I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"I remembered, I'm going to the nineteenth floor too."

Lu Jian smiled and walked into the elevator again.

Cold sweat oozed from He Jiaoyang's forehead.

What the hell is this man doing!

Oh, he was just messing around, that's all right.

Wait, if Lu Jian went upstairs with him, wouldn't that be exposing that he got involved?

He Jiaoyang thought for a while, or pretended that he didn't bring the key, and called the landlord. During the waiting time, maybe he could take advantage of Lu Jian's social skills to visit his house?

His brain has never worked so fast, probably under heavy pressure, people's thinking will become active.

The process of going up the elevator has never been so painful.

He Jiaoyang looked at the advertisement for clothes on the advertisement screen in the elevator, and always had the illusion that the expressions of the people inside had become hideous.

Ding Dong

The elevator reached the nineteenth floor, and He Jiaoyang stepped out of the elevator.

He quickly glanced at the four households on this floor, and they seemed to be quite clean. He wondered if there was anyone there.

To tell the truth, I have been using a lot of timbres recently, both Android and Apple.

...Yes, cat's eyes, you can see if someone is there through the cat's eyes!

Soon, He Jiaoyang discovered that the cat's eyes in one family were black, which meant that there was no one in this family!

I treat myself as if I live here, so no matter how hard I knock on the door, there will be no response.

Even if the truth is revealed at that time, it will be treated as if I just moved in and admitted to the wrong building!

As expected of me!

He Jiaoyang came to the door of that family and started his own performance.

"...Eh, I don't seem to have a key with me?"

He tried his best to recall the acting skills he had learned in music classes in elementary school, middle school, and high school, so that he would not look so jerky.

He Jiaoyang knocked on the door, his heart thumping.

He was a little thankful that there were quite a lot of people in the community outside, and there were some noises coming, otherwise, the sound of his own heartbeat would have been very obvious at the entrance of the corridor.

"I'll call the landlord, hey, what a bad luck."

He Jiaoyang smirked, then picked up the phone and moved away from Lu Trim a little.

At this time, Lu Jian took out the key.

He inserted the key into the lock of the door that He Jiaoyang knocked just now, and with a slight twist, the anti-theft door creaked open.

"???"

He Jiaoyang was still debating which lucky friend to call who could cooperate, when he saw this scene, he was immediately speechless.

"You, how do you have the key?"

he asked subconsciously.

Could it be that Lu Jian is not only playing tricks, but also stealing things?

He Jiaoyang's pig brain has been overloaded.

"Because I'm the landlord."

Lu Yi opened the door, and inside was a well-decorated two-bedroom apartment without any renovations.

"Have you been cheated? Some intermediaries combined with the second landlord to deceive people."

Lu Jian smiled and asked back.

"Ah...I don't know..."

At this moment, He Jiaoyang didn't know what to think about in his head.

Lu Jian is the landlord?

He bought this upstairs?

and many more.

The reason why there are no paparazzi in this neighborhood is that Lu Jian bought all the rented houses around where he lived?

How can he be so rich?

Uh, well, he is indeed quite rich, and the sum of the houses in these buildings may only be the global box office of his movie for a day or two.

"Do you have barbecue?"

Like the master, Lu Yi put the barbecue on the table, turned on the light, spread out the lunch box, and ate a bunch of grilled chicken skins.

Oh, he was already the landlord, so that's all right.

He Jiaoyang stared blankly at Lu Jian's actions, not knowing whether he should run or stay.

He was standing in the corridor. It might be a bit slow to take the elevator now, but it should be no problem to run the stairs.

Facing Lu Lian in the room, He Jiaoyang was at a loss.

Lu Jian patted the sofa next to him.

"Sit down."

He Jiaoyang acted like a ghost, and after thinking about it afterwards, he seemed to be possessed by something, walked into the room, and sat next to Lu Jian.

"The roast mutton here is very good, it's fat enough, but it doesn't look smelly."

Lu Yi handed him a bunch of delicious roast lamb.

He Jiaoyang took the mutton skewers numbly, not knowing whether he should bite down or not.

"Which entertainment weekly magazine are you from? Or a reporter from a small newspaper. These days, there are very few stunned young reporters who come here without knowing anything."

Lu Yi inserted the straw into the milk tea, took a sip, and asked.

"...uh, I, I'm an exorcist."

He Jiaoyang told the truth.

He has already given up on treatment, so he can do whatever he likes, and it will be over if it is bad.

Anyway, Lu Jian is like this, and his life and death are still in the hands of the other party, making it difficult to fly.

He Jiaoyang even started to eat mutton skewers, as if he had killed his head.

"Exorcist?"

Hearing this, Lu Jian looked He Jiaoyang up and down.

I don't know if it was He Jiaoyang's illusion, but Lu Jian's eyes were emitting a little fluorescence just now, and he thought it was just the reflection of the city lights.

"How did you find me? I shouldn't have any demons to drive away, right?"

Lu Juan smiled, took another sip of milk tea, picked up a bunch of roasted gluten, and bit off a piece, that made He Jiaoyang hungry.

"...Actually, there are quite a lot."

He Jiaoyang looked at the coffee table next to Lu Ban, there seemed to be a black shadow there, like a cat squatting next to the barbecue, looking like it wanted to steal a meal.

On Lu Jian's shoulder, there was still a cloud of black mist entwined, gradually outlining a bloody mouth, which was about to devour He Jiaoyang in the next moment.

Even more terrifying was Lu Jian himself.

In He Jiaoyang's yin and yang eyes, he is like a pitch-black vortex, filled with all kinds of indescribable tentacles, mucus, eyeballs and flesh and blood. It was as uncomfortable as being inserted into it with a red-hot iron rod and stirred wildly.

He felt his sanity burning.

===530. Those who are always ignorant will always be happy===

"In this world, there are some things that are happier if you don't know them."

Seeing this, Lu Jian suddenly raised his hand, and wrote a few words on He Jiaoyang's forehead with a silver pen in his hand.

Can't see.

He Jiaoyang suddenly felt that his surroundings seemed to be dark. Whether it was the cat on the coffee table, the bloody mouth on Lu Lian's shoulder, or the abyss-like Lu Lian, they all disappeared.

His burning rationality also cooled down, and He Jiaoyang felt sick for a while. The mutton skewers he ate just now were squirming in his stomach like wriggling flesh and blood, making his throat dry for a while.

"What's wrong with me?"

He Jiaoyang groped around, and suddenly, his vision recovered.

He didn't dare to look up at Lu Jian, so he could only stare at the barbecues.

Fortunately, these barbecues should be normal things. .

Grilled chives, fried pork lungs, grilled mutton kebabs, grilled palm treasure, grilled butter, grilled baby vegetables, He Jiaoyang even started counting those barbecues in order to divert his attention.

hungry.

"It's okay, I won't let you see it for the time being."

Lu Jian patted He Jiaoyang's shoulder.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Jian.

Everything on the coffee table and on the shoulders disappeared, and Lu Jian also changed back to that handsome boy.

"Tell me why you are looking for me?"

Lu Juan handed He Jiaoyang a bunch of roasted palm treasures.

"Eat something spicy to refresh your mind."

"How do you know that eating spicy food can refresh your spirits?"

He Jiaoyang asked strangely.

"I think so."