Celestial masters don't count

This old-style residential building is a typical pigeon house. As the name suggests, the rooms are very narrow and small, like a pigeon cage.Walking from the green area, you need to cross a path to reach the gate of the Pigeon House. The path is lined with weeds that grow to the waist and are densely covered with weeds.

Lu Xiujue and Mao Jiu walked forward one after the other, the sound of their footsteps was very clear in the dead of night, if they were ordinary people, they would probably be scared out of their wits by this weird atmosphere.

But Lu Xiujue and Mao Jiu are not ordinary people, they are very courageous.Not afraid of ghosts or people making troubles, at this time they are still in some mood to complain to each other.

Mao Jiu stroked her long braid, then coiled it around her neck.Looking up at Lu Xiujue who was walking unhurriedly in front, he suddenly poked his back with his index finger and asked curiously: "Mr. Lu, aren't you the head of the Lu family? There are so many things to do every day, why do you still have time to go to Yumeirong's place?" place to enjoy?"

Lu Xiujue's back was stiffened by the index finger behind him, and he quickly took several steps forward to avoid it.He didn't turn his head back, and asked without stopping, "Why are you asking this?"

The man is avoiding the question, he doesn't want to answer it.

Now that Mao Jiu has figured out the routine, when Lu Xiujue doesn't want to answer the question, he either asks it back or changes the subject, just like his master.

"I don't want to ask too much... I just want to know that people with a lot of money go to the bathing center to discuss business? Do you people in the city like to play like this?" One day he invited Master to enjoy it together, and at least he was here. Those who have passed the imperial capital and become urbanites have to return with style.

"Someday I will invite my master to enjoy it, to honor the elderly."

Bath center?

What kind of place is that, how can Lu Liushao not know?That Ecstasy Cave covered in layers of clothes that would fall off easily, what did Mao Jiu do there?What else does he want to do?At first glance, it looks like a stunned young man who has never eaten meat, do you know how to enjoy it?

Lu Xiujue's mind was in a mess, and a series of rhetorical questions almost made him angry.He was embarrassing himself, but he didn't know it.Letting Mao Jiu express his thoughts on the bathing center, he refuted and laughed a little bit in his heart.

Especially the one who laughed the hardest was also the one he was most proud of.Mao Jiu looks like a green onion. When the skin is peeled off, it is estimated that the green one is like emerald jade, and the white one is like white jade.Still learning to go to the bathing center?Why didn't he call it a full set of health care?

Lu Xiujue just laughed at Mao Jiu coldly in his heart, he didn't realize that Mao Jiu was a young child, he had a little princess-like cleanliness, didn't he?

"Mr. Lu, what do you think of what I said?"

Lu Xiujue said coldly, "It's not that good."

Mao Jiu was a little embarrassed, he actually didn't understand these entertainment items in big cities.It's not that he has never been to the imperial capital, it's not that he has never been to a big city, he has been to foreign countries.But he was doing business, and it was years ago.

At that time, he was still young, and his back and forth were all secret operations.When he was done, he immediately went back to the small closed village. To be honest, his impression of the big city came more from film and television dramas.

I asked Lu Xiujue for advice because I was not familiar with it, but I didn't expect that the other party rejected it indifferently and with a touch of sarcasm.It made him a little overwhelmed, just when he was scratching his nose and was about to stop talking and keep quiet, Lu Xiujue spoke.

The voice became a little soft, and I couldn't tell the difference unless I listened carefully.It was as if the sun had just come out in the morning, and the sunlight shone on the ice, only slightly warming it up, but it didn't melt at all.

"The bathing center is not a good place. If you bring your elders, you'd better go to some farmhouse to relax, or go shopping in commercial streets and shopping streets."

The corners of Mao Jiu's lips curled up slightly, serious but obedient: "Oh." Changing the topic, he asked again: "Mr. Lu, then why did you go to Yumeirong?"

