I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Since being entrusted by Bai Wuchang in a dream last time, Xiao Zhou feels that ghosts are not all that scary anymore, and even secretly read the complete collection of folk ghost stories.

Xiao Zhou listened with his ears on the side, and suddenly muttered: "A star in the underworld, is the stage name so modest?"

Ji Zhaoran put his elbows on the car window, with a faint smell of alcohol on his body, mixed with the smell of refreshing mints, he let out a noncommittal "huh".

... Ning Zhian slowly turned his face to the side and rushed out of the window.

Looking at the scattered bustling street scene outside the car window, Ning Zhi'an's long eyelashes drooped desolately, falling into a long-term autism.

Although judging from Ji Zhaoran's words, Feng Xun probably didn't recognize Ning Zhi'an, otherwise he wouldn't say that he was saved by a star from the underworld.

But for some reason, Ji Zhaoran said the name of unemployed little star, which inexplicably made Ning Zhi'an feel ashamed.

If Teacher Ji knew that he was the unemployed little star in the underworld, would he still be good friends with him?

Teacher Ji, the unemployed little star is just an ordinary unlucky guy. Although he is an honorary underworld person, he loves life, is hardworking and brave, and is a person worthy of friendship and trust.

Teacher Ji, don't be prejudiced against him.

Teacher Ji, in fact, he is really good.

Ning Zhi'an pressed his head to the car window sadly, and the window pane was chilled by the cold air of the twelfth lunar month, but at this moment, it would not be colder than his heart, which has nowhere to complain.

Xiao Zhou was still wondering: "Since it's so popular, why is it still called an unemployed starlet? It's unreasonable..."

Ning Zhi'an lowered his voice, and said very coldly: "Xiao Zhou, drive carefully and pay attention to the condition of the car."

Xiao Zhou was shocked when he heard the words, put his doubts in his heart, straightened his back and drove the car.

Ning Zhi'an turned his face sideways again, and looked at Ji Zhaoran seriously: "Mr. Ji, you are right."

Ji Zhaoran: "Huh?"

"Perhaps Mr. Feng remembers it wrong." Just pretend it was a dream, how about he never heard the pseudonym of unemployed starlet from Ji Zhaoran?

Ning Zhi'an felt melancholy and miserable, and changed the subject extremely abruptly: "Mr. Ji, do I do Tai Chi well?"

This topic spans too much, and the brain circuit can be said to be completely different. Even Ji Zhaoran paused for a moment, not knowing what strange things are in this child's mind.

After a while, Ji Zhaoran pinched the center of his brows with a headache.

"……pretty good."

……

Ning Zhi'an's Taijiquan was really good, and when Bai Wuchang appeared, the wind effect of the underworld rushed towards his face, and the live interview of the crew during the day caused a wave of discussion on the Internet.

Even the photos of Ning Zhi'an and Uncle Zhou together, as well as the original words of the posters on the forum, were found out by fans.

[Sisters, my grandpa told me today that he was playing Tai Chi with a celebrity. At that time, I thought it must be my grandpa who met a liar selling health products! 】

In the photo, Ning Zhi'an was wearing a gray sportswear, which couldn't hide a warm and beautiful face, and there was a kind of rigid cuteness in the movement standard of Tai Chi following Uncle Zhou.

Netizens are used to the deliberate posing of celebrities, and they have long been used to not being used to it. Seeing a photo of such a life, it has aroused many people's touch.

[Hahahaha I'm convinced, Ning Zhi'an actually took a photo with the uncle like this? 】

[I also have this set of sportswear, a certain treasure 88 is covered with free shipping and insurance...Mom!I finally have the same style as a star! 】

[Ning Zhi'an: Super serious! ! ! 】

[God damn liar who sells health products. 】

【Which park is this? Is it too late for me to practice Tai Chi now? ? ? 】

【Oh my god, he's too cute, doesn't he really go to the park every day to play Tai Chi with the uncle? 】

[God, why did such a treasure just appear in my eyes now! ! ! 】

[Good guy, I really have you.Guessing Ding Ke in the hotel room, practicing Tai Chi in the park in the morning, Ning Zhi'an, how many surprises do you have that I don't know? ? ? 】

[Uncle's granddaughter thought that Ning Zhi'an was a liar selling health care products at first?The granddaughter was right, what a little liar he was! 】

[To be honest, aside from being a celebrity, it is quite rare for a young man like Ning Zhian to practice Tai Chi. 】

[Yes, Tai Chi is a treasure of traditional culture, I hope it can be liked by more young people. 】

[Although it was unintentional, I think it is a very good thing that Ning Zhian's young identity is linked to Tai Chi. 】

Ning Zhi'an didn't know that the discussion on the Internet had extended from his practice of Tai Chi to the inheritance and development of traditional culture.

The car gradually drove to a relatively remote road section, and the road was not as smooth and smooth as in the city, because it had not been maintained for a long time, the road surface was uneven, and the car body was also a little bumpy.

