What about the good-for-nothing little celestial master?

At 2 o'clock in the morning, Yicheng.

In the dead of night, the streets and alleys were buried in the dark night, Xu Feng squatted in the corner of the street and alley, puffing out his mouth until the last gleam of fire was extinguished.

He was a little distressed, and he put the cigarette butt aside casually, and it could be seen from the pile of cigarette butts on the ground how troubled he was.

After a pack of cigarettes was exhausted, the incense shop not far away was still brightly lit.

He has been staring at this store for a long time. The owner is a handsome young man in his 20s. He has no girlfriend, no parents, and lives alone. Moreover, this place used to be a haunted house where people died, and there are no people around here. Such a place Best for him to start with.

But doesn't this kid even go to bed? He looked at his phone, and he didn't go to bed until after 2 o'clock, and it should be light in the evening.

He tightened the knife in his hand, made up his mind, and suddenly got up from the corner and rushed towards the closed shop door.

A gust of wind could not help but bring a little coolness.

Jingle.

The moment the door was pushed open vigorously, the bell hanging on the door made a pleasant sound.

He stared at the people inside and let out a fierce cry.

"Robbery."

After the words fell, there was a bit of embarrassment in the air, no one paid attention to him, including the big yellow cat sleeping soundly on the chair.

He rubbed his eyes, reconfirmed that there was someone here right.

A young man was sitting in front of the counter in the door. The man was sitting sideways, with a head of neat broken hair on his forehead, and a pair of long and straight legs on the chair next to him. His face could not be seen. A side face is amazingly good-looking, if he hadn't been staring at him for a long time, he would probably have wondered which movie star was filming a drama here.

He has been following him for the past few days, this man claims to be a celestial master, he sells spells, incense and everything, but he has found out clearly that this is a fake celestial master, now he is even less afraid.

At this time, he was speaking beautiful words, and it seemed that he was not disturbed by him.

"Go on, go on, hit him, hit him, I'll go, idiot, left, left, can you play, kill him to death."

The man felt that he had been insulted instantly. He strode over and slapped the knife in his hand on the counter.

The voice seemed to be roaring from the deepest part of the throat.

"Robbery, robbery, do you hear me?"

The young man finally raised his head slowly from the phone, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were raised up, and he looked at him motionlessly, feeling a little guilty looking at him.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? What do you want to buy?"

Xu Feng sent the knife in his hand to his neck. The knife was only one finger away from his neck. If he got closer, the sharp knife would cut his fair skin. He was looking forward to it The way he was scared to cry.

"For robbing, you have only two choices. First, give me the money obediently. You are fine. Second, I will kill you and I will take the money. You choose."

There was another silence in the air. The young man didn't seem to understand what he meant, but he still looked at him with those beautiful eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He swallowed hard as his throat rolled up and down, "You should give me some reaction."

Before the boy could respond, there was the sound of the end of the game.

"gameover."

The teenager finally reacted, and quickly picked up the phone to look at it. The game screen had already shown the game ending screen.

He yelled in annoyance.

"Ah, I'm dead."

Xu Feng has robbed many people, this is not the first time, but it is the first time he is so flustered, the plot is wrong.

He didn't intend to hurt anyone, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Can you have the attitude of being robbed?"

Obviously still immersed in the grief of losing the game, the boy bent down and took out a small black bag from the cabinet beside him and threw it in front of the counter.

"Isn't it just robbery? I have no intention of resisting, so I'll give it to you."

Xu Feng was stunned, whether it was cooperation or cooperation.

He touched the bag he threw over with trembling hands, and roughly weighed it up and down. It was quite heavy, and it should have a lot of money. Just as he was about to open the bag to have a look, the boy spoke again.

He seemed to be muttering to the air.

"I lost, but didn't I encounter robbery, and I have no choice but to."

Xu Feng was terrified for a moment, he was opposite him, and there was no one at the place where he was talking.

His voice trembled involuntarily, "Who are you talking to?"

The boy looked at him innocently.

"Ah, yes, no, you heard wrong."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and continued, "This is not my repentance, I did not repent, right, uncle, I was forced."

Xu Feng looked at this young man who was smiling and questioning him, and then thought of this as a famous haunted house.

When I turned my head, all I could see were paper figurines, Ming coins, candles, ingots, my scalp was numb at that moment, and my hair was about to stand on end. Then I looked at the young man with crooked eyebrows, and his smile became more and more horrific. Panic.

