Chapter 029 Ha, death penalty

Jiang Yiqing felt guilty, turned his head and saw the pig spirit sleeping

soundly, and poked him to wake up. Facing the pig spirit's angry eyes, Jiang Yiqing coughed lightly: "Why are you sleeping? Let's go."

The pig spirit yawned, rolled over and stood up, looking at Jiang Yiqing's wrist, obviously wanting to go back to sleep in the black gold wood.

Who knew that Jiang Yiqing would be so unkind, directly stretched out his hand to cover the bracelet, and said shamelessly: "I'm tired, I can't carry you."

The pig spirit: "..."

Even if it entered the bracelet, it would not add weight to the bracelet. The human cub was doing it on purpose!

The pig spirit sat on the ground, looking like a naughty child, unwilling to follow Jiang Yiqing.

Jiang Yiqing glanced at it and continued to walk forward. But after a moment, the pig spirit snorted angrily and hurriedly followed on its hooves.

Human cubs are so disgusting!

Jiang Yiqing knew that the pig spirit must be complaining about him in his heart, but his evil taste was satisfied, and he was in a good mood: "Look at how fat you are. If you don't lose weight, it will affect your health."

The pig spirit didn't want

to pay attention to him. He was speechless. Isn't it normal for pigs to be fat? ! I have never seen a pig lose weight! Jiang Yiqing saw that the pig spirit was very angry and in a good mood. He looked at his mobile phone again and sent a message to Wen Xiuyan with a guilty conscience: "Are you asleep?"

Isn't this nonsense? Wen Xiuyan still has to listen to his songs to fall asleep.

But didn't Jiang Yiqing know what to say?

Sure enough, Wen Xiuyan quickly replied, saying that he didn't sleep.

Jiang Yiqing felt even more guilty: "Ahem, I was just busy with something."

Wen Xiuyan naturally knew what he was busy with: "Nothing, I just happened to have work to do tonight."

Jiang Yiqing didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but he was indeed not so guilty. He made a voice call and was immediately answered by Wen Xiuyan.

Jiang Yiqing coughed lightly: "Can I sing a song for you? I learned a new song recently."

He didn't know many songs, just a few over and over again. He didn't know if Wen Xiuyan was tired of listening to them, but he was tired of singing anyway.

Wen Xiuyan didn't say whether it was okay or not, but asked: "You haven't come home yet?"

Jiang Yiqing said no.

Wen Xiuyan said, "I still have some work to do, so there's no rush."

​​Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Really? Then why didn't Mr. Wen say that just now?"

Wen Xiuyan chuckled, but didn't answer or hang up the phone. Jiang Yiqing could hear the sound of keyboards, very light, and the white noise in his ears made him feel happy.

Neither of them hung up the phone. Jiang Yiqing thought it was nice to have someone to accompany him.

The pig spirit on the side: Okay, I'm not a human.

Jiang Yiqing got home, and Wen Xiuyan happened to stop working. The two said good night to each other.

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Jiang Yiqing went to the temple again. He had to say that the construction workers were working pretty well. If they continued like this, it would be completed in a few months.

Don't think it's slow. The design drawings given by Designer Gui are quite complicated. Jiang Yiqing originally estimated that it would be good if it could be completed in half a year. This speed has greatly exceeded his expectations.

In order to prevent nearby residents from noticing something wrong, Designer Gui also considerately created a sleight of hand. Probably, if nearby residents come here during the day, they can see workers repairing the temple.

This is also to prevent a well-built temple from suddenly appearing here one day, allowing residents to notice something wrong.

Jiang Yiqing wanted to give Designer Gui a thumbs up for his meticulousness.

In short, there is nothing for him to worry about on the temple side for the time being. Oh, he just needs to send the construction funds in time.

Jiang Yiqing, who transferred all the money and only left himself living expenses, turned green.

He was in a bad mood and wanted to complain, but he turned back into a poor ghost in an instant. Who could be in a good mood?

Jiang Yiqing: "The communication in your underworld is too bad. I have to come here every time."

