On Saturday, I met under a commercial building, and I looked up at the magnificent high-rise building with more than 100 floors, and I had an inexplicable sense of comical in my heart - now metaphysics can be entered in such a high-end place. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The elevator rose to the 32nd floor, and when the door was opened, there was a large LED backlit board standing on the snow-white wall, with the words "Dream Back to Tang Dynasty Numerology Service Co., Ltd." When I saw this sign, my jaw dropped. Still "dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty"? Do you want to cross over? "Numerology Services Limited"? How is the Industrial and Commercial Bureau registered?

Seeing that my eyes were about to fall off with my mouth wide open, Yu Youyou coughed dryly and said, "Pay attention to quality, pay attention to quality." ”

"Hey, why didn't I pay attention to quality?" I turned around to glance at her, only to see a middle-aged man in a suit standing at the end of the hallway.

"Uncle Tang, long time no see!" Yu Youyou said and trotted over with his high heels.

"Okay, hahaha, you're okay too! Secluded, it's getting more and more beautiful! The middle-aged man's loud voice was full of energy.

This is "Master Tang?" I quickly took a closer look. In my impression, everyone who does this should be like in the old Hong Kong film, in an old alley, a dim hut, lit with incense, pasted with charms, offering to unknown gods and Buddhas, like Lin Zhenying, wearing a Taoist robe and a mustache. The man in front of him, about fifty or sixty years old, wore rimless gold wire leg glasses, his hair was gel, he was meticulously caged back, wearing a suit and tie, and shiny leather shoes, dressed like an entrepreneur. Hey, these days, fortune tellers and ghost hunters have opened companies to be big bosses, and I'm really eye-opening.

I thought to myself in the back that Youyou and Master Tang had already entered the door. I hurriedly followed up to find out, maybe I could really see for a long time.

When I walked through the door, I ...... I don't know how to describe this feeling, it seems to be surprised and lost, so boring and more curious. Why is it so complicated? Because the scene in front of me is too unexpected and too reasonable.

This is an ordinary office, with a suite in it, the whole room is spacious and bright, the windows are bright and clean, and the tiled floor is clean enough to show people. In the outhouse is a president's desk, with a boss's chair behind it, bookshelves on both sides, and a few thick books and a few wood carvings. There are two calligraphy paintings on the wall in the center, one is "good at diligence" and the other is "quiet and far-reaching". On the opposite side of the president's desk is a set of Japanese sofas, with a coffee table in the middle of the sofa and a set of tea sets and newspapers. The back room has its doors closed, so you can't see the inside. Looking at this decoration, I only feel that I am more like I am here to negotiate business, rather than secretly engaging in "feudal superstition" activities.

"Youyou, Miss Fang, sit." Master Tang, no, Uncle Tang politely beckoned us to sit down, skillfully fiddled with the tea set, and after a while, poured two small cups of tea, pushed it in front of us, and then handed over a business card, which said "Dream Back to Tang Dynasty Numerology Service Co., Ltd., General Manager: Tang Jianguo". Belch...... Founding? I thought it should be more alternative and more shocking names, such as Tang Bohu, Tang Xuanzong and the like.

"Uncle Tang, the matter is probably what I told you, you can ask Ono for the specific details, and Ono will answer carefully. Isn't it? Yuyu touched my arm, and I quickly nodded yes.

"Okay...... Good. Uncle Tang leaned back, lifted Erlang's legs, and wrapped his fingers around his knees. Oh, what a talking posture of Chairman Mao. "Miss Fang, you said that you encountered it during the tour, this ...... Weird babies? ”

"Uh...... Actually, this one is...... "......I don't know why, but at the beginning of this, I didn't have the slightest desire to talk about it. In fact, it's not just the one-eyed Master Tang in front of me, but anyone else, even if it's Manji's father, I will be powerless. Seeing that they couldn't understand me at all, I felt a sense of despair from the bottom of my heart, and then I didn't want to say anything. As for Youyou, we are so close that we have talked about everything since we were children, and we are willing to listen and believe whatever the other person says.

Yu Youyou looked at me as if she was stuck in a memory but didn't speak, and touched my arm anxiously. When I came back to my senses, I realized that we were here today to pay for "storytelling", how could we be so emotionally troublesome. So he straightened his attitude and said: "Actually, the origin of all these problems seems to be related to a mobile game. ”

"Mobile games?" Uncle Tang obviously didn't expect my answer to be so special, and he was so surprised that Erlang's legs were lowered. Yu Yu also looked at me expectantly.

