Chapter 51 You Don’t Sound Like Him When You Speak

Lin Song was extremely panicked. He couldn't move and couldn't run away. He was scared. He must have met a powerful master!

The boss told him that he must find ordinary people to cheat, those whose families are wealthy but not extremely wealthy. Because extremely wealthy people will know powerful masters, and there is no need for him to go to those who are poor, as there is no profit in doing so.

It would be best to find someone who has some wealth and a dishonest private life. He would make an identical face and say it is his son. The boss himself doesn't even know how many people he has slept with. In order to avoid trouble, he will definitely give him money and tell him to get as far away as possible.

He had extorted money from three people in a row, but the money he received was not much. If he demanded more, they would take him home. Their families all had several children waiting to be divided up. If he went back as an illegitimate child, not only would he be bullied, but how much of the family property would he get? And when would he get his share? He couldn't go.

He heard that the family's son had just been found and was an only child, so he began to wonder if he could get rid of the newly found one. Extorting money from everyone was not as good as being an only child.

He looked at these people and found that their families were all businessmen, and there were also ordinary office workers, but there was no old man like the master. He didn't expect that there would be a master who looked like this!

Duan Anluo looked at him as if he was walking down the street and something hit his foot. He lifted his foot and saw: Wow! It was a wallet!

Duan Anluo raised the chain in his hand, "Don't agree? Do you look down on me? You're an idiot, why would you look down on me?"

The chain in his hand tightened, loosened, tightened again, and loosened again, just like playing. "Are you going to tell me or not? Are you so stubborn?"

Lin Song was strangled so hard that his eyes rolled back. I couldn't even breathe. What do you want me to say?

"If you don't tell me, I won't give it to you." Duan Anluo didn't ask any more questions. When this person came, he sent a message to the people in the union.

He is just an ordinary person. What he should catch is the thing that changed his face. From the crisp sound just now, it can be heard that it should be related to the mirror.

At this moment, four security guards rushed in from the door. The leader showed his ID and said, "Hello, this guy is a scammer. Leave him to us. We will take him to the police station!"

Duan Anluo let go of his hand and watched them take the person away with admiration. They were all talented!

He knew the guild members were all disguised in various ways, but he hadn't expected someone to work as a security guard in this hotel. Looking at the ID, the uniform, and the pace, it looked even more official than his "Zisha Budu Office."

Lin Zhengxu comforted his mother: "Mom, it's okay, don't be angry."

Duan Anluo also went back to comfort his mother, "Mom, it's okay."

When Duan Anluo saw the look in Lin Wanqiu's eyes, his heart skipped a beat. It's over. His mother wouldn't figure it out, would she?

Lin Wanqiu said with emotion: "My son has grown up and can stand on his own. My son is awesome."

Duan Anluo felt relieved. His mother could add eighteen layers of filters to him, and he was making progress in everything he did. Was Ms. Lin inherently simple, or was it that the heavens deliberately blinded her cognition?

After the farce was over, everyone gathered together to discuss it for a while, then changed the topic in time and started praising Lin Wanqiu again.

Duan Anluo looked at the smile on his mother's face and felt complicated: his father was a love-brained man, and his mother was actually a sweet girl!

Lin Zhengxu wanted to say a few words to Duan Anluo in private, but was afraid of being seen by others, so he could only add Duan Anluo on WeChat.

While Duan Anluo was having dinner, he met all his relatives.

Sending Lin Zhengxu a few people he couldn't be close to, and then giving him a bank card number, isn't he trying to learn how to do business from his father? He can help with advice, but for a fee.

Lin Zhengxu sent a string of kneeling emojis in gratitude, and shouted "Long live my uncle."

Duan Anluo's hands trembled and he quickly deleted it, telling Lin Zhengxu not to post this in the future as he had a psychological trauma.

At this time, the guild pulled Duan Anluo and the logistics staff who had just arrived into a group, and the logistics guy began to update the progress.

Patrick's Ocean Pants: This guy's real name is Lin Song. There's no need to scare him. He just answers whatever you ask.

He was a fruit seller, but he often shortchanged his fruit, causing him to suffer from poor sales. So he would often sell his fruit in one place for a few days, and then move to another place if someone came looking for him.

One day a month ago, he was particularly unlucky. He didn't sell a single piece of fruit the whole day. He rode his electric tricycle home, cursing as he went, and somehow he ended up on an unfamiliar street.

He was thirsty, so he stopped at the door of a grocery store and bought a bottle of water. As a result, he met the person who changed his destiny!

After that person finished speaking, he disappeared and paused for half a minute without continuing.

Duan Anluo is reading this as a story, is it okay if you suddenly stop updating?

Duan Anluo poked the man: And then?

Patrick's Ocean Pants: Guess?

Duan Anluo wanted to hit him.

Patrick's Ocean Pants continued: The magic of that master is that he can help people change their faces. If you want to change to whatever face you want, just look at the person, and it will be changed in one minute, and it's free.

