Director Huang and his nephew sent Lu Jiaming home, and before leaving, comforted him not to think too much and to rest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother Lu, there's a customer meeting tomorrow for you—" Xiao Luo reminded.

Director Huang glared at him, "It's okay, Jiaming, don't pay attention to this kid, ask for leave if you are not feeling well, and I will say hello to the personnel department for you." ”

But as that customer, I originally came in the name of ace sales.

Xiao Luo opened his mouth, looked at the man who sat down under the incandescent lamp and said nothing, and still echoed his uncle's words: "Yes, Brother Lu, you have a good rest, I will come to see you after work tomorrow." ”

Until the two walked out of the high-end community, Lu Jiaming didn't say a word.

Xiao Luo sat in the car and held the steering wheel, a little worried: "Uncle, why do I think something is wrong with him." "The one who is silent has an ugly face to death.

"It can't be evil, right?" Xiao Luo's eyes flashed, "I watched those ghost movies on TV like this, by the way, he was fine before he went to the garden, talking and laughing-"

Director Huang slapped him on the head: "What nonsense! Now is the 21st century, what is the ...... of evil or not?" he suddenly remembered that the current century is also a century of coexistence of yin and yang.

As a peaceful area, Dragon City was the least affected by the peace agreement, and everyone's lives were so peaceful and peaceful that they forgot that there were humans and ghosts under the same blue sky not far away.

Is it really provoking something unclean?

Xiao Luo rubbed his head and didn't dare to say anything wronged, and then he heard Director Huang groan for a while and made a decision: "That's it, don't go home today." ”

"Huh? Uncle, you're going to drive me away? Don't, uncle......"

Director Huang glared at him: "Nest-like!" I asked you to accompany Lu Jiaming tonight, and I don't know what will happen to him......" I always feel unsure.

Although Lu Jiaming is a little conceited, he still takes good care of Xiao Luo, and Xiao Luo has no objection to this decision and quickly nods in agreement.

"Then I'm leaving, uncle."

"Well, you go ahead and be honest in someone else's house."

Xiao Luo laughed: "I know, uncle, I'm not a child anymore." ”

Under the gaze of Director Huang, Xiao Luo entered the community again and took the elevator to the floor. As soon as he went out, Xiao Luo's eyes lit up.

Hey, why didn't Lu Jiaming even close the door.

"Brother Lu, I'm back, my uncle and I don't worry about you, I said to accompany you tonight-" Xiao Luo walked in, only to see that the room was filled with black fog, and Lu Jiaming on the chair raised his head when he heard this.

Xiao Luo was choked by the black fog and tears came out: "What is this?" "Smoke? Ah, no, Lu Jiaming was stimulated to commit suicide by turning on the gas?

He covered his nose as he walked forward.

"Brother Lu, calm down."

No, why is it slimy under your feet?

Xiao Luo lowered his head, but his sight was monopolized by the black fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but Lu Jiaming in front finally reacted and walked over the moment he looked up.

Lu Jiaming's face was gloomy, and his facial features looked dark and cold in the black fog.

Xiao Luo was a little scared: "Lu ...... Eldest brother? ”

A strange wind blew and slammed, and the door behind him was shut.

Xiao Luo was taken aback, feeling his body tremble, and what was even more terrifying was that Lu Jiaming suddenly pounced, grabbed Xiao Luo's neck with both hands, his knuckles were white and purple, and his whole face was gray.

"Brother Lu, what are you doing!"

This is not a human hand at all, Xiao Luo felt a cold and stiff when he broke free, a living person's hand would not be like this!

Evil......

The crow's mouth came true, the last string in Xiao Luo's mind broke, and he struggled desperately with his eyes wide open.

"No, no...... Let me go...... Lu Da...... Lu Jiaming......"

Lu Jiaming's expression was blank, black occupied his pupils, his whole person looked like a puppet lurking in the dark world, his hand strength was getting bigger and bigger, and the bones under his hand were about to be crushed almost in the next second.

"Shhh...... ...... hiss" Lu Jiaming's mouth was buzzing, and what was he saying, Xiao Luo didn't have time or mood to distinguish it, and the lack of oxygen made the color of his cheeks begin to turn purple, and he made a broken syllable of "uh-uh".

The black viscous liquid on the ground spilled up at some point, overflowing Xiao Luo's body, and finally buried his head in it.

Lu Jiaming stopped in a daze, as if sensing something and knelt down, and soon the black rose higher and higher until he was completely buried in it.

Another gust of wind blew, and the door opened.

The black mist dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and the air in the room became clear again.

"Uh-" A breath came out of his chest, and Xiao Luo, who was lying on the floor, woke up instantly, and he got up and looked at the empty room, the cold and fear eating away at his nerves little by little.

"Ahh

A scream pierced the May night sky.

***

Old neighborhood.

At 9:05, Cheng Yi really came to the door.

Lin Xingtian was typing with his legs crossed, lazy and lazy, until he heard the sound of the door opening, and the notebook on his lap almost fell off.

He put the notebook on the couch and opened the door to welcome Cheng Yi in.

"Done?"

Lin Xingtian was a little proud: "That's, who am I, I-"

"Written?"

Lin Xingtian, who was interrupted, paused, and then smug: "Of course, my speed is-"

Cheng Yi ignored him, walked to the sofa and walked to the room with a notebook, leaving a sentence: "Don't disturb me." ”

Lin Xingtian half-opened his mouth in the back, and the smugness on his face slowly faded.

Then he sneered, "If you don't bother, don't bother, I'll continue to collect my aura." ”

As soon as 7 days have passed, he will be free, who wants to nest in a woman's home, and be repeatedly threatened to be called like a little brother, hum.

Cheng Yi looked at the black font on a white background in the room.

Lin Xingtian's pen is not concise at all, and he is full of nonsense, but it is this kind of cumbersome nonsense that makes the layman Cheng Yi understand a little bit of the doorway.

The Dream Interpreter is originally about the path of practice, and the first chapter explains the reason for dreaming, not why you want to dream, but why your client wants to dream.

Cheng Yi had an active brain when he was in school, and he looked at the past at a glance, but he didn't see what he wanted.

Dreaming, steps, taboos, precautions.

That's all there is to it?

Cheng Yi put on the screen a little irritably, closed his eyes and sat quietly in the dark.

What is the meaning of that dream?

Or should she skip the steps of her own fumbling and ask the person directly?

Cheng Yi opened his eyes and pondered for a moment.

It's good. Time is running out, and she has other things to do.

There are many preparations that need to be made to leave the Cheng family, and she shouldn't be held back by these extra things.

Lin Xingtian was meditating on the sofa, Cheng Yi threw the notebook over, and he opened his eyes sharply to catch it.

"Hey, you're going to stone me?" There was a slight anger in his eyes, but there was still a smile on his face.

Cheng Yicai didn't dare to be angry or happy: "Then translate, I'll be back at this time tomorrow night, don't be lazy." ”

What a lazy, he's not her employee.

Lin Xingtian's body moved, and Cheng Yi had already opened the door and walked out.

This woman is really-

Lin Xingtian's emotional control ability is very good, and the little anger was quickly suppressed, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and sent people under the fence That's it, bear with it.

Resignedly, she picked up the book and continued to read it, and it suddenly occurred to her that the woman seemed to value the book, and whether there was anything important to her in it...... Thinking of this, he hooked his lips and laughed.

In that case, he wasted a little aura and used the Shadow Dream Technique to photocopy the entire book in his mind.

Maybe it can be used as a bargaining chip in the future.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.