This sentence confused the designer ghost, and he scratched his head and said, "How can you see the construction situation if you don't come?"

Jiang Yiqing heard it, took the mobile phone and took a picture of the construction site, and then turned the screen to the designer ghost: "See, just take a picture."

The designer ghost went from surprise to shock, and then to disbelief: "My old swan, what kind of magical thing is this!"

Jiang Yiqing choked and looked at the braid behind the designer ghost. Well... It's normal for the old ghost of the Qing Dynasty not to recognize mobile phones.

In the spirit of ghost Taoism, Jiang Yiqing patiently explained to the designer ghost how to use the mobile phone.

The designer ghost was so fascinated by what he heard that he finally said in disappointment, "There is no such thing in our underworld."

Jiang Yiqing couldn't help rolling his eyes. Of course he knew there was no such thing. He didn't

know what he was thinking about. He touched his chin and suddenly smiled, "Well, isn't it just right that there is no such thing? This means that this is an undeveloped blue ocean market with huge demand. If you make a mobile phone, it will definitely be in short supply and you will make a lot of money."

The designer ghost's eyes lit up when he heard this. Although he used to be a worker, he always dreamed of being a businessman, but firstly, he didn't have the opportunity. Secondly, in that era, merchants had a low status. Merchants were not as good as them, so being a businessman was just a thought.

Now that he is a ghost, he has plenty of time, and now merchants have a high status, why not give it a try?

The designer ghost was obviously very tempted, but hesitated again: "How do you make this mobile phone you mentioned?" You

still want to be a businessman? Jiang Yiqing almost couldn't help but complain, he said: "You don't need to know how to do it, there should be a lot of programmers in the underworld, right? Professional matters should be left to professional ghosts."

Well, hurry up and make a mobile phone as soon as possible. Then find a way to install a underworld version of the system, so that you don't have to let the old man come into your dreams every time you look for him.

Jiang Yiqing's little abacus clacked.

The designer ghost thought it made sense. Being a boss, what does it take? As long as you know how to use people... no, use ghosts.

He has been in the underworld for so many years, and he has learned a lot from those new ghosts!

So, the designer ghost cast an admiring and grateful look at Jiang Yiqing: "Thank you so much, when I succeed, you will be my mentor."

As he said this, he wanted to reach out and hold Jiang Yiqing's hand.

Jiang Yiqing's mouth twitched. In fact, he just moved his lips. Was it necessary to be so excited?

Jiang Yiqing touched his nose and said shamelessly: "No need to thank me. When you succeed, just tell me."

The designer never thought that he cared about him so much (?). He nodded with emotion and said, "Of course!"

Jiang Yiqing left silently under his disgusting gaze, secretly rubbing the goose bumps on his arms. He really couldn't stand it. This old Qing Dynasty ghost was so disgusting!

——The

mobile phone "ding dong" sounded, and Jiang Yiqing saw a text message from an unfamiliar number.

The content of the text message was roughly that the other party claimed to be the wife of his biological father and wanted to meet him.

Jiang Yiqing sneered, raised his fingers, and was about to delete the text message that day, but thought of something and stopped.

Although he had no interest in meeting the other party, there were some things he had to deal with. For people who were related to him by blood, especially his parents, he was bound by karma. If he didn't deal with it, he would be very passive.

"Tsk, what a trouble." Jiang Yiqing sighed. Why couldn't he jump out of the cracks in the rocks like Sun Dasheng?

If he couldn't compare with Sun Dasheng, he could just pick one out of the trash can.

No matter how he was born, at least it wouldn't be as troublesome as it is now. Jiang Yiqing hated trouble the most.

On the other side, after Mei Qian sent the text message, she sat elegantly in the garden drinking afternoon tea and saw her son coming from a distance.

Mei Qian was a little surprised: "Yuwen, why did you suddenly change your style?"

Zhou Yuwen usually likes to wear some white shirts to make himself look clean and harmless, but today he wore a black Tang suit for the first time.

Zhou Yuwen's eyes flickered, and without much explanation, he asked Mei Qian with a smile: "Mom, do I look good in this?"