Waking up hungry in the middle of the night and eating cat food: Is there such a good thing?

Mr. A: What are you thinking? There's no such thing as a free lunch. If you don't want to exchange money, then exchange it for something else.

Duan Anluo: Is it fatal?

Patrick's Ocean Pants: Yes! One year of life means a new face.

This is the fourth face Lin Song has changed. He used the previous three faces to extort 1.5 million!

Duan Anluo sneered. For young people, a year of life might not be a big deal, and they could get a lot of money. However, human greed is endless. Their appetites are kept growing, and they change faces one after another. In the end, they might not even remember how many times they have changed faces, and they don't know when they will die.

Patrick's Ocean Pants: Let's go to that street to check now and update in the group in the evening.

Duan Anluo reminded them: Find people who have extremely bad luck, have been very unlucky recently, and have extremely low financial fortune.

Old A: We all have merits, and no one is so unlucky.

Duan Anluo: Then just catch a ghost and rub it against your body, even if it means you're unlucky for a while.

If I'm not mistaken, that street only appears at night when the yin energy is heavy, and only people with extremely unlucky luck can enter it. Otherwise, who would be willing to risk their life for it?

Duan Anluo felt itchy and wanted to go and take a look, but his mother would definitely not agree. How could he escape?

While Duan Anluo was pondering, Lin Wanqiu added a shrimp to his meal and said, "Stop playing with your phone and eat quickly."

"Oh." Duan Anluo had just finished eating when the next chopstick arrived. Duan Anluo didn't have time to check the group chat, so he finished his meal obediently, and then was sent to the Duan family's car like a star.

Lin Wanqiu said regretfully, "It's a pity that your uncle and aunt are not here."

As the youngest sister in the family, Lin Wanqiu grew up being spoiled. Her brother and sister-in-law all loved her, so she was inevitably disappointed when she didn't see them.

Duan Anluo comforted him, "If you miss them, go see them. Don't worry about whether it's a holiday or not. Transportation is convenient now, and it's just a plane ticket."

Lin Wanqiu looked at Duan Anluo with a smile, "That's right, please make time as soon as possible and accompany me to visit your four uncles' homes."

Duan Anluo: "...You can't just grab me and do it alone, go find my brother."

"Your brother is not available. He is busy."

"Well, then let him find you a daughter-in-law, and let my sister-in-law accompany you. You can get a big gold bracelet today and a big jade bracelet tomorrow. Do you think my sister-in-law likes to accompany you? When the time comes, will you be happy if she calls you mother?"

When Lin Wanqiu thought about it, tears almost came out. She was so happy!

In order to gain his freedom, Duan Anluo had no choice but to sell his elder brother. "Go and arrest him and urge him to get married. I'm still young and I need to develop my career now."

Lin Wanqiu thought about it and felt that her son was right. The eldest son was already 28 years old, so it was time to urge him to get married.

Duan Anluo breathed a sigh of relief. The Taoists said that even if a fellow Taoist dies, his channel will not. This statement is true.

When they returned home, Duan Duohai and Duan Anlang were discussing the company's plans. Hearing the sound of someone coming up the stairs, Duan Anlang looked towards the stairs and saw Duan Anluo coming up the stairs. The two brothers looked at each other and Duan Anluo's heart tightened. It was really him!

"Big brother!" Duan Anluo took a few quick steps and hugged his cousin, who had protected him since childhood. Even if it wasn't his original soul, it didn't matter if they looked the same. He didn't mind finding a replacement for his big brother. He hugged him, and his big brother wouldn't be angry.

He checked the information and found that his eldest brother ultimately did not take the throne. The year after his death, the crown prince's old illness relapsed and he was buried in the imperial mausoleum. There was no way to verify the exact reason for his death.

The past is all passing clouds, and wealth and glory are just a blink of an eye. Being able to see you again is already a blessing from heaven.

Duan Anlang was about to say something to teach him a lesson, but when Duan Anluo hugged him, he froze. His heart suddenly softened, and he patted Duan Anluo on the back, "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."

Duan Anluo really wanted to say: Don’t talk, you’re not like him when you talk.

My eldest brother was harmed when he was a child, which left him with a chronic illness. His energy wasn't as strong, and his voice wasn't as clear. Duan Anluo felt that if he gave Duan Anlang a cold, his voice would be like that.

Duan Anluo gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the thought. He had to be a human being.

Duan Anlang didn't know what Duan Anlang was thinking. Duan Anlang had always liked writing and drawing since he was a child, playing by himself, and didn't like to follow him. If he hadn't been so wronged, would he have run over and hugged him? Duan Anlang comforted him clumsily: "Sorry, brother is back late."

"Brother, don't talk, it will be fine in a moment."

Duan Antang: “…”

I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it.

Duan Anluo suppressed his emotions, took out his phone and pointed it at Duan Antang, "Brother, don't laugh."

