funerals inside were lively, with the sound of suona and the beating of copper plates. The sound was endless, and the sound echoed throughout the mountain. The old man guarding the gate had seen too many big scenes, and he was calmly doing morning exercises for the elderly at the gate of the guard room. I dare say that he regarded funeral music as the rhythm of morning exercise music.

The funeral home went to work very early in the morning, but Jiang Younian just got off work. He made a special number for urgent service last night, because the family members rushed to express condolences and cremation this morning at an auspicious time.

He has no fixed working hours in this profession, and he can work whenever he needs it. It is common to work overtime all night. There are only a few days off in a year, and the salary is quite considerable.

When he passed the logistics department, he saw a familiar man inside asking the staff something. When the staff saw Jiang Younian, they pointed at him and said to the man, "He's here."

Jiang Younian took off his mask at work, but the hat on his head was still on, and there was still an unpleasant rotten smell on his body. His face was calm after work, but he turned suspicious when he saw someone coming, obviously he was fat Work clothes, but can't cut half a point of handsomeness.

Jiang Younian walked up to Xiaobao, still with a gentle look: "I remember you, Cheng..."

He swallowed the word "shu", glanced at the colleague next to him, and immediately changed his mouth: "Assistant Bao, what's the matter here?"

Xiao Bao was very displeased with this person at first, because he was the one who harmed Cheng Shu, but the other party's smile was kind and harmless, and his appearance could be easily photogenic without packaging, and his eyes seemed to have the ability to confuse people's minds, inexplicably It can't be annoying.

"That..." When Xiaobao came, he thought about what kind of violence would be needed to grab someone into the car, but at this moment he unconsciously became polite: "Mr. Jiang, I'm here to look for you, please come with me." , it’s not convenient to talk here, let’s talk about it on the road.”

Seeing the other party's serious expression, Jiang Younian didn't ask him what happened specifically: "Okay, I just got off work, let me clean up, you wait for me here for a while."

The promise was quick and easy, and it was not difficult to do as expected. Xiaobao couldn't help but took two steps back, and made a gesture of asking in awe.

Jiang Younian took off the work clothes that covered his whole body, and he came out soon after tidying up his appearance. He was wearing a gray T-shirt with a half turtleneck, black slacks tucked into Martin boots, and a long black trench coat. The long legs make the corners of the clothes fly up but not exaggerated, not inferior to the male models on the runway show.

Although the combination of black and gray is dull, it looks bright. It doesn't look like a person who works here, but more like a person who came here to mourn the dead, or more like an emissary from hell.

The car was driving on the main road in the suburbs, and Xiao Bao told Jiang Younian everything that happened in the past two days.

Jiang Younian sat with his legs crossed, tapped his hands and fingers on his knees, and frowned every time he heard a sentence, thinking about something seriously, and then said: "I see, I know you are If you doubt my hands and feet, you may not believe me if I say I didn’t do it, maybe I can help a little.”

Xiao Bao didn't know how Jiang Younian, a frail scholar, could help, but he worked in a funeral parlor anyway, so he knew a little bit of tricks, but if he wanted to make a move, Liu Anhao would definitely be the first to object.

"Have you asked someone to see it?" Jiang Younian asked.

"Yes, I guess it's Master Song." Jiang Younian asked which Master Song it was, and Xiaobao said, "Master Song Qingli, I don't know what's going on with Brother Cheng."

Jiang Younian has worked in funeral parlors for many years, and he has seen many masters presiding over funeral ceremonies. He has met this Song Qingli, a master who doesn't work because he doesn't have enough money.

Although the fees are expensive, the skills are in place, and rich people like to find him.

But he also has a more powerful ability, which is unknown to everyone. He is a master of monster hunting, and he always carries a locust tree spirit who has been refined into a human form by his side all year round.

Jiang Younian asked Xiao Bao how the situation was going there, and Liu Anhao took care of the whole process there, and after Xiaobao came out, he didn't know, so he immediately dialed Liu Anhao's phone number to inquire: "It's a very small problem. , Master Song has already solved it."

Jiang Younian nodded: "I guess there's nothing wrong with it, I want to go and see the house Cheng Shu lived in two days ago, is that okay?"

