Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Oh, I already have it. It's a long story, I'll tell you later."

"Leader Chen, I think there's another path for you. It's difficult to become a disciple and learn metaphysics, but if you put aside your pride and live off others, this path should be smoother."

"Look at my brother Su, he's so powerful, but he's still a gigolo. It's not shameful to be a gigolo these days, it's shameful not to be able to have one."

Chen Zhicheng pondered for a moment, raised his hand and touched his face, and he also felt that it made sense. He lowered his voice and asked, "Whose face is more pleasing, me or Master Su?"

Xie Nan looked him up and down and said seriously, "It must be Brother Su. He's sunny and handsome when he smiles. He's the favorite little puppy of the female chaebols."

"Besides, your own skills are so powerful, you can't compare with him, but you can go the cool guy route, and a lot of rich women like that."

"...That makes sense. I can give it a try."

"Hey, absolutely."

Su Chen sat on the sofa, looking at them in confusion: "What are you talking about? Why don't you tell us so we can discuss it together."

The two exchanged glances and changed the subject simultaneously: "Brother Su, we came to you because we want the talisman. I don't even dare to go back to school because of the commotion on the forum."

"I've drawn so many, isn't that enough?"

"I gave them all to the police. I don't have any on me, so I thought I'd come here to buy some talisman paper. If there are other types, that would be fine too. I'd also like to buy some as a backup."

Xie Nan raised the corners of his mouth and showed a bright smile. His face, which was difficult to tell whether it was male or female, was really dazzling.

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then turned his face away: "Okay, don't laugh like that, it looks worthless. I'll draw it for you later."

"But I'm very tired. I'll draw a few pictures and then go to sleep."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Ten minutes later, the money arrived with a ding-dong sound.

Su Chen glanced at it and nodded, feeling more energetic: "Here, I want to go get some sleep and let the police handle the work those people have to vomit. I'm so sleepy."

The two of them closed the door carefully and left with peace of mind.

*

Su Chen, lying on the bed, felt inexplicably panicked and couldn't sleep. Thinking of those crazy people, he took out his cell phone to make a call.

Beep, beep, beep, three times in a row but no one answered.

He muttered, "Is it because we are discussing cooperation and it is inconvenient to look at the phone? Well, if I am at the company, it should be fine. I still have the magic hairpin on me. I will sleep well and then go to the company to find my wife."

With a calming talisman, he instantly felt sleepy and fell asleep.

Completely unaware of the chaos outside, a series of collisions suddenly occurred on the originally orderly road. The driver who got out of the car rushed forward and started fighting without saying a word.

The people behind also joined in, and the scene became extremely chaotic.

When the police received the news, they rushed to the scene with talismans. When they saw someone with a strange look on their face, they would take a picture of him.

The originally fierce and tense atmosphere was suddenly broken by something invisible. Nausea surged in his heart and he ran to the side of the road and vomited violently.

The smell drifted in the wind. The police wore masks and felt that the smell, which was comparable to poison gas, was much better, but it was a bit irritating to the eyes.

"Captain, this talisman is truly magical. It worked in one stroke. Can you buy more from the master in the future? We can carry it with us to ward off evil spirits."

"...The master must be exhausted after painting so many. He wouldn't have any extra to buy if he bought more. Besides, this incident was just a coincidence. There aren't so many monsters and demons out there."

There was constant noise around, and people were cursing: "It stinks, it has no manners at all, ugh~~~"

After vomiting and regaining consciousness, the people went directly to discuss compensation. The road was soon cleared. Chen Zhicheng was exhausted, so he took his people back to the bureau and found a place to lie down.

His face was so dejected that he closed his eyes, and then he heard a voice.

"You want to live forever? Just drink the water I've soaked you in, and you'll be immortal. Your cancer cells are spreading, don't you want to live?"

Chen Zhicheng shuddered, opened his eyes and looked around with a cold expression: "Who was talking just now?"

The others all looked over, their eyes blank. "Captain Chen, what are you talking about? None of us said anything."

Suddenly a possibility occurred to him, and his voice became a little anxious.