The bar was full of bright lights and men were in pairs. Lu Yingjiu rarely saw such scenes, and never thought that he would fit in so perfectly the first time he saw it.
Respect for leisure is indispensable.
Now the two of them were still tightly together, inseparable, like a new member of the dog man. They walked all the way to the bar, and Lu Yingjiu quickly glanced around, but didn't see the uncle from the daytime.
However, another young bartender saw them and came over. He looked at them with his eyes and smiled delicately: "Would you like to drink my drinks?"
Lu Yingjiu was about to answer, but Jing Xian pulled him into his arms again and said, "Drink, but not yours."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
"Oh," the young man smiled in a rather girlish way, "My brother is so fierce."
Jing Xian leaned against the bar and said, "Two glasses of Tequila Sunrise." He looked down at Lu Yingjiu and smiled, "I can be more fierce when I'm not, right?"
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
If it weren't for the situation, he would have held his forehead with his hand.
The young man smiled knowingly and went to mix the cocktails.
Lu Yingjiu was in his arms, trying to hold back, but she couldn't connect this second-generation rich kid who deserved a beating and was so showy with the "normal" Jing Xian before, so she finally couldn't help but say, "Have you been possessed by another spirit?"
"Is there?" The music around them was so loud that Jing Xian almost whispered in his ear. His voice was so deep that it made his eardrums numb. "I thought the reason I came here was to adapt to the local customs and blend into the environment."
“Right…” Lu Yingjiu thought, that’s true, but why did you hold my waist so tightly
Jing Xian added: "I don't actually have much experience, would you like to teach me?"
"What else do you need to teach me? You can become a master right away." Lu Yingjiu calmly tried to pry open Jing Xian's hand. Although he was calm, he also used 50% to 60% of his strength... In the end, he couldn't pry it open. He thought to himself, what did Jing Xian eat to grow up? It would be a pity if he didn't learn some spells to strengthen himself with this strength.
The young man served them both wine, pulled a chair over and sat right opposite them.
Lu Yingjiu finally sat down separately from Jing Xian, and only then did he notice that the young man had put on eye shadow, and the tails of his eyes sparkled in the light.
He was obviously very interested in Jing Xian. His eyes drifted straight towards Jing Xian, and he also quickly glanced at Lu Yingjiu with subtle hostility.
Lu Yingjiu remained calm.
How many people has he met? The other person's little expressions and thoughts are too obvious.
But in this case, it is better to ask politely.
The mysterious old lady is gone and they can't find any clues about her suicide. They can only hope that Jin Xiaoyang might have said something more to his colleagues.
Moreover, almost as if by intuition, Lu Yingjiu felt that this matter was not simple.
He was under the bar, and gave Jing Xian a light kick.
Jing Xian understood what he meant and asked, "Is there someone called Jin Xiaoyang here?"
"Oh yeah, you guys know each other?"
"We chatted for a while. He said he's been suffering from insomnia lately, so I just came to see him."
The young man really fell for it: "Did he tell you that he saw a ghost? The old lady's thing?"
"Yes," Jing Xian nodded, "So, he is not here?"
The young man laughed and said, "Theoretically he should be here - he's late again. I've told him so many times, but he still oversleeps like a dead pig every day. His bonus is almost deducted. I think in a few days, he will just pack up and leave, and starve to death with his old wife."
This person obviously didn't know that Jin Xiaoyang had died a few hours ago.
Jing Xian took a sip of his cocktail and said, "I'm just curious about what happened to him when he encountered a ghost."
"He should have told you that the old lady was watching him and following him all day long." The young man shrugged, "Although I think he is just too sensitive."
Jing Xian's phone lit up. He opened it and saw a message from Lu Yingjiu: asking him if Jin Xiaoyang had ever guessed the reason for the ghost encounter.
Jing Xian quickly glanced towards Lu Yingjiu.
Lu Yingjiu was pretending to be half drunk, with his head supported by his left hand as if he was drowsy, and his cell phone in his right hand placed under the bar, without even looking at him.
Jing Xian retracted his gaze: "He didn't tell me why he encountered a ghost?"
The young man spread his hands and said, "If he knew, would he still be so worried? Well, let's not talk about this, it's meaningless." His tone became ambiguous, "We can talk about other topics."
