The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 160 The Survival Rules of Evil Ghosts (3)

Chi Changsheng nodded, indicating that he already knew: "Let's go."

A monk with a bright head standing at the door is too eye-catching.

What Chi Changsheng didn't know was that she was the one who was more eye-catching than a body covered in Buddha's light.

"I actually saw Senior Sister Yue woo woo woo... I'm sure to be lucky this semester..."

"Junior, look carefully. This is the legendary student union president of Hua'an University. You are lucky. You saw this big boss as soon as you entered the school. He is the number one student in every department. Take a breath of the spirit of learning and you will be stable this semester."

"Hurry up and take a picture and post a post! I'm so envious of those dogs, I've earned money by coming early this semester!"

Ming Kong expressed his understanding: "Let's go, the more benefactor."

The Son of Heaven who is so full of merit and virtue so bright that he can't see the way when he opens his eyes is indeed eye-catching. Standing at the door is too bright.

Taking Ming Kong into the exclusive office of the president of the student union, Chi Changsheng looked at his future assistant, and first gave him a few pieces of information with photos on them: "These are serious employees in our school, be careful not to treat them as ordinary The ghost has taken it."

Ming Kong understood, looked at these documents, and nodded seriously to indicate that he had written them down: "I understand."

"You don't need to call yourself 'I', just 'I'." Chi Changsheng took out his phone, "Do you have a phone number?"

"Okay, of course there is." Mingkong smiled, and then took out the latest smartphone from his pocket.

Chi Changsheng looked at the expensive smartphone in his hand, and could only say: "The incense of Jinshui Temple is quite good."

"Master bought it for me with the money he earned from hunting ghosts. He said it would be inconvenient to go down the mountain without a mobile phone." Ming Kong scratched the back of his shiny head, and said embarrassedly: "And now most of the money is mobile phones. pay."

"Your master is right." Chi Changsheng and Mingkong exchanged phone numbers, "Call me if you need anything. I need to deal with some paperwork now. I will take you to a special dormitory later. The sofa over there is now Sit on for a while."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Ming Kong clasped his hands together and bowed to Chi Changsheng. He walked to the guest sofa and found a bookshelf full of various books, including Buddhist scriptures. Xi asked Chi Changsheng: "Master Yue, can you lend me the books on this shelf?"

"Anything." Chi Changsheng replied without raising his head. Mingkong chose a book he was interested in and sat on the sofa to read it. The extremely soft sofa seemed to be custom-made for lazy people. Sinking in, people have a comfortable feeling that they don't want to move. It's the feeling of depravity.

There was a knock on the door of the office, and the delicate girl gently opened the door and poked her head in: "President~ Shall I come in?"

"En." Chi Changsheng raised his head when he heard the voice, "Is there something wrong, Nian Xin."

"Here's some snacks for you. During this holiday, my family and I traveled abroad, and we bought some snacks that the president would like more." Nian Xin walked in and showed the snacks in her hand with crooked eyebrows. Seeing Ming Kong with a delicate face, she blinked her eyes, "Are there any guests? Then I'll go and prepare something to drink. What would the president want to drink? Milk tea or sweet milk?"

The student union knows that their president looks cold, but actually likes sweets, especially butter bread. The contrast is so cute that the members of the student union fell to the ground when they knew it, and then one or two began to give sweets crazy. Longevity.

"It's all right." Chi Changsheng's brows softened slightly when he heard the snack, "I'm in trouble, Nian Xin."

"No trouble, no trouble, it should be!" The only one who can pronounce other people's names so provocatively and naturally is the president of their family.

"Mingkong, what about you?" Chi Changsheng looked at Mingkong.

"Is tea okay?" Mingkong asked gently.

"Okay, okay, then I'll prepare." Nian Xinle giggled and went out with the snacks.

After Chi Changsheng finished handling the simple paperwork, Nian Xin came in with a hot drink and snacks: "The president finished it so quickly? As expected of the president! Come and have a snack and relax! And... Mingkong, right? this is yours!"

"Thank you." Mingkong took his hot tea, looked at Nian Xin and Chi Changsheng, said "I'm going to report" and went out, then turned to look at Chi Changsheng, "The benefactor is really welcome."

"Is there?" Chi Changsheng didn't have an accurate feeling for the word 'popular', probably only the stars and idols in the entertainment circle are considered popular, "Maybe, I will take you to the dormitory after eating."

As soon as Ming Kong nodded, a man in a suit with a flustered expression rushed in from the door: "It's not good! Miss Changsheng!"

Adhering to the principle of never wasting, Chi Changsheng stuffed the dim sum on the plate into his mouth, swallowed it with milk tea, and looked at the person who came: "What's wrong with you?"

"That's right—" The man was out of breath, and he obviously came here in a hurry, his face was flushed, and he still told Chi Changsheng the matter intermittently and with difficulty: "Our family, Yingyou, went to the mountains to finish filming Afterwards, there was a female ghost in the house, which made Ying You unable to sleep peacefully every night, making our Ying You very haggard now, if I hadn't found out, he probably wouldn't have said anything about it."

Probably this is an era of looking at appearances, even ghosts like to pick good-looking people to harm. This person is the manager of Shi Yingyou, a popular idol in the entertainment industry, and he has not come to Chi Changsheng once or twice to get rid of ghosts.

"Where's the Lingzhu I gave you last time?" Chi Changsheng frowned slightly, got up and walked over.

"That idiot was given to someone else!" The manager was also furious.

"Let's go." Chi Changsheng understood in his heart that Shi Yingyou's temperament was known even after getting along with her a few times. He is a soft-hearted and kind-hearted person. He will give her the spirit beads that are used to ward off evil and protect the body. She is not surprised by others.

"The more benefactor." Ming Kong also stood up, obviously intending to follow.

"Miss Changsheng?" Looking at Mingkong's bald head and the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the name he had just given to Chi Changsheng, the manager could guess that he was a monk no matter how stupid he was.

"My new assistant is from Jinshui Temple, and he has accumulated experience with me." Chi Changsheng explained.

The manager suddenly realized, and bowed to Mingkong with folded hands: "Master, hello."

"You don't need to be too polite, I'm just a fledgling, and I still rely on more benefactors." Ming Kong's brows and eyes are gentle, giving people a feeling of comfort and relaxation.

The agent also drove over to find Chi Changsheng as soon as he knew the situation, and was going to pick him up directly. He has been here a few times and he is considered experienced, and the remuneration is well prepared. He secretly scolded Shi Yingyou for being a fool. Forget about your situation, and worry more.

Arriving in an apartment complex with strong privacy protection, the agent, who knows the way well, brought Chi Changsheng and Ming Kong to the door of Shi Yingyou's house. As soon as the door opened, the tearful, shapeless teenager rushed out. He threw himself into Chi Changsheng's arms and cried loudly, his eyes were swollen like rabbits, he didn't look like the pretty boy on TV at all.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, It’s Scary, Changsheng! It’s Really Scary! I’m Sorry, Sorry, I Didn’t Mean To Trouble Changsheng. "

Mingkong didn't expect the other party to be such a person.

"Shame on you! Ying You!" The manager couldn't help but wiped his face. Although no paparazzi would take pictures of this scene, he still felt extremely ashamed.

With a blank expression, Chi Changsheng separated Shi Yingyou from his arms with the red umbrella in his hand.

(End of this chapter)