Witch's handsome man's workshop

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My mother is a witch!

Don't get me wrong, she is not like the witch in Harry Potter who only recites a spell with a wooden stick, or rides a broomstick all day long. Of course, she can't cure the real agent (in fact, if this really works, I would like to use it to cover my uncle's bank password!).

Strictly speaking, my mother is an oriental witch!

Stop again. She is not the kind of guy who wears white and red and shoots arrows with her hair tied with white rope, let alone shouting with a white paper coin and silk there: "The evil spirit retreats!" ( In fact, I really want to try this on my aunt, but think about the consequences, forget it!)

What do you say? In fact, my mother is a witch (nonsense!), but she is a saint of the almost lost witch in China. It is said that she is strong enough to curse a whole city (fortunately, she is not a terrorist, otherwise...). Why is it said? Because she died after giving birth to me, and my father disappeared two months before I was born. After that, it seems that there was only one divorce agreement in the letter.

It was because of my parents' irresponsibility that let me spend a miserable childhood with my uncle and aunt. It was not until I went to college that I got out of their clutches!

Of course, as the orthodox heir of the witch saint, I will definitely have some witchcraft. For example, when it's hot, a gust of wind blows for me, which can save air conditioning. When it's cold, there are two fires in the air (as a result, I almost burned the house and was kicked out by the landlord. Finally, there was nothing I can do. My aunt Xuan bought me a house for me. It's a blessing in disguise, and then that's it...

My summoning pet, he not only likes to sneer at me, but also always gloates. The most excessive thing is that he likes to tie a black bow tie around his neck and wear B. In fact, there is no problem to tie the bow tie to the neck. After all, the bow tie is originally tied to the neck. The problem is that it is a white earthworm, and it... has no neck...

After talking for a long time, it seems that I didn't introduce who I was. My surname is Linger, and I am ten years old. As you know, I am the son of the saint, the owner of the earthworm, and a half-baked witch. As for my profession, in the popular term, I am a freelancer. Specifically, I am a writer who codes on the Internet. What I have to do every day is to chat with readers on the Internet, cheat with editors, and fight to the death with blank documents...

To sum up, what I care about is not how strong my magical power is and how powerful my summoning pets are, but how high my novel clicks are and how many subscriptions I have, because this will directly affect my quality of life. After all, my aunt and aunt have emigrated to Switzerland now. In case something really happens to me, it is really There is no way to save it.

Maybe everyone is wondering why I only have a little witch power since I am the son of a witch saint? In fact, it's not surprising at all. After all, my mother died as soon as I was born. Although my aunt was also a witch, her magical power naturally disappeared when she got married, and naturally there was no way to guide me, so my current achievements are already gifted, and my ancestors burned high incense...

But even if there is no witch power, I don't care. After all, I don't have the adventure and ambition of the protagonist in the novel. I think it's just to live a quiet life. However, since I received the express package that day, my life has changed significantly, and There is the following story.

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