Mei Qian looked at her mother, and she thought her son looked good in beggar's clothes, so she naturally kept praising him.

Zhou Yuwen was satisfied and curled his lips.

That day, Wen Chuan's relatives said that he looked like the person next to Wen Xiuyan. The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Zhou Yuwen silently remembered it in his heart, and began to dress closer to that person.

Since Wen Xiuyan likes this, it doesn't matter if he is a substitute, as long as he is given the opportunity to get closer.

As for Wen Chuan, Zhou Yuwen deleted him without hesitation and cut off all contact with Wen Chuan after confirming that he had been completely abandoned by Wen Xiuyan.

He didn't know how Wen Chuan was upset, but he was looking forward to meeting Wen Xiuyan again.

Seeing that Mei Qian wanted to ask more, Zhou Yuwen changed the subject: "Mom, why didn't you go shopping today?"

Mei Qian was usually bored, and would go shopping with other ladies to buy clothes whenever she had time.

The main reason was that her husband and son were usually not at home, so she could only kill time in this way.

"It's your father's son. I have to deal with him as soon as possible." Mei Qian saw that there was no one around, so she spoke without holding back her voice: "Let him completely give up the idea of ​​competing with you for property."

Just after she finished speaking, her cell phone rang. Mei Qian turned on the phone and smiled with a little pride: "You are so impatient, but don't even think about returning to the Zhou family."

"Fortunately, we took the initiative, otherwise this kid would have contacted your father. I don't know what means he would have to use to return home." Mei Qian felt that she had received the other party's impatient answer from the other party's agreement to meet, and she mocked him from a high position.

Zhou Yuwen smiled, because from her mother's description, the other party was a complete fool, and there was really nothing to be afraid of.

Instead of focusing on someone who doesn't matter at all, it's better to think about how to get Wen Xiuyan to notice him. If he succeeds, the Zhou family won't matter. His father will have to treat him with respect.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuwen seemed to have realized his dream. He walked away with a smile on his face and humming a song.

On the other side, Jiang Yiqing yawned and immediately attributed the cause of the sneeze to the family who talked about him behind his back.

"Then I wish them to get hit on the head by bird shit when they go out." Jiang Yiqing talked back and rubbed his nose. His mood instantly improved.

Wen Xiuyan sent another message, asking him if he had time tomorrow.

Jiang Yiqing was helpless: "I really want to have time, but I have something to do tomorrow."

After he said this, he couldn't help asking: "Is it something important?"

For example, going to see Feng Shui to exorcise evil spirits, making money must be very important, he doesn't mind postponing the meeting time for the sake of making money. Jiang Yiqing thought of this and rubbed his hands happily.

However, Wen Xiuyan's answer made him a little disappointed: "No, I found a good restaurant and want to invite you to try it."

Jiang Yiqing was very disappointed when he heard this: "Ah..., eating, that can only be done another day."

"You don't seem very happy about meeting tomorrow." Wen Xiuyan is very sensitive to emotions.

Jiang Yiqing didn't know why he looked unhappy: "I can't be happy to meet someone I hate."

If Wen Xiuyan didn't say anything, then he wouldn't meet him. With Jiang Yiqing's personality, since he still wanted to meet him, there must be a reason why he had to meet him.

As for the rest, Jiang Yiqing didn't take the initiative to say it, and Wen Xiuyan wouldn't pry into his privacy.

But people who Jiang Yiqing hates must be very annoying. Wen Xiuyan didn't even know who the other person was, but he made such a rude conclusion.

Jiang Yiqing glanced at the time and found that the live broadcast was about to start, so he ended the chat with Wen Xiuyan.

Chatting with Wen Xiuyan is somewhat pleasant, and I always forget the time.

But Jiang Yiqing is not worried about missing the live broadcast time now, because there is a particularly active pig spirit who squats on the chair in front of the computer at a certain time every day.

This chair is specially made according to the current size of the pig spirit, just enough for the camera to capture it.

Jiang Yiqing heard the pig spirit's urging voice from a distance, and he was a little speechless: "Why are you in such a hurry? There are still five minutes."

