Mr. Fu is always too annoying

The speaker was Fu Qianyuan.

He stood in front of Fu Tong, the distance between the two of them was so close that Fu Tong could even hear his breathing.

Fu Tong didn't respond, and took a step to the left without opening his eyes, trying to bypass Fu Qianyuan and go out.

As a result, as soon as he moved, Fu Qianyuan also moved over there, blocking him there again.

Fu Tong frowned: "Get out of the way."

Fu Qianyuan looked at Fan Xiu as if he didn't hear it, "Where are you going?"

Fan Xiu shrank, and said the matter in a voice so small that it was almost inaudible.

After listening to him, Fu Qianyuan hummed: "I'll go with you."

Several people were taken aback for a moment, and when they came back to their senses, they were so moved that they were about to cry.

Their bosses have been in office for a few months. Except for a notice to Fu Tong at the very beginning, they are basically in a state of being elusive and no one can find them.

Not easy not easy.

But Fu Tong's mood was not so good.

He glanced at Fu Qianyuan: "In this case, I will give you the address, so I won't go."

Before the end of the last word fell, Fu Qianyuan's voice sounded: "Then I won't go, stay and talk with you."

Several people:"……"

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong was really shocked. He originally thought that Fu Qianyuan's painting style would be abnormal only in places like WeChat where others couldn't see it. He didn't expect that now in front of so many people, he could still be so shameless and frank. swing.

He couldn't help but look back, and several people from the Monster Bureau huddled there with lowered eyebrows, pretending to be addicted to thinking, neither saw nor heard anything.

But that doesn't help.

The dodging eyes have completely betrayed their hearts.

Fu Tong completely lost his patience: "What do you want to do?"

"I said it." Fu Qianyuan met his eyes and said word by word, "I want to get back together with you, and I want to take you home, even if you don't want to do this now, I think we can still talk at least .”

Fu Tong pursed his lips.

Then I heard Fu Qianyuan speak: "Or, in your heart, you and I have reached the point where we can't even talk? Fu Tong... I don't think so."

Fu Tong fell silent.

He couldn't refute Fu Qianyuan's words. In the past 240 years, apart from the relationship with his ex-boyfriend, there was a deeper relationship between him and Fu Qianyuan.

--family.

Just like Wen Rong and Wen Lang, family members.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Fu Qianyuan didn't continue to make a sound, but only winked at Bai Tang.

Bai Tang understood, although he was very timid, he still walked over bravely, and said to Fu Tong in a low voice: "Tong, Brother Tong, let's go to Bo Nan's place first? It would be bad if we go late."

Fu Tong glanced at him.

Bai Tang swallowed, his rabbit ears fluffy.

Fu Tong is a deep fluff lover, most of the time he has nothing to do with such small animals, now seeing Bai Tang like this, the time is the same as when he first came to the monster game, he can't say anything serious.

At this time, Fu Qianyuan also spoke again: "Go over, I won't follow you, but... remember to be careful."

When he said this, his brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and his voice was soft.

Many years ago, when Fu Tong went out to find other monsters to learn from, he could always hear his voice.

A little bit of worry, a little bit of connivance, a little bit of confidence in her own cubs.

Fu Tong was startled, and when he looked up again, Fu Qianyuan had already moved a few steps to the side to make way for him.

For a moment, Fu Tong felt somewhat uncomfortable.

However, this emotion only lasted for less than three seconds. After three seconds, Fu Tong stood up straight and left the door of the Monster Bureau without looking back.

The few people behind hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly followed.

**

Bo Nan's home is at Unit 1501, Unit [-], Building [-], Longjingyuan Community.

The reason why Fu Tong knows so clearly is because he also lives here, only one building away from Bo Nan.

Several people entered the elevator and pressed the floor.

The red numbers on the elevator jumped little by little, and stopped at the fifteenth floor after a beep.

The elevator door opened slowly.

The lights in the corridor were not turned on, and it was a little dark. The sign lights of the safe passage were faintly glowing with green light, which seemed a bit gloomy inadvertently.

Fan Xiu glanced at it, and said in a low voice, "I think if Bai Tang followed, the rabbit ears and tail should be scared out by now."

Bai Tang is a rabbit spirit, non-violent Vajra Rabbit, average strength, timid by nature, so he is stationed in the monster bureau all the year round, and basically does not go out to work.

Of course he didn't follow this time.

Fu Tong was absent-minded all the way, and now he just casually responded to Fan Xiu's words.

Of course Fan Xiu knew the reason behind this, and after exchanging glances with Rao She, he didn't speak again, and got out of the elevator together behind Fu Tong.

And almost as soon as he went out, he faintly heard a singing voice.

