In the world when he was still Xie Yong, there were several kinds of people who could enjoy incense: 1. Teachers who founded the sect and educated their disciples. As long as the school is endless, there are many disciples, all the way down, and the disciples are sincerely worshipped, then such a teacher will be blessed with lifelong luck, and even after death, there will be good opportunities; Second, for the great goodness of thousands of good people. Like the kind of good people who save the lives of the people, the people are grateful for their kindness and set up shrines to worship, although such good people also receive incense, but if they are not cultivators, they will not understand what the so-called incense is, and they will not use it. 3. There are many people who have great magical powers to save people. This kind of people who save people and are grateful to the offerings, can turn incense into cultivation for their own use, but this kind of cultivation method is slower than normal cultivation and turtle crawling, it is purely chicken ribs, not to mention people with great magical powers, even ordinary monks who make small fights disdain to use it.

It is difficult to accumulate incense, and the little incense that a thousand people sincerely worship can't even be beaten by water, so that the white incense that is clearly visible when the stars are gathered together is formed by how many people's sincere offerings? 10,000 people? 100,000 people?

Zhang Liu blinked, watching the white incense floating in the air, gathering in a unified direction, and at the same time, several uniformed waitresses ran quickly in the same direction, laughing excitedly and half-screaming as they ran: "Cheng Yue, it's really Cheng Yue, Cheng Yue is here!" Hurry up and get her autograph! ”

Cheng Yue? Who is this person?

After turning it over from his head for a long time, he finally turned out a picture of a woman holding a bouquet of flowers singing on stage, in the memory of "Zhang Liu", this woman is Cheng Yue.

So, Cheng Yue is a star? Singing?

I followed a few boys into the changing room and changed their clothes, a suit with the image of a rural entrepreneur, which is the standard configuration of many hotels in this era.

After changing her clothes and going out, Sister Li was not there, and Wei Jiayin, who had already finished changing her clothes, said to a few boys with a smile: "Sister Li has gone on errands, let us wait here." ”

Maybe Sister Dou, who is in charge of recruitment, took into account the "grade" of her hotel when recruiting people, so the people who came in looked good, and the little girls in front of her were all beautiful, boys, when they saw beautiful girls, they always wanted to talk to them.

Among the boys, the one named Li Weiran laughed and accosted him, saying, "Where are you from?" Oh...... By the way, you said, Haixi people, you are so good, you are not timid at all when you introduce yourself, I am nervous to death. ”

No one doesn't like to be complimented, Wei Jiayin heard Li Weiran praise her for being amazing, smiled from ear to ear, and said: "It's not that powerful, I just have seen more big scenes, and I'm not stage frightened." ”

Next to Wei Jiayin, the girl named Lu Meng said a little timidly: "That Sister Li is so fierce!" After saying this, he pouted and said, "You all scolded me." ”

Wei Jiayin smiled and comforted Lu Meng and said, "It's okay, old women are like this, and they see that they are younger and more beautiful than her. ”

Li Weiran also comforted Lu Meng and said, "You are so young and cute, why bother with her." ”

When Lu Meng heard Li Weiran praising himself for being cute, he bowed his head a little shyly, and his cheeks turned suspiciously red.

These newcomers chatted warmly here, and Zhang Liu stood next to him, not speaking from beginning to end, looking a little cold.

After a while, Sister Li, who had gone out to run errands, came back and went downstairs with a few newlyweds who had changed their clothes.

I don't know if I'm too nervous, the girl named Lu Meng tripped on the stairs when she went down the stairs, and she pounced forward directly, just on Sister Li's back, Sister Li was still five or six steps away from reaching the bottom of the stairs at this time.

Sister Li immediately screamed, which happened to be pressed on Sister Li Lu Meng was stunned at this time, and she couldn't react at all, so she treated this Sister Li as a meat cushion and forgot about it, until the people around her hurriedly pulled her back to her senses, and she hurriedly got up.

Sister Li, who was used as a meat cushion, got up from the ground with a groan, holding on to the handrail of the stairs, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, she noticed that there was a warm liquid flowing out of her nasal cavity, a touch, a handful of blood, and then a wipe of her cheeks, which hurt hotly, and the left leg and left shoulder that landed on the ground first on her body also hurt badly.

The few newcomers who were watching could see that Sister Li's cheeks were extremely red and swollen, and her nose was dripping, and they were all stupid, and they didn't dare to come out.

Sister Li was in pain at this time, how angry her heart was, she turned her head to look at Lu Meng who was standing timidly and shrunk her hands and feet, her eyes were about to be burned into two red lanterns by anger, she pulled Lu Meng's hair, and slapped Lu Meng's face with her hands.