Xiaobao was ordered by Liu Anhao to take him back. He shouldn't have taken him to other places. Who knows if he would do anything, but once he met Jiang Younian's kind eyes, Xiaobao couldn't help it for some reason. Refused.

It doesn't hurt to have a look, maybe he has some skills, Xiaobao then turned the car and went to the villa area.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Younian said to Xiao Bao: "Don't touch anything."

Xiaobao immediately took a step back to make room for the boss.

The house still looks like it did when Cheng Shu left. The pillows on the sofa are on the floor, the water glasses on the dining table have not been washed, and the glass door of the courtyard is not closed.

Jiang Younian first looked around the house, there was indeed something wrong here, there was a stale smell in the air, but it was not a big problem.

He stayed in front of the pile of gifts in the corner of the living room for a long time, with a gloomy expression, turned away and walked towards the stairs.

As if something was guiding him, he purposefully went up to the second floor and walked into the master bedroom. On the floor of the master bedroom lay a Q-version doll that fans had given to Cheng Shu.

Jiang Younian squatted down, his usual gentle expression suddenly became dignified and ruthless, his eyes were covered with a layer of frost, the cold air was threatening, his gloomy eyes stared at the doll, and the pupils emitted a cold light as if he was about to tear the doll into pieces Wan Duan, Xiaobao outside the door couldn't help shivering, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Jiang Younian turned his back to the door, and Xiaobao couldn't see him whispering to the doll: "You lowly demon, what's your purpose? If you confess, I'll spare your life."

The cat demon wanted to pretend to be dead, but the aura of the senior in front of him was so strong that he couldn't help trembling, and stammered: "I, I, I just like him so much, that's why..."

Jiang Younian smiled viciously, and at the next moment, his slender fingers grasped the doll's head with force, and he actually twisted the doll's head off with his bare hands. Although the method was cruel, the movement felt gentle .

Jiang Younian took out all the sponges in the doll, which reminded people of some horror movies where the murderer took out the internal organs.

Groups of sponges were pulled out bit by bit and thrown to the ground, the doll was broken into pieces, a shadow separated from the doll's body, the cat demon jumped several meters away, the fur all over his body exploded, and his waist arched Xiang Jiang Younian bared his fangs.

Xiaobao outside the door touched their necks one after another, shuddered, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror. In their view, the person inside was like a perverted murderer. Of course he couldn't see the cat demon, otherwise he would have been scared out of his mind.

Jiang Younian had a lot of ideas on how to play with it, but before he could make a move, a middle-aged man's voice came from behind: "Idlers, wait out."

He felt a not-so-kind gaze cast on him, and when he turned around to look at the person, he recognized that it was Song Qingli.

This man came with a smell.

After Cheng Shu's work was over, Liu Anhao rushed over with Song Qingli after receiving the news of Xiaobao.

When Song Qingli arrived downstairs, he felt an unusual aura, and immediately ran upstairs to look for that powerful aura, and his eyes lit up when he saw the bedroom.

As an unknown master of catching monsters, he is very keen on this business. He likes to capture all kinds of goblins and refine them into a desirable weapon and treasure.

He walked into the bedroom, and when he passed by Jiang Younian, he glanced at him from the corner of his eye. What he said just now clearly meant to expel him.

There were two pairs of eyes watching from outside the door, Jiang Younian didn't want to break his identity as an ordinary person, so he went out.

Along with Song Qingli was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man with a serious expression and a short-shaven head, but left a waist-length mouse tail on the back of his head.

His slender eyes watched Jiang Younian come out, then closed the bedroom door, and then stood in front of the door.

Jiang Younian could tell at a glance that this young man was not human. He must be Song Qingli's pagoda tree spirit, with a straight face like a piece of wood.

Jiang Younian remained calm, patted the cotton wadding on his sleeves, and asked Xiaobao, "Assistant Bao, how did that doll get here?"

