Wei Kun came to Goose City...... Shaxian snacks have only done three things.

The first thing is to take out the driving book, cover the text, raise your eyebrows and eyes, and shout "Thirteen bureaus, you can't run"!

The second thing is that when I saw the big bald head with a shocked face, as if he had guessed his mind, there was a black gas lingering on his face, and he directly used his hand as a knife, and the ghost qi was wildly bombarded, planning to open the door of this big light's mind!

The third thing, the big bald head resisted, and then turned around and wanted to run, Wei Kun did not hesitate to touch out the glory X40 to switch to the red screensaver, aiming at his face, but seeing that this Yum monk was actually shocked, and shouted in his mouth, "It turns out that you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!" Then he tore off his clothes, and opened his eyes naked, as if he was going to fight with the investigators of the Thirteenth Bureau in front of him!

In this way, it took less than 10 seconds, as precise as a timer, and Wei Kun used time rewinding.

Time went back to before he tested Yum, and it happened to be when Yum had just said the words "Donor, you have a bloody disaster".

Hyakmu Makoto didn't know that he had been exposed.

He sat cross-legged in front of Wei Kun and repeatedly shirked the enthusiastic proprietress but was still forcibly stuffed with a tofu rice bowl. He took a shallow taste, his expression was solemn and kind, and he nodded in praise, full of monk's aura. He smiled and said to Wei Kun: "The donor believes it? ”

The proprietress interjected: "How can you not believe it? It worked out just after speaking! Young man, you should listen to the master, it will be good for your life. As she spoke, she diligently made a cup of iced sour plum soup and served it to Hyamu Zhenjun, with a flattering look on her face.

This made Hyakumu Zhenjun very useful, and the light on his head became brighter.

Wei Kun secretly felt amused.

He also finally confirmed that the Hundred Eyes True Monarch had indeed not completely fallen. The body devoured by Honghong is probably something like his clone. At the same time, Baimu Zhenjun doesn't know what makes him special, and probably thinks of himself as an ordinary entertainment company boss.

Baimu Zhenjun came to the door, and there were no more than two possibilities.

One is to get close to Xiao Hong, after all, Xiao Hong's reputation is now outside, even if she is a mortal on the surface, but she has been frequently on the hot search recently, and there are countless fan groups, all of whom are Honghong's face fans, and even many powerful people in the fashion circle, who also follow Honghong to cheer, hoping to get a valuable opportunity for cooperation. Therefore, her fame and status have a lot of use value for weirdness.

The second is for yourself. It's not that Baimu Zhenjun fell in love with Wei Kun and wanted to be a Taoist friend with him.

Instead, Happiness Mutual Entertainment Company is participating in the intangible cultural heritage competition, and Wei Kun, as the chairman and sole controller, has the highest decision-making power. If Baimu Zhenjun is the idea of the competition, Boss Wei is a pretty good target for cooperation.

The Hundred Eyes True Monarch couldn't see through the hundreds of turns and thousands of turns in Wei Kun's heart, as well as the bad water in his stomach.

A small snack in Shaxian County.

A monk in a gray monk's robe sits opposite the boss in a suit and leather shoes. The hostess and waiters watched the excitement from the side, and the diners couldn't help but slow down and prick up their ears to eavesdrop.

Yum shook his head, smiled confidently, and said, "I know that you still don't believe me, so why don't you let me speculate on the calculations for you?" ”

Wei Kun chuckled in his heart for no reason.

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

However, in the eager and expectant gaze of the proprietress, he finally hesitated to agree to Hyakmu Zhenjun's small request.

If Wei Kun agreed, he was afraid that it would arouse the vigilance of Baimu Zhenjun, so he deliberately put on a three-point disbelief and seven-point suspicion, fiddling with the Yiwu version of Patek Philippe, and jokingly said: "I don't believe in strange forces, for the sake of your monk's face, you say, I'll listen." ”

The smile of the Hundred Eyes True Monarch was a little gentle and respectful, and he was so kind that he was not at all like the vice president of the Demon Lord of the Little God Rank.

He took out a pen and paper and said, "Why don't you write a word, put it in the palm of your hand, don't let me see it, I'll guess it?" ”

"He has a good heart, a good eye, I know!" The proprietress cheered like a girl.

Wei Kun had no choice but to accompany Baimu Zhenjun to play first and see what kind of medicine was being sold in his gourd.

Baimu Zhenjun smiled: "Why don't you guess while writing?" ”

Wei Kun nodded while holding the pen and paper. He was also a little curious about Hyakumu Zhenjun's method, did he want to use his red eyes to see through? But no matter what, Wei Kun also has to do a good job, let Baimu Zhenjun earn enough scenes, and lower his defensive psychology.

Those present were also looking forward to the performance of the Yum monk.

He bowed his head slightly, reached out and said, "I guess, this character has a radical!" ”

Wei Kun was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the paper ball couldn't help but tremble.

