Jiang Mier straightened her appearance a little and opened the door.
The person who knocked on the door was a middle-aged man in his forties.
The whole head was almost barren. Only the back of the head had some sparse hair.
Flapping ears, nose with lees, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a wretched expression.
A men's vest, a pair of knee-length shorts, and a pair of flip-flops.
There was also a tattered fan shaking in his hand.
The middle-aged man did not expect that the person who opened the door would be a stunningly beautiful woman.
He raised his eyebrows, and a pair of sneaky little eyes wandered around Jiang Mier's body.
This melon-seed face as gorgeous as a peach and plum, this plump and firm breasts, this willow waist that is not too big to hold, this round and sexy hot butt, these alluring legs that are short and close, this ingenious body
Exquisite little feet, these white and delicate crystal jade skin...
Tsk, tsk, saliva...
If you take a closer look, every one of her facial features is top-notch in the world, and you can't find any faults.
What's even more rare is that after the facial features are combined, they actually conform to the golden ratio of "three courts and five eyes" and "four high and three low"!
After a little visual inspection, he discovered that the beauty in front of him had an astonishing head-to-body ratio of 1:9.
I didn’t expect that I would see the legendary Nine-Headed Body here!
Even the ratio of the upper and lower body is exactly 5:8, symmetrical and coordinated, in line with the "golden section" law!
In shock, the middle-aged man only had four words left in his mind - perfect!
In the more than forty years he has traveled, he has seen all kinds of beauties, big and small.
But no one can compare with this flawless super beauty in front of me!
The middle-aged man became more and more excited and agitated as he watched. His whole body was filled with burning desire.
He smiled lustfully and rubbed his chin. His greedy eyes with endless desire sucked Jiang Mier from head to toe.
He kept saying: "Excellent, haha, really excellent..."
Jiang Mier felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. She said, "We have paid the water and electricity bills. Please come back next month to collect them."
She pulled her hand to close the door.
The middle-aged man pushed with both hands to save the chance to look at the beautiful woman.
"Miss, I don't collect water and electricity bills. My name is Wu Youyan, and I live in the yard of this old housing area. You can ask me to kiss little Yanyan or be a bad husband. I don't mind. Don't be shy,
Feel free to scream."
Jiang Mier snorted and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Hearing her ask this, Wu Youyan remembered his purpose.
He originally set up a couch on the roof of his old house tonight to enjoy the cool breeze.
But the night sky with clear clouds and stars suddenly became dense with clouds and there was loud thunder.
The aura of the divine weapon emanating from nowhere made the hairs on his body stand on end.
After sensing it for a while, Wu Youyan discovered that the source of this aura was in the old housing area.
I don’t know any immortal cultivator who is so bold and shows off like this in a densely populated area.
He had always coveted magical weapons, so he had to join in the fun no matter what.
Maybe there are immortal cultivators fighting here. When they fight to the point of losing both sides, I will follow behind and get the magic weapon.
With a happy plan in his mind, he looked for the breath and chased it. Unexpectedly, the breath disappeared without a trace in an instant.
So he had to knock on doors door to door, hoping to find some clues.
Walking to the corridor of this house, Wu Youyan vaguely heard a woman's cry.
Because he has been practicing some unorthodox techniques of harvesting yin and replenishing yang for many years, he has also heard the moans of various women.
But no one has ever let out such heart-rending screams.
There is a bit of tenderness in the madness, and there is also a bit of pain in the sadness.
The level of misery is no less than the endless screams of women during childbirth.
This kind of unconventional voice made Wu Youyan feel unprecedentedly excited.
He put the previous events behind him and just wanted to quickly find the owner of the cry and get her.
When Xun Sheng found this house, Wu Youyan was shocked.
That voice came from such a beautiful and charming creature!
His mind is not dirty. He was able to misinterpret Jiang Mier's extremely painful wail into something else.
This is exactly what it is: If you have shit in your heart, everyone will look like shit. If your mind is not right, the roar of a lion will be langous.
Wu Youyan had an obscene expression on his face, and looked at Jiang Mier carefully, and said in a false voice: "Actually, I am a cultivator. I just observed the stars at night and observed the heart of the sky, and suddenly I saw a sudden change in the wind and clouds. Apparently there are nine heavenly soldiers
In this world. Now I see the evil spirit on the young lady's face, and a disaster is coming. I'm afraid she won't survive until midnight."