Lu Xiujue said, "Didn't I say that I have the same purpose as you?"

Mao Jiulue recalled that Lu Xiujue had indeed said that in the room on the sixth floor of the bathing center.

"Oh, I didn't take it seriously. Didn't you mean that everyone is in charge of the business, is it really a day-to-day job? It should be that you can only sleep for four hours a day, and be a trapeze at other times."

Lu Xiujue twitched the corner of his mouth, the consequence of doing so would be that he would die suddenly.Cause of death, karoshi caused by lack of sleep.

"There are exceptions to everything."

Mao Jiu agreed and praised.

Lu Xiujue's face was almost twitching. It's hard for him to say that being the president of Lu's company is actually very idle.After all, Lu's is such a huge family business, which involves so many industries, and has formed its own set of operating organizations.Even a business genius would have to study for three or four years before he can fully manage the Lu family business. However, Lu Liushao disappeared for a few years after he came out of the closet, and for a few years he went to join the army.

It's been two years since he came back, and it's been less than two years since he actually took the position of Lu's president. How could he really be able to manage such a huge property of Lu's and deal with those busy jobs.Besides, he is not very interested in taking that position now, he will leave sooner or later, he is just a nominal president.

At most, Lu Xiujue's role in the position of Lu's president is to use the sharp blade with a sharp light as a deterrent, and by the way, to create an excellent and positive image of the family, and to pile up all the good adjectives, genius, elegance, noble, Tenderness...sometimes, that's how idols are born.

Lu Xiujue was used to commanding people. In the past, whether it was the years when he disappeared or the years when he joined the army, he was always the one who gave orders.The natural aura of a high-ranking person is that few people in the company can perceive the truth that he is a nominal president.

He is not busy, and he goes to work early every day at most to make a false impression, and runs faster than anyone else when he gets off work.However, he is very skilled. After get off work, he is relaxing at home or going to the bar to have fun. The employees who work overtime in the company think he is a workaholic.

The people below are really busy. Although Yu Xiaohui is Lu Xiujue's assistant, he is also very busy.After all, Lu's is not a place to raise idlers, Yu Xiaohui listens to Lu Xiujue's orders, and also to other people's orders, but Lu Xiujue usually doesn't order him to do things.

The only advantage of Yu Xiaohui following Lu Xiujue is that he can get off work on time when his boss leaves early.

But he wasn't going to tell Mao Jiu about this, and decided to keep it a secret for as long as he could.Lu Xiujue felt that Mao Jiu was not someone like him, so naturally he couldn't let him know about this kind of private matter.Mao Jiu was at odds with him at first, misunderstood that he was wearing that kind of clothes and laughed at him whenever he got the chance.If the truth is known, can he regain his majesty?

So at this moment, Lu Xiujue closed his mouth like a clam's shell, making up his mind not to reveal the truth.

He didn't know how he was feeling right now, just like a little boy seeing a little girl he likes and afraid of losing face in front of her.Not only to bully others, but also to maintain the illusion that he is better than anyone else—although Lu Liushao's excellence is not an illusion, but he feels that he can be even better, perfect or something.

Mao Jiu didn't know what Lu Xiujue was thinking at the moment, he only noticed that the broad back in front of him was getting straighter and straighter for no reason, like a poplar tree.It's not that he didn't stand up straight before, it's just that he is twisting his body now, which makes him feel as thick and upright as a mountain.

Mao Jiu didn't know that his entire attention was on Lu Xiujue, and his eyes gradually changed, from focusing on his momentum to his figure...

Lu Xiujue has a good figure, almost 1.9 meters tall.With broad shoulders and a doggy waist, long hands and long legs, the ratio is almost catching up with the golden ratio, and it looks full of strength.When moving and taking steps, it is like a leopard stretching its limbs, powerful, beautiful, elegant, and fast...