The car was warm and quiet, and the light was not very clear, filled with the smell of citrus mint and a touch of alcohol.

Ning Zhi'an was jolted to sleepiness.

Leaning his head on the seat, his upper and lower eyelids couldn't help but fight.Ning Zhi'an yawned sleepily, feeling drowsy, and finally couldn't help closing her eyes.

Ji Zhaoran was lazily leaning on the back seat, playing a game of Match [-], his knuckle fingers turned cold white by the light from the screen.

Sensing that the people next to him were swaying, Ji Zhaoran was about to turn his head to look, when the car suddenly passed a corner.

Ji Zhaoran was slightly turned sideways by the centrifugal force when cornering.

Immediately afterwards, a head suddenly rested on his shoulder without any defense.

Ji Zhaoran looked over with half-cast eyes.

A peaceful sleeping face fell into his sight, the skin was delicate and white, and the thick and slender eyelashes drooped docilely on the eyelids.

As if thinking that the car was driving a bit recklessly, Ning Zhi'an subconsciously grabbed Ji Zhaoran's arm with his fleshy fingers, and consciously found a more comfortable position, then hummed in satisfaction.

The soft hair tip brushed against the skin of Ji Zhaoran's neck, causing a slight itchiness.The warm breath spread in the ear, like an ignorant flutter.

Ji Zhaoran locked the phone screen and suddenly felt his throat dry.

There may indeed have been a little too much wine tonight.

Xiao Zhou's car was a bit reckless, Ning Zhi'an shook it slightly a few times, feeling a little unhappy in his sleep, he shook Ji Zhaoran's arm in protest.

When the car drove to the corner again, Ji Zhaoran suddenly said in a low voice: "Slow down."

The Maybach is quiet and comfortable, with the dark night outside the window, Xiao Zhou concentrates on looking ahead, and occasionally glances at the rearview mirror.

But because the night was too dark, he didn't notice that there was a dilapidated shared bicycle quickly following his car not far away.

There was no rider on the bicycle, but the two wheels were spinning rapidly, and even turned with a low center of gravity when turning.

The hanged ghost held the handlebar tightly, driving the shared bicycle with his ghostly power, and rushed forward without saying a word, his head wobbling weakly due to the wind.

The drowned ghost oozes a little water from time to time, and the water flows down the car body and lands on the wheels that are about to rub against sparks, which can be regarded as physically cooling the two wheels, otherwise the tires will blow out.

It was too cold and the wind was too strong. After a while, the drowned ghost himself froze into a big ice skate.

The dead ghost stood on the handlebar of the bicycle, his face blown by the wind was vicissitudes, and he reminded the hanged ghost sadly: "Hey, drive slowly, there are thousands of roads, and traffic safety is the most important thing!"

"Hey, you are speeding, the bicycle can't drive so fast!"

"Oh, don't run the red light!!!"

Just now at the entrance of the hotel, Bai Wuchang detained the female ghosts, and asked each of them to recite the new version of "Regulations on Underworld Public Security Management Regulations" and "One Hundred Rules for Bounding Humans and Ghosts" three times before slowly walking away.

The three ghosts waited for Ning Zhi'an at the entrance of the hotel with their necks outstretched, but they didn't see him for a long time.

Wanting to find Ning Zhi'an, but afraid of missing it by accident, he could only obediently squat at the door.

In the end, he didn't pay attention, and found Ning Zhi'an sitting in the back seat of a car, and that car was heading out of the parking lot!

The three ghosts hurriedly chased them out.

However, due to the regulations of the underworld, it is not allowed to scare people in public places, so the three ghosts can only fly and chase the car by themselves. Which ghost can stand it!

The three ghosts were exhausted after chasing them until they stole a shared bicycle that no one wanted in a remote place, and then they were considered to have taken a modern means of transportation!

Big, wait a minute, ghosts! ! !

……

Ning Zhi'an was soundly asleep, but was suddenly awakened by a sudden and sudden brake.The brake came too suddenly, Ning Zhi'an was caught off guard and hit his head directly on the front seat.

A big warm hand caught Ning Zhian before he bumped into him.

Ning Zhi'an didn't know what happened, she opened her eyes in a panic, and looked forward through the center console.

Ahead is an empty one-way road, two sharp headlights pierce the darkness, and cast two distant lights in the night, and it seems that dust can be seen gently shaking in the light circle.

...and two meters away from the car, an old man in khaki clothes was lying on the ground and howling loudly.

His voice is so loud that he can be heard clearly even in the car.

Xiao Zhou stepped on the sudden brake when he saw someone in front of him from a distance, knowing that he didn't hit anyone, he held the steering wheel in shock and cursed, "I'll wipe it!"

Ning Zhi'an took a breath, and subconsciously grabbed Ji Zhaoran's forearm, the smooth and tight muscle lines under his fingertips made him feel slightly relieved.

