Chapter 35 If you are not angry, sleep with me

Duan Anluo searched through every place in the house where he could keep money, but he gave up hope. He really had no money left.

No wonder netizens say that money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat. Some even say that they would rather eat shit than make money. The netizens are not lying to me. The money he earns with so much effort is not enough to spend.

After strolling around the living room twice, Duan Anluo glanced at Xiaobai, who was sleeping curled up on the sofa. He walked over and grabbed Xiaobai just below the head, roughly where the neck was, and scolded it angrily, "You've been practicing Taoism for over five hundred years, and you can't even control your own size? You're such a big bastard, how can I take you out to make money?"

Xiaobai was a little dazed by his pinch. He blinked his golden pupils innocently and spit out his tongue aggrievedly. It’s not that he can’t become smaller, but it’s mainly because Si Cang’s father likes big ones because they look majestic.

Its large size also has its advantages, it eats a lot. It sees other small snakes being fed only a few strips of meat for a meal, but Si Cang would give it a whole cow for its size.

Duan Anluo ordered angrily: "Get smaller and I'll take you out to make money."

Xiaobai twisted his body unwillingly, and his huge body shrank visibly, from the thickness of a bucket to the thickness of an adult man's thigh, and its length also shortened a lot.

Duan Anluo still felt it was too eye-catching. "No, make it smaller, shorter. Make it so it can be wrapped around my wrist. Practice! Practice according to this standard from now on!"

Imagine that during a fight, Xiaobai suddenly flies out from your wrist and turns into a huge snake. It can smash the opponent to death. Wouldn't that be a quick way to make money?

Xiaobai curled himself up into a ball and hooked Duan Anluo with his tail, saying, "Don't change, run away."

Duan Anluo thought it was acting coquettishly, "It's no use acting coquettishly, change quickly."

Xiaobai and Si Cang signed a master-servant contract. Feeling his father's anger, Xiaobai's tail trembled. "Be careful, he's here with a knife!"

Duan Anluo immediately suppressed Xiaobai, "If you can't grow to the size of a bracelet within three days, I will cut off your snacks!"

Xiaobai fell powerlessly on the sofa. He couldn't do it even if his life was threatened. He could only try his best.

The three weasels trapped in the cage shrank back in fear at Duan Anluo's sudden anger. Duan Anluo kicked the cage after seeing them and said, "Hurry up and earn the money for the glass, or no one can leave."

Xiaobai shrank his neck and thought, okay, it can't afford to offend this.

Duan Anluo's anger was completely different from Si Cang's. Even when Si Cang was angry, he would remain restrained and weigh the pros and cons. Duan Anlu was different. When he got angry, he would vent his anger on the spot. Any passing dog would walk with its tail between its legs, otherwise it would get slapped twice.

As soon as Si Cang parked the car, Jiang Yuan ran home. The lights in the living room were not turned off, adding a bit of warmth to the desolate street.

After arriving home, Jiang Yuan carefully pushed open Duan Anluo's bedroom door and found that Duan Anluo was already asleep. Jiang Yuan held back all the words and did not dare to call anyone.

His master was grumpy when he woke up and would kick people if he was woken up.

Jiang Yuan turned around and ran back to his room, quickly checking to see if his bell was broken.

Someone entered the house and Duan Anluo was already awake. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw someone standing by the bed. The tall figure blocked the light coming in from the door and cast an extremely oppressive shadow.

Duan Anluo could even clearly feel that gaze falling heavily on him, with obvious anger and silent pressure, which made Duan Anluo sigh. Didn't I coax her? Why is she even angrier than before?

Duan Anluo yawned and asked lazily, "Why didn't you tell me when you called? The guest room isn't even cleaned up yet."

Si Cangliang asked in a gloomy tone, "I need to inform you in advance if I come to catch you cheating?"

Duan Anluo was amused. "Did you drink alcohol? Or do you have a fever?"

Si Cang looked down at him, "Have you found a way to cancel the contract?"

Duan Anluo was stunned, "What?"

Si Cang took a step closer and sat down beside the bed. He could clearly see Duan Anluo's expression. "Untie it."

