Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

The moon and stars are scarce, and the city lights are bright. The office workers look down at their mobile phones and walk on the way to the subway station.

The traffic jam on the road was severe. When the red light came on, cars blocked almost every road, and even bicycles could only get through the gaps.

With his bag on his back, Ming Qian squeezed into the subway dejectedly, leaning against the door to check his phone.

The text message reminds him that this month's salary will arrive in his account, and he will be unemployed starting tomorrow.

This is the third company that has closed down since he joined this year.

I don't know if it's because the market is too sluggish or because he is possessed by the broom star, Ming Qian sighed and closed his eyes sadly.

I didn't have much savings at first, and it's hard to find a job recently, and I still have a mortgage on my back.

As soon as he got off the subway, Mingqian received another call from the tenant.

"Mingqian, I won't renew the lease when it expires next month. This year's business is not good, and I've been losing money..."

The man complained on the other end of the phone: "I lost more than 2 yuan, and business is not easy now."

Ming Qian knew that the other party was worried, and he was also worried, but he could only say: "Okay, Uncle Li, take everything away when you cancel the rent."

In Mingqian's year, his parents went on a trip, but they were caught in a shipwreck, leaving Mingqian with a house, a shop, and 40 yuan in savings.

The shop and the house together have to repay the loan of nearly [-] per month. There was a car, but Ming Qian sold it to a relative at a discount, and barely paid off the car loan without paying much money.

40 may seem like a lot, but in fact, Mingqian had to repay a total of more than 40 in loans in four years of university.

Mingqian has been working part-time since his freshman year, and never went out to play during the winter and summer vacations. In his sophomore year, he joined a studio run by his seniors at school, earning a stable monthly income of more than 4000.

He originally thought that he would find a good job after graduation, and the burden and pressure on his shoulders would be much less. As a result, in the first year after graduation, the three companies he joined closed down, and he didn't earn much money, but he learned to comfort his boss.

It was not easy to rent out the shop. The original shop was very good. When his parents were there, the monthly income from renting out the shop could not only cover the loan, but also earn three or four thousand.

It’s no longer possible. The area where he lives has been re-planned. There is a dedicated food street and shopping mall. The small shops on the street are no longer popular. In addition, the storefronts are old and small, and there is an adult goods store next to it, so the rent has dropped again and again. It was hard to rent out, and the result was that it closed several times in less than a year.

This time it was rented to Uncle Li, Mingqian waited with the agency for half a year before renting it out.

As a result, Uncle Li was about to leave.

The house he lived in was also rented out before, but unfortunately several tenants had poor hygiene habits, and even damaged a lot of things in the house. The repair and reinstallation costs were more than the rent earned. The house is rented out.

Ming Qian was so depressed that he didn't even ride a bicycle, and walked home from the subway station.

Tomorrow he has to look for a job again, life does not give him a little room to breathe, social animals are not qualified to talk about dreams.

He walked forward with his head down, completely unable to hear the surrounding voices.

"So handsome, so tall!"

"Are you going to ask for a number?"

"Forget it... so handsome must already have a name."

"I haven't put on makeup today, next time I'll put on makeup and see if we can meet again."

"And he looks so cold..."

Ming Gao Leng Qian had despair written all over his face.

Some people look cold and handsome, but they actually carry huge debts.

He bought a few eggs in the supermarket downstairs, bought a can of fermented fish, and bought a small bag of rice. He planned to have a steamed egg for dinner tonight, and a bowl of white rice. It cost [-] cents a bag The pickled mustard, all alive.

How to save money how to eat.

Ming Qian walked into the community and was about to swipe his card to go upstairs when he suddenly heard the sound of something falling to the ground—very crisp, so clear that Ming Qian thought something was broken.

Glass?

He turned his head subconsciously, and just as his eyes fell on the ground behind him, he saw something under the card swiping desk at a glance.

Ming Qian walked over, squatted down and picked up the things.

A piece of jade?

Where did it fall from?And is the sound so crisp when the jade falls to the ground?Such a thin jade tablet was not broken?

Ming Qian was not in a hurry to go upstairs, but stood on the spot and observed the jade tablet. It had no holes and was pure white in color. Although it felt like jade, it didn't seem to be pure jade. The change of produces different colors of streamer.

There are engravings on both sides of the jade tablet, and Ming Qian can't tell the front and back, but one side is engraved as a fox with fine hair, but it is not soft and charming, but full of fierceness, and the narrow and long eyes are full of fierce light.