Jiang Mier stared at the fan in his hand, and her heart tightened: This fan contains immortal energy, and it is obviously a magic weapon of the immortal family. Could it be that he is an immortal cultivator hiding in the world?
After looking at Wu Youyan's face for a while, Jiang Mier felt a little relieved.
Judging from his appearance, he is probably a lustful person who knows no restraint and is greedy for sexual pleasure.
Maybe you have learned some magic through some crooked ways, but if you go against the laws of nature and ethics, you will always suffer the consequences.
This kind of pustule is nothing to worry about.
When Wu Youyan saw Jiang Mi'er not speaking, he thought she had been fooled, and felt happy in his heart: I didn't expect this beauty in the world to be so easy to deceive. She is just a loser with IQ. I feel so good tonight, haha.
Unfortunately, Wu Youyan's wishful thinking was wrong.
Wanting to take advantage of the opportunity, he didn't even know who the beauty in front of him was, so he rashly touched the female fox's ass.
You can't touch the tiger's butt, let alone a cunning fox who is pretending to be a tiger's power?
How could the cunning Jiang Mier not know about his flirtatious nature?
Wu Youyan grabbed Jiang Mier's slender hand and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my brother is here. I know there is a place to ward off evil spirits and avoid this disaster."
Jiang Mier pretended to be horrified and asked: "Am I really in trouble tonight?"
Wu Youyan nodded solemnly: "If you are hit by a catastrophe, you will inevitably die. Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless you go to that place to ward off evil spirits and stay for one night."
Jiang Mier struggled for a moment and asked, "Mr. Wu, where is the place to ward off evil spirits? Is it far from here?"
Wu Youyan shook his head and said: "Not far away, it's at my house. I have set up an array to ward off evil and kill evil. No monsters or monsters can come in. As long as you go to my house for a while, you can avoid this disaster."
Jiang Mier's face was filled with doubts: "You couldn't lie to me?"
Wu Youyan chuckled and said, "I can tell from the frown on your face that you have done a lot of good deeds. That's why I revealed the secret to you. Whether you believe it or not, it all depends on you. I'll take my leave."
"Hey -" Jiang Mier stopped Wu Youyan, who didn't want to leave at all, "Mr. Wu, stay. I'll go with you."
"Really?" Wu Youyan's eyes shone, and he almost burst out laughing.
Then he was shocked to realize that he had lost his composure, and quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, pretending to be a wise man, and said: "You can trust my words, you are very wise, very good, very good..."
Jiang Mi'er smiled slightly: "Wait a moment. I'll call my husband and we can take refuge together."
"Okay, I'll wait... wait, what did you say?" Wu Youyan trembled, "Do you have a husband?"
"Yes." Jiang Mier nodded.
Wu Youyan was startled: Is this beautiful woman a married woman?
He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Mier's lower body.
Wu Youyan has always studied women. He took a quick look and identified them immediately.
No, this is obviously a virgin. Where did you get this kind of husband?
But I clearly heard her scream so loudly before. She should have a lover even if she doesn’t have a husband. Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense.
Humph, forget it. Even if she really has a crush, I will still take her home.
Wu Youyan rubbed his chin habitually: "This... is not good. Except for me, the one who sets up the formation, the evil-preventing and evil-killing formation can only cover people with excessive evil spirits. Most people will lose their life if they enter. Are you not afraid of your husband...
"
Jiang Mier originally wanted to use this to make him retreat in the face of difficulties. But Wu Youyan was so lustful that he refused to retreat but advanced instead, which was really shameless.
She chuckled and immediately adopted the second solution and said, "Okay. Could you please Mr. Wu, please wait outside. I will change my clothes later and go to your house."
After saying that, Jiang Mier closed the door and left Wu Youyan outside.
Wu Youyan felt so happy. In today's world, beauties who are so beautiful and easy to deceive are even rarer than pandas.
He paced back and forth in the corridor impatiently. His mind was filled with dirty thoughts.
But after waiting for more than half an hour, Wu Youyan didn't wait for Jiang Mier to come out.
He muttered to himself: Doesn't it take so long to change clothes? Yes, beauties like to dress themselves up beautifully. Of course it takes a lot of time to dress up.
Therefore, Wu Youyan continued to wait patiently.
After a while, there was a sudden commotion downstairs. It seemed that many people were walking upstairs with chaotic and crackling steps.