Sister Li scolded while fanning: "I'm your mother!" You stupid b! I'm going to fucking fuck you! You bastard! ”

Lu Meng was pulled by his hair and fanned his cheeks with bright red finger prints, Lu Meng, who was painful and afraid, howled and cried, and for a while the whole corridor was crying and calling his mother, and it was noisy, and several newcomers who were enthusiastic about what Lu Meng had just said, Wei Jiayin stood far away, bowed his head and looked like he had nothing to do with himself, Li Weiran was dumbfounded, and he was stunned and at a loss.

Sister Li smoked for a while, feeling that she was holding Lu Meng's left hand above the shoulder and the strength of the fall was turned up, the pain was terrible, and the anger in her heart was even stronger, as soon as she raised her foot to tear off her leather shoes, she held the leather shoes and took the soles of the shoes to Lu Meng's face and was about to pull them over, but when she waved her arms, she found that her wrist was held.

Sister Li turned around, and saw the person holding her wrist, a very beautiful and clean-looking young man, the most silent among the newcomers, but also the most conspicuous, at this time this young man held her wrist, there was no emotion in his extremely clear eyes, that is, there was no timidity or anger, just looked at her and said, "Sister Li, the guest is here." ”

Sister Li was stunned for a moment, Zhang Liu pointed at the elevator directly opposite the corridor with her finger, which showed that there was an elevator rising towards this floor, and Sister Li subconsciously let go of the hand that was grabbing Lu Meng's hair. After working in Yuetai for so long, Sister Li knew that most of the people who spent in Yuetai's private room were either rich or expensive, and they were all people she couldn't afford to provoke, she could grab the newcomer and slap her face, but she couldn't offend the guests at all, otherwise no matter how many years she worked here, she wouldn't be able to eat and walk around, so she immediately quieted down.

Sister Li was quiet, but Lu Meng, who had been slapped by her for so long, was not quiet, covering her face and squatting on the ground and crying, which made Sister Li even more angry, she grabbed Lu Meng's hair, and put her hand on Lu Meng's mouth, glared at her and scolded: "Shut up!" ”

Lu Meng was shocked by Sister Li's murderous gaze, and subconsciously shut up.

The elevator stopped on this floor, and a group of people gathered around a bright woman, walked out, turned around and walked towards the private room next to this floor.

Wei Jiayin saw the woman coming out of the elevator, covered her mouth and secretly exclaimed, "It's Cheng Yue!" ”

Zhang Liu was also slightly stunned, the woman who came out of the elevator was surrounded by specks of crystal white light that were almost materialized.

Is that incense?

Slightly walked down the stairs a few steps, watching the woman disappear behind the door in the private room, and in an instant, Zhang Liu saw a few things in the woman that were very imperceptible, not the good kind, like the evil aura of going mad and the sense of fate that was about to be robbed.

This woman is obviously an ordinary person, Zhang Liu can't feel that she has the slightest cultivation on her, but why does she have such a strong incense to protect her, why does she have traces of robbery that only monks have, and why does there be an evil aura that monks can only have when they go mad.

Why?

After such a delay, Sister Li called a few women to come over, and those women helped Sister Li away, I don't know whether to take medicine or see a doctor, and when I left, Sister Li angrily pointed at a few of them and said, "You guys! Let's go back to the dormitory! I don't have time to pay attention to you today! ”

Lu Meng was so frightened by Sister Li just now that she didn't dare to speak, and when she saw Sister Li walking away, she immediately squatted down and cried, and all the tears that she had just been frightened back were, wiping her tears while crying and saying, "I really didn't mean to!" How did she do this? Woowoo...... I...... It hurts! Woowoo...... How could she be so vicious! Whining...... Woo...... Don't even listen to me! I really didn't mean to! She was so fierce that I was so scared that I fell down! ”

Wei Jiayin hurriedly squatted down to comfort Lu Meng and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's wrong for her to beat people, she is uneducated." ”

Li Weiran was at a loss next to him, not knowing what to say, while Lu Meng was still crying, repeating while crying: "Woo woo...... I really didn't mean to. ”

"No one cares if you mean it or not." Withdrawing his gaze from the door of the private room, Zhang Liu looked at Lu Meng who was squatting on the ground crying, and said, "You come out to roll in society, don't you understand that this world only cares about the result, and no one cares about whether you mean it or not." ”

When Lu Meng heard this, he was a little stunned, and then he didn't know if he felt more wronged, and he cried louder with a "wow", Wei Jiayin complained next to him: "Do you know what gentlemanly demeanor is, you are a big man, are you embarrassed to count little girls like this?" ”

Zhang Liu didn't speak.