The day I lived with the fox demon

Chapter 1 The Mysterious "Box"

Fang Ming, 25 years old, is a college student who has graduated for two years. He is a top student in a major art academy and is currently staying at the school as an intern teacher.

Height 178, weight 65, smooth and fair face, exuding a sharp-edged indifference; deep black eyes, glowing with charming luster; thick eyebrows, high nose, beautiful lips, everything is there It exudes nobility and elegance.

His father died in a car accident when he was in his 40s, leaving behind an antique auction company, at least conservatively estimated to be worth 1000 million. Although it is a single-parent family, there is a company left by his father and a lot of savings at home, even though his mother is only a full-time worker. Mother, it is enough for him and his mother to live a prosperous life.

After graduating, Fang Ming has been living in a rented house not far from the school, while his mother lives in a villa in the suburbs. The same city is more than ten miles away.A few days ago, Fang Ming's ancestral house in the city center was being demolished, so his mother called him and asked him to deal with the things in the ancestral house.

Originally, everything in the ancestral house had been evacuated long ago, and it had been auctioned off by my father when he was young, and became the capital to make a fortune.Fang Chen shied away twice with the excuse that his school was busy and the curriculum was full, but under his mother's firm request for the third time, he had no choice but to go to the ancestral house to deal with the aftermath.

Fang Ming was actually not busy during his time at school, because the summer vacation was coming soon, and the college students mainly studied by themselves. Occasionally, the school sent one or two trainee teachers to teach, but it was just for show.

Although Fang Ming's family background is rich, but from the point of view of the novel, he is a "knowledgeable, courteous, modest gentleman". He does not smoke, drink, gamble or whore. In addition, he has a sunny and handsome appearance. Many girls like him, even in such a networked 21st century. , Received no less than dozens of love letters.

But he has never watched it, not because he doesn't like girls, and it's not because he is frigid, but because he always feels that the girls he meets and sees lack something that attracts him, not because of their looks, but because of their family conditions... The throbbing in my heart, right?Fang Ming thought so.

So, yes, someone is still a virgin.Even though his mother had arranged for him nearly ten blind dates, every time he glanced at the other girl, he never looked at the other girl again. He still thought that many girls and the other family members thought that Fang Ming was "pretending to be a big name... and had a girlfriend" ?... The man has a problem with his function

, do not lift? ...Could it be that he likes men, conforms to the trend of the times, and is gay? "

Fang Ming's mother knew that her son was indifferent since he was a child, he didn't like to talk, but only loved to draw, so she just smiled and explained to others, "Ming'er has a girl he likes, hehe..." In fact, she sighed secretly in her heart, "Let him go, The eldest is not young anymore, let him do whatever he likes, he is old, I can't care anymore..."

"Boom..." A burst of smoke and dust rolled up with a large piece of bricks and tiles falling down. Fang Ming stood outside the ancestral house and saw the scene where the excavator was checking out. He immediately didn't want to go in. The dust is particularly conspicuous.

Reluctantly covering his nose and squinting his eyes, he entered the scene. The ancestral house had collapsed by a third, and the left side had been replaced by smoke.Originally, without the signature of the owner of the house, it cannot be moved. This is obviously forced demolition?As for the legal rights and interests, it seems so vulnerable in the face of the "housing reform policy" represented by officials.

Entering the hall of the ancestral house, I took a quick look, nothing was left behind, and then ran to the house on the right, and after a circle, there was nothing, except for some walking stone slabs, but when passing the slate, Fang Ming seemed to trip over something. I fell, almost fell, I wanted to check it carefully, but I didn’t hear the horrible sound of "boasting, rumbling" excavators outside, and said in my heart, "Life is more important", so I stopped worrying about this trivial matter.

However, after inquiring about the ancestral hall, Fang Ming still made three episodes. After praying three times, he hurried out of the rental house, but he didn't notice that the wall of the ancestral hall behind him seemed to shake a few times...

Sitting out of the ancestral house, Fang Ming went back early after rushing to "sign, draw and pledge", but heard the news of the traffic jam on the road of the developer's lawyer, so he had no choice but to wait not far from the demolition site. After learning about "singing a song for 2 hours", the person in charge arrived late.

"Obviously the evaluation said it was 585 million, but the contract only said 385 million. What does that mean..." Fang Ming looked dissatisfied at the calm and calm lawyer in glasses, resisting the urge to hit someone.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang, it was indeed 585 million before, but you know, we spent a lot of money on dealing with the above, taxes, errands and other expenses. If you want to know the details of the expenses, you can apply for a lawyer to check Ming..." The four-eyed lawyer said with a smile, but it made Fang Ming feel like "vomiting".

(Human nature is really like this, the novel is not exaggerated at all, the world is like this, if you agree, raise your hand to collect it, and be a girlfriend with me...)

Too lazy to talk to this kind of person, Fang Chen gave this gentle lawyer a hard "hum", and when he was about to sign with a pen in his hand, a boy suddenly came from the front, "Mr. Fang Ming, Mr. Fang Ming, we were just now When excavating the ancestral hall of your ancestral house, the demolition workers found something, take a look..."

Seeing an honest man holding a black object in his hand, Fang Chen took it, "Huh? A wooden box about half a meter long and 10 centimeters wide." Then he moved closer to his nose and sniffed, and he clearly felt a wooden box. The fragrance of the color spread into the ears, nose, and mouth, and the resentment just now was swept away, and the condition was obviously much better. "There is no dust at all when it was taken out of the wasteland. Could it be an ancestral treasure?"

While Fang Ming was thinking, the four-eyed lawyer stared straight at the box in Fang Ming's eyes, "It must, it must be golden nanmu that is more than a thousand years old, and the fragrance can be smelled several meters away. If you get it, the developer will give you at least 100 million more, that's a ten-year salary..."

Fang Ming, who came back to his senses, had long since discovered that the lawyer of "Gentle Fox" took the contract and signed his name hastily, and then "smiled shyly" and said, "Thank you for signing the letter just now..." Shove the contract into the hands of the lawyer who is still intoxicated with dreams, then turn around and leave, leaving behind the gentle man who has reacted.

However, the man who handed in the things also saw the incident between Fang Ming and the lawyer. He slipped his feet and "run away" when Fang Ming was leaving, leaving the glasses lawyer with no one to vent his anger on. It was only when he got angry that he "snorted" and walked away.

(Wonderful in the back...)