Yun Tuan beat his heart and retreated to the corner, "Someone in the building failed?"
But it is also possible that... there is a mole, and a conscious mole is scary. If it is true, that person has been hiding for at least two years.
Jing He blinked hard, and after a brief moment of shock, he pulled Yun Tuan's hood and moved aside, "I've chased him to the door of my house, what kind of perversion is this!"
Before he finished speaking, the car that had just fallen rose again at a rocket-like speed!
Electric sparks flickered all the way, and the elevator door on the outside was also crumbling.
Yun Tuan took a breath. If Jinghe hadn't wasted those few seconds just now, she would have ascended by now, and even her body would be incomplete.
Turning around, Jing Yujing and the two of them suddenly stood there like puppets, with sluggish expressions.
Yun Tuan looked around. There were small advertisements with symbols not only inside the car, but also outside.
The height is still about 1.8 meters, just within the line of sight of the two of them.
She raised her hand and tried to peel off the small advertisement, but the glue was too strong, so she only tore off a corner after a long time of digging.
Yun Tuan rummaged through the small bag and found an expired lip gloss.
She sighed, unscrewed the lid, painted out all the symbols, turned around and pushed the two of them awake.
"Hiss, ow... Xiao Yun Tuan, this palm of yours really has some personal grudges!" Jing He rubbed his shoulders, as if he had experienced a splitting of muscles and bones.
"It's an illusion, I'm so weak, how can I have any strength?"
Yun Tuan sighed and walked towards the stairwell. She pinched her lip gloss and prepared to deal with the small advertisements that appeared at any time. However, after looking around, the corridor was clean and there was no advertisement.
It's really strange, is there any barrier here?
She shook her head and walked up quickly.
Jing Yu stayed where he was, looked at the painted small advertisement, patted Jing He on the shoulder, "I'll leave this to you."
"I also want to eat noodles with soybean paste..." Jing He tried to shirk it, but after glancing at the elevator, he put away his smile and looked solemn.
……
Yun Tuan finally climbed to the high-rise building and checked around the house. There was no sign of forced entry. She picked up the noodles, disinfected them, and then opened the thermal bag.
The three thermal insulation boxes are all labeled with names.
Yun Tuan reached out and touched his name, and the ink marks were a little blurry.
The ink is still wet, and the font is as neat and straight as a primary school student's.
New chef?
The security door was pushed open, bringing up a weak airflow, which quietly turned around, crossed the balcony, and touched a certain thread...
A string of slender shadows swayed on the curtains.
Yun Tuan put down the unopened chopsticks, walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and a string of rusty bells hung on the clothes drying rod.
After taking a closer look, I saw that it should be made of brass. Under the rust marks were spells and words. It had a long handle and a "mountain" shape on the top. Five bells were tied together with silk thread. When the wind blew, the bells shook but did not emit any sound.
Sound.
Yun Tuan received a basin of water, added disinfectant, took off the bell with a clothes drying rod, and soaked it in the water.
Jing Yu watched Yun Tuan finish everything and raised his eyebrows, "What is this?"
"Sanqing bell, luckily it didn't ring, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live in this building."
I was scared for a while, how to get a welfare copy? When I came back, it was like the sky had changed. There was an elevator failure and a string of Sanqing bells.
"Spiritualist?"
Jing Yu frowned.
"Well, it's okay. This thing that pays attention to shaking techniques and formulas is easy to use." Yun Tuan smelled the slight smell of incense and frowned more tightly. The copper bell has been enshrined in front of the stage for three years and was washed with dew during the Double Ninth Festival.
It is the real Sanqing bell.
She just said it was more serious, but she didn't expect these five... to have a big background?
Who would throw away magic weapons!
What a prodigal son of the new era.
The cloud circled around the balcony and found nothing else. "Forget it, I'm going to starve to death. I'll see again later."
As she said that, she took a vegetable cover, covered the basin, and went back to eat fried noodles.