Seeing this, Ji Zhaoran freed up his other hand to cover Ning Zhian's eyes. "do not be afraid."

A pair of sharp black eyes swept straight forward.

Xiao Zhou subconsciously locked the doors and windows.

It's not because people's hearts are indifferent, but there have been many such news before.

A driver was driving at night, and suddenly saw someone lying on the ground in front of him. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and the person lying on the ground might even be covered in blood. The driver stopped the car and got out of the car to check the situation, but was caught by the criminal accomplices lurking around. extortion.

Extortion is good, and it's even possible to get kidnapped to get more money.

It turned out that the person lying on the ground was a dummy, and what he did was extremely realistic, but the criminal with evil intentions was real.

The only difference is that they are real people in front of them, but in such a night, it is easier to make people suspicious.

Was it a real injury or a touch of porcelain? Are there any bad guys around who are waiting for their opportunity?

Because Ning Zhi'an was a little uneasy, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and they stroked Ji Zhaoran's palm.

Xiao Zhou was shocked, his voice trembling: "What's going on?"

In this situation, you can't get out of the car rashly, but the only road is blocked, and you can't continue driving.

Ji Zhaoran didn't have both hands free, so he ordered coldly: "Call the police first."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhou quickly took out his mobile phone, but his voice trembled even more. "Brother Ji, my phone has no signal."

... Ji Zhaoran and Ning Zhian took out their mobile phones and looked at them, but there was no signal either.

Xiao Zhou nervously whispered to himself: "My luck is all in the future!"

Ji Zhaoran squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Although the man was lying on the ground, he was wailing so angry that he didn't look like he was really injured.

Ji Zhaoran ordered Xiao Zhou in a cold voice: "Reverse the car."

Perhaps it was because Ji Zhaoran's temperament was too harsh, which made people instinctively want to obey, Xiao Zhou didn't do what he thought when he heard the words, and drove the car back slowly.

The old man in front didn't seem to have expected that the car in front would fall backwards, and rolled in the direction of the Maybach in desperation.

One person and one car moved in parallel on the road.

Xiao Zhou:"……"

Xiao Zhou yelled: "Damn it, he really hits the porcelain, don't you want to die? It's late at night, what if I hit him!?"

Knowing the purpose of the person in front, Ning Zhian breathed a sigh of relief, after all the unknown is the scariest thing.

Ji Zhaoran ordered coldly: "Continue to reverse the car."

Xiao Zhou reversed the car a little faster.

The speed of a person rolling on the ground cannot be faster than that of a car. Seeing that the Maybach in front of him was about to go far away, the old man in yellow got up by himself, chased the car and ran for a distance, and jumped directly onto the Maybach. The hood, and then lay motionless on the car.

……

The Maybach then stopped again.

No matter what, you can't continue driving with a person hanging on the front of the car, Xiao Zhou held the steering wheel and murmured: "You are so old, and you are too dedicated, don't the young people in their family care about it? "

Ji Zhaoran's sharp eyes scanned around the car body, roughly evaluating the possibility of accomplices around.

With the tip of his tongue against the corners of his lips, Ji Zhaoran tore off his tie impatiently, and two buttons on his collar came loose.

The cuffs were folded up three times, and Ji Zhaoran turned sideways and took out a baseball bat from the storage box, held it neatly in his hand and weighed it, with an unruly temperament between a mature man and a young man in his gestures.

Ning Zhi'an realized that he wanted to get out of the car, and hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Ji..."

Ji Zhaoran tilted his head and told Ning Zhi'an: "Stay honest."

Ning Zhi'an subconsciously wanted to grab Ji Zhaoran, but was a second late, the door opened and closed, bringing in cold air.

Ning Zhi'an wanted to get out of the car.

……

When the car cover was closed, Huang Youcai rolled his green eyes excitedly.

Now this society is developing too fast, and the life of monsters is not easy.He is a weasel spirit, so he has never eaten chicken.

Fortunately, not long ago, he discovered a trick to extort money. If he falls every day, the chicken will roll.

He recognized this car, this car is very expensive, and the people inside must be either rich or expensive, they are big fat fish.

Huang Youcai thought about it, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that the car door opened and someone came down, Huang Youcai was perked up, and with a "thump", he jumped off the hood in a short and dainty manner.

Huang Youcai calmly put his hands behind his back, and was about to say the lines he had memorized long ago, but suddenly felt a terrible aura coming over him.

The man who was gradually approaching was tall and tall, with handsome and cold features under the moonlight, carrying a chilling aura.

Fuck, who is this? ? ?

The smile on the corner of Huang Youcai's mouth was suppressed, and he couldn't help but tremble all over, even the human shape was a little difficult to maintain.

The original lines definitely couldn't be said. In desperation, Huang Youcai lost his mind and blurted out——

"Brother, do you want to consider the well-decorated subway room outside the Fifth Ring Road?"

Ji Zhaoran: "..."

Ning Zhi'an who was opening the door: "..."