When the proprietress saw his performance, she was surprised and said, "I guessed right!" ”

Diners craned their necks, attracted to attention, and became more and more curious about the developments below.

Hyakmu Zhenjun smiled, he just wanted to continue guessing, but suddenly saw the young man in front of him, who began to have nosebleeds again, and his already pale face added a bit of wall skin filter.

He paused and hesitated, "...... are you?"

Wei Kun blocked his nostrils with a tissue and urged: "Hurry up and guess, there is indeed a radical." And then what? Please, tell me the results, Master, I really believe that you are capable! ”

"Don't be in a hurry, young people have to be patient."

Baimu Zhenjun stroked his palm, looked around, and suddenly pointed to the ceiling lamp with his finger, and said, "Is it next to the word fire?" ”

This ......

Wei Kun was not stunned, but dumbfounded, he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but the hand holding the paper ball was even harder, so hard that the green muscles burst out!

Whoa!

Diners gathered around at some point. The more nervous and shocked Wei Kun became, the more they believed that Master Yum had real skills, and in just a few words, they guessed the young man in front of them through his mind and saw it cleanly!

The proprietress raised her eyebrows and put her arm around the waiter. "See, it's accurate again! Sure enough, there is real kung fu! She looked at Yum with even more adoration.

Baimu Zhenjun nodded, and said disapprerovitically: "It's just the method of Buddhism, and it can't be regarded as kung fu." ”

The voice did not fall.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly bumped into Wei Kun's eyes that wanted to eat people, and the toilet paper blocking his nose turned even redder, like a picture that he couldn't afford to lose.

"It's only three things, one last chance, master, you hurry up and tell the answer!" Wei Kun gritted his teeth.

Baimu Zhenjun narrowed his eyes, observed Wei Kun's expression, and said.

"If you want to talk and stop, add fire to fire, it's probably this word......" He pinched his fingers, looked at him certainly, and said categorically: "I guess what you wrote is a Xie!" ”

Bang dang.

Wei Kun almost smashed his head to death on the dining table, he asked Baisheng weakly, "I don't know how the word master is written?" ”

"Have you forgotten what you wrote yourself?"

Baimu Zhenjun shook his head and sighed, dipped in some sour plum soup, and wrote the complete character on the dining table one by one.

The proprietress and diners looked at Wei Kun's hand, trying to see the secret of the paper ball through the back of the hand.

Unfold the paper ball.

The proprietress covered her mouth and screamed: "It's really exactly the same!" ”

The diners applauded and admired the monk's attainment. "You can guess such a complicated word, you deserve to be a master!"

Wei Kun stared at the Hundred Eyes Zhenjun for a long time, his expression was inexplicable, as if he was angry, and even more incomprehensible and unbelievable, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was the struggle of being guessed about the central thoughts, being played by the master in the palm of his hand, and he was hovering on the verge of the collapse of his worldview.

His worldview has indeed collapsed.

This batch of Baimu Zhenjun is completely fucking in Mongolia! None of them were right!

If Wei Kun hadn't used time to backtrack to find a place for him, his grandmother's guess would have been wrong!

Baimu Zhenjun also showed a slight surprise on his face, touched his bald head, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Am I really a genius to be a monk?"

He didn't know anything at all, he didn't intend to guess seriously at all, but based on experience and observation of Wei Kun's expression, he was talking nonsense, his original plan was to use this matter as an excuse to talk to Wei Kun.

However, it turned out to be an unexpected success.

"Master, what kind of genius are you talking about?" The proprietress inquired.

Baimu Zhenjun hurriedly shook his head and explained: "I mean this benefactor, who has sex every day and loses kidney essence, so that I can see through my mind at a glance." ”

"The master is amazing! But it's a bit wrong. ”

"What do you know, the monk is the best at curing kidney loss."

The proprietress stepped over, leaned to the side, rubbed her hands and said embarrassedly, "Master, can you help me calculate?" ”

Hyakmu Zhenjun is coming, and he has the potential to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, let's talk about it." ”

"My son will take the college entrance examination next year, will you help me calculate the answer to the multiple-choice question?"

“……”

The corners of Baimu Zhenjun's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that countless eager eyes were looking forward to him, and he was a little embarrassed to be placed on a high place. How can you guess this thing? Where did all the inspiration go...... He secretly observed Wei Kun's expression, for fear that Wei Kun would doubt him.

No way! Baimu Zhenjun was in a hurry, and took out a crystal ball covered with red cloth from his arms.

He handed it to the proprietress and said, "Whenever Ling Lang takes the exam, you can let him see the scene, and he will definitely gain something." And after each viewing, remember to cover it with a red cloth. ”

Hearing this, Wei Kun couldn't help but look sideways. The description is very much like a dangerous monster!

Seeing that the Yum monk was so serious that she was cold and hard, the proprietress trembled in her heart, and hesitantly stretched out her hand to pick it up, and asked cautiously: "Master, if you don't cover it, something unlucky will happen?" ”

"It's not."