The pig spirit twisted his butt in dissatisfaction. This human cub has no concept of time at all!

Jiang Yiqing sat down calmly and turned on the computer amid the pig spirit's complaints.

The pig spirit next to him even moved back schemingly, because it would make his face look smaller. Although Jiang Yiqing didn't understand what the use of a small pig head was, it was at most a small pig head. As soon as

the live broadcast was turned on, netizens started to swipe the screen crazily.

"Good evening, Qingqing. Today is another day that I am overwhelmed by your beauty!"

"The person above is so corny. Qingqing is now my electronic pickled mustard. I don't even watch variety shows anymore. I just wait for the live broadcast every day."

"Here it comes!"

Jiang Yiqing saw a very corny bullet screen, the corners of his mouth twitched, he silently looked away and pretended that he didn't see it, and agreed to the connection request with concentration.

Well, I am committed to solving other people's problems, so I don't have time to read bullet screens.

"Ah! It's finally my turn!" A girl in her twenties appeared on the screen, her pretty face full of surprise. Without waiting for Jiang Yiqing to speak, she complained in a very cool way: "Qingqing, do you know? You are really famous now. I have never been able to grab you. But I am not in a hurry. Those before me are indeed very anxious, haha."

Jiang Yiqing almost didn't know what to say. This friend, you are really cool.

He coughed lightly and went straight to the point: "What do you want to calculate?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the other party and said, "Marriage?"

Upon hearing this, Tan Ran widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yiqing with surprise, and even changed the way he addressed her: "Master Jiang, you are really amazing. You can see it at such a glance? I want to calculate marriage!"

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

Tan Ran continued: "I want you to help me calculate whether I have a chance to be with my male god."

Speaking of her male god, Tan Ran was a little shy, her little face flushed: "He is really super handsome, the recognized handsome guy in our department, and the department grass. And he is also very nice and gentle. If I can be with him, then I must have saved the galaxy in my previous life!"

Barrage:

"Hahaha, this girl is too cute."

"I'm curious about how handsome the man she was talking about is, to excite her like this."

"Am I the only one who was concentrating on watching Master Jiang? I analyzed his micro-expressions and found out that the man has a problem. Sit tight and wait for the news!"

"Upstairs, is this true? You can even analyze micro-expressions?"

"You're talking nonsense, right? I was also looking at Qingqing the whole time, and I didn't notice any changes in his expression."

Jiang Yiqing didn't look at the barrage at this moment. Looking at the excited Tan Ran, he was silent for a moment, took a sip of tea, and then asked, "Do you like him very much?"

Tan Ran immediately nodded frantically, and said a lot of things: "Yes, yes, before, I was just like everyone else, I only dared to look at him from a distance, but this semester, he and I joined the same club, hehe, so we had intersections. As a side note, he has a really good personality, and nothing I heard before was exaggerated. And he treats me very well, I've asked around, he doesn't have a girlfriend, and he doesn't have any ambiguous objects, I think I have a chance,"

"You said he has a good personality, maybe he is good to everyone." Jiang Yiqing said bluntly.

Tan Ran shook her head: "No, although he has a good personality, he is not like central air conditioning. He just feels polite and distant. Oh... Anyway, I just feel that he is very special to me."

Jiang Yiqing had a headache. He pressed his forehead and said, "You two have no chance to be together."

Tan Ran's face was full of smiles, but she couldn't laugh after hearing this. She said reluctantly: "Why? Does he have a girlfriend?" "Does he have a girlfriend ?" Jiang Yiqing

: "No, he doesn't have a girlfriend.

" Tan Ran: "Does he have a boyfriend?"

Jiang Yiqing: "...No."

Tan Ran: "Could it be that he likes men?"

As she spoke, her mind was full of ideas. She remembered that her idol did have a few boys with whom she had a particularly good relationship. She had never thought much about it before, but now that she had guessed it, her mind started to wander again. She felt that the relationship between them seemed to be really ambiguous in every way!

