Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

"Call Dad and I'll tell you the answer..."

roll.A hint of ghostly air permeated the air, Xin Zhu keenly smelled it, and his eyes froze immediately.

Almost subconsciously, he spat out a mouthful of fire.

Under the darkness of the night, the mist is graceful.

In the second bedroom on the third floor of a villa in the Emerald Valley community, puffs of green smoke mixed with fiery temperature suddenly gushed out from the window.

The green smoke curled up and quickly merged with the mist at night, adding a few wisps of mystery.

On the floor of the second bedroom, a mentally handicapped husband rushed to the street.

Being sprayed with magic fire from the front, Yan Youjiu's hair turned yellow, her face was scorched black, and her handsome image disappeared.

Xin Zhu was embarrassed, and swallowed the remaining flames with the tip of her tongue.

"died?"

The system sniffed Mr. Yan's breath in fear: "No, the world will collapse after death."

God didn't send thunder, so it can only be said that the darling of heaven is very resistant to beating.

Xin Zhu's mouthful of flame, let alone a normal person, would instantly melt an iron wall, Yan Youjiu is worthy of being the protagonist.

It is true to say that the spirit of the nether world is not vulgar.

The Nether Qi can barely resist the dominance and power of Shenzhu Shenhuo. If the Nether Qi condenses into extremely dark Nether Divine Water, it can extinguish the Scorching Sun Divine Fire.If the Nether old dragon in the previous life refined the divine water, the ending would be completely reversed.

The system breathed a sigh of relief: "Host, why did you burn Mr. Yan?"

Isn't it just asking a few math questions?

If you don't know it, you won't, no one will laugh at it, so don't be angry.

cough.Xin Zhu was slightly embarrassed.

The moment he felt the Nether Qi, he reflexively breathed out fire.

Mr. Yan fell into a coma and his image collapsed, Xin Zhu touched his nose, rarely embarrassed.

He carried a huge Mr. Yan on his shoulders and sent him back to the main bedroom on the third floor. He confirmed that Mr. Yan's breathing was stable and he was just falling asleep, so he was relieved.

System: "Aren't you going to wipe him? This black one looks like refined coal."

Xin Zhu's face was tense, and he raised his jaw.

"Who appeared next to someone else's bed for no reason? Who pretended to be crazy for no reason? Who was released and threatened for no reason?"

It was very kind of him not to directly burn it into crispy meat.

Dad?roll.

Tell him to serve?dream.

Xin Zhu glanced at the drowsy Yan Youjiu, feeling that he and the original owner, a mentally handicapped couple, are quite a good match.

The next morning, insects chirped and birds chirped.

It was foggy last night, and this morning the sky is gray, humid and hot, and the sky is covered with dark haze.

This dreary day infected the chaotic Yan Youjiu.

The bony fingers pinched the high bridge of the nose, revealing the darkened skin and scorched clothes.

Yan Youjiu frowned in confusion: "Huh?"

Mr. Yan looked sideways in puzzlement, and saw a black charcoal-like figure from the reflective metal.

Evenly black and disheveled, he looks like an African refugee.

Yan Youjiu: "..."

Last night, wearing stars and wearing moons, I rushed home, was too exhausted and fell asleep, and then what happened.

Slowly rubbing her chin to comb, Yan Youjiu twitched the corners of her mouth.

Probably the personality of the father who automatically goes online when he is tired is out of character. I don't know if the question is too embarrassing and he is regarded as a lunatic.

As soon as his sub-personality appeared, he would look for people who were pleasing to his eyes.

The questions will be exponentially more difficult.

The most important thing is that if he can't answer well, the father's personality will think that he is a good son.

When I went crazy in the past, eight out of ten good sons were old housekeepers.

The old housekeeper is so wronged.

Bowing his head and sniffing, Yan Youjiu helplessly supported his forehead, and confirmed in a hazy layer of burning smell that he suffered an innocent disaster.

Wash away all the lead and reveal the original appearance.

Yan Youjiu was well dressed, her engraved facial features looked like sculptures displayed in a museum, and her curved eyelashes trembled slightly.

With a stiff smile in the corner of his mouth, he walked down the stairs confidently and gracefully, until he saw the unfriendly scene downstairs.

Xin Zhu and a man eat chicken.

Strange wild man.

Under the warm sun in the morning, the picture of the two sharing food was covered with golden light.

The little mentally handicapped man bent his brows and eyes because of joy, and his pretty face was flushed with health, which was extraordinarily warm.

However, Yan Youjiu noticed that this layer of honey halo reveals strands of green light.

And the greenery is full of greenery, and it becomes more and more delicate and emerald.