Baimu Zhenjun said slowly: "If you don't cover it during the day, the sun is full, and it may be possible to give your home a point!" ”

The proprietress and the diners and Wei Kun were all silent.

Wei Kun paid the bill for Baimu Zhenjun, and the two left Shaxian snacks and stood in front of the Maybach that Shi Haocong gave to Wei Kun, looking at each other.

"Donor, what should I call you?"

"The contemptible person's surname is Wei, you can just call me Chu Yuxing."

"Mr. Chu, I'm going to have to bother you a lot these days—"

Wei Kun endured Baimu Zhenjun's words, and finally took him back to the Happiness Mutual Entertainment Company.

The reason given by Yum is that Wei Kun is going to have a bloody catastrophe recently, his life is impermanent, and if he doesn't have the help of a master, his life will be in danger.

Wei Kun wanted to say, you guessed right.

Wait a minute, if you have crooked thoughts, if you don't have the help of a master, let alone your life, you are in danger of being enclosed in the small intestine by the large intestine, don't call Baimu Zhenjun in the future, change your name to Baijin Enoki Mushroom, Baishui Melon Seed Zhenjun.

The sister at the front desk saw that the boss brought back a monk, and was quite surprised: "Boss, what are you doing here?" ”

Li Xiaoya held the desk case, raised her eyebrows and said, "Exorcise evil spirits." ”

She was released by Wei Kun again.

The big heroine project that was said to be good, that is, the big online movie that cooperated with Shi Haocong's New Line Pictures, has not been skimmed yet. can't help but slow the casting progress, even the script is missing, the core screenwriter Liang Xicaifeng has been missing for more than a month, and many people say that they haven't seen Liang Da writer for a long time.

Wei Kun only knew that Liang Xi was still alive, because the unfinished books he serialized on the Internet were still being updated.

"The company is getting more and more evil, you know?"

Li Xiaoya's words shocked Wei Kun's heart. She crossed her arms and pouted, "Don't talk about the day shift, sometimes you can't see a few people in a whole day." You said okay to transfer me to the night shift, but I haven't been transferred, so I went to see it myself, and guess what? ”

Wei Kun broke out in a slight cold sweat and said, "What the hell? ”

"Phew! You've just seen hell, you've seen hell every day! You lack great virtue, you deserve to be found by a female ghost! ”

Li Xiaoya was angry, because Wei Kun was indeed a little sorry for her. She said, "Just last night, I saw three Yiyi! Bully a little boy! ”

"No, it's not."

Wei Kun felt that it was better not to let Li Xiaoya know the truth first. He frowned and explained, "Could it be that you are too stressed and hallucinating?" ”

"How can you curse!"

Li Xiaoya raised her eyebrows and said, "How can normal people have that kind of hallucination!" I clearly saw the three Yiyi, putting Lolita's little black dress on the little boy, bullying people and crying, just wanted to catch up, I saw Xiao Hong outside the corridor window, and chatted with her for most of the night, and then remembered it. Eh, Wei Kun, why do you think the company is weird everywhere? ”

Of course it's weird!

The corners of Wei Kun's mouth twitched, and he ...... outside the corridor window Is there a vacant lot there?

At this time, the Yum monk came up, folded his hands, and said, "This female benefactor—"

When Li Xiaoya saw a bald head, she suddenly showed fear on her face, and waved her hand again and again: "Didn't I return the gift money to you?" What else do you want me to do! ”

She couldn't help but recall the tragic title of "Sister Eighty-One".

It was a time when she couldn't look back on Shark Terrace.

Yum was also stunned, and said: "I never give a reward when I watch the live broadcast, I only prostitute it for nothing, do you recognize the wrong person?" ”

Wei Kun looked at Baimu Zhenjun in surprise.

How can such a large organizational leader not even have this pattern?

Li Xiaoya stared at Baimu Zhenjun suspiciously for a long time, relieved her heart with a suspicious face, patted her chest, walked away quickly, and left a sentence far away.

"The crew in Southeast Asia sent a notice, saying that Honghong's personal IP movie was starting preparations, that is, the one in "The Woman in Red 1: Horror in the Black Mansion", didn't it say that he wanted to cooperate with the horror director Wen Ziren? Wei Kun, you have a snack, don't go out every day, the company's big and small things are still waiting for you to make a decision! ”

Wei Kun could only nod.

Yum found a comfortable chair to sit down and leaned back against the printer. He dusted off his body and felt that the printer was a little cold, but he didn't care. Sitting down, he finally showed Wei Kun's true intentions.

"Mr. Chu......"

"My surname is Wei!"

"Oh, Mr. Yuxing, do you know what is wrong with the final of this intangible cultural heritage competition?" Yum said solemnly.

Wei Kun shook his head: "I just participated in the event step by step, and I don't know the inside story, gossip, or anything." ”

Yum sighed deeply and said in a low voice.

"This final...... Ghosts! If you want to live, you'd better listen to me. Otherwise, you and your company's artists will have the possibility of being haunted by ghosts! ”

(End of chapter)