Chapter 21 and 2 Red Flower Messenger (1)

Maybe if you chat with someone, you will forget that look and make you feel uneasy.

Lan Ting's legs followed.

"It's midnight, I'm not afraid of meeting bad guys when I'm so sexy." He sat on the sofa and then looked Lan Ting up and down. The stockings of ### were paired with the white low-cut skirt, which was very fleshy.

"I... I came out in a hurry just now, so I didn't have much preparation." On this sexy night, facing such a handsome and attractive man made her feel uncomfortable: "Where have you been going these days, I can't find you."

He finally looked up at Lan Ting: "Why, why are you so anxious to ask me?"

"The last issue of the magazine was a hit because of my article, so the magazine asked me to do an interview with you, and the title was to decipher the current Maoshan Taoist Technique. I felt that this was also a promotion to your Maoshan Lianzong, so I agreed, but who knew that I hadn't seen you in the past few days." Lan Ting finished speaking in one breath.

"Oh!" He said oh.

In fact, he was unwilling to accept this interview, and did not want Maoshan Liansect to be exhibited like a museum commodity. Originally, this was a Taoist sect full of mystery. If it was presented directly to the public, then Maoshan Liansect would lose its meaning of existence. The most important thing is that Maoshan Liansect is extremely profound. Just a few pieces of paper can not explain Maoshan Liansect clearly. That would only make the sect lighter, making people think that this is just a sect of charlatans.

Seeing Yin Hui's face showing an unhappy look, she asked quickly: "What? You don't want to?"

Yin Hui looked at Lan Ting's disappointed eyes and smiled bitterly: "Lan Ting, forget it, Maoshan Lianzong is not as simple as you imagined, and a few pieces of paper cannot be introduced. It's better to do this. I know a senior sister in Maoshan Taiqing Palace. She is full of women and cater to the reading trends of modern people. Why not go and interview her?"

"Maoshan Taiqing Palace?" She stared at Yin Hui with wide eyes: "What you said is true? Why are there so many branches in Maoshan? It turns out that I still think Maoshan is just a group of Taoist priests who catch zombies."

"Tsk!" Yin Hui glared at Lan Ting disdainfully: "You don't know more. I will let you see the depth of Maoshan next day."

Lan Ting jumped up from the sofa excitedly, reached out and slapped Yin Hui as a sworn: "Okay, if you break your promise, I will curse you to make sanitary napkins for the next life."

He was stunned, and was so surprised that he was not stunned for a long time. Lan Ting seemed to realize that her carefreeness was a bit too much, and she left the room as if she was escaping.

Looking at her leaving figure, he smiled faintly: "Why are the non-mainstream people getting more and more disgusting now?"

Lying on the sofa, his whole body was weak. After a conversation with Lan Ting just now, those eyes finally disappeared from his mind, and his heart calmed down again. In this deadly silence, he fell asleep in a drowsy way.

The room was pitch black, with only the street lights outside the window illuminating the light. It was extremely dim and could barely tell the range of about two meters around.

Squeaky.

The door opened, and a tall woman slowly walked in in a miniskirt for performance. Looking at Yin Hui, who was sleeping on the sofa, walked up gently, stretched out her slender white hands, and gently stroked his forehead.

He quietly opened his eyes, looked at the woman standing in front of him, and was stunned.

He knew the woman in front of him, a singer who called himself the Red Flower Messenger.

How could he be here?

His head was quiet. He wanted to stand up, but his body seemed to be bound by something and could not move.

"Yin Hui, I'm here." She smiled faintly.

"Oh, sit down." Yin Hui didn't understand why she didn't make a fuss, but instead felt that her arrival was a very common thing.

"Why don't you go to find me?" The girl was a little resentful.

"Go to find you? Didn't you tell me to find you?" He looked at the girl. "And I don't know where you live."

"You lied to me. You clearly know, look, my address is written on my business card." The girl pointed to the business card with a little anger: "Look, you obviously know."

He hurriedly picked up the business card and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw a line of address written on it.

He felt a little strange. What is a singer doing when printing a business card?

"Hmph, why are you lying to me?" The girl became even more angry.

"I..." He couldn't tell what to say.

