The barbecue stall was dimly lit and filled with smoke.
On the bumpy street, an old tricycle was wobbling past a nearby rental building, rolling over potholes and puddles. In the lighted window, Lu Liangsheng was sitting on the sofa, looking at the vacated dining table with interest. A man and a woman were walking arm in arm into a door that stood out in the air.
It was like a couple meeting their parents. The man who opened the door should be the girl's father. He enthusiastically invited his daughter's boyfriend in. The space suddenly changed into a living room, where they chatted and talked about family matters.
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The Toad Taoist priest, who was sitting on his disciple's lap, touched his flat chin, jumped onto the floor and walked to the conjured living room. He raised his toad face and walked among the three people. He stretched out his webbed feet and patted the calf of the woman in the short skirt, and touched the fabric of the young man's trouser leg. The three men seemed to just feel a little itchy and scratched themselves, and did not pay attention to the toad in front of them.
“Not bad, not bad, it’s really immersive! And it feels great.”
Taoist Toad looked at his disciple on the sofa and pointed at the TV over there: "Next time, draw those movies about foreign people fighting and killing each other on TV, so that I can have a good time."
The words were passed to the sofa over there. Lu Liang peeled a peanut, knocked the old donkey who stretched out his mouth with the back of his hand, stretched out his hand, and put a handful of peanuts on the coffee table for the old donkey to eat at will. He responded to his master with a "Okay." At the same time, his handsome face turned to the side and looked at the door.
Over there, Toad Taoist climbed onto the legs of the woman who was performing the story, jumped onto the small table and took a sip of tea. He listened to his apprentice's words, and the evening breeze blew outside, bringing sounds different from those of the market.
The toad narrowed his eyes, stretched his two short legs, stood up, shook his wide sleeves, stood behind the small table and nodded slightly.
"We have guests."
Lu Liangsheng sat there, smiling, and nodded: "There is more than one person. Judging from the aura, they should be the people from Qixia Mountain yesterday."
The toad with its webbed feet looked out the window, its robe fluttering in the wind. It came down to the ground and returned to its apprentice, turned on the TV, continued to watch the images on it, and waved its webbed feet.
"Liangsheng, go and get rid of them."
"Let them in. It's better not to have any contact with them." Lu Liangsheng felt nothing wrong. He had just arrived in your place and had not done anything bad, so he did not feel guilty. But he also did not want to have too much interaction with the people in this place.
As he said that, he stretched out his hand from his sleeve, flicked his fingertips towards the door, and with a slight "click" sound, he twisted the lock to open it, making the master and the old donkey disappear, and not using the illusion magic, it would be good if he could scare them away.
Almost at the same time, several footsteps were heard outside the house walking softly up the stairs.
A big man in a suit put the device on the ground silently, pressed a button, nodded to a man and a woman walking against the wall in front of him, and made a "ready" gesture. The latter held the guns in both hands and gathered them on one side of their shoulders, and walked to the door in small steps.
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Hearing the chattering voices behind the wall, Liu Qingyue took two deep breaths and nodded to her male companion. A Feng on the opposite side looked at her fiercely, strode towards the door, and kicked it with his foot -
Bang!
The door was not locked. It opened inwards and hit the side wall. The man raised his gun and yelled inside: "Don't move! Put your hands on your head and squat!"
As soon as the words fell, the voice suddenly cut off. The man was stunned. Seeing this, Liu Qingyue, who was hiding on the other side, called out, "Afeng?" He quickly stepped out and pointed the gun inside. What came into view was an ordinary family. Two men and one woman were sitting there drinking tea and chatting. They didn't seem to hear the movement at the door.
"So arrogant?! He actually ignored us." A Feng came back to his senses and muttered, slowly lowered his weapon, and walked towards the seemingly older man, "Excuse me, is this Lu Jun's rental house?"
However, the old man ignored him and continued talking to the couple opposite him as if no one was around.