The voice was mellow and interspersed with intermittent hissing, like the old radio used by the old people, but the singing was very clear, which was extremely weird.

Listen carefully, it happens to be from 1501.

The three of them walked over, and the closer they were to the door, the clearer their singing voice became. In the end, it felt like someone was singing beside their ears.

Fan Xiu held the doorknob and turned it, then looked back at Fu Tong: "It's locked."

Fu Tong didn't say a word, and with a flick of his finger, a pitch-black knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards the lock.

The knife fell halfway, but was blocked by Fan Xiu.

Fu Tong raised his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Fan Xiu held the knife carefully: "There are regulations. In this case, an application must be submitted first, and the door can only be forced to open after obtaining the approval stamp."

Fu Tong had an expression of teasing me: "Are you joking with me? In this case, I'm afraid there will be no one left after the chapter is finished."

"But, but this is really not okay... If you violate the regulations too much, you might be expelled."

Expelled?

That feeling is good.

Can't ask for it.

Fu Tong expressionless: "Hand, let go."

"..."

Fan Xiu looked at him pitifully, but he didn't have the fluffy attribute bonus, and the person in front of him was completely unmoved, so he let go of his hand angrily.

Fu Tong raised the knife again and dropped it.

"Ka—"

The metal lock was torn apart, and the lock cylinder popped out directly.

This time there was no need to twist, Fu Tong pushed lightly, and the door slowly opened.

The surrounding voices suddenly became clearer.

Three people looked over.

The lights in the room were not turned on, but it was very bright, because there were candles burning all around, the candles were the most common red candles, a small one, supported by the number, it actually gave the feeling of being brightly lit .

In the light, there is Bo Nan in Tsing Yi.

She stood there on tiptoe, and when she saw Fu Tong, she smiled at him from afar: "It's not afternoon yet, are you here to listen to my opera?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the same singing voice as on the radio.

Fu Tong turned the knife in his hand and also smiled: "Yes, what do you want to sing?"

Bo Nan flicked his sleeves lightly: "Chunqiu Tomb, do you like it?"

As soon as the first three words were uttered, Fan Xiu straightened his expression.

As an ancient book with more than 4000 years of repair, he knows a lot of things, and he also has a little understanding of Peking Opera.

Most Peking operas use singing to tell a story, but "Chunqiu Tomb" is different, what it expresses is pure death.

The visitor is not good.

but……

Fan Xiu sneaked a glance at Fu Tong who was playing with a knife next to him, and felt that this boss should be even more unkind.

As soon as this idea appeared, the surrounding candles suddenly flickered, and in the flickering light and shadow, Fan Xiu saw Bo Nan smiling.

Only the whites of the eyes remained in the pupils, and the corners of the mouth were twisted and weird.

The next second, the room was pitch black.

Fan Xiu was startled: "Rao She!"

Rao She had already squeezed a handful of talisman papers when he came in, and heard that he took out a lighting talisman from it and stuck it in his palm. As a result, he had just read a sentence when he heard a crisp sound. The headlights came on.

The two looked up together, just in time to see Fu Tong retract the knife, and wiped the handle carelessly.

Looking at the switch next to the door, there is a slightly sunken hole above it.

The boss is reliable!

Fan Xiu and Rao She instantly had the feeling that they were going to win this round, but when they looked back, they suddenly found that Bo Nan had disappeared.

The place where he was standing was empty, only the candle oil left after burning countless candles, mottled on the ground, like old blood.

Fu Tong's voice sounded at the same time: "Look up."

The two raised their heads subconsciously, and after seeing the scene above, they took a sharp breath of cold air.

Bo Nan was there.

His limbs were bent upside down and he climbed on the ceiling, his facial features were distorted, the ink on his face melted into the color of blood, and the reflected eyes with only the whites of them were even more eerie.

After realizing that they had already seen her, Bo Nan smiled strangely, and crawled towards them on all fours.

Quick action.

Like a spider.

The visual impact is extremely strong.

Fu Tong frowned: "Within 3 minutes, get her out of Bo Nan."

Rao She nodded, but most of the talisman papers thrown in the past were blocked back by Bo Nan's water sleeves.

Not to mention Fan Xiu, he has become a master of ancient books, and he is also a civil servant in the Monster Bureau.

Bo Nan was not stopped, and quickly climbed above Fu Tong, with her sleeves hanging down, leaving less than ten centimeters away from Fu Tong's face.

Fu Tong raised his eyes slightly.

Bo Nan stared at him with only the whites of his eyes, and slowly opened his mouth with the same singing voice as before.

"Fu Tong, I know what happened to you before, so..."

She smiled, her voice suddenly raised a bit.

"How about we make a deal?"