Mao Jiu stared at Lu Liushao's doggy waist and upturned buttocks, his eyes were slightly squinted, inexplicably showing a little sparkle in the dark night.

Lu Liushao's buttocks are plump and upright, and they look and feel particularly good.People with this kind of hip shape are said to be dedicated and affectionate, and most importantly, they are said to have a strong sexual desire.

Mao Jiu blinked, and blinked in a small range and frequency, and then looked away.His eyes fell on the grass beside him, and he slipped around and back to Lu Liushao's perky buttocks.Blinking his eyes in a small way and at a low frequency, staring for a long while and looking away, he landed on the dilapidated pigeon building in front... and slipped back in embarrassment.If so, repeat back and forth.

Mao Jiu's hand hanging by his side didn't move, his fingers trembled slightly, and his thumb and index finger rubbed back and forth.It is said that this action represents a desire in the heart, a strong desire.Mao Jiu's desire now is to hear some crisp sounds, such as 'pop' or something.Or let your hands pinch some soft things, such as soft meat, such as certain meaty places, such as... buttocks.

'Snapped! '

Mao Jiu startled the boss, thinking that he finally couldn't restrain himself and went up to take pictures.He took a big step back, thinking at least to avoid Liu Shao's angry pursuit, but when he looked up, he saw Lu Liu Shao staring at him with an unpredictable expression.

Lu Liushao's face looked very bad, it was all dark, although it was very dark now.There was no emotion in his eyes, they were completely dark, staring at Mao Jiu, it was strange and strange.

Mao Jiu was a little guilty, and didn't dare to meet Lu Liushao's eyes.Looking up at the sky, I found that when the dark clouds dispersed, the moon came out.Only then did I suddenly realize that the moon was very round, hanging in the sky like a big jade plate, the moonlight that should have been silver was shining down, taking advantage of the deep and silent Pigeon House and the green land covered with weeds, it was extraordinarily pale and eerie.

That sound was made by Lu Liushao clapping two palms together next to Mao Jiu's ear, and Mao Jiu's eyes were scorching hot.Anyone who wasn't dead could notice it, not to mention Lu Liushao was always very vigilant.Inexplicably, he felt that the place where that gaze lingered the most...was his buttocks.

"Look at what?"

Mao Jiu pursed her lips nervously, and looked up at the night sky pretending to be calm: "The moonlight is not bad."

Lu Xiujue glanced strangely at the pale and mournful moon above his head - against the background of the desolate environment, it was easy to think of scenes from ghost movies.A hundred ghosts come out at night, the moonlight is pale, and a beautiful woman with withered bones...

Mao Jiu also felt embarrassed, but he always saves face.Therefore, he has very rich experience in dealing with embarrassing situations. His face is expressionless, unfathomable, and he is extremely calm.

"I think it's very good."

Lu Xiujue said in a low voice, "Aesthetics are the same as temper..." Terrible.

Mao Jiu: "Mr. Lu, let's go in first."

They are now standing in front of the gate of Pigeon House. There is a painted iron gate at the gate, which is green indistinctly.The door was closed tightly, but if you look carefully, it is not locked.

This iron door is dirty at first glance.

Lu Xiujue frowned, his long legs ready to move.Mao Jiu hurriedly took a step forward, pushed open the iron gate first, walked in, faced the invisible corridor, and turned her head: "Mr. Lu, it's dark inside, follow me."

Lu Xiujue didn't respond to him, Mao Jiu felt strange and looked over.I saw Lu Xiujue staring at his hand, frowning tightly, and there was a wordless disgust in his eyes.

Mao Jiu was speechless, and stretched out his palm towards him.The latter reacted quickly and dodged, staring at him unkindly.Mao Jiu smiled: "Dirty?"

Lu Xiujue did not deny that Mao Jiu's hand that pushed open the iron door was covered with rust and spider silk, black and dirty.He said, "Don't touch me."

Mao Jiu couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and sighed again in her heart, Mr. Lu is really a precious little princess.

