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Chapter Eight

When he walked into the store, Zhang Muzi glanced at his friend who was busy ordering for the guests and sat down at a fast food table facing the street by the window.

After a while, after hanging up his phone, Lu Wenhao, who had been paying attention to the customer entering the store, brought a lot of drinks and snacks to his table, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Feimu, drink a cup of hot milk tea and have a smooth breath.

There are also egg tarts. Isn’t freshly baked fruit egg tarts your favorite? I took one box at a time, and I will bake them if I don’t have enough.”

"Lu Wenhao, to be honest, I have known you for ten years. This is the first time I feel that you are so 'good' and I'm very hard-working to go to bed." As if I didn't hear my friend's plea, Zhang Muzi said sarcastically with his face.

Lu Wenhao's parents unfortunately died in a car accident when they were seven or eight years old, leaving only the small apartment he lives in now, with a meager savings and a bitter childhood. Therefore, after he was young, who had seen his relatives' houses, had the ability to make a girlfriend and live independently, he cherished the people around him.

Hearing that from his best friend, he immediately forgot to reason and retorted angrily: "Why are you going to bed? It's for the good relationship?

Fei Mu, can you, an 18-year-old "old virgin", not be so 'dirty'? You will understand this kind of thing after you have a girlfriend in the future."

"I won't be as dizzy as you do if I have a girlfriend." Zhang Muzi snorted coldly, shook his head, and placed the yellow paper and cinnabar rolled up from his pocket on the table. "The paper and top-quality cinnabar that I asked for is 4,500 yuan. I'll take it from the money I owe you, and I'll take it for dozens of 'mercury beans'."

"There are more than 4,000 pieces of hemp paper, you can steal the money!" Although he knew that his best friend would never cheat him, Lu Wenhao couldn't help but shout in surprise.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. This is a top-quality yellow paper that can be "burned with the lingering and the gods" in a flash," Zhang Muzi raised the yellow paper in his hand and picked up the cinnabar. "In addition, the cinnabar of Fuzhou cinnabar minerals in the mainland, the 4,500 yuan price is already 20% off."

"It turns out that there are so many tricks. No wonder those mages lit up the talisman paper in their hands as soon as they shook," Lu Wenhao nodded in understanding like pounding garlic. "It's safe to spend so much money to prepare."

"Nothing is wrong," Zhang Muzi sighed and said, "Forget it, you have never really seen it, and you won't understand it no matter how you say it.

Alas, don’t worry about anything else. You must explain it clearly to Yasha. If you go to the 'killer', you must leave before the sun sets." When he said the last sentence, his face looked extremely serious.

"But how can you meet ghosts in broad daylight?" After hearing the best friend's words, Lu Wenhao was stunned and said with a wry smile: "We are going to go for a 'night tour'. I'll have to ask for it."

Hearing this, Zhang Muzi was stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Wenhao and squeezed out a sentence in his teeth, "You have asked for a fake, why don't you buy the coffin? If something happens, wouldn't it be better to just hold the funeral?"

He was mean, but now that things have come to this point, it is impossible for him to leave his best friend alone. He can only draw talismans while waiting for Lu Wenhao to get off work.

When Zhang Muzi used his finger to draw a whole stack of yellow paper into a "Seal Rules". It happened to be eleven o'clock in the afternoon and the time for his friend to finish work.

Lu Wenhao's girlfriend Xu Yasha was three years older than him. After graduating from high school in art, she did not continue to go to school, so she came to Yuanbei City from a small town in southern Yuantai to develop. After working hard for three years, she has gained a firm foothold in "Baizi Dance Fang", one of the most famous dance studios in "Yuanbei" and became a professional dancer and coach.

The Baiziwufang where she is located is located on the top floor of Baiyang Building, Zhongxiaoxi Street, in the center of Yuanbei City. It is surrounded by towering business buildings. It is quite far from the restaurant where Lu Wenhao works. Zhang Muzi made three buses dump and took an entire hour to finally arrive at his destination.

The entire Baiyang Building is dozens of floors high and rented to dozens of different companies with a variety of bank numbers, with complex personnel.

Walking into the front hall, looking at the aboriginal of white-collar workers in a straight suit, narrow skirt and physical technicians in blue or gray work clothes, there were also some fashionable urban men and women. Zhang Muzi patted his friend's shoulder with a headache and said, "It's time to get off work now, and the elevator must be full of people.

