He couldn't help but feel for a cigarette from his pocket, and as soon as he touched the box, his hand reflexively retracted it.

Because he suddenly reacted, Si Xiuwen was still beside him!

Thirteen secretly glanced at his young master in a bit of a panic, but found that the other party had already taken out a cigarette.

Thirteen knew this, and immediately realized that he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for him.

Whew-

The green smoke was filling, the smoke rings changed different shapes with the breeze, and Si Xiuwen looked at everything around him expressionlessly, "Let's go." With his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, he walked towards the teahouse.

Thirteen followed him closely, and the two of them walked one after the other, gradually narrowing the distance between them and the teahouse, and its scale continued to expand in their eyes.

"Wait a minute, you two." The waiter at the door stopped them, bent over, and said very politely: "Sorry sir, we don't allow smoking in our teahouse." ”

"Oh?" Si Xiuwen stopped, glanced at the waiter lightly, took the cigarette from his mouth, and snuffed out the cigarette butt by the way.

With a flick of the hand, the cigarette butt fell into the trash can not far away in a perfect parabola.

"Is it okay now?" Thirteen walked up to the servant and looked at him indifferently.

said that he would not smoke, but the cigarette case in his hand was thrown up and down in front of his eyes, looking like a gentleman.

The waiter was a little nervous, and replied in a panic: "It's okay, it's okay, please come in." ”

He stopped them at first, completely out of his own work requirements, but when he encountered a powerful person, he could only let him in, just like Si Xiuwen and the two in front of him, he clearly knew that this was a person he couldn't afford to provoke.

At this time, Si Xiuwen and the others didn't know that the small situation that happened to them had already been clearly seen by Bai He in the teahouse through the surveillance camera.

"Lao Li, what do you think?" Bai He took a sip of the tea in front of him, with an intoxicated look on his face, and a comfortable expression.

The middle-aged man sitting beside Bai He looked at him with a painful face.

The tea in Bai He's mouth is the best Biluochun that he has treasured for many years, and he has never been willing to drink it, but today he was given to Huo Huo by this person, and there is not a bag left!

Li Ci glanced at the person next to him sadly, coughed lightly, straightened his expression, and said softly: "You didn't play the prestige of the eldest young master, you didn't use power to pressure, you didn't look at the wrong person." ”

"Of course, I don't think anyone misses it." Bai He said with a smile, taking a few sips of tea, looking addicted, he didn't have the aura of a public security director at all, more like an uncle who played around next door all day and loved to drink tea.

"Drink slowly, this thing is precious!" Li Ci felt very sorry for his tea, he knew that Baihe didn't know how to taste tea at all, it was purely enjoyable to drink as a drink, and he suddenly had an urge to strangle this person in his heart.

As if he hadn't heard his words, Bai He still drank to himself.

And Si Xiuwen, who was standing at the door, had already walked to the front when the waiter spoke.

Looking around the hall of tea guests, these people are either gorgeously dressed and worth millions, or they are wearing diamond rings and watches, which are worth a fortune.

It seems to be a collection of high society, and being able to see these celebrities in such a remote teahouse is enough to show that the owner of this teahouse has an unusual background.

But these were not enough to attract Si Xiuwen's attention, what he really cared about was hanging the four-character plaque at the top of the hall - the Kowloon General Division.

On the delicately carved plaque, there are four big characters of the dragon flying and dancing phoenix poured with gold lacquer, if you look closely, you can also know that this calligraphy is the face body, and there is a seal carving in one of its corners, which seems to be the name of a person, but it has been a little blurry, and it is not clear to distinguish.

Giving him a thoughtful look, his face was a little strange, and he patted Thirteen on the shoulder and walked towards the stairs around the corner.

Thirteen's mood was pulled back by Si Xiuwen, in addition to staying by his young master's side on weekdays, he stayed in the company, and he saw more, so it was not surprising.

He followed Si Xiuwen's footsteps, and the rhythmic sound of tapping sounded in the stairs.

The two soon reached the second floor of the teahouse.

The second floor is not big, only four rooms are on this floor, and on the doors of the four rooms, there are also carved four sacred beasts in Chinese mythology, which are lifelike.

Is this a choice?

Si Xiuwen couldn't help but have a question in his heart. He walked up to a door, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually leveled off, as if sensing something.

Thirteen on the side looked at him blankly, not knowing what his young master was doing.

Time passed little by little, and only the sound of breathing was left in the silence. Thirteen began to adjust himself so that his body was close to a kind of stability, and there would be no noise, which would interfere with Si Xiuwen.

"Thirteen, the east door." Si Xiuwen's words were as loud as thunder in this extremely quiet place.

Thirteen didn't slack off, and hurriedly walked to the door he said, on the gate where a green dragon appeared vividly in the sky, he stared at it carefully, I don't know if he had an illusion, and he always felt that the eyes of this green dragon were moving.

"Three times on the left, five times on the right, one down on the other." Si Xiuwen's words came from behind, and Thirteen shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and began to turn a dragon ball in Qinglong's mouth according to his instructions.

Click, click, click

The sound of the gears turning came from the inside out, some crisp and some stuttering.

He turned this dragon ball according to Si Xiuwen's instructions, and after a while, his head was already covered with fine sweat, and the more this dragon ball went to the back, the more force it needed to rotate, and when it came to the last step, it was almost the sum of the previous forces.

Ding——

A soft sound suddenly resounded throughout the floor, and the door in front of him began to tremble slightly.

Thirteen Eleven sat on the ground, panting slightly, obviously the operation just now had consumed a lot of his strength, and his fingertips were a little red from the huge force of squeezing.

Si Xiuwen walked to Thirteen's side, nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled Thirteen up from the ground, and patted him on the shoulder a few times.

His eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the dragon-shaped statue in front of him, and the dragon statue seemed to be staring at him as well, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Suddenly, the mouth of the green dragon closed, and the dragon ball didn't know when it was already on the claw, and the dragon's head turned upwards mechanically, and the winding dragon body slowly climbed upward, as if soaring on the top of the clouds against the backdrop of the clouds.

Under Thirteen's stunned gaze, the statue of the green dragon that was originally on the gate had disappeared, and the surface of the gate had become flat and tidy, as if nothing had ever existed.

There was a roar, and the door slowly opened back, and the dull sound seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.