I waited outside the iron gate of this clubhouse for a while, and saw that the gate was locked, and the whole villa was almost in a dark and dead silence except for the necessary street lights.

After ten minutes, I honked the horn, three long and one short, and waited for about two minutes, when the side door of the clubhouse opened, and out came a local, shouting a few words at us in a local accent.

These words were strange, and I looked at each other with the miscellaneous hairy road, but I didn't understand, and the dark and short old man saw that we looked completely unaware, and muttered and cursed disdainfully, and then turned to close the door.

Where will he let him leave, hurriedly got out of the car to pull him down, quietly stuffed a few red old man's heads, said all the good things, and then explained our intention and the introducer, the wilted old man looked at us suspiciously, and told the miscellaneous hair trail in extremely stiff Mandarin to wait at the door, and he went back to verify the information.

Miscellaneous hair Xiaodao nodded and bowed, there was no master demeanor at all, and the old man closed the side door, and after five minutes, a small window was opened on the door, and he shouted outside: "Are you the second Mao Lao and Boss Mao from Hongshan?" ”

He smiled and said Brother, yes, it's me, the company is too busy today, hurry up, but I'm still late, please be accommodating, hehe.

The heavy iron door of the clubhouse finally opened slowly, I drove the car to the door, and the wilted old man shouted at us: "Turn left, go along that road for a hundred meters, park the car, there is a parking brother next to you, you ask him for directions, speaking of the Soul Purple Cloud Pavilion, the hairy girl is waiting for you there......"

I got into the car and waved at him as a thanksgiving, while I drove along the road and found that the gardens on both sides were densely wooded, cleverly concealing the buildings in the intermingling period. The buildings are all European, and there is actually light coming through the windows, but they are covered by thick curtains, showing the absolute privacy of this place.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao turned his head and said casually: "The old man is a master." ”

I nodded, and said yes, my demeanor was restrained, and the bones of my palms were thick, and I was obviously a tough practitioner.

Drive along the road, there is a parking lot in front, see that there are also luxury cars inside, in addition to the ordinary BMW Rambo, more foreign cars that are not recognized, exaggerated shape and streamlined body show its value, we rent this black Mercedes-Benz in front of the luxury car full of this parking lot, how much it also seems a little childish.

There was a staff member in a black suit at the door, I stopped at the door, threw the key to the parking boy, and then informed the black suit of our coming.

The black suit was quite professional, and after pressing his hand on the headset on his left ear and whispering to us, he bowed to us and led us to the side, asking us if we would choose a golf cart or a two-wheeled self-service walking car. I looked at the dozen or so weird-shaped two-wheeled self-service walking cars next to me, shook my head, and got into the white golf electric car, at which point the parking boy returned the car keys to me, and then the body moved, heading towards the depths of the clubhouse.

I looked back at the sky, and saw a fat black shadow soaring, and my heart was a little relieved - I came with Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao this time, in order to avoid the exposure of our identities, in addition to the blurred changes in our faces, the relevant magic weapons were placed in the back box of the car, in order to avoid being secretly checked, we also specially found the tiger cat to help us take care of it in the air.

After a little more than a minute of driving, the golf car stopped in front of an expansive exhibition-style three-story building, the baroque façade and architectural decoration gave it a Renaissance flavor, making it extremely upscale in an instant, and the black suit stopped on the platform in front of the building, and then jumped out of the car and guided us through the side door.

As soon as we entered, ten young women wearing blue and white porcelain short cheongsams were divided into two rows and bowed to us to say hello.

The women's cheongsams are very short, the slits have been followed to the waist, the long legs of the flesh are like the two legs of a compass, and the chest is bulging, which makes people have a sense of looking at the MTV in the Korean thigh era. And such a pair of white flowers and beautiful legs dangled in front of our eyes, but neglected the luxurious and outrageous interiors and furnishings here.

This scene made my blood surge, at this time, from the ivory-like luxury and white stairs next to me, a fox beauty in white loose yoga clothes stepped down, but it was the young model Mao Mao who was contacted by the miscellaneous hair trail before, she hurried down and shouted with a coquettish face: "Ah yo hey, Brother Mao, you are really slow, we are about to start, your old man is late, if it is late, people don't know how to explain to Sister Dai Fei." ”

She rolled her eyes, saw me next to her, stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at me, and said Oh, Brother Lu, you are here too, distinguished guest, welcome......