You might as well call Yasha to come to the front hall to find us.”

"Yeah." Lu Wenhao nodded, and was about to take out his phone and suddenly saw the elevator door slowly opening in the distance. His girlfriend walked out with a group of loose-fitting and casual young men and women.

He hurriedly waved to meet him, "Yasa, Yasha, come here."

"Master, you are here." The petite and lovely Xu Yasha saw her boyfriend, and she was so sweet that she didn't see the toughness she had last night. However, after she hugged her waist and hugged her, she completely focused on her body, Zhang Muzi, who looked disgusting, was on the side.

At the same time, the young men and women following Xu Yasha also looked at Zhang Muzi impolitely. No one spoke for a while. It was not until after watching for a while that Xu Yasha broke the silence and said, "Zhang Muzi, if it weren't for your constipated expression, I wouldn't recognize you if I beat you to death.

I didn’t expect that your appearance will change so much after you die. This is not about losing weight at all, but about a complete plastic surgery from head to toe!”

"Although I was a little fat before, Isn't it as bad as you said?" Zhang Muzi frowned and said angrily.

After that, he ignored Xu Yasha at all, but looked at the girl standing beside her who was over 170 cm tall, slender waist, long legs, charming smiles and straight nose. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old and looked a little dull, raised her hands and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here. Are you here to practice dancing?"

"Yes." The tall girl who was stunned came back to her senses, slammed Zhang Muzi with a "slap" and answered two words. Then she covered her mouth and stammered, "Oh my God, Zhang Muzi is too incredible, are you alive?" As she said that, she stretched out her finger and poked Zhang Muzi's face.

"Of course I'm alive," Zhang Muzi showed a laughing and crying expression. "Am I a fresh fish in the vegetable market? I'm poking the new or not. Didn't I send you a photo last night? Do you need to look so surprised?"

"Yesterday I thought it was you who edited the picture," the tall girl opened her eyes wide and said incoherently: "Who could have thought that you would meet a ghost and suddenly become like this.

Not only did you lose dozens of kilograms, but looking at your skin, it was as smooth as a baby, without any flaws at all. It was incredible. If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, who would believe that this would happen in reality?

No, I want to go too. Didn’t you agree to take Sister Yasha to find the ‘ghost’ I ran into last night? I want to go and see it too."

"Look, what are you looking at? Are you looking at?" Zhang Muzi was stunned and said with a speechless voice: "Zheng Meili is an evil demon. Is it because my brain is not normal now, or is your brain not normal? I, I am really, me, I...

By the way, you are not a 'trainee'. Are you so busy that you don't even have spring break? Do you still have time to think about these things? "

"Although I don't have spring break, I'm not a robot that doesn't need to rest for 365 days a year.

This time, our group representative 'YG' participated in the 'National Preparatory Artist Online Popularity Award' and won the second place in the girl group. The company awarded three days of vacation and was about to relax, but it happened to meet your opportunity," Zheng Meili said in a longingly manner: "Now there are all adventures in the spring outing, and it may become beautiful all at once. It's amazing."

"But your figure is standard enough now, and your face is also beautiful. It is the second most popular nationwide. There is no need to become beautiful anymore." Seeing the tall girl's excited look, Zhang Muzi dissuaded with a wry smile.

"My figure is standard. Recently, because I practiced too much dancing, my arms and thighs have become thicker, and my skin has also become skin. You don't know that I have dry skin, and it's easy to become rough when I blow the air. It's useless to maintain any cosmetics.

Besides, the second popularity means that there are still some people who are better than us, so of course we have to work harder." Zheng Meili said loudly: "Why are the big guys and I your best friends? Can you take him and Sister Yasha to see that ghost, can't you take me and my friend?"

"You, you and your friends?" Zhang Muzi said in surprise when he heard this.

"Yes, the three sisters in our group said that if the story of you becoming thinner is true, just follow me and have a look." Zheng Meili pointed to the three extremely beautiful girls behind her and said.

"Go and have a look," Zhang Muzi was stunned for a while, and said to himself: "Okay, whatever you want, anyone else should go. Anyway, that's a waste mine on public land, not my territory."

"It would be great that you could think so," Xu Yasha, who was standing by, said with a smile: "After listening to your story, our colleagues in the dance studio also planned to change their itinerary to "Chunna" in Kenting into Tiangong Town. It is safer if there are too many people, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Muzi opened his mouth and had nothing to say, leaving only a bitter smile.

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