Duan Anluo was amused. If he could get rid of it, why would he wait until now?

"I can't untie it. The person who bound us is dead. It's a death bond, understand? They went to such great lengths to find someone with my fate, wouldn't they have tied you up in an instant? They wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice a few more lives, so how could they possibly give you a chance to break it?"

Then Si Cang asked coldly, "If the contract isn't terminated, you're going to find someone else?"

He has severe mental obsession with cleanliness. When he was a child, he could not keep anything he cared about. Gradually, he developed a pathological possessiveness of his things. As long as it was his, no one could touch it. Even if he threw it away, he could not accept others touching it.

After those people died, he felt much better. He was already in a bad mood today, and Duan Anluo provoked his out-of-control emotions again.

Duan Anluo became more and more confused as he listened. "What do you mean by looking for someone else? Who wants to look for someone else?"

He grabbed Si Cang's wrist helplessly, thinking that he was the one who broke the appointment and made Si Cang unhappy. If he put himself in Si Cang's shoes, anyone would be unhappy if they made a wasted trip after such a long journey.

He soothed her softly, "We can't get over it. If something happens, the first person I think of is you, because I know I can't pay it back, and I don't plan to pay it back. If you're angry, I'll coax you. I'll sleep when you're no longer angry."

Si Cang felt like a fist hitting the air, no, the water.

Duan Anluo's temperament is like water, sometimes gentle and sometimes fierce.

Sometimes it is like a stream under the sun, so clear that you can see the fish swimming leisurely at the bottom of the water. It can soothe everything and heal everything.

Sometimes he would be furious and would dig holes in mountains and walls. But after he vented his anger, he would feel better and would never let himself be unhappy.

Any emotion that hit him would be wrapped up by the water. Duan Anluo was now like gentle water, soothing Si Cang's irritable emotions and nourishing his once blood-scarred heart.

For a moment, Si Cang lost all his temper.

Seeing that Si Cang was silent, Duan Anluo continued to coax him: "If you are still angry, I will coax you for a while. If you are not angry anymore, just lie down and sleep. The side bed has not been cleaned up, so you can bear with it for a while."

He was really sleepy. He knew medicine and knew that not sleeping at night was tantamount to chronic suicide.

Si Cang looked at his heartless appearance and asked in a low voice: "It's different now than before. People are more open-minded, marriage and love are free, and same-sex marriage is legal. You invite me to sleep with you?"

Duan Anluo laughed: "You guys, how can you have the tricks that people used to have?"

Nowadays, everyone goes to school and receives orthodox education. There is no class distinction and people have a higher sense of morality.

In the past, people were divided into different classes, and sometimes human life was not as valuable as that of an animal.

"Just sleep when I tell you to. What kind of filth haven't I seen?" Duan Anluo turned over, leaving room for Si Cang. "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you."

Si Cang was in a dilemma, and it was neither right nor wrong to sleep. When the atmosphere became awkward, Jiang Yuan came running over with a bell in his hand, "Master, my bell is broken!"

A subtle mark appeared on the originally warm surface of the bell, and it was impossible to see it unless you looked carefully.

Jiang Yuan was heartbroken. The bell blocked the fatal blow for him and saved his life.

He carefully rubbed the mark, "Master, can it be saved?"

Duan Anluo took a look and said, "If you recite the Diamond Sutra every day to nourish yourself, you will recover in seven days."

"That's good!" Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to leave, but when he saw Si Cang still sitting by the bed, he stopped and asked curiously, "Have you two reconciled? Will the Grandmaster still replace you?"

Duan Anluo sneered, it turns out it’s you, kid!

He was wondering, he had coaxed Si Cang into giving up, why did he come to him so angrily? Duan Anluo pointed outside, "Go and study now. From now on, get up and practice every morning. If you dare to sleep in, I'll break your legs!"

Jiang Yuan: “…”

He really just cared, he didn't do anything.

Si Cang stood up and lay on his side.

After a while, Duan Anluo heard the sound of water coming from the other side. He thought that the weather was hot now and Si Cang liked to be clean. If not, he should leave the room to Si Cang alone to avoid Si Cang being unhappy if someone else lived there. Si Cang's face, like the weather in June, changed in an instant.

