Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

The boy finally chose to stay, and learned that he could still pretend to be a human being in the world, even if he was willing to use other identities.

He was brought up by his parents, and it was not easy for his parents. Even if he had a slightly special sexual orientation, he still had to support the elderly. He couldn't worry about his aging parents.

The boy's name is Shi Ganming, 1.8 meters tall, and a junior student in the Computer Department of Qingyun University.

He looks like a tiger and prefers delicate boys.

The boy rubbed his hands together and said nervously, "Then, how much merit do I need to go home and have a look?"

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and if he hadn't confessed in public, it would be impossible to tell that he likes men just from his rough appearance like a straight man.

Unlike peeping idols from the screen, the closer he gets, the more he feels ashamed.

Especially now, he doesn't even have a human form anymore.

The corners of Xin Zhu's mouth curled up, "Anytime."

Shi Ganming let out an "ah", as if he had never thought about this answer, and was hit on the head with a heavy hammer for a while, still a little dazed.

After thinking about it, he was suddenly enlightened and his mind was clear. He suddenly jumped up and smashed directly into the ceiling.

"I, I can...um..."

This was an unexpected disaster, but Shi Ganming didn't care at all. He struggled a few times and was pulled down like a carrot by No. 931, who couldn't see past him, and slapped the seat opposite him: "You are here Sit down and don't get excited."

Just like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, Shi Qianming said "oh oh" twice, and sat down obediently.

As a ghost, he is also a novice.

Unexpectedly, when I got excited, my body was like a bulging hydrogen balloon, and it could still rise from the ground and soar into the sky.

He calmed down and thanked No. 931: "Thank you sir, I'm fine now."

This is the third time that No. 931 has saved his dog's life, and he is almost becoming his fanboy.

"Don't worry about it, it's all small things."

The two quickly had a conversation like a "primary school student's rehearsal", and Shi Ganming couldn't hold back his excitement: "President Xin, I, can I really do it?"

Xin Zhu nodded, and said to No. 931: "You can take him home later, and sign the contract before going."

If you sign a contract with Daquanshan, you are a contract worker, and you are not a ghost if you have roots.

Even if you're out for a walk, it's okay to meet a bad luck by accident.

Shi Ganming responded with "ahhh", he was restless, his eyes were wandering, his buttocks seemed to have nails, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the ground from time to time.The small eyes are full of longing and apprehension looking towards the direction of the home outside the window, where there are his close relatives and memories of his life.

Xin Zhu saw that he was absent-minded, and knew that he was eager to return, so he waved to No. 931: "Go."

No. 931 readily agreed, and led the new ghost who was out of his mind to find Xiezhi.

Now Haechi sometimes plays a guest role in the personnel department.

No. 931 said: "If you still have enough time today, you have to go to the underworld."

Hell?

Shi Ganming's hairs stood on end, his eyes straightened, and his scalp exploded: "What, why? Why should I go to the underworld, can't I?"

No. 931: "Use your work certificate to apply for an ID card. After all, you are no longer an official Yanhuang citizen."

"Oh."

Holding the freshly baked work certificate stamped with black and red stamps, Shi Ganming felt a bit sour. He is not a person after all.

Seeing number 931 a lot, he patted him on the shoulder without saying a word, and thoughtfully gave him a short quiet time to think about the future ghost life.

Shi Ganming contemplated for a moment, then sniffed: "I feel better, bro, let's go."

He thought well, but he didn't go well, and he went to heaven again.

number 931:"…………"

After easily catching up with his arms, No. 931 rushed towards a certain direction with a freshly baked kid wrapped in a gust of gloomy wind.

Being picked up by the waist, top-heavy, Shi Ganming felt a little uncomfortable, and adjusted his posture carefully.

A few minutes later, Shi Ganming followed his senior and boarded Da Bird's ride in a daze.

Shi Ganming was dumbfounded, "Brother?!"

What is this?Is the creator's mind so clear?Looking from a distance, he saw a piece of green grass, as if he couldn't see the edge.

But he is in the sky, with clumps of air flowing through his body, this spring breeze is particularly disrespectful to ghosts.

No. 931 smiled slightly: "It's Kunpeng, the person in charge of Xinhuo Express."

Kunpeng? !

Shi Ganming's brain was shaken violently, and his face turned into the word "Shock" in capital letters: "Kunpeng? Is it the legendary Kunpeng? The one that skyrocketed? The Kunpeng is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot, bah bah bah, I mean the one that is thousands of miles away?"

"Well, it's true that one pot can't be stewed." No. 931 joked.

Mu Qian quietly turned his head, glanced at the two ghosts, and then teased him, he threw a wing to them on the prairie and floated by himself.