His legs were shaking like a dice, he yelled, grabbed the bag and ran away.

"Ah, ah, ah, ghost."

Tang Lingcha raised her lips slightly, looked at the back of the man fleeing, and shouted.

"Uncle, I gave you the wrong one, that bag is Mingbi."

Suddenly, a child's slightly angry voice came from the other side.

"Hey, my money, you did it on purpose."

Tang Lingcha looked at where the sound came from. It turned out that there had been a half-grown child sitting on the ground beside him, but ordinary people couldn't see it. His face was already black and black, but when he looked at Tang Lingcha angrily, his face became even darker now. .

Tang Lingcha waved his hands helplessly, "If you want it, go get it yourself."

The boy could only stare at him, there was no way he could beat him.

Since he woke up a few days ago, he knew that this person had changed, and he was no longer the boy who would be scared to cry by him at every turn.

"you are vicious."

After speaking, the smoke floated out.

Indeed, Tang Lingcha's shell had already become someone else.

This person has the same name and surname as him, but this talent is not a bit worse.

He is the top boss of the Taoist sect, an existence that everyone looks up to and cannot reach. Originally, he was just guarding the evil god in the Realm of Ten Thousand Bones, but he did not expect to come here when he woke up, and it is unknown where the soul of the original owner went.

The soul of a person who died normally can stay in the world for 7 days, and will return to the underworld after 7 days, and he didn't see the real Tang Lingcha when he just woke up.

But fortunately, there is still a ghost that has stayed here for more than ten years. Through this, he also learned about the general life of this person.

At the beginning, he tried to see if he could return to his original body, but it turned out that someone had tampered with it, and he couldn't go back.

But he likes stimulation the most, and the more stimulation he likes, the more he likes it. He has also checked the Realm of Ten Thousand Bones and there is nothing abnormal, which shows that the evil god still stays there obediently, and he doesn't have to rush back.

The shop was finally quiet. He touched his empty stomach and glanced at the time on the wall.

The pointer shows 2:44.

"Yeah, it's so late, order a takeaway."

He got up and picked up the cat, rubbed it twice, clicked on the app to place an order, and then continued to play games.

Time passed unknowingly, and Tang Lingcha didn't realize that an hour had passed unknowingly until his stomach growled.

He opened the app and looked at the takeaway that had been stuck in place, feeling a little annoyed.

"What do you mean, let people not eat, bully good people, good people also have a temper."

I picked up my phone and started to write. The bad reviews were written to a small composition level, and then I sat down and thought about it.

It's not easy these days.

He looked for a phone, and just as he was about to call, he heard the sound of a motorcycle outside.

The door opened, but the string of wind chimes hanging on the door did not ring.

The takeaway brother hurried over, his face was pale, and he looked like a boy about his age.

He saw Tang Lingcha kept bending over to apologize, his appearance was extremely humble, and he was afraid that he would give him a bad review.

"Sir, sorry, this is your takeaway."

Tang Lingcha stared blankly at him for a moment, and instead of picking it up, got up and asked.

"It's okay, I'm in no hurry, thank you."

Seeing that he didn't blame him, the takeaway boy looked a little better.

He put the takeaway in his hand in front of the counter, "I'll put it here for you, sorry, some things have been delayed."

Tang Lingcha nodded, looked at the takeaways on the counter, and asked casually.

"Seeing that you are about my age, are you married?"

"Married, there is a girl, more than three years old."

Mentioning his girl, the delivery guy brought a smile on his face at this time, "Then take it easy, I'm going back, this is the last order for you, my daughter won't go to bed today and is still begging me go back."

After speaking, he turned and went out.

At this time, the bell rang inside the door, and he passed the delivery boy who came in from outside.

This guy was much older than the guy just now, and he apologized to Tang Lingcha while wiping his sweat after he came in.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

Tang Lingcha took the takeaway in his hand, "It's okay, the one just now."

The takeaway boy looked behind him, there was nothing there, and scratched his head strangely.

"Ah, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, just be safe on the road."

He seemed to remember something, his eyes were red, and he bowed slightly.

"Well, thank you."

Tang Lingcha turned to look at the takeaway on the table, but it had already disappeared.

On the second day, a message released by the police quickly became a trending search.

[A robber went to rob the incense shop, but what he got was Ming coins. 】

In this era of advanced Internet, everyone is a surfer, let alone such an interesting thing, there are tens of thousands of low-level comments every minute.