Then he saw Xiaobai, who had changed from an 8XL to an XL, sneaking into the guest room. Duan Anluo was disgusted. Xiaobai missed his father and didn't want his biological father anymore because he had a stepfather.

The next morning, Duan Anluo received a courier containing his replacement ID card, payable on delivery.

The courier goes through the procedure and doesn’t ask for cash, just scan the code.

Duan Anluo looked at Si Cang pitifully and said, "Please help me pay the bill."

The courier immediately handed the payment code to Si Cang.

Si Cang took out his mobile phone and scanned the code silently, and his mouth twitched. He didn't know what he was here for.

Duan Anluo opened the express and took out his ID card. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the photo, he complained in his heart that it really looked like a half-souled person.

Ms. Lin's filter for her child is too deep. Even in this situation, she actually thinks her son is just quiet, arrogant, and a little willful.

Duan Anluo quickly took his ID card and paid all the required fees. After he finished paying, he regretted it: his original body actually owed more than 20,000 yuan on Huabei!

Duan Anluo slumped down on the sofa, feeling withdrawn and unable to live like this.

Si Cang couldn't help but laugh. Seeing him continue like this wasn't a solution. "If it doesn't work out, then just take a test and get a certificate. That way you'll have a stable income."

Duan Anluo said sullenly, "Is there any way to make money without being assigned work by the guild? Like last time, when I took on your tasks and you paid me after I finished them?"

He had only completed half of the mission last night, but only received the money for the investigation. Duan Anluo felt that it was a big loss.

Si Cang, who was sitting on a rattan chair, stood up and said, "I'll take you to see the president. You can register as a non-staff member and take on tasks if you want. If you don't want to, you can choose not to. But there will be no fixed salary."

"You guys actually have a fixed salary?" Jiang Yuan, who was kneeling and chanting, interrupted, "Why don't I have one?"

Duan Anluo glared at him, "That's because your level is not high enough. You've recited it eight times, but you haven't produced any telekinesis at all. You..."

Duan Anluo took a deep breath and thought, forget it, his talent is not as good as the monkey's, it's useless to chant death.

Si Cang: "Let's go find the president."

Duan Anluo tapped Jiang Yuan on the forehead and said, "Get up, stop studying, and take care of the house."

Jiang Yuan stood up and patted his thigh. Finally, he didn't have to read anymore. He didn't recognize most of the characters and didn't know what he was reading. He didn't dare to ask.

On the way, Duan Anluo asked, "From what Bai Ziyue said, the old man is quite nagging. Can you stand him nagging you all the time?"

Si Cang's face turned cold, and he felt annoyed when he thought about it.

Duan Anluo thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I'll teach you. If you can't avoid it, just apologize to him."

Si Cang scoffed, "It's his job to clean up the mess, why should I apologize?"

Duan Anluo curled his lips, what a bad temper. "If you think like that, dealing with the aftermath can be done in a good mood or a bad mood. You can apologize, ask him to do his job well, and you can come to him next time if you have something to do.

Next time you make him angry, give him the cold shoulder for two days. When he's almost calmed down, go back and apologize. The next time, the next time, the next time, the same thing happens.

You don't need to say much, just say sorry. I promise that for the first five times, he won't nag you and will be happy to help you deal with it. After the fifth time, I'll tell you what to do. Don't worry, I have experience dealing with old men, I guarantee that he will shut up.

Si Cang didn't say anything, and I don't know if he heard it.

When the two arrived at the president's office, the old man was drinking tea. His desk was piled with documents. He cleared a small space in the middle of the desk, held a teacup, drank and smelled the tea, with an intoxicated look on his face.

Duan Anluo recognized that smell right away. He actually still had stock of the same tea that Bai Ziyue ate as a snack.

Si Cang said directly: "Give him a nominal certificate that allows him to access the intranet and take on tasks."

The president paused. After seeing Duan Anluo curse those scumbags and then seeing how he treated Duan Mingxuan, he honestly didn't want to recruit him. Duan Anluo had his own judgment. If he went out under the guild's name and got into trouble, how would he handle it?