On the other side are symbols that Ming Qian can't understand, like characters, but they don't seem to be characters.

But which resident may have lost it.

Ming Qian took the jade card and went upstairs. He was too tired to go to the property management anymore. He should send it to the property management tomorrow when he went out to look for a job. He didn't have time to find the owner.

Taking the elevator up to the twelfth floor, Ming Qian took out the key to open the anti-theft door, without turning on the light, he just sat in the entrance and took off his shoes.

I have to pay the property fee again soon, and I have to pay this month's utilities, which is another expense. If I can't find a job recently, I will have to eat chaff again.

Ming Qian rubbed his temples with a headache, leaned against the cabinet, and began to dream of winning the lottery and getting rich overnight.

Just when Ming Qian "dreamed" that he had won the lottery and paid off the loan, a human voice suddenly came from the living room——

How to describe that sound?Like an iceberg that has lasted for a long time, it is deserted and cold, but it is very pleasant to hear, like gold and stone hitting each other, and you can imagine how handsome the person who makes the sound should be, how elegant the temperament is. .

It's just that the content is not very good:

"Still get out?!"

"Do you still want me to invite you?!"

Ming Qian was taken aback, he realized almost instantly that his home was invaded illegally!

Ming Qian was so shocked that he grabbed the baseball bat that was placed next to the entrance - this thing had never touched a ball when it was bought, and its only use was to put it in the entrance to the town house, and use it as a weapon when there was a chance.

"Who!" Ming Qian held a stick in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

At this time, the rubbish of the smart phone is coming. You can’t press the button without looking at the screen. It’s not as good as the button phone in the early years, and you can type with your eyes closed.

Ming Qian sternly shouted: "Let me tell you, you are breaking into a private house. If you go out now, I will not hold you accountable."

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

Sure enough, people walk back and drink cold water and their teeth get stuck.

Ming Qian held a baseball bat, looked through the glass partition, and landed on the man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Even though the lights in the room were not turned on, Ming Qian could clearly see the appearance of the man by the light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

Ming Qian was stunned——do all the robbers who break into the empty door now have to have such a high appearance and such a gaudy attire?

The man was sitting on the sofa. He had extremely long silver hair and straight ankles, reflecting the light outside the house, like a smooth satin, and like a waterfall pouring down.

He was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves and a narrow waist. The robe was embroidered with silver thread, which matched his long hair.

But the most shocking thing was that face and those silver eyes.

Ming Qian has never seen such a good-looking man, even the refined pictures of male stars can't compare.

Flying brows into the temples, narrow and long Danfeng eyes, a tall nose bridge and a thin lip, it is a pure oriental appearance, like a person who came out of a Danqing ink painting, with a cold and classical temperament.

When those eyes glanced at Ming Qian, Ming Qian felt his scalp tingle for no reason.

COSLPAY?

Ming Qian gripped the baseball bat tightly, and forced himself to be calm: "Are you going? I'm calling the police!"

But he didn't dare to lower his head to make a phone call, because he was afraid of being attacked if he lowered his head. What's more, he was a healthy man, and he was worthy of a fight.

The man turned his head, his good looks once again shocked Ming Qian.

"My name is You." The man seemed very dissatisfied with his attitude, and there was already anger in his eyes, "You are my bride, what are you doing with that stick at me?!"

Mingqian: "..."

It seems that this is not a thief, nor a robber, this is a psychopath.

In order not to irritate the other party, Ming Qian walked slowly towards the living room while saying with utmost tenderness: "Where did you come from? Can I take you back? Look carefully, I'm a man..."

The silver-haired man snorted coldly: "You accepted the dowry from the deity, and you are the deity's person. Although you have no breasts and no buttocks, you can force it."

The corner of Ming Qian's mouth twitched: "You broke into my house, I haven't said anything, yet you think I have no breasts and no butt?"

The silver-haired man snorted: "Forget it, no matter what you are, you are nothing more than a mortal. The Yuanming jade card in your hand is the dowry gift of the deity. Only the bride who is destined by the deity can see and hold it. Although you are a man, the deity can hold your nose. Just admit it."

Ming Qian felt that the other party had an acting personality, and maybe he was schizophrenic, and he didn't dare to provoke him. Although he was a healthy adult man, he felt that he couldn't fight a crazy person with a baseball bat.

After all, no matter in novels or movies or TV shows, blackened people always have [-]% fighting power.

He decided to continue acting with the man first, and then secretly called the police.

