Chapter 530 529. Exorcist

  He Jiaoyang shuddered subconsciously, he thought for a while, and pressed the buttons on the upper floors of Lu Jian's building.

   Anyway, nowadays people don’t even know who their neighbors live, let alone who lives upstairs.

   Just when He Jiaoyang was thinking about what to do when he landed and stumbled at home, a sentence suddenly sounded in the elevator, which was so silent that there was only the small sound of advertisements.

   "Newly moved in?"

   Lu Kizuna asked.

  This person is too social, right? Now that everyone is socially terrified, how can someone talk to strangers?

  He Jiaoyang looked at Lu Bian through the mirror reflection. Lu Bian was flipping the phone with his free hand, as if his attention was not on him, he breathed a sigh of relief and replied.

"Yes indeed."

   "The environment here is good. Are you renting a two-bedroom or a three-bedroom?"

   Lu Kizuna asked casually.

  ? ? ? ?

  He Jiaoyang doesn't understand at all, what does it have to do with you if you live in two or three bedrooms? Where are you putting the census on hold?

"single..."

   He Jiaoyang thought for a while and replied.

In Jiangcheng, many second landlords will convert their houses into two single rooms and rent them out separately. He Jiaoyang thinks that there must be something similar in this community. Anyway, it is impossible for Lu Jian to know the type of apartment, and the decoration of the house upstairs is clear. .

   "Oh, the current landlord is really dark, and the single room will be rented out as two suites."

   Lu Bian responded.

"Yes."

  He Jiaoyang nodded again and again.

   "I'm here, you go slowly."

   Lu Kizuna's floor arrived, and he got out of the elevator, not forgetting to say goodbye.

  He Jiaoyang forced a smile.

   He looked at Lu Kian, took out the key, and walked towards one of the houses. The elevator door slowly closed, and he was about to isolate himself from Lu Kian.

  He Jiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

   Suddenly, a hand reached into the elevator door that was about to close, causing the elevator door to stagnate a little.

  He Jiaoyang's heartbeat also stagnated.

   "I remember, I'm going to the nineteenth floor too."

   Lu Bian smiled and walked into the elevator again.

  He Jiaoyang oozes cold sweat on his forehead.

   What the **** is this guy doing!

   Oh, he's always a ghost, that's fine.

  Wait, if Lu Bian followed him upstairs, wouldn't he be revealing that he was sneaking in?

  He Jiaoyang thought for a while, or he pretended that he didn't have the key and wanted to call the landlord. Maybe he could use Lu Kian's social arrogance to visit his house during the waiting time?

  His brain has never been running so fast, probably under heavy pressure, people's thinking will become active.

   The process of going up the elevator has never been so torturous.

  He Jiaoyang looked at the advertisement screen in the elevator that was selling clothes, and there was always an illusion that the expressions of the people inside had become grim.

  ding dong——

  The elevator reached the nineteenth floor, and He Jiaoyang got out of the elevator.

   He quickly glanced at the four households on this floor, they all seemed to be clean, and he wondered if there were any people now.

   Yes, cat's eye, you can see if there is someone through the cat's eye!

   Soon, He Jiaoyang found out that there was a family with black eyes, indicating that there was no one in this family!

   I think I live here, so no matter how much I knock on the door, there will be no response.

  Even if it’s really revealing at that time, it’s just as if you just moved in and admitted the wrong building!

   As expected of me!

  He Jiaoyang came to the door of that house and started his performance.

   ".Hey, I don't seem to have a key with me?"

   He tried his best to recall the performance skills he had learned in music classes in elementary school, junior high school and high school, so that he would not look so jerky.

   He Jiaoyang knocked on the door, his heart thumping.

   He was a little fortunate that there were still a lot of people in the community outside, and there were some noises, otherwise, the sound of his heartbeat would have been very obvious at the entrance of the corridor.

   "I'll call the landlord, hey, it's unlucky."

  He Jiaoyang smirked, then picked up the phone and moved slightly away from Lu Bian.