Yan Youjiu narrowed her eyes, and moved towards her with a hat that seemed to be gradually forming.

"Xiaozhu, I'm back." The smile gradually increased, Yan Youjiu looked at Qinglong with a smile: "I don't know if this is..."

Um?Xin Zhu was surprised to find that there was no trace of ghostly spirit in him.

It seems that what I heard yesterday was nothingness, nothing happened.

Qinglong cupped his hands in a friendly manner: "I am a fan of Lord Xin, I am from Aoqing in Huaishui, and I volunteer to serve you."

Xin Zhu raised her eyebrows, proudly chewing on the fresh and tender roasted chicken drumsticks.

The taste is crisp and delicious, and Qinglong Express is worth the money.

The little mentally retarded man is proud of the wild man?

Suppressing the urge to pinch her forehead, Yan Youjiu smiled, her dark pupils covered her grassy green hair.

"Nice to meet, I am Xiaozhu's husband."

Qinglong was surprised, looked at him carefully, and gradually opened his eyes in disbelief.

Afterwards, he smoothed the corner of his clothes and carefully checked his head.

"My lord, hello." This is the strong coercion from the father.

As soon as he knocked to the ground, Qinglong, who is the head of the four elephants, didn't feel insulted at all, but was full of joy of finding his elders.

Qinglong is very envious, Yan Youjiu is at a loss.

Could it be that this is the stupid son that the father's sub-personality found yesterday?

I don't know what kind of knowledge baptism he received last night, which made such a gentle and jade-like man completely crazy.

The wild man turned into a silly son, Yan Youjiu was rarely stunned.

Qinglong is happy, his parents are both alive.

This man is probably crazy, Yan Youjiu turned his head, "Xiaozhu, I said to take you to play last time, have you figured out where to go?"

Xin Zhu raised her eyes, "I have a mountain?"

"Yes." Yan Youjiu's eyes flickered, and he paused strangely: "Xiaozhu wants to see?"

Xin Zhu said: "Yes."

Ding dong.

The old butler went to open the door.

Seeing the person coming, the old butler said pleasantly, "It's Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Shihai was also confused.

He knows this family, not only does he know it, but he is very familiar with it.

He and Mr. Yan met by chance a few years ago, and since then they have become friends who share secrets that cannot be revealed.

But he never thought that his younger brother's friend lived here, and according to what he knew about Yan Youjiu, there was no metaphysical talent in his family.

If so, would he still ask him for help from time to time?

But the younger brother looked happy, he didn't seem to be lying, maybe it was the ghost that the younger brother met.

After all, his friend's physique is still somewhat special.

Xiao Shan stepped into Yan's house step by step, looked left and right while walking, and found Xin Zhu with bulging cheeks, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Xin! Here I come!" Xiao Shan walked a few steps quickly with a smile on his face.

With a big bag in his left hand and a big gift box in his right, he swayed and approached: "Brother Xin, these are for you."

Xiao Shihai: "..."

My little bastard.

shame.

Yan Youjiu slowly squinted her eyes, and squinted at the Xiao brothers meaningfully.

Fingertips like white jade tapped his knees, his movements were graceful and unhurried, and he leaned on the sofa with great interest.

The seemingly clear black pupils are actually undercurrents.

"Long time no see, Youjiu." Xiao Shihai pretended to be calm, but he couldn't avoid the roaring and tsunami in his heart.

How could it be him? !

He had met Xin Zhu once, and in his impression she was Yan Youjiu's wife, a person with a defective IQ.

Back then, many people thought Yan Youjiu was worthless, or laughed at him for marrying a mentally retarded man.

The marriage of the two became the only black spot in Yan Youjiu's turbulent and magnificent life, and it is still being criticized and attacked even now.

Yan Youjiu had a half-smile, "It's been a long time, it's been a long time, Mr. Xiao can come, it's so radiant."

Two successful people exchange tentative pleasantries.

There is no friendliness when discussing superstition, full of bullets, swords and swords.

On the other side, Xiao Shan happily chatted.Thank you from all over the world, he slapped his forehead: "By the way, Brother Xin, my hometown has been not peaceful recently, and there are always villains at home. When you have time, go and have a look."

Xin Zhu raised her delicate eyebrows.

Xiao Shan babbled: "It's just a shady house, my eldest brother dreamed about his ancestors, saying that it's flooded and there's no peace..."

Speaking of the polite words of his ancestors, he became bald.

Yan Youjiu stopped chatting, smiled inscrutably, and glanced over lightly, eyes flickering.

That glance saw through Xiao Shihai, as if saying 'I consider you a friend, but you miss my wife', which is not kind.

Xiao Shihai felt bitter in his mouth, he couldn't argue with it.

