Don't force me to quit the group!

He Wei felt that he was going to be dazed.

When he was rescued from the bottom of the well by the police that day, he accidentally found a piece of red tassel beside the well, so he secretly put it away.

In the past few days, he has repeatedly kneaded and played with this tassel at an average frequency of 70 times a day. Today, his arm is completely healed, and the frequency is even worse.

The short tassels are almost covered with oil.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomys. this swordtaoirsawedu.com.au

He Wei lay on the bed kicking his legs and rolling over and over again saying these words. He really wanted to know who the celestial master who saved him from the fire and water was.He even thought about taking this Jiansui to a forensic appraisal, but after looking at his four-figure savings, he could only give up resentfully.

When he closed his eyes, he saw the shadowy figure reflected on the mouth of the well that day.Especially the celestial master who uses the sword, not to mention the heroic figure, his figure is extremely agile, as if every move is full of immortality.

"Just looking at the shadow is so pretty, woo woo woo, what will the real person look like..."

Jingle Bell……

The phone rang suddenly, and He Wei saw that Chang Long was written on the caller ID, so he put down Jiansui and picked it up.

"How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay, okay, is there any progress in my joining the regiment?" He Wei quickly switched to serious mode.

Chang Long smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I haven't contacted you recently because something happened suddenly in the group."

"Ah? What's the matter? Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, it's just some official business." Chang Long paused, and his tone rose instantly, "But in the spirit of 996 is the greatest blessing, I have already prepared the contract and sent it to you! As long as you After signing, you will be our lead singer!

"Aww! Good!!" He Wei jumped up suddenly.

If you don't dislocate, you don't know how expensive it is to see a doctor!federal Society!After signing the contract, someone will pay five social insurances and one housing fund for him! !

"Of course, I'll send you a song score and a choreography demo video later. You have to learn it. We will shoot an MV in five days, and then we will officially announce our debut."

"Oh, good!" He Wei nodded quickly, still a little nervous.

Chang Long obviously guessed He Wei's reaction, and comforted him: "You don't need to be nervous, as long as you are yourself, you will be great, I am optimistic about you! Sing well, and I will take care of the rest of the package business!"

"it is good!"

"That's it for now, I'll tell you the exact location of the shooting later, oh, yes, after the official announcement, in order to facilitate activities and management, you have to move to the villa to live with us, so you also You can prepare for the move~”

After hanging up the phone, He Wei jumped up from the bed with a "thump".

He wants to practice singing!He is going to debut!He wants to make money!

Then save a sum of money to rent it to Jiansui for a judicial appraisal, to see who left it (not)...

He clicked on the demo of singing and dancing, and found that this song was still the electronic Chinese style that he had heard performed by the Fa Cai Boys Group before, and Chang Long seemed to know that he was not very good at dancing, so the dancing was basically a combination of simple movements. It's not that hard either.Obviously wanting him to focus more on singing.

Although this song has very ear-catching and brainwashing passages, the overall arrangement is very complicated, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent.So He Wei immediately got into the mood, and practiced while looking at the score.

After sight-singing a few times, it's almost smooth.

"Oh, I didn't notice, you can sing pretty well." Walnut walked in on tiptoe without knowing when.

"Ah, you're awake!" He Wei smiled apologetically, "Did I disturb you?"

After living together for three days, He Wei realized that ghosts also need to sleep.It's just that, this place to sleep...

Walnut was sleepy-eyed, and threw the sandalwood box to He Wei's side, "The sound insulation of this thing is too bad, hurry up and change it for me."

"Okay." He Wei was like this, no matter what he was doing, he was very focused, and he couldn't remember how long the time had passed.He saw that there was nothing wrong with the walnuts, so he began to concentrate on revising the score again, always feeling that there was still room for slight revisions in it to make the song more brilliant.

Finally, after more than an hour, He Wei stretched contentedly, only to realize that Walnut had been looking at him.

"Have you learned this before?" Walnut changed into a very beautiful little floral skirt and asked curiously looking at He Wei.

He Wei shook his head: "It's not serious. I practiced with a professional mourner in my hometown. She is a good friend of my grandfather. She doesn't care if I ask for money, and no one cares about me in the village. Just sing and howl."

"Tsk tsk," the little girl looked He Wei up and down, "Then you are really talented, practice hard, I have talked to many singers before, and they don't sound as good as yours in private."

"No, no, there is still a long way to go before being a superstar." He Wei said modestly.