   At this time, Lu Bian took out the key.

   He inserted the key into the lock of the door He Jiaoyang had just knocked on, twisted it lightly, and the security door was opened with a creak.

  “???”

  He Jiaoyang was still struggling with which lucky friend to call. When he saw this scene, he was speechless.

   "You, how do you have a key?"

   he asked subconsciously.

   Could it be that Lu Bian is not only doing ghosts, but also stealing things?

  He Jiaoyang's pig brain has been overloaded.

   "Because I'm the landlord."

  Lu Kizuna opened the door, and inside was a well-decorated two-bedroom without any renovations.

   "Have you been deceived? Some intermediaries and the second landlord deceived people."

  Lu Bian smiled and asked back.

   "Ah I don't know"

   At this moment, He Jiaoyang has absolutely no idea what to think in his head.

   Lu Kizuna is the landlord?

  He bought this upstairs?

etc.

   The reason why there are no paparazzi in this community is that Lu Bian bought all the rental houses around where he lived?

  How could he be so rich?

  Uh, well, he is indeed quite rich, and the sum of the houses in these buildings may be the global box office of his movie for a day or two.

   "Do you eat BBQ?"

  Lu Kian put the barbecue on the table like a master, turned on the light, spread out the lunch box, picked up a bunch of grilled chicken skins and ate it.

   Oh, he was the landlord, so that's fine.

  He Jiaoyang stared blankly at Lu Bian's actions, not knowing whether he should run or stay.

   He is standing in the corridor, taking the elevator may be a little slow now, and running the stairs should be no problem.

   Facing Lu Jian in the room, He Jiaoyang was at a loss.

   Lu Kizuna patted the sofa next to him.

   "Sit down."

  He Jiaoyang made an unexpected move. After thinking about it, he might have been possessed by something. He walked into the room and sat beside Lu Bian.

   "The roast lamb here is very good, fat enough, but not stinky."

   Lu Kizuna handed him a skewer of fragrant roast lamb.

  He Jiaoyang took the mutton skewer blankly, not knowing if he should bite down.

   "Which Entertainment Weekly are you from? Or a reporter from a small newspaper. These days, there are very few stunned reporters who come here without knowing anything."

  Lu Kian inserted the straw into the milk tea, took a sip, and asked.

   ".Uh, me, I'm an exorcist."

   He Jiaoyang tells the truth.

   He has given up on treatment, he can do whatever he likes, and it will be over if he is rotten.

   Anyway, Lu Bian is like this, his life and death are still in the hands of the opponent, and it is difficult to fly.

  He Jiaoyang even started to eat mutton skewers, which is the right to die.

   "The exorcist?"

   Lu Bian glanced at He Jiaoyang up and down when he heard the words.

  I don't know if it was He Jiaoyang's illusion, but Lu Bian's eyes radiated a little bit of fluorescence just now, he thought it was just the reflection of the city lights.

   "How did you find me, I shouldn't have any demons to exorcise?"

  Lu Bian smiled and took another sip of the milk tea. He picked up a bunch of roasted gluten and took a bite. He Jiaoyang was hungry because of his appearance.

  ". Actually quite a lot."

  He Jiaoyang looked at the coffee table beside Lu Bian, where there seemed to be a dark shadow, like a cat squatting beside the barbecue, looking like he wanted to steal food.

   On Lu Bian's shoulders, there was still a cloud of black mist, which gradually outlined the appearance of a **** mouth, looking at the next moment to devour He Jiaoyang.

   What was even more terrifying was Lu Kian himself.

In He Jiaoyang's yin and yang eyes, he is like a pitch-black vortex, which is full of indescribable tentacles, mucus, eyeballs and flesh and blood. Just looking at it makes He Jiaoyang tremble, his legs go soft, and his brain It was as uncomfortable as being inserted into a red-hot iron rod and stirred frantically.

   He felt his sanity burning.

   (end of this chapter)