After a while, Wu Youyan saw a group of men in white coats hurriedly running up.
At this time, Jiang Mier happened to open the door.
When Wu Youyan saw it, he was immediately startled.
Jiang Mier's hair was messy, and there were bloody scratches all over her body. Several wounds were still bleeding.
"Miss, was it you who made the call just now?" When the group of people arrived, a man who looked like a doctor asked Jiang Mier.
Jiang Mier covered her face, sobbed and nodded.
The doctor turned to Wu Youyan and looked at him carefully: "Male, in his forties, with sinister eyebrows, rosacea, and swollen ears... That's right."
Wu Youyan was stunned: "What's wrong?"
The doctor asked seriously with a straight face: "Sir, did you make this young lady like this?"
Wu Youyan shook his head vigorously: "Of course not! I..."
"That's a very good answer." The doctor said to an intern next to him: "Years of clinical experience have shown that patients with paranoid psychosis generally cannot remember that they have hurt others."
Wu Youyan was furious and cursed: "You are crazy!"
The doctor continued to talk to the intern: "See? Mental patients are usually very sensitive to the word 'mental illness'. So when they hear similar words, they will subconsciously deny it and replace 'mental illness' with 'neurosis'.
He scolded us. Those who work in our profession should be compassionate and tolerant, and should not be like patients."
The intern listened carefully and kept taking notes with a pen.
The doctor added: "Actually, mental illness and neurosis are two completely different diseases. To put it simply, the former is mental disorder and unconsciousness; the latter is a general name for neurological diseases. As you know, mental patients have IQ problems.
Of course I can’t figure out the difference between the two.”
When Wu Youyan heard that they identified him as a mental patient, he shouted angrily: "I'm not a mental patient! I'm here to see this young lady!"
"Oh, that's good. I didn't expect a mentally ill patient to find a young lady?" The doctor said to the assistant on the other side: "Write it down. This is a sex-type case. Generally, mentally ill patients would not say that they are looking for a 'young lady.'"
.They usually say to find the 'eldest sister'. This patient is still quite conscious. I think there is hope for a cure."
Wu Youyan was so angry with them that he stamped his feet. He picked up his fan and tried to use magic to shut them up.
He just raised his hand, but he didn't dare to slap it down. It was taboo to use magic in front of ordinary people.
The doctor snapped his fingers. A group of people behind him swarmed up and pushed Wu Youyan to the ground.
Wu Youyan is also an immortal cultivator after all, and he is much stronger than ordinary people.
He struggled hard and pushed all the people away from him.
"Young man, I can't tell you are still a manic patient." The doctor pulled out an electric prod and pointed at Wu Youyan, "Everyone, come on together!"
After receiving the order, the group of people took out their electric prods and shocked Wu Youyan.
Although Wu Youyan is an immortal cultivator, he does not dare to violate the rules set by the Film Department.
If you attack them and cause trouble, you will be wanted by the film department for ten thousand years. It's not worth it!
In such a moment of hesitation, dozens of electric batons were already hitting him.
"Ah——" The screams could not be heard endlessly.
The faint blue electric light kept flashing in the dim corridor.
The doctor walked up to Wu Youyan, who had not yet fainted, and was very surprised: "This patient can still stay awake? He has such a strong spirit and will. As a reward, I will ask you one last question. Please answer carefully. We will decide whether to send him to the hospital based on your answer.
You go to a mental hospital. Excuse me, what is one plus one?"
Wu Youyan shook his body uncontrollably and said in a trembling voice: "Two..."
"Congratulations, the answer is completely correct!" The doctor stabbed Wu Youyan with an electric prod, "But you know too much."
Then, there was another crackling sound of electric shock.
"Hahahaha..." Watching the group of warriors bagging Wu Youyan and carrying him away, Jiang Mier couldn't hold it in any longer and leaned on the door, laughing until she burst into tears.
After finally regaining her breath, she wiped off the red paint on her body with a tissue, smiled and said to the doctor who stayed behind to deal with the aftermath, "Thank you for your hard work."
The doctor waved his hand modestly and asked with a smile: "Our acting skills are not bad? Did I recite the lines you gave me wrong?"
Jiang Mier gave him an approving look and said: "It's true to every word. You performed very well. When you go back, thank President Tang Yao for me. Of course, all comrades have also worked hard."
The doctor was flattered and gave a military salute in cooperation: "Serve Brother Achen!"