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao looked like a pig brother, took Mao Mao's hand, and said Mao Mao, Brother Mao, isn't this the company temporarily has something to deal with, and he hurriedly ran over, what's the matter, look at these little girls at the door, it's good, can you introduce us to us?

Mao Mao took us up, heard this, turned around, glanced at him coquettishly, and said Brother Mao, you are really an anxious child, these girls have just signed a contract with the company, and they have not been trained well, and they have no taste at all.

While talking, she led us to a dressing room on the second floor, pointed to the old man's head with a pipe in his mouth, and said that you two go to change clothes first, and when you are done, there is a box on the left hand side of the locker room door, there is a mask there, don't forget to put it on.

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao picked Maomao's smooth chin with his hand, and laughed: "Maomao, do you want to change clothes with Brother Mao?" ”

The foxy little model pushed us into the room and said hurry up, and the activity began.

We went into the dressing room, and saw that there was a long and narrow aisle, all of which were made up of reflective mirrors, like a maze, and when we pushed open this huge mirror, there were private changing rooms, and you can imagine how the well-dressed people walked in and walked out of the locker without distinguishing their faces.

We each picked a room, and when we entered, we changed into loose white yoga clothes, put on a mask glued with stones, broken crystals, and colorful feathers, stepped out in comfortable cotton slippers, and looked in the mirror, which concealed most of the space above the nose, and indeed served to disguise our identity.

We went out of the locker room, and there was a polite waiter waiting at the door, telling us that Sister Mao Mao had something to do, and asked him to take us to the spiritual rest room.

The artist was bold, and we had no worries, so we followed the waiter through the long corridor, pushing open one door after another, like a palatial labyrinth, and finally brought to a hall, and opened the heavy white alpaca velvet curtain, and a warm spring heat came to the face, and the fragrance was overflowing, a wonderful taste mixed with sandalwood and flowers, which made people feel refreshed and unloaded all their defenses.

I looked closely, it was a large practice room like a basketball court, with heavy solid wood floors under the soles of my feet, and transparent crystal mirrors on the walls and ceilings, and in the center, a withered old Indian monk was preaching, and around him, there were more than 150 or 60 students in white yoga uniforms.

I glanced at it casually and saw that the ratio of men to women was about one to two, those men were generally older, and although women also had a dozen or so neck muscles relaxed, but more of them were young women like Mao Mao, Su Ning, Carlo, and other young women who were young and twenty years old.

The waiter turned around and left after sending us to the door, while I and Shamao Xiaodao quietly found a high-grade cashmere blanket at the back of the crowd, sat down cross-legged, and looked towards the field, only to find that the old Indian monk spoke Hindi, and next to him, it was the beautiful woman who had contacted Luo Jinlong a few days ago who was doing the translation.

All the people in the audience, except for the old Indian monk, is this beautiful woman without a mask, don't look at her when she was in the nightclub that day, she got along with Luo Jinlong hotly, but at this moment, she was wearing a well-cut yoga dress, but she was dignified and holy, and her mouth kept relaying the spiritual theory that the old Indian monk said-

"Abstinence, reverence, meditation, pranayama, sensuality, awakening, meditation, samadhi...... All of you sit with lotus flowers, free your emotions from troubles, anxieties, and sorrows, release your nature, return to your self, your true self, and focus your attention on the opposite sex next to you, so that your spirit is completely immersed in the infinite depth of silence—meditation, feeling the movement of the entity through your thoughts, controlling the flow of qi in your body, and generating the divine power in your mind......"

This beautiful woman closed her eyes, her words were low and charming, like flowers blooming, the rhythm was sometimes like a drum, sometimes like a bell, with the bursts of fragrance in the air, and this beautiful environment, people's hearts rippled, and they couldn't help but pour their hearts into the artistic conception of her voice.

Very low-level hypnosis, but it is an undeniable fact that I see that most people's spiritual will is immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves, in addition, there are a small number of people who are not hypnotized, and are quietly looking around with the corner of their eyes, thinking that they should be the backbone members of the organizers.

I also pretended to be a soul grantor, but I was also constantly looking around with the corner of my eye, wanting to see if Luo Jinlong, a kid, was in this hall. Before I could take a closer look, however, I heard the old Indian monk in the room raise his hands up to the sky, his bones crackling like the gibbon, and then he slapped twice on his chest and roared loudly: "Isotri, Ana!" ”