Kunpeng waved his wings vigorously, and the scenery changed in the blink of an eye. Shi Ganming seemed to be traveling in a space-time tunnel in a time machine, and everything around him turned into silk threads of different shades extending backwards. He couldn't grasp where he was at all. .

Suddenly there was an emergency stop, and No. 931 and Shi Ganming flew forward in a parabola.

The howling sound of Kunpeng came from a distance.

"Walk forward for half an hour, and you will arrive! That's it." The words were still floating in the air, but the big blue bird had disappeared.

One of his wings is really thousands of miles away.

Shi Ganming turned around in astonishment, and said with difficulty, "Uh, we, are we being dumped? Cough..."

Throwing away the body? Only a few words popped into No. 931's mind: "No, we don't deserve it."

They had no corpses to throw away.

Shi Ganming: "..." Inexplicably felt that it made sense, the inertia disappeared, and they fell to the ground lightly.

After a quick trip, Shi Ganming saw the familiar door as soon as he looked up.

His home is an old community, where he grew up since elementary school, full of lush and youthful memories.Some parts of the blue door peeled off, revealing the copper-colored rust inside. His fingers stroked the small missing corner, which was blown up by his naughty second-grade cannon. At that time, his father was so angry. Chased him halfway around the neighborhood.

On the wall, there are a few stickers of the protagonist of the cartoon, which he put on when he was a child, and now they have turned yellow and faded.

Recalling the past a little bit, his expression froze for a moment, staring at the hand penetrating the door, he was stunned.

All the rising good emotions were suddenly replaced by sadness and sadness.

He was in a trance, in a daze.

Got home?

But he was no longer qualified to knock on the door, Shi Ganming sniffed, he was obviously so sad, but he didn't have a single tear.

No. 931 glanced at him: "Tears are something that humans only have, and ghosts have lost tears."

Of course, it’s okay if it has to flow. What flows out of the eyes is the brain.

It's the soul.

Shi Ganming realized that something was ignored by him belatedly, why was it so strange: "Brother? How do you know about my family?"

Could it be that the people in Daquanshan are all prophets?Or did they investigate his case?

Number 931 gave a brief account of what happened after his death.

Also told him not to forget.

Shi Ganming was stunned, and nodded gratefully: "Thank you brother, thank you for helping me, otherwise I really don't know how sad my parents are."

Although it is sad now, it can be regarded as a different way for humans and ghosts, but Daquan Mountain has given humans and ghosts a bridge to communicate.

His soul is still alive, which is a consolation that is better than nothing.

No. 931 rang the doorbell with ease.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Shi Ganming was too timid to take a step forward, and when he saw No. 931 ringing the bell, he panicked a lot.

But suddenly, he froze into a stone, staring stupidly at No. 931's materialized hand.

Shi Ganming's eyes widened suddenly: "Brother, did you touch the bell just now? How did you do it..."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened from the inside, and an old woman rushed out with tears in her eyes: "Son! My son!"

"...Mom!!" Seeing his mother again at this time, Shi Ganming was afraid, worrying, suffering, guilt and other emotions were thrown out of the sky by him.

He just wanted to hug his mother and cry bitterly.

And he did.

But as a ghost, even if he is a new ghost, his cries are very penetrating, and the answering lights in the corridor flicker with the cries of the ghost.

No. 931 turned sideways, glanced at the opposite house, helped the mother and child into the room, and went in by himself.

The door was closed with a "bang", and the doorman blinked tremblingly.

What happened just now?Is he dazzled?

Oh, it won't be haunted, right? !

While cooking, Dad heard the noise and ran out, holding a frying spoon and iron pan in his hand, staring at Shi Ganming and gradually accumulated tears.

"Shi Ganming, you brat!" Shi's father sniffed, tears streaming down his face, his hands were trembling, and the vegetables were about to be spilled.

number 931:"…………"

He hurriedly stepped forward to hold the wok, took the frying spoon without a trace, and went to the kitchen to continue cooking.

The family of three hugged their heads and cried loudly, people and ghosts were separated, but at this moment their hearts were very close.

Half an hour later, No. 931, who had already cooked two dishes, wiped his hands, looked at the old-fashioned pressure cooker next to him, and counted the time.

"Young man, I'm sorry, and thank you." Dad Shi blushed when he saw this delicious dish.

He was so excited that he forgot that he was still cooking.

No. 931 waved his hand: "It's okay."

He can understand that life and death are separated, but there is a chance to meet again, this is also a great opportunity.

He casually made tea and handed it to Dad Shi, who subconsciously took a sip, was stunned for a moment, and tears fell down again.