Walnut rolled her eyes secretly, "Oh yes, I just went to the hospital to see Tan Song."

"Oh? How is he?"

"He's awake, he's playing with his mobile phone. It's nothing wrong. He just twisted his foot a little bit. He thinks the nurse is pretty and he doesn't want to leave the hospital. He may have to stay for another week."

He Wei nodded: "That's fine."

"No, it's been so many days, why don't you go and see him? Aren't you very close?"

"If there's anything to see, just know that he's not going to die anyway. And I'm clearly in touch, so I gave him a thumbs up in Moments!"

"Strange..." The little girl curled her lips, "I really don't understand the relationship between you humans."

He Wei smiled heartily: "Hey, it's like this among buddies."

"How come I don't see it like this in the drama?"

"What drama do you watch?"

"What about "My Brother and Lover", "The Upper Bunk Will Always Dote on Me", "Bamboo Horse Alpha He's Too Handsome"..."

"You have to stop, you are such a mess, don't watch this kind of Jack Su!"

"Jake Su? I think people say it's brotherhood."

He Wei: "..."

The little female ghost is still too naive.

Walnut was really puzzled: "Besides, is there any difference between love and brotherhood?"

"Of course, there is a big difference."

"What is it? I want to know." Walnut immediately took out his notebook, "Learning human emotions is also a very important step in cultivating ghosts and immortals."

"Just...you only want to be each other's father when you get along with your brother, but you should always want to stick together with the person you like?"

He Wei said that he was ignorant, he had never been in a relationship before, so he knew nothing.

"Want to stick together all the time? Just like you stick to that sword spike?"

He Wei blushed instantly, "It's not that I don't have it! Don't talk nonsense about children!"

"cut!"

"Oh, by the way, just now the manager called and said that I will move there in a few days. Do you mind if there are a few players there?" He Wei asked, changing the subject.

Walnut thought for a while and said, "The ghost book may need an extremely luxurious urn. This way I can sleep in it during the day."

He Weiben also wanted to go back to his hometown to see his grandfather before joining the men's team, to ask all these gods and ghosts clearly, and to reassure his old man by the way.And his grandfather likes antiques and things like that, the place that sells antiques and the place that sells funeral supplies are not separated from each other, He Wei happened to buy them all in one visit, so he readily agreed.

"Let's go then, just to show you this girl's ability." Walnut changed into another skirt in an instant, pulled He Wei and walked out the door.

The East Fourth Ring Road has the largest antique market in Beijing, and there is a funeral supplies street next to it.

Apart from singing and shabu-shabu, He Wei's biggest hobby is to come here.He has been fascinated by his grandfather since he was a child, and he always thinks these things are quite fun.But he never bought them, since he didn't have much money after all.

It was almost evening when He Wei arrived, and it was the time when there were the most people here, and they all came here for a walk after work or after dinner.

He Wei is also considered a regular customer, so he is no different from those new customers who are full of curiosity about everything at the first glance. He always looks everywhere, just pretending to stroll around casually.

"Little brother, do you want to come and have a look at my place? I have a lot of new babies here." A stall owner greeted me by the side of the road.

He Wei took a glance, only to think that the stall owner looked slick, so he strode away.

The aura is not in harmony, that's what they are talking about.Some people, as long as you feel uncomfortable, you will not deal with him, let alone buy things from him-and this can often avoid some disasters in the dark.

This kind of inexplicable law similar to the human self-protection mechanism is especially important in the antique market. After all, antiques have been tainted with popularity for hundreds or even thousands of years, so what may have happened.

"Pack it up and sell it! Pack it up and sell it! I'm leaving tomorrow! One piece is 50, three pieces are 100. Pick whatever you want..."

He Wei saw that there was a stall owner not far away who looked anxious. Although he was shouting slogans in a routine way, he didn't seem to be lying, so he walked over with strides.

The ground is full of dregs, bracelets, copper coins, oil lamps, candlesticks and other small things. It is true that they are not very valuable, but there are still many people around to pick and choose.

He Wei looked at it with great interest, and only thought that the copper dice placed inside was quite interesting, but the rule in the antique world is that if you are not sure what to buy, you can't touch it.

"Handsome guy, it's okay! You pass it by." The stall owner greeted.

In their line of business, observing words and demeanor is a basic skill, and he can gather a bunch of people for such a small stall, partly because it is really not expensive and everyone wants to pick up the leak, and partly because the stall owner is quite good at greeting.

He Wei nodded, and was about to pick up the dice to have a look, when he heard "Don't touch it!"

