The Consequences of Dancing on the Ex-Husband's Grave

This article will be published on v on February 28th. The pre-released article "Being a National Master in Liaozhai Fanfiction" hopes everyone will support it! ! A certain mackerel is dead. For a time, the three great joys in life: promotion, getting rich, and the death of his wife, all fell on a certain handsome hat guy. The "Hat Man" was so happy that he opened a bottle of his favorite red wine to celebrate and went to the mackerel grave to dance. Unexpectedly, when he was about to fall asleep happily that night, a biting chill spread from his back to his forehead, and a sinister voice sounded beside him: "chu——ya——" A certain chirper said: "…………" As a result, the next day, at the port Mafia leader handover ceremony, as the new leader, he was gloriously late. Not only that, in the following days, he understood the meaning of "I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost." The bastard Dazai relied on the fact that he was a ghost and only he could see him, so he started to do whatever he wanted and "do whatever he wanted"... Port Mafia Headlines: #Why does the new boss blush frequently during meetings? #Why is the boss roaring for no reason in the toilet? # #In an office with only one person, why does the boss make strange noises? # #Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? # Demining: 1. If the leader in the line is Zai (Taizhong) 2. Deputy CP Gojo vs Hisahito 3. Character design OOC! ! ————Received in advance———— "Being a National Preceptor in Liaozhai Fanfiction" Nantao, a charlatan. Once I traveled through time, I entered a Liaozhai fanfic. The foxes in other people's chat rooms are all: "Thanks to my benefactor for saving my life, I am willing to give my life to you." And the fox he met said: "Great Chuxing! King Chen Sheng!" Other people's fairy tales: ghost foxes repay favors, immortal turtles give treasures, and the unresolved love between humans and ghosts... His chat: "A warlock? Can you make elixirs? The kind that can't be tricked." Nantao, who had just crossed over and had nothing, decided to go back to the path of being a half-immortal and continue to deceive and abduct to survive. "Sir, can you tell me your fortune? Do you think I can eventually be on par with Brother Taibai by writing poems?" Nantao made a casual calculation: "Yes." Unexpectedly, it was accurate! Later he found out that this man's name was Du Fu. "Girls crying at night are often heard in the abandoned house on East Street. Please do something, sir!" Nantao went and drew a Taoist talisman at random, and it actually worked! It was then that he learned that the girl whom he had enlightened with the psychic talisman was named Lin Daiyu. Today I will help Huo Qubing get rid of his calamity, tomorrow he will help Wang Bo get rid of his evil spirits, and the day after tomorrow he will cleanse Wu Dalang of his curse... Nantao muddleheadedly became a slightly famous figure in the industry. One day, the eldest son Fusu's house was haunted by ghosts, so he was invited to come. Nantao looked indifferent: "I am very expensive." A certain eldest son: "I pledge myself to you." Mission: Life is precious