Duan Antang frowned, "I wasn't laughing in the first place."

Duan Anluo took more than a dozen photos from different angles. Duan Anlang's expression became more and more impatient, and Duan Anluo was more satisfied. Yes, his elder brother often looked at him with this kind of eyes. When he ran away secretly and didn't come back for half a year, his elder brother had this expression.

"What are you doing?"

"I took a photo. I'll take it out and look at it when I miss you." Also, during festivals, if I use this photo as a posthumous portrait for my elder brother, and burn some paper and stick incense for him... No, the stand-in is also his brother, he can't stop being a human being.

This was the first time Duan Antang heard that one shouldn't smile when taking photos, but he was so angry that he laughed. "If you're bored, I'll arrange a job for you at the company."

"No need, I have my own work." Duan Anluo was very satisfied with his photography skills. He carefully searched his memory and found that his room should be...that location.

After Duan Anluo finished speaking, he went straight to his room, took out Duan Anlang's photo, held it above his head, and bowed to him across time and space.

Duan Duohai was still waiting for Duan Anluo to talk to him, but in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Duan Duohai's face turned pale, "This is outrageous."

Duan Anlang, who was nearly hanged on the wall, was still speaking up for his brother. "He's angry with you. Who told you not to protect him? If he ignores you, just talk to him and coax him a few times."

Duan Duohai: "As a father, I still need to coax my son?"

Duan Antang: "It's better to die with dignity than to suffer in life."

Lin Wanqiu went upstairs and found that Duan Anjian was fine. She immediately thought of urging him to get married. "When are you going to think about your lifelong affairs? You are 28 years old. You can't just think about making money. No matter how successful your career is, you can't not get married..."

Duan Anlang's mouth twitched. Why did his mother think of urging him to get married? They went out for a meal. Who provoked her?

Duan Anluo sent a photo of his brother to Si Cang: Is my brother handsome?

Si Cang replied with a question mark:?

What's so good about it? This look clearly wants to beat him up.

Duan Anluo tried hard to input in pinyin: You don’t understand.

He recounted what had happened during dinner, the main point being: I wanted to sneak out and find that street. When they fell asleep, I would send you a message. You wait for me at the foot of the west wall, and I would climb over the wall and get out.

Si Cang: ...

Duan Anluo: That’s settled.

Duan Anluo was watching TV series while waiting for messages in the group. A stream of spiritual energy came to the windowsill and kept twisting, as if trying to sense his spiritual energy and squeeze in to get some of it.

This spiritual energy is small, but very pure.

Duan Anluo walked to the window in confusion and saw a little elf like a sunflower. Its lace and leaves were wilted and drooped, and its big head was drooping. It was lying on the windowsill and trying to squeeze in.

It was only the size of a palm, its roots were not dense, its head was big and its body was thin, and its roots could not grasp the wall. It swayed and its clumsy appearance made Duan Anluo laugh.

He opened the window and said, "Hello, can I help you?"

The elf was frightened, its roots slipped, and its entire big head tilted back.

Duan Anluo quickly grabbed its head, lifted it up, and placed it on the windowsill. "Are you here to see me?"

This little creature seemed to have just gained intelligence. It could barely understand human language but could not express itself yet. It nodded, and this action made it dive down headfirst, with its roots and leaves turned upwards.

Duan Anluo took it in with a smile and fed it some spiritual energy. The lace and leaves stood up visibly, and the little sunflower also became much more energetic.

Duan Anluo looked at its golden color, which was almost like gold, and liked it more and more. "Follow me from now on."

The little sunflower rubbed Duan Anluo's fingers. It seemed that it had no intelligence and acted solely on instinct.

Duan Anluo poked it and said, "It's true, whoever gives you milk is your mother."

Duan Anlang, who accidentally witnessed this scene, hesitated again and again and called his personal doctor: "I, I saw my brother talking to the air."

Doctor: "Bring him here for a checkup. He might have been overly traumatized and has some mental issues."

Duan Antang said seriously, "In the past few days, I dreamed that my brother was in another time and space. When he was young, he also spoke to the air."

Doctor: "You might be the one who is sick. Come and get checked."

In the middle of the night, after everyone in the house had fallen asleep, Duan Anluo changed into neat clothes and quietly slipped out. He used his spiritual power to disrupt all the surveillance equipment and even brought a stool that he could step on.

The lower half of the Duan family's courtyard wall was a wall, and the upper half was a high iron fence. Duan Anluo arrived at the agreed place, stepped on a stool and looked out, "Si Cang, are you here?"

His movements were very skillful, and it was obvious that he often ran away from home.

"We're here." Si Cang's words were filled with helplessness. He was crazy and was fooling around with Duan Anluo.

Duan Anluo looked back to make sure no one noticed him before climbing up. "Did you bring a ladder?"

Si Cang stretched out his hands, "Jump, I'll catch you."