He's so innocent, trust him.

Yan Youjiu lacked interest, with a look of disgust of "then your brother misses my wife, the Xiao family is not a good thing".

Xiao Shihai: "..." I'll give you the forgiveness hat.

He complained about Yan Youjiu in his heart, but Xiao Shihai was very cautious when facing Shen Zhu. Once this kind of person is enlightened, he can do what ordinary people can't.

No matter what the chance to obtain extraordinary abilities, it is a life-saving straw for the battered Xiao family.

The day before yesterday, because of his younger brother's narration, he found out the hidden spy. Although he made up for it, he still couldn't avoid the huge loss he had already caused.

And one wave after another, the company that still has cracks makes waves again.

Yesterday, the artist under his name was arrested for drug involvement, not only refused to be arrested, but also committed suicide by jumping off the building in the company.Before committing suicide, he stomped on the company and threatened that the company made him take drugs. Even if the rumors were controlled, people panicked, and the company's stock market almost fell to the limit.

The outside is under attack, and the inside is not calm. The board of directors is in a mess, and wolf ambitions are springing up like mushrooms.

Like a set of combos, the towering company building was riddled with holes.

The building will fall.

It is hard to say.

He even wondered if the blogger named 'Half Immortal' was a sensationalist, and it didn't go well.

Xin Zhu had seen Xiao Shihai covered by dark clouds earlier, and there was a capitalized 'back' on his face.

But Xiao Shan's face turned red because of the change of fate.

Xin Zhu didn't care at all. Her husband suspected that he wasn't the original, so he raised his chin: "Tell me about the black coal ball."

Black briquettes?

Several pairs of eyes looked over suspiciously.

Xin Zhu pointed to the chubby Xiao Shihai: "I am plagued by bad luck, like..."

The fox puppet said: "Like a stone in a latrine."

The voice of the Faceless Ghost was low, except for Xiao Shan who couldn't hear it, Yan Youjiu and Xiao Shihai couldn't say a word.

Xiao Shihai looked at the fox in astonishment: "This."

It just spoke up!

After discovering the strange object, Xiao Shihai had more confidence in Xin Zhu, and patiently told about the misfortune.

Mr. Yan has a sympathetic face, fans are fine.

"Leshan Yin Mansion? You can try it." Xin Zhu licked the tip of his teeth, eager to try.

Leshan is located in the southwest of Qingyun City. It is one of the two hills in the south of the city that Tang Wenzheng plans to develop as a resort.

It is also the place where the soil podella mother tree grows, next to Xinzhu's property - Quanshan.

Xin Zhu glanced at Yan Youjiu: "I've thought about the destination, let's go to Leshan."

Are you playing grave digging?

The smile on the corner of Yan Youjiu's mouth froze slightly, and she really wanted to take back the original words.

Xin Zhu added: "By the way, visit Spring Mountain."

Quanshan is a famous haunted area in Qingyun City and even in the province, Yan Youjiu's throat tightened, and she regretted it very much.

Digging graves is not enough, this mother may also play mud with ghosts.

Xin Zhu raised her eyebrows: "Don't you dare?"

Before Mr. Yan could reply, he said lightly, "Call me Dad."

Yan Youjiu's light and watery smile paused, and she quickly smiled, "Xiaozhu, I'll satisfy you tonight."

Last night's family ethics drama: the stupid son of a mentally handicapped father...

It's time to wrap up.

He felt a suffocating heat on his face in a trance, thinking of the scorched blackness in the morning.

"If you like Quanshan, go to Quanshan." Yan Youjiu coughed lightly, with a smile deep in her eyes: "Listen to Xiaozhu."

Looking condescendingly at the Xiao family brothers, Yan Youjiu said quietly: "I see you two are very good, and you are very interested. I think you will accompany them."

"Yes." Xin Zhu nodded.

The Xiao family brothers who were named were stunned: "..."

Wait a minute, what the hell? !

Caught off guard by being hit in the face by a shocking big black pot, and facing the approval of the master, the Xiao family brothers are in distress.

Mr. Yan, shall I hit you!

Did you hear that, knock you!

What is Quanshan, a famous haunted area, it is said that fierce ghosts haunt and monsters run rampant.

Every year, there are hundreds of people missing in Quanshan alone, and there are countless supernatural events.

Moreover, the probability of accidents has risen sharply in recent months. In the last month alone, there were a total of [-] accidents, large or small.

Sorry to bother you.

Xiao Shihai backed down, but he didn't dare to offend an expert.

"Relax." Xin Zhu found it interesting, and patted the pale Xiao Shan, as if he had patted a dog's head.

