"Lao Fu, when has this been, do you still dare to take the job?"

Inside the Miyue Building, a bald man looked at Fu Laisheng, who had just put down his mobile phone, with a worried look on his face.

"Don't you know?

This is no accident!"

Before Fu Laisheng could answer, the bald man sat up straight from the sofa and said again, with anxiety in his tone: "Think about it, for so many years, nothing has happened to us in this Jiangcheng, but why ...... now?"

"I said, lion, your guts have become so small over the years? Is it too much of a stable life? We haven't seen anything in the world? There is no need for this!"

Fu Laisheng cocked Erlang's legs, shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly and said, at the same time, his eyes revealed a look of disdain for the lion sitting on the sofa.

"Besides, the people who can dial my phone are all introduced and recommended by acquaintances, and if something happens, I don't act like the king of Liao Yan, who has no rules for money. ”

Fu Laisheng once again disdained.

"It's not that I'm timid, it's not that I've had too many children, it's really ...... The blood spots of the Eternal Mountain of King Liao Yama on the front foot are exposed, and the nest of King Liao Yama on the back foot is gone, can you say that this is an accident?"

Looking at Fu Laisheng's expression, the lion shook his head slightly and said, and then leaned on the sofa: "Okay, if you don't leave, I'll leave first, you can do it yourself!"

Hearing the lion's words, Fu Laisheng pursed his lips and smiled, did not answer, closed his eyes slightly and stopped speaking.

When the lion saw this, he got up and slammed the door.

......

"This should be it!"

About two hours later, Zhao Yiran's figure appeared near the front of Miyue Tower.

Looking up, Zhao Yiran saw the teahouse with the words 'Miyue Building' hanging on it from a distance.

This teahouse is located in the scope of a newly built community that has just been handed over.

The surrounding facilities are not very sound.

Between the coming and going of personnel, most of them are workers who come here to decorate and unload.

"It's easier to get started, but it's really hard to talk about it if it's downtown......"

Zhao Yiran stared at the Miyue Tower, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of curvature.

Rustling~!

A small sound sounded, and the little ant crawled out of Zhao Yiran's pocket, down his legs, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Just as the figure of the little ant disappeared, the figure of the little spirit beside Zhao Yiran shook and shrank to the size of a soybean.

Holding Xiao Ling up from the ground, a faint fluctuation of spiritual power appeared on Zhao Yiran's palm, completely wrapping Xiao Ling's body and holding it in his hand.

In the faint spiritual power fluctuation of Zhao Yiran's palm, there was still a trace of ant's formic acid.

Then, Zhao Yiran walked slowly towards the Miyue Tower.

Da~!

When Zhao Yiran came to the gate of Miyue Tower, his palm moved slightly, and the aura mass wrapped around Xiao Ling flew straight towards the gate of Miyue Tower, and finally stuck to it.

Zhao Yiran's gaze swept over the gate of this Miyue Tower, filtering layer by layer, until he couldn't detect the existence of Xiao Ling at all with his sight and perception.

"I didn't expect the formic acid of the little ant to have such a function!"

Zhao Yiran was surprised in his heart.

"Toot ~!"

"Hey~Hey?May I ask if it's~ It's Master Fu!

I~I~I~I~I~ I've arrived!"

After a blind tone, Zhao Yiran, who was holding the phone, asked in a trembling voice.

"Just come up!"

Fu Laisheng's voice came out of the phone.

Just as the phone was hung up, Zhao Yiran felt an invisible fluctuation falling on him from top to bottom.

First a piece, then slowly condensed, and finally locked on his body.

This breath, in Zhao Yiran's perception, was a fluctuation that was different from his own spiritual power exploration.

To be precise, this fluctuation is closer to a mysterious atmosphere.

But not exactly.

In short, in Zhao Yiran's perception, this fluctuation is very different.

It's like ...... It's like adding chili noodles to mung bean soup and adding some coffee?

Zhao Yiran thought so in his heart, suppressed his desire to look up at the window on the second floor, and then raised his legs and approached the Miyue Tower.

On the first floor of this Miyue Building, there are rows of commodity cabinets, on which a few cans of tea are sparsely placed.

Although it was rare, Zhao Yiran's eyes swept over the label under the tea can, and he was really shocked by the price at the beginning of the word '10,000'!

A woman in a cheongsam stood at the counter, nodding and smiling at Zhao Yiran who entered the door.

Zhao Yiran nodded slightly and walked towards the stairs to the second floor.

"Sure enough, it's the power of the formation!"

When Zhao Yiran walked on the stairs from Miyue Tower to the second floor, he felt the fluctuations under his feet that seemed to drill into the soles of his feet, and Zhao Yiran said in his heart.

The gaze swept over the wooden staircase.

At the narrow corner, Zhao Yiran found a faintly visible regular pattern.

Looking at its appearance, it is similar to the lines on the bronze mirror I saw at the beginning.

Based on this, Zhao Yiran judged that the fluctuations that had just penetrated into the soles of his feet were the power of the formation.

Of course, all these feelings of Zhao Yiran are based on his existence in the spiritual sea, and if it is an ordinary person, it will not be perceptible.

Although he didn't know what the use of the formation on this staircase was and what it was for, in Zhao Yiran's opinion, with his own strength, he could disperse it from the soles of his feet with a casual wave of his hand.

But he didn't.

Because Zhao Yiran didn't know if he did this, would he disturb the upstairs Fu Laisheng.

At the same time, Zhao Yiran was also secretly congratulating on his previous arrangement.

If you let the little spirit ant carry it with you, I'm afraid that this moment has already made the gap between the Fu and the next life!

However, at this point, Zhao Yiran had already concluded that at least the mystery that appeared in the underground pool under Pang Yueying's slaughterhouse was the work of this Fu Lai Sheng.

The purpose is probably the same as my previous guess - a kind of cause and effect!

In this way, thus making a lot of money!

But in Zhao Yiran's view, this practice of blessing in the future can be said to be completely disregarding whether there will be casualties, and this kind of practice can be punished!

As Zhao Yiran walked upstairs step by step, his face gradually became cold.

"It's so Yaxing!"

When Zhao Yiran appeared at the staircase on the second floor of the Miyue Building, Xiao Ant had successfully entered the room marked 'Reception Room' where Fu Laisheng was.

At this moment, Na Fu Laisheng was wearing a silk gown and holding a red and shiny Buddha head bracelet in his hand.

On the body of the blessed afterlife, there was also a piece of pure yellow silk cloth, and I don't know what it was under the silk cloth.

Fu Laisheng, who was sitting cross-legged, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, as if waiting for Zhao Yiran's arrival.

Feeling the messages about Fu Laisheng sent back by the little ants, Zhao Yiran walked slowly towards the 'reception room' at the top of the second floor.