Lu Yingjiu sent another message: Ask
Jing Xian chatted with the young man for a few more words, but it seemed that the other party really knew nothing and was not interested in this topic at all.
"If you really want to know," the young man said, leaning his head, "Ah Hu is close to him, I can call him over to ask. So, brother, what's your cell phone number?"
Jing Xian smiled: "I don't have a cell phone."
The young man's face changed: "It's not good for you to play tricks on me like this..."
Jing Xian quietly pointed towards Lu Yingjiu and whispered, "He is very strict - I will come to see you tomorrow."
The young man then looked at Lu Yingjiu angrily.
Lu Yingjiu didn't look at him, but his fair face alone could easily kill many stars. His appearance and figure were not androgynous. His facial lines, height, and long legs were completely different from those of women. His hand holding the cup was also well-defined, but it revealed a unique delicacy and good looks that could not be denied by his peers.
The young man looked at Lu Yingjiu, then at Jing Xian, and finally angrily accepted the fact that he was the wife. He said, "Why do you come to the bar with someone? Remember to come tomorrow," and turned away.
Lu Yingjiu took another sip of wine and looked back amid the deafening music.
From the moment they entered the bar, two pairs of eyes were fixed on them.
There was a man sitting on the sofa drinking behind him on the right, but his eyes kept drifting towards him. There was a heavily made-up woman directly behind him, talking on the phone, turning her head from time to time to glance at the road and wine.
After a while, the young man really called another thin waiter over.
This waiter was obviously much more reliable: "Oh, Xiaoyang did say that," he frowned, "let me think about it... He seemed to say that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen. I said at the time, did you go to see the old lady taking a bath? Otherwise, how could you offend her? Your taste is too unique, hahahaha. Hey, you are not the police, why are you asking this?"
"I'm not a policeman." Jing Xian reached into his wallet, pulled out five or six bright red bills and stuffed them into his hand, then smiled like a typical rich second-generation dude, "I'm just asking for fun. I like to think about supernatural events."
The waiter held the banknotes in his hand, struggling between money and friendship for half a second, and said decisively: "Xiaoyang said that it happened many years ago. It seemed, it seemed that there was a murder in this bar, and he saw something." He looked at Jingxian and stopped talking suggestively.
—6 years ago, in Dongcheng Music Bar, the Chen family was murdered.
Lu Yingjiu remembered this almost immediately, and after that, the place was renamed Xiangdong Bar.
Jing Xian didn't even count them, and stuffed several hundred dollars into his hand: "Hurry up and tell me."
"Anyway, why was he so sure that the old lady was a ghost?" The waiter lowered his voice, "Because he had seen her before—the old lady was one of the dead that year!"
Lu Yingjiu was shocked.
He was referring to Chen Minlan, the head of the Chen family.
But in a flash, Lu Yingjiu was even more surprised: If the old lady was really Chen Minlan, how could Chen Qi and those exorcists not recognize her today? !
Did Jin Xiaoyang make a mistake? Did the waiter lie? Or was there something else going on? He immediately remembered that there was a photo of the old lady in the post posted by Jin Xiaoyang, and he had taken a screenshot of it.
He lowered his head and sent the screenshot to Chen Xiaoling: Is this Chen Minlan
After more than ten seconds, the reply came: Yes, how do you have her photo
Lu Yingjiu couldn't help but tighten his grip on the wine glass.
In his peripheral vision, he saw the two people who had been staring at them from behind stand up and walk through the crowd towards him and Jing Xian.
This time, Lu Yingjiu realized that something was wrong with them.
The two men looked and even breathed and had heartbeats that were no different from those of ordinary people. But Lu Yingjiu was so experienced that in the dim light of the bar, he could tell from the stiffness of their steps and the half-second freeze of their eyeballs that ordinary people could not see that they were not living people. The expressions on their faces were also deliberately pretending to be lively.
The waiter was still mumbling: "Please don't tell anyone what I told you. I, I don't know if it's true or not. What if someone sues me for spreading rumors..."
"Dear." Lu Yingjiu suddenly interrupted him, went up to hold Jing Xian's hand, her tone seemed to be drunken, and her beautiful eyes were shining, "It's so hot here, come with me for a walk - don't listen to any ghost stories, past murders, they are not interesting."
Jingxian understood and waved to the waiter, who tactfully stopped talking.