Walnut didn't know when he suddenly appeared beside him, and no one around him responded, obviously only he could see it.

The stall owner saw that He Wei tilted his head suddenly, and then stopped his hands in the air. He felt strange, and persuaded: "You can just get started, it's okay if you don't buy it."

Seeing this, Walnut lightly patted He Wei's forehead with his hand.He Wei shivered for a moment, and opened his eyes again, only to see that the dice was emitting a trace of black air.

"Did you see it? How much resentment is stained on this thing!"

"Resentment?" He Wei was taken aback, "How can there be resentment?"

He Wei forgot that he was talking to a ghost for a moment, and said this sentence, but the people around stopped their hands after hearing it.

The stall owner changed his face in an instant: "What are you talking about? There is no resentment. They are all good things."

But He Wei blinked before seeing something even more outrageous. Among the things bought at this stall, eight out of ten items were tainted with black air, and the dice that he liked had the heaviest black air.

Walnut said with a look of disdain: "These things must have just been stolen from the tomb, otherwise we can't have such a big resentment."

He Wei thought for a while and asked, "Where do you get all these things from?"

The stall owner curled his lips, "It was all left to me by my ancestors, and I only sold it when I was short of money. Do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, get out, don't affect my business!"

He Wei wasn't annoyed, and asked with all his might, "Who still dares to rob graves?"

The stall owner's greasy expression froze instantly on his face.

He Wei analyzed in a loud voice: "These things should be gold and raw water. It's so humid today, but there's no moisture on yours. It's obviously restrained. What restrains water? Tu restrains water. The ones stolen from the tomb are so rustic."

In the past two days, besides Pan Jiansui, he also read a lot of articles sent by his grandfather, and only remembered to practice after Walnut reminded him.

After analyzing it, a group of spectators gradually gathered around.

Seeing the crowd, the stall owner became impatient: "What do you know, you're just talking nonsense here, it's a mess, it's not scientific at all!"

He Wei stretched out his hand and brushed over those objects, keenly feeling a trace of heat, "You stole all these things from the south? The south of the capital? It should be a small tomb."

The stall owner was taken aback.

His senses were also sharpened a lot, and the hot air kept drifting southward with trembling bursts, obviously wanting to "go back".

Walnut also added in He Wei's ear at the right time: "Just now I asked the old devil behind me that this thing belonged to a merchant from the Qing Dynasty, and that person was not very famous. It was a small tomb, so there was no news about it being stolen. No one has tracked him down. But if you look at his body, the hands and the kidneys in the main water area are already black, obviously affected."

The businessman's things were mostly water for making money, but now they turned into resentment, and the black energy naturally flowed along the stall owner's kidney meridian.

He Wei repeated Walnut's original words, and saw that the light in the man's eyes disappeared instantly, and asked in a trembling voice, "How...how did you know?"

His kidney had just been diagnosed with something wrong, and he planned to go back to his hometown for treatment...

The people around exploded in an instant:

"It's just something I bought from you. How can I know it's so unlucky, so hurry up and refund the money!"

"Thanks to this young man, otherwise we would all be kept in the dark!"

"I've been buying antiques for ten years, and I haven't seen this young man correctly. It's a waste of time to visit Pan Dajiayuan!"

"Hey. I just thought the young man was good-looking, but I didn't expect him to have real skills."

"..."

The stall owner hurried out, his disdainful expression turned into reverence in an instant, and he asked tremblingly, "Master Da Da Da...then how can I dispel this resentment..."

He Wei said righteously: "Of course I surrendered myself and handed it over to the country!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away," the stall owner didn't dare to vent his anger, "Then will my illness be cured..."

Walnut said concisely: "You can cure."

He Wei nodded, and took the businessman's hand, and saw a golden light flashing instantly where he touched it, and He Wei could feel the aura in his body surging towards the man.

Soon, the man fell to his knees with a plop, tears streaming down his face, "It's amazing, my hands really don't hurt anymore..."

The crowd of onlookers immediately exclaimed, taking photos and videotaping, lamenting that they did not come in vain today.

So they went to He Wei one by one, asking him to take a look for them.

He Wei couldn't refuse, so with the help of Walnut Ghost Eye, he picked up a few black people and cured them.

As the sun sets, the golden light outlines the outline of He Wei, accompanied by the light yellow light on his hands from time to time, like a saint who can save all sentient beings...

Not far away, a hurried man witnessed this scene and immediately made a call——

"Director Yang! I may have found the guest we need for our show!!"