"Messenger, this man will be handed over to you."

The Qing Dynasty man ignored Qin Mochuan, twisted his head to Lu Chuanze's side and routinely instructed.

Lu Chuanze heard him say this, and he didn't answer. Since the two met, every time the Qing Dynasty man sent a spiritual object, he would say this.

The Qing Dynasty man put the knife back, turned around and prepared to leave. But when he arrived at the door, he suddenly stopped, which startled Qin Mochuan, who was about to carry out a sneak attack behind him, and he couldn't restrain his feet and fell directly to the ground.

"Recently, there have been more people coming up from below."

When the Qing Dynasty man passed by Lu Qiao'er just now, he recognized at a glance that she had a unique smell of the underworld, but the smell was extremely light, but it didn't make him find anything wrong.

After all, the reincarnation of the ghost king as a mortal must be known by a very small number of people, and it is obvious that the men of the Qing Dynasty do not belong to it.

Lu Chuanze's face obviously changed a little when he heard Lu Qiaoer's name, recalling the scene when she fought with herself just now, and couldn't help but look at the keel in his hand thoughtfully.

"As for this, looking at the body, it should be a dagger, and if it is well adjusted, it may also be used for self-defense."

After the Qing Dynasty man finally took a deep look at Qin Mochuan, he lowered his official hat slightly, turned around and walked towards the door, this time he really left.

They should not have been seen by the world.

And Qin Mochuan, who was sitting directly on the ground, didn't do it, what's the matter? These two ignore him, and openly decide what his future use will be in front of him? Can't you just ask him for his opinion? The dagger can't have its own ideas! It's also adjusted, my life is up to me, don't you believe it?!

"What's that? Although I can't beat you, can you have a formal welcome with me first and then discuss my stay, if you can't tolerate me, you can let me go. ”

Qin Mochuan was aggrieved, he really couldn't figure out how that person could see that his body was a dagger.

Lu Chuanze was still in front of the shelf, holding a pen in one hand and the information in the other, his eyes were focused, and after picking up an antiquity and examining it carefully, he put it back in place directly, and then put such a tick on the information, the expression seemed like nothing in the world could divert his attention.

Although Lu Qiao'er is an ordinary person now, the body is the ghost king after all, and Lu Chuanze will only obey and complete her orders unconditionally.

Qin Mochuan stood up from the ground, patted the ash on his buttocks, and glanced at the direction in which the Qing Dynasty man left, until the Qing Dynasty man turned into a puff of wind and left again in his sight, and then turned to look at Lu Chuanze on the side.

Xu is Lu Chuanze's demeanor was too calm just now, but Qin Mochuan was a little interested in him.

Qin Mochuan moved the frame towards the bridge of his nose, replaced it with a false smile, and walked in the direction of Lu Chuanze. That Lu Chuanze was still standing there by himself, his ears didn't hear the world, and it was more like he hadn't noticed Qin Mochuan at all.

"Is the messenger? Hello, my name is Qin Mochuan, I met for the first time, please take care of me in the future. ”

As Qin Mochuan spoke, he also stretched out his hand towards Lu Chuanze, and took the first step to show his friendliness.

But Lu Chuanze didn't look at it and continued to do his own thing, Qin Mochuan's hand was frozen in the air, and the atmosphere in the room was very awkward for a while.

"Hey, you kid, don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

Qin Mochuan was extremely angry at Lu Chuanze's indifference, and directly put his hand on Lu Chuanze's shoulder, and his mouth was very hard.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Lu Chuanze directly turned around and bowed his body towards Qin Mochuan, and at the same time, his hand turned into a claw, grabbed his arm, and with a force, it was another over-the-shoulder fall.

This fall made Qin Mochuan grin in real pain, he never expected that he would be thrown twice on the first day he came.

"I'm sorry, I don't like people touching me, and my name is Lu Chuanze."

Lu Chuanze just glanced at Qin Mochuan lightly and walked to another shelf, continuing to do his own thing.

"Ouch, I don't like you to say it earlier, can you ......"

Qin Mochuan twisted his body, his face was full of painful expressions, Lu Chuanze's words just now were like a sharp sword directly inserted into his heart. If he had said it in advance, would he still have to suffer this sin?

Seeing him like this, the old man with the oil lamp who was originally hiding behind the shelves couldn't help it, and laughed directly, which made Qin Mochuan's face even darker.

"Young man, don't be so impetuous, that person is like this, just get used to it."

Seeing that his laughter was exposed, the oil lamp took the initiative to talk to Qin Mochuan after coughing, trying to alleviate the embarrassment at the moment, Lu Chuanze's actions just now were indeed his usual methods.

Qin Mochuan got up from the ground with a carp, listened to the words of the oil lamp and then looked at Lu Chuanze, and finally understood why he felt that Lu Chuanze was a little strange.

Generally speaking, spirits are in a translucent state, similar to a kind of existence of ghosts, and it is reasonable to say that they should be invisible.

But Lu Chuanze's actions are all real, and then look at his demeanor now, his face is ruddy, steady and steady, where is he as translucent as the oil lamp hiding behind the counter, cringe?

The messenger, the messenger, can't it be the messenger under the legendary ghost king of the underworld?!

Qin Mochuan suddenly thought of the words of the messenger in the mouth of the Qing Dynasty man just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was correct, and he suddenly felt a little scared.

Lu Qiao'er on the other end found the mountain bike she had hidden on the side after leaving the old city, stretched out her hand and scratched the back of her neck, she felt that the place behind her neck was itchy from the beginning.

was scratched by Lu Qiao'er like this, and a thumb-sized maple leaf mark gradually began to appear on the back of his neck.

Before leaving, Lu Qiao'er looked back at the mountain one last time, revealing a wicked smile.

Lu Chuanze, don't let me down.

The night passed quickly, and some of them had already entered a dream to meet Zhou Gong, looking forward to their bright future; And some people are still on the eaves, looking into the distance, accompanied by loneliness, not knowing who is waiting for their return.

After waking up in the morning, Lu Qiaoer wore a full black sportswear, still wearing a peaked cap of the same color on her head to cover her silver hair, and carried a small bag of things on the table and walked out of her cabin, which was an old-fashioned residential building.

Lu Qiaoer is an orphan, it is said that he was picked up by an old grandmother on a stormy night, and he was barely pulled up after working hard for most of his life.

As soon as I walked downstairs, there was a noise of residents waking up in the morning, and the residential building began to wake up.

The sky is not all bright yet, some people are still asleep, and some people are starting to run for the one or two silver, this scene, Lu Qiao'er thought of her grandmother.