lost soul

In the intercity of B city, a suburban road stretches far away. Not far from the road, there is a cement wall with small advertisements sprayed with paint or lacquer. The wall surrounds an open space on all sides, where weeds are overgrown. , The sand piled up, like a wasteland.

There was a loud bang, and amidst the flying sand and rocks, a chic three-story building appeared, falling in the wasteland.

Saito poked his waist, and said in amazement: "It's amazing, you are so small here, but you can actually hold such a big thing."

Duan Baopu quickly added a trick to avoid being seen by people passing by, and it is not good to spread the word.

The small door made of ash wood is engraved with plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, as well as flying dragons and phoenixes, but there is no door handle and no keyhole.

Pei Ci had a brain hole, and asked curiously: "How does this open the door? Are you reciting a spell?"

Duan Baopu smiled, lightly touched the door panel with his fingers, a light appeared, then connected into a line, twisted back and forth, and connected with each other.

Without thinking too much, he leisurely connected two of the wires together with his fingertips, and the door creaked open.

Duan Baopu then explained: "This door was designed by me. Every time the door is opened, a different formation will be produced, both high and low level. Only after unlocking it can the door be opened."

Saito exclaimed that it was only a pervert who figured it out, "Then what if you can't figure it out?"

"Oh. What else can I do." Duan Baopu invited them in, "When I was young, I often couldn't untie it, so I slept by the gate."

"Hahaha, isn't this shooting yourself in the foot with a rock?"

The style of the first floor is refined and elegant. The picture of Hanxue fishing alone is hung on the wall, and the blue and white porcelain vase with orchids is placed on the table. There is a faint fragrance and smoke.

Pei Ci looked up, down, left, and right, and commented: "It looks like a place where old people live."

Saito sat down on the sofa, pointed at the expensive tea set, and played a game of chess and said, "The old people don't live like this anymore, go to the square dance."

Duan Baopu felt guilty, he looked into Pei Ci's eyes and asked, "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, you can change the style."

"No." Pei Ci walked over, touched his chin and looked at the chess game, touched a sunspot, and clicked randomly, "I haven't finished talking yet, this place is very quiet, very suitable for retirement."

Said that Pei Ci didn't know where to go, and smiled.

Duan Baopu breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the kitchen behind the stairs leading to the second floor, rummaged through the cabinets, found nothing but tea leaves and dried lemons.

"Let's go buy some daily necessities later. The water and electricity are not connected here, and there is nothing." Sitting next to Pei Ci, Duan Baopu glanced at the chess game, and suddenly realized, "Huh, the game has been broken?"

Pei Ci didn't take it seriously: "I know a little bit about this."

"I feel like you can do everything. As expected of everyone's background, you usually attach great importance to self-cultivation, right?" Qi Teng raised his legs, squinted his eyes and said, "Thinking about me, I know nothing, except for my integrity."

Duan Baopu said with a pooh, "It's fine if someone pets you."

Seeing that the topic was about to be brought to Gu Yan again, Saito hurriedly changed his mind to talk about other things: "You don't have electricity or water here, what will you do at night?"

"There are mud puddles outside, go and wash them."

Duan Baopu was not serious, but Pei Ci asked them to move out because it was him this time, so he made a detailed plan: "You can eat outside for dinner. Bathing is a problem. I just saw that there is a water pipe here, it seems to be It was specially pulled here to build a house here. As for boiling water, leave it to the little Taoist priest.”

Duan Baopu said: "Okay, listen to you."

Saito's mobile phone still had 20.00% battery left, and he struggled to ask: "What about the lighting and charging?"

Pei Ci spread his hands and said: "Cultivate your body and mind, wash up and go to bed early, you can go outside to feed the mosquitoes and watch the stars."

Saito: "..."

"Don't worry, I have a generator here." Duan Baopu said.

"What... what machine? Generator? You still have this?"

Duan Baopu coughed, and said with an unnatural expression: "My brother stuffed it for me."

Pei Ci nodded, it must be the younger brother.

With a generator and even diesel, Duan Baopu threw it outside the house, and Saito rolled up his sleeves and said that he was good at it, so he went to wire it.

"Then let's go shopping for other things." Duan Baopu said.

Saito waved his hand, telling them to go quickly, don't disturb his self-expression.

"Well, remember not to close the door, or you won't be able to get in."

Not far from the wasteland is the bus station, Duan Baopu and Pei Ci are sitting there waiting for the bus.

Summer is hot, and the wind blows more and more sweat, and Duan Baopu has a fever constitution, and he will be covered in sweat after sitting there for a while.

The short sleeves were attached to his body, and Duan Baopu's muscular lines could be clearly seen through the sweat-soaked material, with a perfect figure.

Pei Ci stared at it for a long time before looking away, "Why don't you go back and stay? I think you are a little afraid of the heat."

"It's okay." Duan Baopu squeezed his short sleeve and pulled it up a little, revealing his strong abdominal muscles. He stuck out his tongue and said, "Jen Ren is over. But what happened to Pei Ju?"

They came back this time because of Pei Ju's matter.

"I'm not sure. I asked him many times, but I changed the topic." Pei Ci sighed and said, "Junior brother, his health is not good in summer, so I'm afraid he will put too much pressure on the younger brother and let the younger brother's body bear it." No."

"So he is probably in your house?"

Pei Ci nodded and said: "Since he was a child, he has forced his junior to read various prescription books, and let his junior and junior students taste various herbs. He only does these things in the house, after all, he loves saving face the most."

Duan Baopu wiped off his sweat, "I'll accompany you to have a look there tomorrow."

The bus came just in time, and the air conditioner inside was on, Duan Baopu was satisfied.

In a dimly lit room, with a faintly visible face, Cheng Ping tugged on Cheng Jue's arm, wishing he could stick to him.

Cheng Jue frowned slightly, but instead of pushing Cheng Ping away, he patted Cheng Ping on the shoulder to comfort him.

A hoarse voice said in the dark, "What do you want? No money, no power. I'm not a shooting star for making wishes."

Cheng Jue put his arm on the table in front of him, folded his hands, rested his chin on it, and said with a smile, "What if I say I want you?"

The man sneered and didn't even want to speak again.

Cheng Ping's eyes widened, and he pinched Cheng Jue's ass.

Cheng Jue frowned, curled his lips and said, "It's boring. Can you change your fate?"

"Oh, you thought you were writing a novel?" The man said disgustedly, "I can't do it."

"Then curse the head office for me." Cheng Jue lowered his request.

"If you want to do something, you should do the things explained in the email first."

"Okay." Cheng Jue stood up, and Cheng Ping also stood up.

"I hope you will keep your promise then."

After Cheng Jue finished speaking, he hooked Cheng Ping with his arms and nestled into his arms.

The man sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the darkness dissipated, and Cheng Jue and Cheng Ping were still lying on the bed in the hotel.

With the beauty in his arms, Cheng Ping turned over and pressed her over, Cheng Jue took the initiative to strike, and the two had a good time.

The author has something to say: slightly changed the small bug that appeared earlier.