The two Han family girls did not stay by the lake for a long time, and after a brief exchange of opinions with Wang Luo, they disappeared like a storm and smoke as if they were involved in an urgent matter.

When he went, he looked like he was in a hurry, but he was seven or eight points similar to Song Hui.

After learning that Yu Xiaobo had successfully stole the sky, Wang Luo lost the leisure to continue walking, and at the same time, he lost the time limit for visiting the academy, so he sighed and returned to Stone Street with stars and moons.

The scenery under the Wanxin Bridge is the same as ever, even if the night is deep, it can't suppress the fireworks on the street. Wang Luo traveled all the way, and the warm greetings of the neighbors sounded in his ears from time to time, passing by several snack shops, and the bosses couldn't help but stuff them with candied fruits and marinated goods. The treatment is better than the former street pet Shi Yue.

Although he has not been in Stone Street for a long time, his temperament is only gentle rather than warm, and he is not keen on interpersonal relations. But after a few major events, Wang Luo's popularity quickly reached its peak, and he had a wide appeal in Stone Street.

Wang Luo himself doesn't really value this kind of folk appeal, and what he does in Stone Street is more to follow the trend...... But now that he understands the decline of Stone Street for thousands of years, the root cause actually falls on Lingshan, then as the master of Lingshan Mountain, the source of all evil, many things must be borne by him.

So he responded to the enthusiasm of the neighbors all the way until he walked through the bustling shopping street, leaving the hustle and bustle behind. After going deep into a winding alley and walking a few steps, the gray bricks, brown tiles, and jujube red wooden doors of the stone mansion suddenly opened up.

There was silence in the house, only the housekeeper tree in the inner courtyard gently swayed the hanging branches and leaves, and the partition wall sent Wang Luo a lonely welcome breeze, as if the housekeeper's puppy was finally looking forward to the owner, and was whining gently.

No wonder it's lonely.

Although it was late at night at this time, several migrant workers in Shifu were still fighting at their jobs, Shi Yue, Zhao Xiuwen, and even Zhou Lu, who was at the forefront of the crisis, were still working hard for their livelihoods, and they couldn't call with spirit talismans. Fortunately, the message function was still there, so Wang Luo made an appointment with a few people, and immediately went to Shifu to meet after work.

He had to notify several people in person that they were critically ill.

While thinking, Wang Luo walked into the inner courtyard, and then found that the lights in the west wing were on.

Fan Li is back?

Speaking of Fan Li, Wang Luo immediately showed two words in his heart, one is that I am pitiful, and the other is the king of social animals, the two achieve each other, and both are indispensable.

Not long ago, when Shi Yue was making a fuss about Wang Luo's leisurely and slow life, Wang Luo actually reflected the shadow of Fan Li in his mind. Compared with the workshop painter who rented a room and didn't have time to live, Shi Yue's diligence was really nothing......

But the impression of Fan Li only stops there, after all, since she knew that she lived in the West Wing, the two had only met once.

I don't know if Yu Xiaobo's Zhuxian Array will even include Fan Li?

Just thinking about it, Wang Luo suddenly faintly heard a burst of singing, the tune was melodious, like a travel song.

But the singing does not come from reality, but from the sound of divine thoughts. That is to say, if someone plays the sound with the original spirit, accompanied by the fluctuation of the divine thoughts, this silent sound may be captured by a person with a keen sense of consciousness such as Wang Luo.

At this time, the person who can emit the sound of divine thoughts in the stone mansion is naturally Fan Li. It's just that she is playing with the Yuan Shen in the house alone, what kind of play is it? If you want to sing, you can sing it generously, although this stone mansion is old, it is not in disrepair, and the sound insulation effect of the room is excellent, so good that Zhou Lu occasionally stays in the east wing, and it will not disturb others. On the contrary, it is the transmission of the voice of divine thought, which ignores the barriers of tangible things and reaches the "ears" of those who are keenly sensitive.

With a little curiosity, Wang Luo stood still under the housekeeper tree, reaching out and stroking the trunk, as if teasing the head of the pet dog, while calming down and listening to the song.

