Become a legend in Hong Kong

In the mirror, the bearded 'Yan Chixia' bared her teeth, stuck out her tongue, crossed her eyes, and made all kinds of grimaces, her moral integrity completely gone.

The real Yan Chixia will definitely not damage her image. The one in front of her was transformed by Liao Wenjie using the transformation technique. Because she was new to this technique, she couldn't change her delicate face, so she could only transform into a rough face like Yan Chixia.

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and touched the bun on his head, pulled off a long hair on his slightly bald forehead, and then pulled off a beard. Then he released the transformation spell and revealed his original appearance.

As the transformation spell is lifted, long hair becomes short hair, and long beard becomes short stubble.

"Yi Yongmao is indeed there, but Yi Gu's body transformation is a little less interesting. Yan Chixia was ten centimeters worse than me, but she didn't show it when she first transformed."

Liao Wenjie secretly thought to himself that this is what is bad about magic after all. Unlike martial arts, as long as the money is in place, the proficiency will follow.

"Wait a minute, if I can practice it to the point where it's easy to change my body and bones, wouldn't I be able to become... hmm hmm!?"

He raised his eyebrows, a little eager to try it, but there was no other meaning, just like a child who gets a new toy and is always full of curiosity before the novelty wears off.

Besides, no one knows anyway, so there’s no shame in changing.

"Change it!"

After reciting the mantra silently in his mind, Liao Wenjie changed into Xiaoqian's appearance. He is familiar with this body, has measured its dimensions, and is confident that it can become the same.

The result was very unfriendly and a huge difference.

In the mirror is a thin man with an average build, long flowing hair, slender hands and feet, and a neutral face that is only 70% similar to Xiaoqian.

There are two eyes and one nose in the whole world, and a three-point difference is a world of difference. If Liao Wenjie hadn't known who he was using as a template to use his transformation technique, he wouldn't have been able to recognize who he was in the mirror.

Of course, I can't recognize it now and suspect that I have become a new intern.

After dispersing the transformation technique, Liao Wenjie was not discouraged. Just like the spring breeze and rain, it was only half an hour after he started learning the spell that he could transform into an ambiguous one. He was already a gifted person.

As for his body not changing, that's normal. He's not a pervert. There's no reason to hide in the bathroom alone and change those two lumps of flesh.

If it's really rare, you can find it in the villa.

"Hey hey hey..."

He hadn't been close to a woman for more than half a year, and when he thought about it, he suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. He rubbed his hands and put on his nightgown, and tiptoed out of the door.

…

At four o'clock in the morning, a dazed Cheng Wenjing discovered that there was someone else beside the bed. She was so frightened that she woke up on the spot, and her throat was broken when she opened her mouth.

"Uuuuuuu——"

"Don't make a sound, it's me."

Liao Wenjie pressed his broken throat in time and turned on the bedside lamp with his other hand.

"Ajie, why are you so sneaky, like a thief, and...hey, what happened to your hair?"

Cheng Wenjing wanted to complain about disturbing her dreams, but suddenly she noticed that Liao Wenjie's hair had grown longer, and his bangs covered his eyebrows.

"Men are just like weeds. If you don't care, if you look at him again after a while, you will most likely find that he has changed." Liao Wenjie explained, reaching into Cheng Wenjing's pajamas.

"No, but I saw you yesterday. Wasn't it like this?"

"The ancients said that if we see each other for three days, we should treat each other with admiration. If we don't see each other for one day, it is very reasonable and logical for my hair to grow longer."

"That shouldn't be...wuwuwu————"

————Speed-limited roads, please keep a low speed when cornering————

At around six o'clock, Liao Wenjie sneaked out of the room, leaving Cheng Wenjing behind who was in desperate need of sleep to replenish her strength.

He was full of energy and put on modern clothes. He kept the original clothes as a souvenir. After eating the breakfast brought by the butler, he had his hair done by the barber at home and drove towards the company.

Some time ago, because the road to refining the mind for the second time started, I temporarily went into retreat for ten days. I had a lot of things on my hands that I had not dealt with.

Moreover, I have been gone for more than half a year, and many trivial things are vague in my memory, so I need to become familiar with them as soon as possible.

For example, he couldn't remember whether the housekeeper Norimaki asked for toilet paper or a book just now.

On the 18th floor, Sanjie Paranormal Consulting Company, Liao Wenjie opened the door with the key and confirmed that the decoration project was at the end. He called Lao Wang to inquire about the arrival of the furniture.

Lao Wang said everything was OK. He tracked the progress of the project around the clock. He currently has five reports from the furniture company on hand and brought them to the company today.

Originally, the furniture and other large and small items were all accounted for by Manager Gao's decoration company, and they provided them for free. However, the furniture was mediocre, quality aside, and the style was seriously inconsistent with the overall decoration.

Lao Wang knew that Liao Wenjie was not short of money, so he contacted several powerful furniture companies in advance and prepared several backup plans.

After hanging up the phone, Liao Wenjie sighed that Lao Jianghu was reliable in doing things. He went to the top floor of the 36th floor and sat in Tang Zhudi's office for a while, and suddenly found that he was a little idle.

"We haven't seen each other for half a year. Let's invite a few acquaintances out for dinner..."

The near-term plan was finalized, and Liao Wenjie decided to take a vacation. In the early stages of the opening, he would communicate with friends, build a sense of presence, and wait for his tools to send him tasks.

During this period, he specialized in the practice of transformation and centering spells.