At the door, Liu Qingyue frowned slightly, followed him in and looked at the three people over there.
"They seem... unable to see us?"
Afeng walked around the old man and reached out to touch the man in the couple opposite him. He pressed his fingertips on the other's neck and clearly felt the warmth and physical sensation, just like an ordinary person. The latter also reacted with the tickling reaction, as if he felt someone touching him.
"They're real... but they can't see us, which is weird."
"Could it be that we were noticed by the other party and were pulled into some kind of hallucination?" Liu Qingyue's pretty face showed a solemn expression. Seeing the male companion reaching out to touch the woman in the couple again, she shouted softly: "Afeng, what are you doing?! Even if it is an illusion, you can't do anything rash."
"You said it might be an illusion, so it can't be real!"
The man withdrew his hand in dismay, and lightly touched the hair of the woman in the couple. He smelled the fragrance of shampoo, raised his gun and swept around, shouting: "Come out! Don't hide. We don't know you are here. The surroundings have been blocked by our people. It is impossible for you to leave!"
Sitting on the sofa where they couldn't see him, Lu Liangsheng watched a man and a woman guess the illusion. He wasn't surprised. This group of people were quite experienced, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to easily deal with the wooden ghost that night.
"Cousin, what's the noise outside?!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, and the bedroom door opened. A slightly plump young man in a topless shirt leaned out halfway and shouted outside. Seeing five strangers in the room, he quickly shrank back in fear, poked his head out again, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Where is my cousin?"
Lu Liangsheng slapped his forehead, and suddenly forgot about Lu Jun who had been sleeping in the bedroom for the whole afternoon. Now he didn't know when these two people would leave. Over there, the man and woman who saw the main person coming out made a prompt decision, rushed to the bedroom, and dragged out the slightly fat young man with trousers and shirtless from the room.
"Your name is Lu Jun?"
"Yes... Who are you? This is the house I rented..." Lu Jun wanted to argue, but when he saw the guns hanging by the man and woman's legs, he stuttered, took a step back, and waved his hands repeatedly: "I am not Lu Jun, you have the wrong person."
A Feng sneered and pulled him over. He reached into the pocket of his half-tied trousers and took out his wallet. He pulled out an ID card from it, glanced at it, and then threw it into the cupboard.
"And then? So you also forged your ID card?"
Lu Jun forced a smile and shrank back tremblingly, his teeth chattering, "Let's talk it over... You two... I wish I didn't know you..."
Liu Qingyue, who was standing by, raised her hand to hold the man's shoulder, who was still trying to speak, and glared at him, "Ask about serious matters, don't scare him, he's just an ordinary person!"
As she spoke, the woman looked at the young man opposite her with gentle eyes.
"Your name is Lu Jun. You know Wang Laojiu, right? He has been arrested for using a large amount of counterfeit money. According to his confession, he received all the counterfeit money from you. Let me ask you, where did your money come from? Who gave it to you?"
On the way here, she had read information about Lu Jun, an ordinary person who had been following the crew as an extra for many years, with a low income and whose social circle was also in the extra circle. Suddenly, he had such a huge amount of money, which obviously had different routes, not to mention that they were coins with the same serial number, which must be related to the psychic.
As long as he gave the other party up, Liu Qingyue still felt that she could give these low-level people a lighter sentence. After all, few people could withstand such violence.
Lu Jun was so scared that he stammered, "Where is my cousin...cousin...?" The room suddenly became quiet, and the three people who were talking and performing before sat in their chairs without moving.
The moment Afeng and Liu Qingyue realized something was wrong, they turned around and heard a sigh coming from the empty sofa over there.
"So you're here because of the money. This has nothing to do with my cousin. Just come and ask me."
A handsome young man with short hair and wearing a T-shirt suddenly appeared on the sofa. He threw away the peanut shells in his hand, stood up and looked over with a smile.
The voice also said gently:
"Let's sit down and talk."