Walking up the stairs to the fifth floor, the surrounding scenery changed instantly.
Compared to the snowy white of the other floors, the fifth floor looks... extremely normal.
Even a bit stale.
Xiaolan looked at the slightly mottled walls and window frames in surprise. The fifth floor was the highest floor of the courtyard, and everything in the corridor looked like the decoration style of the last century.
"Lao Mu's aesthetics is still stuck in that period," Qu Lianfan saw Xiao Lan's confused eyes and hurriedly explained, "He is not as fashionable as Sister Wu Ren. After all, we Lao Mu rarely go out, you understand.
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Although there are only five floors in the courtyard, the corridors on each floor are very long, with windows on one side and closed white iron doors on the other.
"That Lord God...is he on this level?" Xiaolan asked.
Qu Lianfan pointed to the end of the corridor, "Lao Mu's office is at the end."
The two walked through iron doors one after another, and Xiaolan counted the number of doors unconsciously.
"...Eighteen..." Xiaolan paused in front of the penultimate door, pointed at the dark wooden door and asked, "Why is this one different?"
Qu Lianfan's expression changed a little. He pretended not to hear and walked directly to Lao Mu's office door, "Come in quickly."
Xiaolan moved over knowingly, and just as she was about to knock on the door, Qu Lianfan stopped her.
"No need to knock," Qu Lianfan grabbed the door handle, "Just go in, Lao Mu knows everything."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "squeak" sound, and the door opened a gap in front of the two of them.
Qu Lianfan opened the door directly and Xiaolan walked in casually.
This is more like a... residence than an office.
The scene of working at a desk that Xiaolan imagined did not appear. The first thing that caught his eye were two mahogany chairs with smooth surfaces.
This is a living room. The walls of the living room are old and pale yellow. Except for two Taishi chairs and a bamboo screen in the center of the living room, there is no other furniture.
There was a half-open wooden door behind the screen. Qu Lianfan went straight over. As soon as he passed the screen, he shouted, "Old Mu! I've brought you!"
Xiaolan put her head into the room and was stunned.
There are countless white booklets floating in this room.
The brochures, some thin and some thick, were all floating in mid-air. Through the countless white brochures, Xiaolan saw Master Lao Mu sitting behind a desk in the corner of the room.
The small desk was also the style used in rural primary schools more than ten years ago. There were two or three books on the table. After one book flew away, another book floating in the air would fill its place.
.
The adult man behind the desk who was incompatible with this small desk raised his head and raised the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose with his left hand that was not holding the pen.
So handsome.
Xiaolan sighed in her heart.
The man was about in his early thirties, and his sharp eyes briefly looked at the two of them.
With just that look, Xiaolan felt like her heart had been seen through.
The look in Lord Tianjin's eyes is indeed extraordinary.
Was his exclamation just now also noticed? It's a bit embarrassing... But since this old man has grown up like this, he should be used to others praising his beauty...
"Lao Mu Lao Mu! I brought Liao Yilan to you!..."
Qu Lianfan had just finished speaking when he received a reproachful look from Lao Mu.
"Oh, yes...it's Lord Tianshen..." Qu Lianfan only changed the title, but did not change his attitude of being neither big nor small, "Lord Tianshen! This is Xiao Liao!"
Xiaolan was pushed forward by Qu Lianfan.
"Ah... uh... hello, God-sama."
Xiaolan didn't know how to say hello, because she remembered that Qu Lianfan said that Lao Mu was an old-school person, so she bowed to him.
Lao Mu cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Okay."
Xiaolan clasped her hands and saw Lao Mu staring at her, and looked at Qu Lianfan a little shyly.
"Old... Lord God, is Xiao Liao the latest ghost?" Qu Lianfan asked expectantly.
Lao Mu frowned and glanced at Qu Lianfan with disgust, "What are you talking about?"
"Ah?" Qu Lianfan was disappointed and confused, "Then why did you ask me to bring her here?"
Lao Mu sighed softly, shook his head, raised his eyes and looked at Xiaolan, "What else do you want to say?"
"Me?" Xiaolan blinked blankly, "I...I want to know how I died?"
Lao Mu's brows became even tighter. He tilted his upper body slightly toward the back of the chair, raised his left hand, and tapped his index finger in mid-air.
A thin booklet spun and flew to him, fluttering in front of his eyes.
Lao Mu's eyes swept over the paper, as if confirming some news, and said softly, "You are not dead."
Not dead?
Xiaolan was immediately stunned.
"Not dead?" Qu Lianfan seemed more surprised than she was, "How is that possible? Is she still alive?"
"Otherwise?" Lao Mu looked at Qu Lianfan helplessly, "Did you kill her?"
Qu Lianfan was choked.
This old wood can actually tell jokes.
After refuting Qu Lianfan, Lao Mu put the pen in his right hand on the table with satisfaction, rested his elbows on the table, clenched his palms, and said to Xiaolan, "Don't you know why you are here?"
Xiaolan nodded honestly, "Is this a place where a living person can just come in?"
Obviously not.
"Why did the ghost messenger recruit you here?" Lao Mu asked in a roundabout way.
Xiaolan pointed at Qu Lianfan, "He said I was dead."
Qu Lianfan was glared at by both of them and huddled in the corner without daring to speak.
"Don't you even know whether you are alive or dead?" Lao Mu asked.
"Actually, I can feel that I am alive..."
"Oh?" Lao Mu raised his eyes with interest.
"It's just that he insisted that I was dead, so I believed him."
Qu Lianfan was stabbed in the back again and could only raise his head and look at the ceiling to avoid embarrassment.
After listening to Xiaolan's answer, Lao Mu showed a somewhat disappointed expression. He did not ask any more questions, but took out a big black book from under the desk. With a click of his finger, the black book automatically opened to a certain point in the middle.
on page.
"At noon five days ago, and in the early morning three days ago, what did you do?"
This question came so suddenly that Xiaolan was confused for a moment.
"I...I'm in the game."
"Game?" Lao Mu asked, "What game?"
"It's called the Ten-Day Banquet. It's a..." Xiaolan didn't know how to describe those high technologies in words, "It's a very powerful game with a lot of bonuses."
"What about after the game?"
"As soon as the game ended, I was captured by him!" Xiaolan threw the blame to Qu Lianfan again.
"So..." Lao Mu waved his finger and the black book slammed shut, "Those things that the deceased recalled were not done by you?"