"Come and come to me, I'll wait for you, I must come to me." The girl smiled at her, then slowly stood up, moved her slender and sexy legs, slowly walked to the door, and made a goodbye gesture, coming and going in a hurry.

"You're leaving so soon?" Yin Hui looked at her with a look of reluctance.

"Come and come and come to me!" The girl's figure faintly dissipated from the wooden door.

"Stop, I have something to ask you." He hurriedly chased after him, trying to move his legs. But he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead and could not move.

"Wait, wait." Yin Hui shouted again and hurriedly chased after him. His legs finally moved, but as soon as his legs moved, he actually knocked down a hard thing. The severe pain made him roar.

The eyelids slowly opened.

Everything in the dream disappeared.

He let out a long sigh, and it turned out that he was just dreaming. He felt the sweat on his forehead and slowly reached out to wipe it.

But something cold slipped from his hand and he looked down and it turned out to be the business card.

His relaxed nerves suddenly tense up and he thought hard. He had already dumped his business card into the club, why did he come back? Could it be that everything he dreamed of just now is true?

He stared at the business card stupidly, slowly held it in his hand and observed it carefully, with the girl's name, address, and phone number written on it.

"What a strange business card." He took a breath: "I have never seen anyone print the address on the business card." His brain was running quickly, but the next second he felt something was wrong again: "I didn't see this address when I was in the club, this is..."

He was stunned, time frozen at this moment.

The girl was not that simple. This was his first idea. He held the business card in his hand and looked over and over, and finally found a few small words on the back.

The font is very small, and if you don't look carefully, you will definitely not find it.

"Come and find me!"

The three words were clearly printed on paper, as if they were military orders.

"Come and come and find me!" The girl's voice echoed in her mind again.

"Look for her?" he muttered to himself.

I was filled with desire and impulse, the urge to see the girl. There was only one thought in my mind.

Only by finding him can one calm down. When he thought about this, his steps could not help but move. He knew that the girl was not a normal person, but he still wanted to find her, talk about her inner bitterness and vent his own ###.

The steps gradually accelerated, and took two steps in three steps, and soon arrived at the door and opened the door with a click.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Three golden lights came from behind the door and hit Yin Hun's forehead. He only felt his eyes lit up, and then he fainted.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, and the pain woke him up. Looking at the soul-rejecting banner hiding behind the door, emitting a light yellow light, he sighed heavily.

Fortunately, I hid the Soul-Rejecting Banner here before to protect Tang Yan and Shen Feifei. Otherwise, I would have been doomed this time.

With an extremely imaginary situation, when he recalled the scene just now, he had already guessed a rough idea and understood why he was so impulsive just now.

He knew that there was a small magic called the Maze Formation. Those who had fallen into this kind of formation would fall in love with someone according to the wishes of the formation caster and obey the words of the loved ones. Before unzipping the formation, his thoughts were controlled by that person.

Thinking about it now, he may have fallen into that formation, so he is so obsessed with the singer.

"The Red Flower Envoy is ridiculous. Yin Hui, Yin Hui, I didn't expect you to be tortured to death by this formation," he smiled as if he had been self-deprecating and placed the Soul-Rejecting Banner again. If it weren't for the Soul-Rejecting Banner this time, he would have been doomed.

"But who is using this formation on himself? What is his purpose? How did I get this formation?" My brain ran quickly, and finally focused all the doubts on the business card. The business card must have been touched. When I took it, I really realized that a thin layer of yin energy was floating on the business card.

"Tsk!" threw the business card aside with disdain.

"No, the girl must be related to Christianity. I think I'd better go to a tryst and explore the girl's background." As he did, he stuffed his business card back into his mouth and hurried out.

According to the address above, he quickly found the girl's residence.

This is a pretty luxurious apartment, and the girl lives on the seventh floor. When she walked to the corridor, she had already noticed that the elevator was broken, so she had to admit that she was unlucky and climbed up the stairs.

In order to make his performance more realistic and not be seen by the other party, he had actually broken the formation, he almost ran to the seventh floor in one breath, expressing the idea that he could not wait to see him.

Bang bang bang bang...

He knocked on the door in a hurry.
Chapter completed!