Xiao Shan's teeth were chattering, and he clenched his cheeks so he didn't make a fool of himself: "Are you all right? Quanshan is very dangerous recently."

The corner of Xin Zhu's mouth seemed to twitch, "I am the master of my territory."

Quanshan is in his name, the best place to be illegally occupied.

The system listened to the wind: "Host, aren't you going to survive the death calamity, and you happen to be short of manpower."

It makes sense, Xin Zhu nodded.

After finalizing the meeting at Leshan Yingfeng Station at 08:30 the next day, they dispersed.

After the reluctant Xiao Shan was taken away by his elder brother, the atmosphere in the villa was unprecedentedly stagnant, and even his breathing revealed the factor of embarrassment.

Xin Zhu glanced up and down, looking at Mr. Yan thoughtfully.

Yan Youjiu pursed her lips and smiled.

It never occurred to him that after a few days of seeing each other, the little mentally handicapped even got offended by the stingy second child of the Xiao family gangster.

A flamboyant little devil.

The seemingly affectionate eyes met each other, but in fact, they were clanging with swords, guns and sticks.

It's like performing a full martial arts.

Qinglong is a dutiful son who wants to ease the cold war between his parents.

He inadvertently diverted their attention: "My lord, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Xin Zhu suddenly turned her head, and gave her mentally handicapped husband a cruel back of the head.

He spat out his phone with a "poof", and quickly clicked on the app of So Hungry: "This, this, this, and..."

Qinglong wrote down one by one, calculated the journey and prepared to set off.

"Wait a moment." Shen Zhu lowered her head, and seriously scrolled through the WeChat mutual aid group: "I'll grab a red envelope."

For a few seconds, boss Xin shook his phone tremblingly: "Hey, I got a big amount."

"Great kindness." Qinglong smiled and complimented, and asked curiously, "How much did you steal?"

Xin Zhu skillfully took a screenshot, and it was ￥10.00 in gold letters on a red background, which was unique in a row of red envelopes of one or two yuan.

The amount is quite a lot.

It was clearly three people talking, but the marginalized Yan Youjiu should not have a name.

Mr. Yan's forehead was faintly green.

"Let Bao Er take you there." Mr. Yan sees the needle.

Ao Qing bowed respectfully, waved her hands and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, I can do it alone."

He came back 10 minutes later, with food delivery all over Qingyun City.

Qinglong Express, well-deserved reputation.

Yan Youjiu was stunned, and narrowed her eyes meaningfully.

But an even more shocking picture appeared, the red lips of the little magic barrier, and the takeaway was swallowed.

Plastic bags were not spared either.

Pupils shrank, Yan Youjiu's throat tightened, and she breathed out foul air silently.

My daughter-in-law is really fucking bewitched.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Xin Zhu was still drawing krypton gold cards when he suddenly received a call from Xiao Shan.

"That..." Xiao Shan faltered, embarrassed and anxious.

In the end, Xiao Shihai took the phone and apologized to explain.

Xin Zhu lay cross-legged on the bed, and asked with great interest: "Anyone want to challenge?"

"I'm really sorry, I didn't think carefully about everything." Xiao Shihai's voice was hoarse, and he struggled to squeeze out words from between his teeth.

He was worried that he would offend an expert, and he found it even more difficult to speak up.

Unexpectedly, the second uncle not only quarreled with the board of directors and tried to usurp power when the company was in crisis, but also coveted the matter of moving the private house. He also threatened to invite a highly respected Taoist priest, and the other party arrogantly proposed a competition, demanding that those who can live in it, whoever does it will move House.

It is his father's responsibility and obligation to guard the yin house, which also confirms the orthodox status of the Xiao family.

After Xiao's father died, the matter fell to the eldest son Xiao Shihai.

Xiao Shihai is duty-bound, but the ambitious second uncle is not reconciled to becoming a member of the Xiao family after many years.

He sternly refused, but the second uncle threatened him with company shares.

Xiao Shihai really had no choice but to bite the bullet and find Xin Zhu. He knew that it was difficult for a strong man, and he did not respect an expert.

Even if the expert disagrees, he can understand and send a hard fee to avoid the evil.

"I don't want to embarrass Mr. Xin, so..."

"Yes." Xin Zhu licked the tip of his teeth, very interested, it has been too long since no one dared to challenge him, and he forgot.

Ever since he fought with the old dragon, he has been deified.

Xiao Shihai, who bit his cheek and tasted the rust, was stunned, and quickly thanked him.

"Hey, not bad." Modern people finally have someone who can fight.

So, modern than what?

It must not be the one that overwhelms mountains and seas, Xinzhu's brain circuit keeps pace with the times: Is that Xiaoxiaole points?