Lu Xiujue stopped him and said, "Hold out your hand."

Mao Jiu didn't know why, but she stretched out her hand and spread it out in front of him, under the moonlight at the same time.He found that his hands were indeed dirty, but there was no way to wash them under such circumstances.While he was in a daze, he suddenly felt his hand was brushed by something soft.Startled, my hand was about to retract.But as soon as he moved, his wrist was grabbed.

"do not move."

Mao Jiu looked down and found that Lu Xiujue was holding a silk handkerchief in his hand to wipe his hands carefully, inside and out.Raise your eyes and stare at the person in front of you. People say that looking at beauties under the lamp is actually more effective when looking at beauties under the moonlight.

Lu Liushao was good-looking, and the pale moonlight shone down, softening the sense of distance and indifference on his body, making this man seem to have jumped off a high platform.All of a sudden, it changed from being out of reach to being close at hand, becoming someone who can be touched and liked.

At this moment, it was probably due to the softening effect of the moonlight, and Lu Liushao lowered his head and carefully wiped Mao Jiu's hand, the tenderness seemed to seep from his bones.This kind of Lu Xiujue, like his name, is beautiful and gentle, with picturesque features.

"Hey! Wake up? Don't be in a daze."

Lu Xiujue shook in front of him, Mao Jiu blinked and regained consciousness.Looking down at his much cleaner hands, he couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Xiujue hummed nonchalantly, then threw the handkerchief in his hand to him, and said with disgust on his brows, "Take it."

Mao Jiu knew the reason and asked, "What's the matter? It's fine."

"dirty."

After finishing speaking, he passed Mao Jiu and walked inside. The corridor was very dark, so he turned on the light of his mobile phone.Mao Jiu caught the handkerchief. The handkerchief was much dirty. It is estimated that Lu Xiujue's cleanliness would definitely find it difficult to accept this handkerchief on him.

However, why didn't Lu Xiujue throw it away because he thought it was dirty?Forget it, don't want these.

Mao Jiu folded the handkerchief with some joy and put it in his pocket.After the handkerchief is washed, there is a reason to talk to someone more, after all, she is a little princess, she has many problems with being expensive, so she has to let it go.Anyway, he is borrowing under the eaves of others, so the relationship can be more harmonious.

Thinking about it, he walked inside.After catching up with Lu Xiujue's figure, they still walked in tandem.This is a pigeon building, and I wish I could divide more rooms and make more rooms, so the corridor can be built as narrow as it can be.

The corridor can only be passed by one person, the space is narrow and it is extremely quiet, the footsteps of the two are still very clear even if they are played lightly.The two of them climbed up floor by floor. I saw from the outside before that the pigeon building was more than ten floors high. The two of them climbed silently without speaking.The sound of their own breathing blended together in the quiet space, melting silently.

Mao Jiu counted in his heart, one flight of stairs is about ten steps, and two flights of stairs means a total of twenty steps are needed to go from the next floor to the upper floor.There are 74 steps from the first floor to the present, and a few more steps to the fourth floor.

He didn't stop, because of his physique, he was extremely sensitive to cold and dirty things, and of course the other party would also be afraid of his physique.However, sometimes when dealing with ghosts or dirty magic, he can become a radar-like existence.

From the first floor to the third floor, it is very quiet and clean.But on the fourth floor, he didn't know.

Mao Jiu walked forward all the way because his physique was sensitive to those things, but what about Lu Xiujue?Why did he keep walking up without thinking of stopping or searching every room? Generally speaking, ordinary people do have such thoughts.

I would rather work hard to find it in the stupidest way, and it is impossible to miss any chance to find the target.But Lu Xiujue didn't. He went straight up, without hesitation or pause every floor.

The most important thing is that he has the mobile phone to track the whereabouts of the dead cat. Lu Xiujue has no idea where the target is.