Duan Anluo's lips curled up, and he cupped his hands obediently and bowed to the president, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble with the Handicraft Street incident last time."

"Ouch," the president said. He hadn't seen such a well-behaved boy in a long time. His hand trembled and he almost burned it. He quickly put down the teacup, stood up and gave it some support. "Don't be so polite. This is my job."

"We should be thanking you. We were inconsiderate," Duan Anluo said self-reproachfully. "I wanted to come and apologize to you the next day. As you can see, I'm not in good health and can't walk far. I was out for a while and I got sick when I got back."

Duan Anluo bowed to the president again and said, "It's my fault for coming to thank you so late."

"This... Oh, you're welcome, really." The president carefully examined Duan Anluo's complexion. It was much better than last time, but he still looked different from a normal person and looked frail. He had been out for a while and was sick when he came back. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to stay out for long.

Looking at Duan Anluo, pretty and well-behaved, and then at Si Cang, who had a cold face and looked like a living devil, and then thinking about the naughty kids around him who would even chew tea leaves for him, the president hesitated. How about giving him one? It shouldn't cause any big trouble, right?

Just as the president was hesitating, Duan Anluo glared at Si Cang, "You too, stop causing trouble for the president. When you go out in the future, be less violent and don't demolish other people's houses. It's very expensive, and the president will have to pay a lot of money."

Just as Si Cang was about to open his mouth, Duan Anluo grabbed his wrist and glared at him: "Stop talking."

But what he said in his eyes was: Shut up, it will be done soon, don’t make me beg you!

Si Cang opened his mouth, then found a clean cup and poured himself a cup of tea. If he spoke, Duan Anluo would quarrel with him again.

The president widened his eyes in shock and didn't even notice that the wig was crooked. How could Si Cang just shut up obediently?

He immediately had an idea: this handsome young man must not be offended. If Si Cang disobeyed in the future, he would have to find him. No matter how you look at it, he has a better temper than Si Cang.

Without giving it much thought, the president immediately gave Duan Anluo a non-staff ID and had his assistant take him to open his account, instructing him on how to accept tasks and receive payment online. The key point was to keep Duan Anluo's contact information, and to keep several of his contact information so that he could be contacted immediately if something happened in the future.

Duan Anluo raised his eyebrows at Si Cang with a smile, "Done~"

Duan Anluo bound his account, and as soon as he saw the guild's task bar, he understood why the people in the guild were so rich, it was all bounties!

The bounty varies depending on the level, ranging from a few thousand, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, millions, and so on.

Duan Anluo clicked the highest one, but the system prompted: The level is not enough.

The assistant smiled and told him, "We're halfway through the case of the evil Buddha last night. You can continue. Since you contributed the most, you can apply for an additional bonus, probably around 25,000."

The assistant helped him find the task, and Duan Anluo directly clicked to accept it.

The assistant clicked the search bar in the mission hall again. "From now on, you can search for any type of mission here. After accepting the mission, you can choose whether you want the investigation team and logistical assistance. If you don't, the reward is yours."

Duan Anluo quickly understood and went to find Si Cang excitedly.

As soon as Si Cang walked out of the president's office, Duan Anluo hugged his arm, and his gesture was similar to Jiang Yuan's. "Brother! You are my second parents. Every penny I earn in the future will remember your kindness today. In my heart, you are just like my father!"

Si Cang stumbled, "Don't do that."

Judging from Duan Anluo's attitude towards his father, it was as if he had a grudge against him. Si Cang didn't dare to have such an honor. "Since you are so grateful to me, why not give me half of the money?"

Duan Anluo's expression changed immediately, "Impossible."

I treat you as my father, but you actually only care about my money. We can't be brothers anymore.

Then he called Jiang Yuan and said, "Let's continue with the mission from last night. Ask your captain where they are now."

After hanging up the phone, he asked Si Cang again: "Are you going?"

Just as Si Cang was about to refuse, the president spoke up: "He's not going. He has other tasks."

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Second update: My eyes hurt, I'm going to eat something good to replenish them.