Lu Yingjiu quickly glanced around: the road to the door had been blocked by the angle of those people, and the fire escape was in a far corner. The only way was to go up to the elevator on the second and third floors of the bar. So he took Jing Xian's arm and walked towards the elevator. When he passed by the waiter, he moved his hand lightly and stuffed a talisman into his pocket.
He was afraid that the two men would attack the waiter.
The waiter didn't notice anything and went to do other things. Fortunately, the ghost didn't seem to be interested in him and didn't even glance at him.
Lu Yingjiu tightly grasped Jing Xian's hand, and walked through the crowd, whispering, "There are two people following us... No, I should say they are all ghosts. I'm going to take them upstairs where there are fewer people and deal with them."
As soon as he finished speaking, a third person suddenly emerged from the crowd.
That was a little boy.
This bar obviously does not allow minors to enter, but everyone at the scene seemed to be invisible to him. They allowed him to flexibly move in and out of the crowd and walk straight towards Lu Yingjiu. His pupils were dilated until his entire eyes were black!
A man, a woman, and a child...
Lu Yingjiu had a vague guess in his mind that this family might be the Chen family who were killed here.
After Chen Minlan, they also ran away.
Lu Yingjiu had a physique that attracted ghosts since he was a child. Many times, when others came, nothing happened, but when he came, he attracted a group of old grudge ghosts. If the Chen family really came out, it would not be surprising at all.
This timing is really bad, as it happens to be the time when the bar is most crowded.
Arriving at the elevator door, Lu Yingjiu pressed the button and the elevator began to slowly descend from the third floor.
The numbers on the electronic screen change.
3rd floor.
The man pushed his way through the crowd rudely. Someone yelled at him, "Hey, hey, hey! Why are you pushing us? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?!"
2nd floor.
The woman knocked over a table of people's drinks. The guests subconsciously reached out to grab her arm, shivering from the cold, and the tips of their fingers turned blue when they pulled back their hands.
1st floor.
The boy came closer, and suddenly his mouth opened 180 degrees, and he rushed over screaming!
Lu Yingjiu pulled Jing Xian into the elevator, and the elevator door closed in time, almost failing to stop the boy's hand. There was a terrible scratching sound outside, like sharp nails scratching on the elevator door. Lu Yingjiu pressed the 3rd floor button, and the elevator slowly began to rise.
There are fewer people on the third floor, making it easier for him to exorcise ghosts.
The elevator started rising, and within two seconds there were several loud noises.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The floor beneath his feet was deformed, and three palm prints protruded hideously! The lights in the elevator kept flickering, and Lu Yingjiu could clearly feel that the speed of ascent was decreasing... It was as if something heavy was hanging under the elevator!
The elevator has a load capacity of 800kg, and he and Jing Xian together weigh more than 100kg. It is hard to imagine what is following them.
After a certain moment, the lights went out.
When the light came on again, the entire elevator was filled with bloody handprints, densely packed from the floor all the way to the top of the elevator.
The elevator passed the 2nd floor and started heading to the 3rd floor, when suddenly the lights went out again.
This time it didn't light up automatically.
Lu Yingjiu pulled out a talisman and lit it. The flame flickered, and in front of him was an upside-down ghost face.
The woman's face was covered in blood and she looked pale. She leaned down from the top of the elevator, no more than 5 centimeters away from him.
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
He grabbed the ghost girl's hair and pulled her down from the top of the elevator!
Before the ghost girl could react, a burning talisman was stuck on her forehead. The temperature was so high that it could burn her soul. With a sizzling sound, she let out a terrible scream! Lu Yingjiu made a gesture, and the fire engulfed her whole body. The short knife with a blood groove was unsheathed, and the clear blade light pierced through her head from top to bottom, nailing her to the elevator wall! He even thought that the force was not enough, so he stood up and stepped hard on the handle of the knife again until the blade was completely immersed.
The female ghost struggled for a few times and then stopped moving.
The whole process took no more than two seconds.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have been able to associate the gentle and handsome man with such a brutal execution. When these two things were combined, they formed a unique temperament in him that made it almost impossible to look away.
"bite!"
We arrived at the third floor and the elevator door slowly opened.
These were all private rooms, and the corridor outside was empty. Lu Yingjiu drew out his dagger, walked out of the elevator quickly, and said to Jing Xian, "Follow me closely."