Mao Jiu was puzzled, but he didn't say anything.It is estimated that if asked, Lu Xiujue would 100% not answer.

When he stepped on the fourth floor for the last time, the yin and cold dead air immediately penetrated into the body along the soles of the feet, and after less than a second of freezing, he was immediately killed by the extreme yang fire in Mao Jiu's body, screaming run away.

Mao Jiu paused for a moment, looking at the corridor on the fourth floor. The corridor was hidden in the darkness, as if twisting and leading to hell.The moonlight is all cut off outside, and it can't shine in at all.

He hesitated a little, but found that Lu Xiujue continued to walk without a single pause. At this time, he had reached seven or eight steps, and Mao Jiu called him to stop.He turned around and looked down at him.

"Aren't you cold?" As soon as he asked, Mao Jiu suddenly realized that he was asking a stupid question.To put it bluntly, those yin and evil cold qi are actually evil qi. Apart from extremely yang yang qi, there is evil spirit that can drive away evil qi.

Lu Xiujue said: "It's midsummer now, the nights will only be hot, not cold."

Mao Jiu rubbed his nose and said, "Let's stop here for a while. I think there is something wrong with the fourth floor. Let's go and see—"

"Take out your phone."

He had the whereabouts of the dead cat in his mobile phone, and when he took it out, he knew that the dead cat was not on the fourth floor.

Mao Jiu pursed her lips and silently looked at the condescending Lu Xiujue, somewhat stubborn and persistent.

Lu Xiujue frowned, he thought Mao Jiu was a cold and rational person, who knew that he would be confused at such a critical moment.Don't those unnecessary kindness have to be occasional?

"Mao Jiu, you should be clearly aware of a very important point, what is our purpose."

"I know that our purpose is to find clues to the gold thieves, and the most important thing is to know how they drive the walking dead." Because only by knowing the method of driving the walking corpses can we determine who the other party is.Thousands of years of inheritance and strict control over the method of driving the walking dead, now they only need to know the technique and they can roughly know the inheritor.

but--

"There is a problem on the fourth floor, I suggest checking it out."

"The corpse cat is on a certain floor above, and the woman who drove the corpse is also on it. If you want to know which sect the other party is from, it is better to fight against the other party than to catch a corpse cat and study the way the other party drives the corpse. If you fight against each other, you can quickly determine which sect the opponent belongs to. It's easy to deal with. What should I do if the opponent runs away if I'm wasting time on the fourth floor?"

Lu Xiujue said a series of words, but he didn't seem to be angry at all, and remained calm the whole time.A calm statement and a calm analysis are even more frightening.It was a sense of distance, a sense of distance that stretched across the Milky Way, dragging the distance that had just been drawn in all of a sudden, far away again, without mercy.

Mao Jiu felt stuffy in her heart, and her breathing was a little uncomfortable.He thought he was unhappy, so he turned cold and said, "Mr. Lu, if you don't want to stop on the fourth floor, you can continue walking up."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that we separate. You go to find the gold thief, and I will stay on the fourth floor to check. If you need my mobile phone to track the other party's whereabouts, I can give it to you."

Mao Jiu said "you" in one mouthful, unlike the initial sarcasm, unlike the respect and intimacy later, it was as cold as ice.

Lu Xiujue found that he didn't like this kind of coldness, and hated Mao Jiu's "you".Therefore, his face turned completely cold, and he looked at Mao Jiu with some vague disappointment, and he said coldly: "It's up to you."

Turn around and continue upstairs.

Mao Jiu frowned fiercely, unconsciously exerting force on the phone.Then he took a deep breath and turned to face the cold fourth floor.He chose the opposite path from Lu Xiujue.

The relationship between these two people showed some signs of easing up, but who would have thought that it had hit rock bottom again at this moment.

It's just that at this moment, apart from the anger in their hearts, the two of them couldn't help feeling a little more disappointed and sad, like the light smoke rising up and fading in the air soon.