No. 931, who was paying attention to the living room, was about to dig out the sugar bowl, and was shocked, it was broken, and he was exposed.

Before, he came to take care of his parents for Shi Qianming, and when he saw that Shi's father liked tea but not bitter, he added sugar to him.

He still remembers that when his father hugged him and cried like a child.

just now……

Weeping silently, Shi's father's knuckles turned white: "Young man, you..."

Mother Shi, who had stabilized her emotions, came to the kitchen, and tears fell again when she saw this scene: "Oh, the old man found out."

When his eyes were red and swollen, his father was a little dumbfounded: "...what?"

Number 931 also turned to look at her.

"Thank you, thank you for helping us when our old couple was most helpless, I know you are not him."

As a mother who loves her children, how can she not see it? No matter how much he pretends to be like him, there are still countless flaws in front of his mother.

But Shi Mu didn't make it clear that even if it was fake, as long as they didn't tell each other, she was willing to deceive herself and others.

She even had unrealistic fantasies.

Even if the goose is a ghost.

The old man has been tortured to the point of despair, but if there is a little bit of hope like a candle, he can't grasp it like a life-saving straw.

No. 931 fixedly stared at Shimu, and smiled apologetically: "It was my fault before, I hope you will forgive me."

There is no forgiveness. It is too late for the two old people to be grateful. How could they blame him!

Number 931's mood fluctuated.

Even the most meticulous disguise cannot escape the eyes of love, and he suddenly understood the last piece of advice his master gave him back then.

It turned out to be the case.

That's right, he has been here twice, and it is said that the emotions of the two old people should have basically stabilized.But just now, Shi Mu was as excited as if she had encountered a real prairie fire for the first time, holding Shi Qianming and crying bitterly, venting her excitement.

When he came before, although she was also happy, her brows were full of sadness and despair. He thought it was the haze caused by the death of the child.

Now that I think about it, there is also the reason why he is not a parent and child.

Mother Shi is a good mother.

No. 931 quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, please rest assured, there is no doubt that Shi Ganming is a civil servant."

"He can also come back often and get a special body if the job stands out."

As for resurrection from the dead, that is impossible.

This is against the law.

The two old men were stunned by him for a moment, and finally flattered, and almost burst into tears again: "Okay, okay! My son is doing well!"

Two old people, one is an electrician in the battery factory, and the other is in charge of logistics, their wages are not high, and their lives are very tight.

There was a wave of layoffs that year, and the two elderly people almost both were laid off.

Fortunately, I was able to keep my job without any risk.

They struggled to bring up Shi Ganming, who was still proud of his son's admission to a first-class university in the country. Who would have thought of such a thing.

Number 931 thought for a while, turned around and called Xin Zhu, asked a few questions, and hung up happily.

"Uncle and aunt, there is one more thing I want to talk to you about this time."

The two old men and Shi Ganming were stunned: "Oh, tell me."

The uncle's eyes were red: "What's your name uncle? You also call me dad. Your son calls me dad, and I feel at ease."

No. 931 was seldom dazed. It is said that he was much older than his uncle, but he couldn't bear to refuse seeing his old father's hopeful face.Infected by warmth, No. 931 became more excited towards his parents and a silly younger brother.

"Okay, Dad!"

"Eh!"

Since it is the parents, the previous discussion can be slightly changed.

No. 931 smiled and said: "Since you don't dislike me and consider me a son, then as a son, I have to do something."

"You have seen Qianming's situation. It is not convenient to live here, and it is difficult to come back. It will also scare the neighbors."

The two old men looked at each other anxiously, "Uh, then, what should I do..."

"I suggest that Mom and Dad come to Qingyun City together. I have a flat in Qingyun City that happens to be free, and you can live in it."

"And don't worry about work. I just asked the boss. If you want to continue working, Dad will still work as an electrician, helping to check or repair Quanshan's electrical circuits every day, and Mom can help out in the personnel administration department. In terms of salary, Dad is five thousand and five thousand a month, and mother is three thousand and five thousand a month."

"All five insurances and one housing fund are included, as well as working meals and afternoon tea."

The two old men's heads were swollen from being hit by the big cake. They looked at each other and said nothing for a long time: "But this, this..."

No. 931 smiled: "You can think about it, I suggest you come here, so that I can take care of you."

That is to say, but they have all stayed in this small town for a lifetime...

I'm afraid I'm not used to it.

No. 931 smiled: "Please don't worry about this, many old people in XY Square are dancing square dance together, you will definitely like it."

Shi Ganming opened his mouth and nodded, "I also think it makes sense."

He will work hard and repay Daquanshan.