"This Mr. You..." Ming Qian smiled awkwardly.

The man frowned: "Mr. You, my name is You, but it's not my surname. When you and I get married, you will know my real name."

Ming Qian was screaming insanity in his heart, but he still pretended to ask: "I don't know Your Majesty..."

The man flicked his sleeves, and said awkwardly: "Although I am not very satisfied with you, but since you are already my fiancée, you don't need to be called me, I allow you to call me my husband."

Mingqian: "..."

Which mental hospital is not optimistic about the patients!

Ming Qian followed the other party's train of thought and said, "Fiancé, husband, isn't it good?"

The man thought for a while: "That's right, you can also call me Youjun."

Youjun faced Mingqian with that handsome and cold face, his silver eyes seemed to be able to see through the void of thousands of years, and he waited for him to look at Mingqian enough before saying: "Are you curious about the original body of this deity? "

After Ming Qian was amazed, he looked confused: No, I know that you were originally a psychopath, cosplay broke into someone's house in the middle of the night and asked a man to be your wife.

Just when Ming Qian was about to think of a way to call the police, there was a sudden white light on You Jun, which was extremely dazzling, like a flash bomb falling on the floor of his house, Ming Qian quickly covered his eyes with his hands, fearing that he would be blinded by the flash.

When the white light disappeared and Ming Qian opened his eyes again, the man sitting on the sofa had disappeared.

In its place was a behemoth.

To be precise, it was a fox with silvery-white fur. The fur shone brightly under the reflection of the light, and its nine hairy tails were gathered behind it.

It is huge in stature, but its figure is very elegant, a mixture of arrogance and violence.

Just like the statue on the jade tablet, you can't see the seductiveness of the fox, only the cruelty and cruelty.

It is almost two kinds of creatures with the vixen in the story.

Ming Qian was in a trance, and murmured to himself: "Am I hallucinating? Or am I dreaming?"

The mouth of the nine-tailed fox opened and closed, and the voice was the same as a human voice, but with a slight echo: "Mingqian, you are the wife destined by this deity. This deity is the last nine-tailed white fox in the world, and an immortal beast."

Ming Qian: "What? Isn't the nine-tailed fox a monster?"

Although You Jun looks like a fox now, Ming Qian can still see that he is out of breath: "Wang Faxiu is enlightened, three talents get what he wants, and a nine-tailed fox comes. I am an auspicious beast who comes out of peace, and a ferocious beast when he comes out of troubled times. You mortals have passed it down to this day to slander this deity as a monster, mortals are filthy and vile, born with one mouth, but can reverse yin and yang, and confuse good and evil!"

The beard of the nine-tailed fox trembled: "White fox, the king is benevolent and wise. This deity is not only the strongest nine-tailed fox in the world, but also the last nine-tailed white fox."

Ming Qian was confused, and finally concluded dryly: "Oh, you are a divine beast."

Mingqian put down his baseball bat as if he was sleepwalking, went to the kitchen, and filled the kettle with trembling hands. He felt that he was under too much pressure and had hallucinations. He planned to leave a letter to his friends while he was still sane, entrusting The lawyer sold the house and shop, and then sent himself to a mental hospital so that he would not have to pay back the loan.

Nine-tailed Fox thought that Ming Qian was dissatisfied, so he regained his human form, and glanced at Ming Qian very unhappy: "It's your admiration to marry this deity, and you're still throwing face at this deity!"

Ming Qian thought to himself, why do I have to fantasize about a male vixen when I become mentally ill?

You Jun has lived for tens of thousands of years, but he doesn't know exactly how old he has lived. He thinks that the human race should be the same as it was thousands of years ago, and they always like some vulgar things.

He gave you ghost jade tokens as betrothal gifts, but his fiancée didn't take it seriously, but this time when he came to the world, he brought a bunch of Lingbao, but there were no gold and silver vulgar things. There is suppression, and you cannot turn a stone into gold.

"Although there is a jade card for employment, this deity is not a stingy fox, just say what you want." Youjun raised his eyes and glanced at Mingqian.

Ming Qian looked at Youjun, and asked eagerly, "How do you prove that you are not imagined by me?"

Youjun snorted coldly: "This deity knows that if you humans feel that you are dreaming, you will slap yourself a hundred or eighty times, but this deity will not do anything to your fiancee, so you slap yourself. This deity will give you some supernatural powers so that you can be slapped." Hit eighty slaps."

Ming Qian: "...No need for that!"