The singer's skills are not particularly superb, but they are better than the sincerity of emotion, and the sound of the original spirit is the most important thing to be true. In the song, Wang Luo seemed to see a wanderer who was in the dust and even covered in devastation, and finally returned to his hometown.

Reflecting the scenery with love, although this singing voice is simple, it is moving enough, I can't imagine that Fan Li still has such a ability.

Time passed extremely fast in the song, and Wang Luo closed his eyes and listened, and at the same time fell into deep thought, preparing a way to deal with the invisible Zhuxian Sword above his head. I don't know how long it took, there was a trace of fatigue in the singing, obviously Fan Li was tired of singing, so he ended the night's singing.

Not long after, the door of the west wing opened gently, and Fan Li walked out with a smile that couldn't help but smile, and then when he saw the people in the courtyard, the smile immediately froze on his face.

"Hug, sorry to bother you."

With that, Fan Li was about to retreat into the room and close the door tightly.

Wang Luo shook his head and comforted: "You sing very well, you don't need to apologize." ”

A heartfelt compliment, but Fan Li's eyes widened for a moment, and the whole person seemed to be corrected by the Five Thunder Fa on the spot, his face first turned red, then quickly faded and turned pale, and finally squatted down weakly.

This reaction made Wang Luo completely confused, so he had to wait for her to reveal the answer on her own.

It was a long time before the girl on the ground finally gathered some strength and squeezed a slight moan out of her chest.

"You, how do you know the location of my Qinglu?"

Wang Luo was even more inexplicable: "What Qinglu?" ”

Fan Li was stunned by the rhetorical question, and then raised his head, his clear eyes full of confusion.

"It's not Qinglu, how do you know I'm singing?"

Wang Luo briefly explained the sound of divine thoughts, so Fan Li's head that had just been raised immediately drooped, and a flush appeared on the back of his neck. This time, it was simply shame that flooded like a tidal wave, but it was not frightened.

"I, I didn't expect to be heard by others, Boss Luo obviously said that this detached bundle of gods is also very powerful......"

Wang Luo scoffed at this: "That's a slippery businessman who is interested in and can argue the rationality of the worker borrowing money to draw cards, you actually believe his sales pitch?" ”

Fan Li blamed herself even more: "Yes, my colleague also said that the Baishan brand is very difficult to use, but it is really cheap." ”

Hearing this, Wang Luo remembered that Shi Yue had mentioned when he first introduced Fan Li that although she worked in the painting workshop and earned a lot of money, she had never had enough money because of the burden of her original family.

Next, I heard Fan Li say again: "And the project of the workshop is not going well, and it may start to lay off people soon, I think it would be best if I could rely on Taixu Qinglu and earn more money...... But I really can't afford to leave the gods. Sorry to bother you. ”

Wang Luo shook his head: "This voice of divine thought is not something that anyone can hear casually, and it can't disturb the people." It's just that you said that the workshop project didn't go well, when did it start? ”

Since he learned an unknown history from the daughter of the Han family, Wang Luo inevitably associated everything around him with it.

The decline of the Shi family was due to Lingshan, and this decline spread like sludge to all sides, affecting the entire Stone Street. And several tenants in the stone mansion are naturally not exempt from vulgarity. Fan Li was originally a promising elite worker in Shangcheng District despite his hard work, but at this time he seemed to be about to lose his job, and it is difficult to say that there is no credit for Lingshan here.

Or maybe it's Yu Xiaobo's credit.

And for Wang Luo's question. Fan Li was a little strange, but he still replied honestly: "The root is probably from more than a year ago, at that time, the owner thought that the short and fast project had no future, and the future should be content king, and the specifications of the picture scroll should be upgraded by one level." Then they recruited people from many other workshops, many of whom had empty titles but no real talents......"

Wang Luo asked again: "When did you move to Stone Street?" ”

Fan Li said: "It was more than a year ago, and it was ...... at that time."

Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, it was another Lingshan victim.

(End of chapter)