"The problem is that doll? How did it come about..." Xiaobao recalled the situation that night, and suddenly remembered: "After the ceremony, before we got into the nanny car, there were many fans surrounding Brother Cheng. They were a group of old acquaintances, and there were many people. , I don’t know which fan put this doll in front of Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng thought it looked good, so he took it, but I have checked that there is no problem, um, but I usually check to see if there are dead mice, black dog blood, Or something like getting a needle, who would think of ghosts and ghosts, and I don't know how to watch it."

Xiaobao was extremely annoyed, Jiang Younian comforted him: "It's not your fault."

"Then what should we do now? Can we still have this house?" Xiao Bao asked.

"The matter is not difficult. That Master Song inside can take care of it. I should go when the matter is over..." Jiang Younian was about to leave.

At this time, there were hurried footsteps on the stairs, and Liu Anhao ran up panting on her ten-centimeter high heels.

Song Qingli ran too fast just now, so she just kept up.

When she saw a man she didn't know, she was sure that he was the undertaker who put makeup on Cheng Shu.

Liu Anhao, from a distance, Jiang Younian has already drawn up a 50-year artist contract, and from a closer look, she has decided which direction to package him for his debut.

"You are Hu Chong's friend, Jiang Younian?"

Jiang Younian showed his usual warm smile: "Yes."

Liu Anhao looked Jiang Younian up and down, beating his chest silently in his heart.

Damn it, those seductive eyes will definitely win the hearts of many fans, the face with no trace of makeup can't pick out any flaws, tall and long legs, and a simple black windbreaker is worn in the international show. Taste, it's really a good seedling for an artist, it's bad because of his career, but it's not a problem if it can be packaged.

Seeing that Liu An was so absorbed in his thoughts and didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Younian called out politely: "Miss Liu?"

Only then did Liu Anhao come back to his senses, and cleared his throat: "Uh...Mr. Jiang, let's take a step to talk."

Jiang Younian and Liu Anhao entered the study room, and now it was just the two of them. Liu Anhao asked him to sit down, and first asked him tentatively, "Are you a fan of Cheng Shu?"

How can I say that Jiang Younian is not one of those teenage girls who like to chase after stars, and people in their twenties who are more or less scheming, Liu An is not sure if the other party has a small plan in mind.

Jiang Younian replied: "I don't chase stars. I personally like Cheng Shu's works. I will watch more good works. If I insist on saying that I am not a fan of him, I can only say that I am a fan of his characters. Real people don't go deep into it." The exchange is inconclusive."

Very good, adult fans are rational and easy to talk. At first, Liu Anhao was worried that the other party would be unreasonable like a child, which could save a lot of effort in negotiating. At that time, I prepared the contract and gave it to Jiang Younian: "I won't beat around the bush. Even though you are Hu Chong's friend, I won't be shy. You should know what will happen to an artist if these things are publicized, especially Cheng Shu. , It's not easy for him to have today, I don't want any news about what happened today, I need you to keep it a secret, and I will pay you for your help today, 20, what do you think?"

To put it bluntly, it's a reward, but it's actually a hush money.

Cheng Shu's image over the years has been very positive, without any scandals at all. Standing tall, there are naturally many opponents who want to bring him down. Liu Anhao is also for the purpose of protecting Cheng Shu. This person in front of her Why not the same idea.

Jiang Younian took over the contract and only glanced at it. There was nothing wrong with the content, but he had something to say about money. He took out his mobile phone and opened a bank transfer message to show Liu An: "Before, Cheng Shu asked me to be a temporary makeup artist." , The negotiated remuneration is 50, he called me 45, and the extra [-] is still worrying about getting it back, please tell him for me, lest he think it is some kind of fraud."

Liu Anhao confirmed that the remittance information was indeed Cheng Shu's, and the time was the night of the celebration banquet, so he thought that the guy must have been drunk and punched an extra 0 to cause his oolong.

"Fine, but you can just refund 25 yuan." Liu Ankan Jiang took the contract and pen some years ago, and neatly signed his name at the end of the contract.

Different from his gentle image, each stroke of the three characters is powerful.

After it was over, Jiang Younian put the cap on the pen, moved his fingers a few times on the phone screen, and then showed Liu An a page with a successful transfer of 45 yuan: "Forget about the hush money, I won't say anything about this time, the transaction will be fine." Let’s end it like this, the contract has been signed, you can rest assured.”