As for the relationship between Chen Meng and Wang Li, I don't want to delve into it, and I don't bother to care whether he is missing or not.

When I returned to the dormitory, I found that the lights were already on in the room, and there were two figures in it tidying up.

I pushed the door in, and the two of them raised their heads one after another, and one of them, a fat man like an otaku, said with a smile: "Brother Jie, you lost, I guessed right, give money." ”

Next to him stood a thin man, a very fashionable man with glasses, and when he saw me coming, he reluctantly took out two hundred yuan and threw it to the fat man.

The fat man smiled, took out a hundred and handed it to me, put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Brother, one and a half, have a delicious supper tonight." ”

Before I could speak, the man with glasses spoke with a northeastern accent, pouted and said, "What kind of supper is 100 yuan enough?" Brother, don't listen to this fat man's nonsense. ”

"You call me brother, I'll take you to the club tonight to order a few beautiful girls, keep it and let you fly in the sky."

"That's what you said!"

The fat man looked excited, grabbed the money in my hand, and threw it to the other party: "Pay you back!" When are we leaving? ”

"You little brat......"

The glasses man is angry, and he stretches out his hand to hit.

I looked at the two of them quietly, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl, no surprise, these two should be my roommates.

Growing up, I didn't know any particularly good friends, and looking at the personalities of the two of them, I felt a burst of warmth.

There seems to be nothing wrong with being an ordinary person.

It's just that I'm on a mission, and that's not the way I'm supposed to go.

"Okay, don't ink, look at your bad color, Lao Tzu will take you out tonight."

"Hehe, thank you, Brother Jie, Momoda."

"Gross, get out of the calf."

The two of them flipped over the insults, then turned to look at me, and their faces became serious.

I took the initiative to laugh and said, "My name is Yang Chengye, two noble surnames?" ”

"Poof."

Hearing me ask, the two roommates laughed, looked at me left and right, and the man in glasses said, "Brother, where are you messing around?" ”

"With your tone, I thought I had met my second uncle."

I was a little embarrassed, so the fat man waved his hand and said: "His name is Liu Jiefeng, Brother Gongzi, and he is engaged in foreign trade at home, just call him Brother Jie." ”

"My name is Dong Zhuo."

"Dong Zhuo......"

"Shhh

I laughed.

And this kind of dad?

Interesting.

I took over and said, "You should all be older than me, then I'll be polite, Brother Jie, Brother Zhuo, give me more advice." ”

"Good, good."

"Advise, good brother."

After a lot of politeness, we quickly got together.

I also took this opportunity to learn about their backgrounds.

Brother Jie and Dong Zhuo are classmates in high school, but their families are quite rich, and they belong to the kind of good brothers who never leave an inch, and they often go out to surf the Internet together.

But this also led to the bottom of the two grades, and they also failed in the college entrance examination.

Originally, he had to go home to inherit the family business, but because Brother Jie was from the Northeast, he had been interested in Ma Xian since he was a child, and his father was in the prime of life, so he didn't want him to squat at home so early, so he simply spent some money and bought a place in the Lingda Feng Shui Department and sent him over to learn something.

I've also heard about this thing from my parents.

That thing is a taboo in our industry, although they are all ghosts and gods, but out of the horse fairy has its own faction, very united, and also excludes outsiders, basically does not spread outside, and does not go out of the Northeast.

In addition, in the old era, there were many obscene temples in the northeast, and many mountain and wild gods were enshrined.

Since then, the Horse Immortal has also suffered a great loss of vitality and disappeared.

I'm not from the Northeast, so I don't know much about this, and my parents also asked me to respect them when I met them.

Because only out of the horse fairy can truly communicate with the Baojiaxian on an equal footing.

Every time they do something, they have to invite the gods to come up, which is extremely life-consuming, and it is more vicious than ordinary ghost and god techniques.

Ordinary people, dare not provoke.

Brother Jie wanted to become a horse fairy when he was a child, but his parents strictly forbade him to get involved in this matter, and now that he has come to the Lingda Feng Shui Department, it can be regarded as a sideline.

As for Dong Fatzi, he lost his mother at a young age, his father found a stepmother for him, and he doted on him very much, he didn't like to stay at home, so he also came to Lingda.

As for the horse fairy or something, he didn't know much about it.

But this kid is very interested in Aman Gutong, and his dream is to raise a little ghost, treat it as a son, and let it follow him from an early age to fight the glory of the king.

I rolled my eyes when I heard this, not to mention how dangerous it is to raise a ghost, this guy doesn't understand the use of a ghost at all.

The two of them also don't know much about the Lingda feng shui system, and they came here purely to enjoy life and live a mixed life.

When asked about my origins, I told me about the fake identity that had been arranged a long time ago.

By the way, I made up a background of being an uncle and a Taoist priest in my family, and I even learned a few tricks from him.

As soon as the two of them heard this, they became excited and immediately asked me to perform with both hands.

I couldn't bear the grind, so I simply raised my hand to draw a talisman, and came up with a move of empty-handed fire, snapping my fingers slightly, and the fire immediately started.

But the two of them still felt that it was not enough, so they had to let me continue to show my hand.

I thought about it, asked each of them to take out a few coins, and then put up a hexagram and asked them what they wanted to know, fortune telling.

Dong Fatzi was the first to open his mouth and asked me how many girls with big breasts there are in school? What's their name? In which department?

I rolled my eyes and told him it couldn't be that way.

He asked, how could that be counted?

I hesitated, put the coin in my palm, recited the divination mantra in my heart, and shook my palm a few times.

Bang la blah.

Coins land on the table.

Glancing at the hexagram, I said to him, "You go downstairs and stand now, and within ten minutes, there will definitely be something you want to see." ”

"Really?"

Dong Fatzi looked surprised and immediately rushed downstairs.

"Good fellow, is there such a god?" Brother Jie asked in a northeastern accent, "What can he see?" ”

"Let's take a look." I smiled, walked with him to the balcony, and looked down.

I saw Dong Fatzi, a guy rubbing his hands, standing at the door of the dormitory, looking at the people coming and going on both sides expectantly.

From time to time, he looked up and smiled at us.

On the way, there were some scattered students.

Nothing special exists.

But this guy is very patient and keeps looking forward to it.

Nearly six minutes later, a female student in a white shirt and white hot pants ran out with a stack of papers, and her upper body was blocked by the papers.

"Here we are."

I whispered.

"What's coming?"

"Brother, there's nothing special about this, is it?"

Brother Jie was confused.