"Yes, a mobile game, a game called 'Snake Wars'. My day ...... "In this way, I told Master Tang what had happened, and more than an hour had passed after I finished speaking, and I only felt dry mouth.

Master Tang stared at the phone I pushed over, a little dazed (I don't know when, the game of Snake has been installed on my phone, and I can't delete it). Master Tang pinched his fingers and calculated, took a breath, changed his hand again, pinched it, and saw a drop of sweat quietly slipping from the corner of his forehead, it was originally a hidden place, I don't know why I saw it so really.

"Well, I see, you guys go back first. I'll look into it. I don't send it. Master Tang got up and went to the back room as he spoke, leaving me and Youyou looking at each other.

"What's going on?" Yu Yu was inexplicable, and he didn't give up, and went to pat the door of the room again, "Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang?" Open the door, what are you going to do with Ono's affairs? "But there was not a single movement in the room.

"Forget it, let's go back." I pulled her, but she still banged on the door unwillingly, and I made up my mind to drag her away.

Out of the building, he stood at the corner of the street and scolded: "Liar! What a bullshit master, it's all a scam! ”

I bowed my head and said nothing, feeling a little uncomfortable. Although from the beginning, I was skeptical about this person, but I still poured some hope into it, and in the end, such a result was indeed unacceptable.

Youyou saw that I was silent, and persuaded me in turn: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, this doesn't work, let's find something else." I asked my mom, you know, her communicative skills, not to mention one master, she has ten. Don't be disappointed. ”

Looking at the gloomy and anxious look, I only felt warm and warm in my heart, and I have no regrets about having such a friend in this life.

"It's okay" I pretended to be relaxed and pinched her face, "Let's go, let's eat duck claws, it's rare that our Dr. Yu has grown up to learn a real skill, and he has cured my 10,000-year-old disease, let's celebrate!" As he spoke, he pulled her and strode forward.

In the evening, I washed up early and put on a mask, leaned on the bedside to watch "Tomb Robbery Notes", and the wonderful plot was linked one by one, which made people want to stop. When he saw Wu Xie and Wang Fatzi falling into the blue-eyed fox's illusion and killing each other, he suddenly felt a sigh of breath in his ears, and then heard a voice say softly: "Aren't you afraid?" I instantly got goosebumps and looked back, but there was no one around. Manji's father was still busy in the store, and only Manji was lying on the ground and falling asleep. I didn't dare to move my hands and feet when my hands and feet were cold, and I pricked up my ears to carefully discern the source of the sound, whether it was a hallucination or not. Suddenly, in the silence, the bell rang loudly, and I screamed in fright and covered my head with the quilt. Manji was awakened by my sudden scream and barked. I calmed down a bit, poked my head out of the quilt, and saw that Manji had come to the bedside, snorting around with his big tongue out. I breathed a sigh of relief, touched Manji's head to soothe it, and then picked up my phone to see who was calling, only to see a string of unfamiliar numbers. I hesitated, picked it up, and carefully "fed" it.

"Miss Fang, I know what's going on, can you come over now?" A familiar baritone said with a blank look.

Oh, it's Master Tang?

"Now, Uncle Tang? It seems to be a little late, or I'll ...... tomorrow."

"It can't be tomorrow, it's very serious, you hurry up, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster!"

Nani? Another plague of blood? I nervously listened, "Oh oh, that's fine, then I'll come over now." ”

"Right now!" After speaking, the other party hung up the phone neatly.

This phone call completely disrupted my comfortable mood, I hesitated to turn out the faint number, broadcast it, but hung up before connecting. I thought about it, let's go by myself, if there is really any danger, I don't want to involve Youyou. Thinking about it, I rolled over and got up, changed my clothes, and went out.

There weren't any cars or people along the way, probably because it was a bit late. Very smoothly, I drove to Uncle Tang's downstairs. When I got out of the car, I habitually looked up, because the buildings are rented out to various small businesses and small companies to use as office buildings, so at this time, most of them have turned off the lights and left work, and only a few windows are still lit. I silently pondered which window Uncle Tang's company was, but my phone rang.

"Hey, Miss Fang, haven't you arrived yet?"

"Oh, Uncle Tang, I'm already downstairs, come up right away." Hanging up the phone, I walked briskly inside.