Tan Ran: "!!!"

Could it be that the idol was only treating her as a sister when he was nice to her?!

Tan Ran was in pain and couldn't accept it.

Jiang Yiqing looked at Tan Ran's expression from time to time, and guessed what she was thinking. He was angry and amused: "No, your male god is a female."

Tan Ran's random thoughts were interrupted. She came to her senses, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Then why, Master Jiang, do you want to calculate it again? Did you calculate it wrong?"

Barrage:

"How handsome is this male god? He is so persistent."

"You said there is no chance, but you keep asking. Is it unnecessary?"

"Of course you have to ask. Who would want to get to the bottom of it if they know that they have no chance with the person they like? Anyway, if it were me, I would not be willing to accept it either."

Jiang Yiqing had a headache. Jiang Yiqing was helpless. Looking at Tan Ran's tearful eyes, he sighed: "There is really no chance."

"Why?" Tan Ran sniffed: "Does he not like me?"

Although it was very discouraging, Jiang Yiqing still told the truth: "If it is a love between a man and a woman, there is indeed no such thing."

Tan Ran refuted again: "It's impossible, he is really good to me, and very special, different from others, my roommates say that he must be interested in me."

Jiang Yiqing encountered such a difficult thing for the first time. He naturally knew why the two of them couldn't be together, but in front of so many people in the live broadcast room, and Tan Ran liked him so much now, if he said it directly, he was worried that it would leave a psychological shadow on the other party. After all, this stimulation, if it is not slowed down, it is really difficult to bear for a while.

Therefore, even though Jiang Yiqing was speechless many times, she did not speak directly.

Tan Ran is now obviously the most infatuated with her male god.

At this moment, Tan Ran's cell phone rang. She wiped her tears and saw the caller. She was immediately excited: "It's my idol! He called me!"

After that, he looked at Jiang Yiqing again: "I will confess my feelings later. When we are together, it will prove that you are wrong!"

Jiang Yiqing immediately said: "No, don't be impulsive!"

Tan Ran didn't listen to him at all. Now she just wanted to be with her idol.

She answered the phone directly, and the idol's gentle voice came from the other end: "Tan Ran, are you free this weekend? I have something to tell you."

Tan Ran's eyes lit up and looked at Jiang Yiqing. The look in her eyes clearly said, "See, I said you were wrong."

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

It's no wonder that Tan Ran thought so. It was really the idol's words that made people imagine.

"Senior..." Tan Ran sniffed. Because she had just cried and was a little excited now, her voice unconsciously had a tearful tone.

When the male god heard Tan Ran crying, he was obviously a little anxious: "Are you crying? Did something happen to you?"

"No." Tan Ran had a sweet look on her face, but she said nervously: "I, I actually have something to tell you."

Barrage:

"Hiss...this male god's attitude doesn't seem innocent either?"

"The person above, Qingqing has said that there is no chance for us to be together. God, is this male god a scumbag or has a bad character? Although Qingqing said that he has no boyfriend or girlfriend, she didn't say that his character has no problems."

"I don't think it's possible that he has a character problem. If that's the case, with Master Jiang's personality, he would definitely say it directly. I'm very curious, what makes Master Jiang so embarrassed."

"Ahhh, is she going to confess? I'm more nervous than her now!"

"It's really brave to confess in front of so many people. If you were rejected, I dare not think about it..."

Jiang Yiqing's expression at this time: oO!

I am really convinced. I can't persuade him.

He looked at Tan Ran with a red face and said to the person opposite nervously: "Senior, actually...actually I like you, I want to be your girlfriend!"

At the same time, Jiang Yiqing covered his face with both hands and sighed hard. At this time, he looked like an emoticon: Death penalty.jpg

The male god was caught off guard by Tan Ran's sudden confession. He didn't say a word for a long time, mainly because he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he hadn't said anything for a long time, Tan Ran got a little anxious, and her voice was filled with tears: "Senior, why don't you say anything? Don't you like me?"

The male god's head was about to explode, and he had to say: "Tan Ran, I'm sorry, but we really can't be together."