"Haha, it's so funny. Is this elder brother imitating those who stole the mobile phone model?"

"I've heard of robbing banks, gold stores, and mobile phone stores, but I haven't heard of robbing incense stores. Are you planning to burn some money for yourself in advance?"

"By the way, aren't you curious why he surrendered himself? Usually, in such a situation, he wouldn't go back to the boss angrily and surrender himself. It seems that his behavior is a bit strange."

"Mysterious and mysterious, there are always a few things that cannot be explained."

"Facts have proved that they are the most annoying people. Be careful to draw a circle and curse you every minute."

"Does anyone know which incense shop it is?"

"I, I know, it's at No. [-] Jinyuan Street."

"Jinyuan Street sounds familiar."

"Can you be unfamiliar? You forgot the case that caused a sensation in the whole country more than ten years ago."

"Oh, is it the one whose family of 7 were killed? There are still people living there."

"The store manager dares to rent a haunted house."

"What's the matter? People run incense shops. As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts."

"Suddenly I want to know what the store manager looks like."

"In this information age, human flesh, uh, bah, it's not easy to find someone."

"I, I have photos. I passed by there by chance during the Qingming Festival this year and went in to buy some ingots, Mingqian or something. Then I saw the store manager. He is super handsome. I even secretly took photos."

The photo is of Tang Lingcha playing with his mobile phone in front of the counter.

Tang Lingcha's eyes widened involuntarily, and he opened it to look. It was really him, to be exact, it should be the real Tang Lingcha.

"I'm going, when did you take the sneak shot, these little girls are really omnipotent, don't do this, I don't want to be an internet celebrity."

Ding jingle bells, the wind chime rings, and a visitor arrives.

His eyes were fixed on the screen, and his ears heard the sound of light footsteps, and then stopped in front of him.

Not long after, a pair of white hands tapped on his table.

"boss."

Tang Lingcha didn't even raise her head, and continued to gossip.

"See what you want to buy."

The man Fangfo smiled lightly.

"Anything is fine?"

Tang Lingcha didn't think much, and blurted out.

"Yes, except for the cat, the cat is mine, everything else is fine, paper figurines, ingots, candles, Mingqian..."

"Then, can I buy the boss?"

Tang Lingcha suspected that he heard it wrong, "What?"

This person is not here to find fault.

He frowned and slowly raised his head, a tall man stood there against the light.

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Pre-acquisition: After being dressed as the real young master, he mistakenly flirted with the paranoid boss

Yuyanjia has transmigrated into the book, and he has transmigrated into the real young master in the bloody novel of a wealthy family.

The real young master in the book is an [-]th-tier young actor who has been struggling in the entertainment circle. He accidentally learned that he was the real young master who was embraced by a wealthy family. Once he flew to the branch, he thought he could finally live a good life , I didn't expect to be framed by the fake young master, and the next day the gossip was all over the sky. Now the wealthy family didn't dare to admit it for their own face, and then the real young master was forced to commit suicide by the Internet violence.

When he came across, he was standing on the top of the balcony, ready to jump off.

"Jump off the building, think too much."

He sat on the edge of the roof, watched the comments scolding him to die, and calmly put away his phone.

"Black and red are also red. I am very familiar with the entertainment industry."

He will not leave behind anything that is due to him, including the person who should have been his fiancé.

He looked at the photo of the two people with picturesque smiles, and he had a calculation in his mind. He didn't believe that with his beautiful face and superb acting skills, he couldn't seduce a man.

Soon after.

In the entertainment industry, he became a well-deserved top performer, his parents scrambled to recognize him, and the reputation of the fake young master was ruined.

Only this marriage partner that he snatched away, he can't get rid of it.

Big breakup scene.

Yuyanjia, "I don't want to pretend anymore, let's break up, Rao Chenyu, I never loved you."

The man opposite sneered and took out a business card from his clothes with a sullen look on his face.

"Really, that's just right, I don't want to pretend anymore, do you know how to read, see what's written on it?"

Yuyanjia looked up and saw three large characters written on the business card, "Rao Tingyu."

In the original book, the ruthless, ruthless and ruthless leader of the top wealthy family, the character who only exists in legends, the twin brother of his marriage partner.

He wanted to run immediately, "Sorry to bother you."

The man behind him grabbed his waist, "I want to leave after using it. Is it too good to think about it? Now it's time to settle the matter between us."