After Sanjie Supernatural Consulting Company opened and its reputation spread, and a lot of supernatural events came to his door, it was time for him to squander the system rewards.

In the classification of the system, martial arts are not divided into families, but martial arts can be upgraded with financial resources, while Taoist skills can only be practiced hard by oneself.

Therefore, even though he knew that the Thirteen Taibao's training in the Golden Bell Shield was very promising, he was too lazy to spend time practicing those top-notch kung fu skills.

One skill costs 100 points, and eleven skills plus smelting only cost 2,100 points. If he hadn't been afraid of emergencies and didn't have the extra financial resources on hand to deal with them, he would have spent money to refine them.

Moreover, if you have time to practice martial arts, wouldn’t it be better to use it to practice Taoism?

"Hey, Uncle Feng... Yes, it's me, Ajie... I have nothing to do and I want to treat you to a meal. I remember you were fishing in Dongpingzhou, how about I come over... Hello, hello!?"

"Strange, why did I hang up the phone immediately when I said I was going to Dongpingzhou?"

Liao Wenjie didn't know why, so he thought about it and called Jingyuan again.

Previously, he and Jingyuan formed a team to catch ghosts in Fenglin Building. By chance, the ghost gate of the underworld was opened, and they called Leon to come to the rescue. When Jingyuan saw Leon Benang, she was so frightened that she turned away and left. After that, the phone was turned off for a long time and she could not get through no matter how hard she called.

"Hey, Master Jingyuan, it's me... As I said, of course I am alive and well, otherwise I would have made a long distance call to you from the underworld... Yes, all your magic weapons and props are at my house. Let's have a meal tonight. …”

After hanging up the phone, Liao Wenjie curled his lips helplessly. Jingyuan said that she would come to see him later. She still had hundreds of rituals to attend to, so she would leave after getting the magic weapons and props.

As for eating...

I’m too busy today, I’ll definitely try another day!

Jing Yuan was frightened by Leon, fearing that he would bump into the bad guy again while eating. Liao Wenjie didn't say much. To be fair, if he hadn't known Leon when he first started on the road and was familiar with that weird ghost-catching strategy, he wouldn't have said anything. Will doubt life.

They built a wall with cement and milk to block the door to the underworld; they beat people with folding stools until they came back to life. The most outrageous thing is that they even beat people until their clothes were intact.

On a good day, Liao Wenjie didn't want to meet a psychopath, so he called Zhou Xingxing and said he would treat him to dinner tonight.

Zhou Xingxing did not refuse someone's invitation. He hinted to Liao Wenjie that because he was too aggressive in solving crimes as an undercover agent, his superiors were a bit overwhelmed and specially gave him a short vacation, so he was free every night for the next seven days.

I want to eat farts every night!

Liao Wenjie hung up the phone and was shocked to find that all his NPC friends were living a comfortable life recently, and none of them were unlucky.

so terrible!

"Everyone is safe and well, what use do I need from you?"

Liao Wenjie sighed with emotion, a group of immature NPCs, it's okay if they don't take the initiative to send out tasks, and even if they call them, they won't even ask for a meal.

After a few more calls, he opened the phone book to see if anyone else had slipped through the cracks.

After a while, I caught one.

Zhang Lihua, the thirty-eighth generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi, has a pair of long-legged mixed-race royal sisters.

These legs, bah, this eldest sister has nothing to say about her looks and figure, but her husband’s fate is too scary. She killed eight husbands in a row and remains a widow until now.

Liao Wenjie didn't have the guts to risk his life. He had always kept away from this eldest sister, fearing that he would be too good and the other party would be unable to restrain himself and actively pursue him. And he was a well-known gentleman who would not refuse a beautiful lady. invitation.

Once he comes and goes too frequently, he is very likely to lose hundreds of millions and then his life.

"So, she married eight times in a row despite knowing that she was ruining her husband's life. Actually..."

It is most unethical to hurt people behind their backs. Liao Wenjie decided to ask questions face to face and called Zhang Lihua. She was very surprised. She had recently received a difficult supernatural incident and agreed to meet tomorrow afternoon to discuss it in detail.

"A well-organized person can be a helper wherever you look. Why would you want to cooperate with me?"

After ending the call, Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and figured out the reason after thinking for a while. Just as he had guessed before, the long-legged sister was greedy for his body.

…

Night, second floor of the bar.

Meng Luo dragged her body that was about to fall apart and slowly walked to the shower room, complaining that Liao Wenjie was the reincarnation of a tractor and that she had not seen her for only three days, as if she had never seen a woman in her life.

"This shows that I care about you!"

Liao Wenjie rubbed his hands and walked to the shower room. The red thread turned into a rope and easily opened the locked bathroom door.

There will be a big sister to seduce him tomorrow. He will do a few more aerobics tonight to extend the sage time. Then he will not be afraid of the opponent's methods.

Cheng Wenjing's combat ability is really average. If he breaks it, no one will be responsible for recruitment. In line with the tool-man economy, recycling... ahem, it is based on the principle of cherishing the fragrance and cherishing the jade. His tractor with the cow label can only come here. It’s time to plow Mengluo’s land.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Meng Luo slept until she fell unconscious. Liao Wenjie secretly pulled her hands away, changed her clothes and rushed towards the villa in the mid-level area.

It's not that he is too bad, on the contrary, he is too loyal.

Suddenly I remembered that Judy Tang had suffered from insomnia and nightmares. She couldn't sleep well at night without him by her side. How could a brother be considered a human being if he didn't even help us with this small favor?