Chapter 25: The Mystic Master

hung up the phone, Tong Wanwan asked the driver to turn around.

Zhong Yin was waiting for her at the door of her community.

Fifteen minutes later, Tong Wanwan arrived at the gate of the community.

Zhong Yin's car was parked on the side of the road, and she waved to her in the car, "Qiaoqiao, get in the car." ”

Tong Wanwan trotted over and got into her car.

The bell immediately started the car.

On the road.

"Sister Zhong, is the master far away?" Tong Wanwan asked.

"I guess it will take an hour to drive over, that place, I can't even guide the navigation!" The tone of the bell is quite mysterious and worshipful.

Tong Wanwan's eyes had already appeared in the depths of a dark and oppressive forest, there was a strange little house, a crow squatting on the tree at the door, and an old lady with a disheveled head, white eyes, and a wrinkled face sat inside.

She had a crystal ball in front of her, and there must have been a big black-eyed cat on her lap.

It must be so.

After an hour of driving, the scenery outside has completely changed.

The car was weaving along the path through the dense forest. It's exactly the same as the picture she imagined just now, the crow, the old lady, and the black cat are about to appear one after another.

"Are we almost there?" Tong Wanwan pinched the seat belt and asked.

"Well, you're there through the woods." Kantone replied, eyes fixed on the front.

Tong Wanwan bit her lower lip worriedly.

There was a little light ahead, and then it got bigger and bigger......

Suddenly, the car drove out of the forest, and suddenly opened up in front of me, a large area of green, and in the distance was a super villa in the style of Barot, with flowers blooming in the manor, colorful and beautiful.

Belch~~~~

This seems to be the same as imagined..... It's too far apart.

Where is this like the home where the Onmyoji lives, even if it doesn't make it ghostly, let's get a Chinese garden-style building that conforms to the person's design!

This...... It's like a castle, what a play!

"Sister Zhong, are you in the wrong place?"

"That's right! That's it! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The master is really rich~~~~"

"Of course, people are originally from noble families, and they will charge tens of millions for any feng shui look."

β€œοΌοΌοΌ So expensive! I don't have much money! ”

"Ann, la, a! I made an appointment with my master, and you are a little secretary, so you won't ask for a price. ”

"Hehe, yes!"

Tong Wanwan wanted to break into not only the private house, but also the home of a sky-high master, so she felt even more uneasy.

Zhong Yin drove the car to a hidden place and parked it.

The two women got out of the car and crept to the back of the villa against the outside wall. Zhong Yin opened the dense rose vine, and underneath it was a small brown wooden door, which opened in a light pile.

They cautiously climbed in, then crouched among the flowers, staring at the second floor of the villa.

"Sister Zhong, do you know which room the master is taking a lunch break in?" Tong Wanwan asked in a whisper.

"She hasn't been to the second floor, and I've heard that only the butler and the master's most trusted subordinates can go up."

"Didn't she say that the master was taking a lunch break?"

"What can you do at home without a lunch break at this time?" Zhong Yin asked rhetorically.

"......" What kind of logic is this? Tong Wanwan muttered in her heart, not daring to make Zhong Yin angry, "Then, the second floor is so big, how do we know where the master is?" ”

"Look for it separately! Stupid! ”

Tong Wanwan had nothing to say, and followed Zhong Yinmao into the villa.

The interior was beautifully furnished, but they didn't have time to enjoy it, Zhong Yin asked Tong Wanwan to go up the small staircase on the east side, and he went to the staircase on the west side.

As soon as Zhong Yin left, Tong Wanwan stared at the quiet staircase, and couldn't help but think of the terrifying eyes in the Buddhist hall.

Heart, can't help but mention.

She walked up with her shoes.

The second floor was quiet, as if there was no one in the room at all.

She wandered around on the second floor in a daze, it was very strange here, it was clearly a corridor, but why couldn't she finish it?

I felt like I had been gone for a long time, and she couldn't open every room, so she kept going around the corridor......

Finally, she leaned against a door tiredly, wanting to rest first.

As soon as her back touched the door, the whole person fell backwards and fell into the door hardβ€”