The landlord husband didn't seem to want to talk much and walked up the steps, which were already covered with dust and it seemed that no one had ever come down.

"The tenants in the apartment are some nice people, but they have a little quirk, I hope you understand."

Su Mu followed the landlord's husband step by step, and the moment she reached the second floor, the sound on the first floor seemed to be cut off and could not be heard at all, but a new voice echoed on this floor.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ground was trembling, at least Su Mu could clearly feel the stone steps that looked a little old and in disrepair under his feet were constantly transmitting a crunching sensation to him.

It was as if it was going to shatter in the next second.

The landlord's husband frowned and knocked on the door of the tenant on the second floor: "Stop." ”

The sound of falling heavy objects inside instantly became extremely weak, as if the landlord's husband's words were very deterrent to him.

It seems that this landlord's husband seems to have a lot of power, Su Mu said secretly.

"The second floor is a young man, he should be about the same age as you, and he usually likes to dance and jump at home, but fortunately, the other tenants are good, and they don't care about his behavior."

The corners of Su Mu's mouth twitched slightly.

With the strength of the ground shaking, do you say he's young? I believe him when he says he is a seismic instrument.

"However, I heard from other tenants that he likes to bring people to accompany him, and I have received a lot of complaints."

“......”

"Your location is on the sixth floor, a little higher, but it is better to be quiet, my lover was very happy when he heard that you were a writer, and the rent was said to be waived for you."

Seeing Su Mu's silent appearance, the landlord's husband smiled.

An appreciative smile erupted on his pale face, but it seemed to look extremely strange because of the stiffness of his muscles.

A twisted sensation that makes people look hairy.

"Where can you be called a writer, if you are so depressed, you can be considered a bookwriter."

Su Mu said modestly, looking at the landlord's husband and feeling that he still had something to say.

"Eh, Writer Tang is humble, your literary brilliance is still obvious to all."

"At least, my wife and I have read your 'Tenant' many times."

Tenants? Corresponding to the identity of apartment No. 3, Su Mu wrote down this information, which was the book he had written in his background story..... It may also have something to do with why he came here.

"yes, I didn't think anyone would like to see my story."

Su Mu's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was full of surprise.

"Hehe, it's not just me, but even some tenants think your book is very interesting."

The landlord's husband tugged at his mouth, and his face showed an eerie arc.

"Much like us....."

“......”

"That seems to be a beautiful story."

Su Mu smiled, looking at the landlord's husband's eyes with a hint of expectation.

"So, what do you like the best about my story?"

"You'll tell me."

[Talent trait virtual and real activation.] 】

【Launch successful!】 】

The landlord's husband's eyes suddenly became a little hollow.

"I like the part of the book most about [the price], it's very inspiring."

"Apartment No. 3 is also ......"

[At the end of the virtual and real duration, one point of mental power will be deducted.] 】

Su Mu sighed regretfully, but it was a pity that the talent trait could not be used continuously.

【？？？ Why is this NPC so honest, asking and answering. 】

"Mr. Tang, let's go ahead then."

The landlord's husband didn't seem to know what was happening to him, and said happily.

"Your room was cleaned by me after you left yesterday, and it was absolutely clean."

"Trouble, I don't know what you call it yet."

Su Mu's eyes narrowed into a crooked arc, with a smile.

"I haven't asked you what your name is, and I'm a little rude."

"Hey, it's also my negligence, Mr. Tang just calls me Lao Feng."

The landlord's husband said his name very happily, and it didn't seem to be a big deal.

"It turned out to be Brother Feng."

Su Mu tilted his head, and a glimmer of light flashed on the tiny crack on the single-framed glasses.

[Feng Daqiang: (Quest NPC)]

[Danger: ??? (Extremely dangerous!) ）】

[Opinion: 60 (Glory +10)]

[Personal information: The husband of the landlord of Apartment 3 seems to have a lot of prestige in this apartment, and is in charge of the tenants' arguments. 】

【？？？ 】

【？？？ 】

A barrage of information appeared on his glasses, but only he could see it.

To be honest, there wasn't much information obtained, but it was expected for Su Mu.

"If there is a dispute over the relationship between neighbors, can you find Brother Feng?"

The two walked towards the third floor one after the other, and Su Mu suddenly said in a curious tone.

Feng Daqiang grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

"Naturally, if there is a dispute that you can't resolve privately, you can contact me at any time, and you will know the specific method at that time."

"That's really hard."

It seems to be emotional, Feng Daqiang smiled and groaned.

"It's not hard, but I'm looking forward to it."

"That's right."

Su Mu also laughed, "I'm relieved." ”

[How do you feel that the streamer and that NPC are the same as the Riddler?] Or is it that the brain circuits are aligned? 】

There's a barrage rolling.

[I feel that the anchor is very confident, I'll take a look.] 】

[Current number of live online users: 11]

................

There was no strange sound on the third, fourth, and fifth floors, and Su Mu and Feng Daqiang came to the sixth floor, which belonged to him, that is, the top floor.

"Here's your key, try it."

Feng Daqiang handed the key to Su Mu, a key like charcoal, and the hardness was okay.

Although he was very skeptical that this thing could open the door, under Feng Daqiang's gaze, Su Mu still inserted the key into it.

Unexpectedly, it did not break in the keyhole as expected, and the door was opened with a creak of the key, and there was a faint musty smell from inside.

"The environment in this place is not very good, and it is a little unventilated, so some of the tastes can only be troubled by the writers of Tang University."

Su Mu walked in, took Feng Daqiang's suitcase and put it aside.

The house is not big, just one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, and the basic facilities are available, although they all look a little old, but at least I don't see anything strange.

The furniture is very complete, and the price can be said to be quite suitable compared to him.

"Since I've sent it to you, I'll go first."

Feng Daqiang said with a strange smile on his face.

"I forgot to remind Mr. Tang, this apartment, when a neighbor knocks on the door after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, you must open the door, otherwise something bad may happen."

"This is also my kind reminder to Mr. Tang."