Jing Xian didn't answer. Lu Yingjiu turned around and saw a dead male ghost lying at his feet.
Lu Yingjiu: "...How did he die?"
Jing Xian spread his hands and said, "I don't know either."
"No, it's obvious that he was knocked down by you." Lu Yingjiu held his forehead with his hand.
Jing Xian looked innocent: "I really don't know anything. This ghost is so scary."
He wasn't afraid at all, it was pure awesomeness. The tone of voice of the guys selling wine downstairs just now was a hundred times more sincere than his.
Lu Yingjiu was too lazy to worry about it at this time and looked around.
The little boy should be the only one left.
The surrounding was filled with gloomy energy and a biting coldness came from all directions. Different landscape paintings were hung on the corridor, and at this moment, the paintings were all stained with blood.
The boy's voice was almost in their ears: Hehe, come and play with me
Big brother, come and play with me
As long as you die, you can be my friend forever.
Lu Yingjiu stood where he was.
Most ghosts don't have the intelligence to communicate with humans, let alone a ghost with such a strong murderous intent, so it's even more impossible to communicate. Therefore, there is no need to leave any alive.
Since he had made up his mind to kill, he no longer hesitated and pinched a talisman to "invite the gods".
"Awooo--" The black fur ball with four horns appeared at his feet, ran around him with its short legs, jumping around happily.
"Go, play with him." Lu Yingjiu said, "Dogs are man's best friends."
"Ao!" Maotuanzi ran out with all his might.
For the next two minutes, Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian stood at the end of the corridor and saw the little boy running while crying, with Mao Tuanzi chasing him from behind.
Jing Xian said, "It's not a dog, right?"
Lu Yingjiu said: "Then he is not a human being either."
The little boy was running and suddenly fell down. Maotuanzi pounced on him and he turned into a ball of black mist in an instant and was sucked in by Maotuanzi.
The fur ball licked its fangs and disappeared with a bit of reluctance.
Jing Xian said again: "Do you know what I am thinking?"
"What?"
“Always keep your dog on a leash when walking it.”
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
The surroundings returned to silence.
The elevator was a mess and the door was stuck and couldn't be closed at all. Fortunately, no one noticed it and a bunch of people were dancing happily downstairs.
Jing Xian walked to the corridor and looked downstairs, then suddenly asked, "You pressed the 3rd floor button just now, right?"
"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu nodded.
"But we are on the 4th floor." Jing Xian said.
Lu Yingjiu also came over to take a look. They were indeed on the 4th floor. It looked like this place was not open to the public. No wonder they made such a big noise just now and no one came out of the corridor.
Looking around carefully, there was only one door at the end of the corridor. The style of the door was different from that of the other private room doors. It was reddish brown, heavy and gorgeous, with a relief of a forest carved on it. The golden door handle was sealed.
Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian looked at each other and walked over.
The two dark brown seals were painted with blue cloud patterns and strange birds respectively.
That was the seal left by the Qingdeng Society and the Chen family.
Lu Yingjiu immediately understood: this was the private room where the family was murdered.
The seal has a unique power, and ordinary people or ordinary exorcists cannot open it even if they come here.
Lu Yingjiu did not have the authority to investigate. But this was useless to him - even if he really went in and spent some time restoring the seal, who would know
If he really did it, it would be foolproof and no one would be able to find out.
So, should we open the door
For some unknown reason, that family of ghosts deliberately let them go to the fourth floor.
Lu Yingjiu stood there, pondering for a moment.
Jing Xian stood silently by the side, waiting for his decision.
But soon, Lu Yingjiu took a half step back and shook his head lightly: "After I go back, I will talk to Qingdeng about the situation here. Let's go first."
"Not going in?" Jing Xian asked.
"Most of the time, I will respect the rules." Lu Yingjiu said, "This is also to respect the family of five who died here. Jingxian, let's go."
The elevator was covered in blood and could no longer be used.
The two of them walked towards the distant stairwell. The music downstairs was still deafening. Lu Yingjiu had just drunk some wine, and her face was slightly hot. She thought it was a good opportunity to go out and get some cool breeze.
Boom!
There was a loud noise behind me.
They turned around and saw that the sound came from the private room.
There is someone in there!