In the end, the two old people reluctantly agreed to go back to Qingyun City with No. 931, but they had a lot of things to pack and it took a few days to delay.

No. 931 smiled slightly: "Mom, put it down, let me take care of it."

He made a call.

About 10 minutes later, a group of yellow-haired elementary school students and twenty men and women floated over, and they really floated: "Director, we are here."

The two old men looked at them in astonishment, "Here, we haven't booked the car yet, if we pack it..."

No. 931 patted the back of his hand: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

"You can live in the xy community tonight."

He arranged for the old man and Shi Ganming a three-bedroom, two-living room of [-] square meters on the first floor of the X&Y community. He didn't choose a villa, and he was afraid that they would not accept it.

When the little yellow furs packed the packed boxes into storage bags, the two old people were completely dumbfounded.

This……

No. 931 smiled: "This is our courier staff, they are very professional."

Uh, not this question.Although the two old people accepted the setting that geese are ghosts and there are ghosts in the world, this is actually a ghost.

After making arrangements for the family, appeasing the two elderly people who took the special express, they reported to Xinzhu on 931.

Xin Zhu leaned on his cheek with one hand, and fed a piece of fried egg to Mr. Yan.

Yan · Filled Duck · President: "..."

Sweet and desperate.

Putting down the fork, Xin Zhu wiped his hands and turned his head in surprise: "Are you buying with your quota? Are you going to sign the names of two old people?"

"Yes, I accidentally recognized a pair of parents, so just treat it as a little bit of filial piety to my son." No. 931 thought it was funny.

With a smile in his eyes, Xin Zhu was quite interested: "Oh, it's fate."

No. 931 nodded: "Yes."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Sending away No. 931, Xin Zhu was also amused: "He got three big treasures by accident."

He had only seen photos of that family, and it was quite a down-to-earth family, and he didn't know how such down-to-earth parents had children with different sexual orientations.Of course, it is legal for men to be together with men now, but in the eyes of people with old ideas, it is not orthodox after all.

Xin Zhu tilted his head, "The left and right arms have been obliterated, and Polk is still hiding?"

Yan Youjiu nodded: "Maybe he's scared too."

It's good to be afraid.

I don't know if he is holding back his big move, Gray Claw has no news since the girl was murdered, the world is peaceful, and there have been no weird big things these days.

Yan Youjiu kissed the corner of his mouth: "Where's your task? How many steps have you completed?"

Xin Zhu: "No.70 Nine Rings."

It's not too difficult, but it's different from the pure requirement of being recognized in the past, now every time he goes down a link, he has a little bit of insight.

This is probably the best method that God's father thought of for a long time when he was bald, a step-by-step stupid method.

Embarrassing dad.

Fascinated by the thought, Xin Zhu was kissed a few more times.

Can't just be taken advantage of, he kissed him back viciously: "Baji."

Smash it down, and he chirped again: "It's bitter."

Yan Youjiu: "..."

The omelette was bitter.

His eyes were dark, Mr. Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his thoughts gradually drifted. He grabbed Xiaozhu and said, "You tease me first."

This night was still a restless one, but the next morning, Xin Zhu felt refreshed.

Baby Pixiu ran over: "Boss, Boss!"

Xin Zhu raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

Taking out a letter from his pocket, Baby Pixiu said: "Boss, our suspension bridge has successfully applied for the World Cultural Heritage!"

That is to say, their Daquan Mountain is not only covered with the halo of 5A-level glory, but also has a world heritage-level building!

Xin Zhu opened the letter in surprise, "What is this? An invitation letter?"

Baby Pixiu let out an "ah".

"Yes! Invite the designer of Daquanshan to give a speech. This is a good opportunity to promote Quanshan! Daquanshan will become the national standard."

Xin Zhu raised his eyebrows: "When you mention Yanhuang abroad, you will think of Quanshan, right? Will it be marked on the map?"

Baby Pixiu nodded vigorously: "Hey hey! That's right! Go!"

As for whether this is a conspiracy, Daquanshan is not afraid. If they want to detain talents or set up traps, they will follow suit.

Xin Zhu nodded: "Let Qinglong teach the raccoon transformation technique, and then he will speak on stage in person."

"Okay!" Baby Pixiu grinned, "After the publicity, we can get a wave of free advertisements all over the world!"

Another sum of glittering money came into the account!

Xin Zhu was overjoyed, snoring the little golden retriever, and lightly said: "Okay, go get ready, it just happens to give the person hiding in the dark a chance."

"Hiding, I'm worried that Polk's gene will mutate and he will become a shy bastard."

Pok, who was hiding in the cracks between light and dark, was so famous that he vomited blood.

I'll fuck your grandma's bastard.