Chapter 15 Drinking

The bar is full of feasting and feasting, with men and women in pairs. Lu Yingjiu rarely saw this scene, and never thought that when he first saw it... he was so perfectly integrated into it.

Respect for leisure is indispensable.

Now they are still close to each other, like glue like paint, as if they have become the new molecules of dog boy boy. They went all the way to the bar, and Lu Yingjiu glanced quickly, but didn't see the uncle during the day.

However, there was another young bartender who saw them, came over, walked around them with smooth eyes, and showed a subtle smile: "You two, drink my wine?"

Just as Lu Yingjiu was about to answer, Jingxian pulled him into his arms: "Drink, but not yours."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

"Oh," the young man smiled rather girlishly, "Brother is so fierce."

Jingxian leaned against the bar and said, "Two cups of tequila sunrise." He looked down at Lu Yingjiu and smiled, "I don't, I can be more fierce at times, right?"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

If it wasn't limited by the scene, he would have supported his forehead.

The young man smiled knowingly and went to bartending.

Lu Yingjiu was in his arms, and he endured and endured it. He really couldn't connect this second-generation ancestor who was rude and arrogant with the "normal" Jingxian before, and finally couldn't help but say: "You were taken away. Did you leave?"

"Is there?" The surrounding music was so loud that Jingxian almost spoke in his ear, his voice was low and his eardrums were slightly numb, "I thought I came here to follow the local customs and blend in with the environment."

"Yes..." Lu Yingjiu thought to himself, the truth is this, why are you hugging my waist so tightly.

Jingxian added, "I don't actually have much experience. Would you like to teach me?"

"What else are you teaching, you can immediately become a teacher." Lu Yingjiu calmly wanted to break Jingxian's hand. Although it was calm, he also used five or six points of effort... but he didn't break it. He said in his heart that Jingxian grew up on what he was eating, and it was really a pity that he didn't learn some spells to strengthen himself.

The young man gave them a drink, pulled a chair over, and sat directly opposite them.

Lu Yingjiu finally sat down with Jingxian separately, only then did he notice that the young man wiped his eyeshadow, and the ends of his eyes flickered in the light.

He was obviously very interested in Jingxian, his eyes drifted straight to Jingxian, and then quickly glanced at Lu Yingjiu with a subtle hostility.

Lu Yingjiu remained silent.

How many people has he met? The other party's small expression and careful thought are too obvious.

But in this case, it is better to ask in a leisurely manner.

The supernatural old lady is gone, and they can't find any clues about suicide. They can only hope that Jin Xiaoyang may have said something more to his colleagues.

Moreover, almost like an intuition, Lu Yingjiu felt that this was not easy.

He was under the bar and kicked Jingxian lightly.

Jing Xian understood and asked, "Is there someone named Jin Xiaoyang here?"

"Oh yes, do you know each other?"

"We chatted for a few days. I heard from him that he has been suffering from insomnia recently, so I just came over to take a look."

The young man really got caught up: "Did he tell you that he hit a ghost? The old lady?"

"Yes," Jingxian nodded, "so, other people are not here?"

The young man smiled and said, "Theoretically, he should be there—he's late again. I've told him how many times, but he still oversleeps like a dead pig every day, and the bonus will be deducted. I think in a few days, He should just pack up and leave, and drink the northwest wind with his old lady."

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, what happened to his ghost attack."

"He should have told you that the old lady stared at him all day long and followed him." The young man shrugged, "Although I think he is just too sensitive."

Jing Xian's cell phone lit up, he opened it to see that it was a message from Lu Yingjiu: [Ask him, has Jin Xiaoyang guessed the reason for hitting the ghost]

Jing Xian quickly glanced at Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu was pretending to be half-drunk, resting his head on his left hand as if drowsy, holding his phone in his right hand under the bar, and didn't even look at him.

Jingxian retracted his gaze: "He didn't say why he hit a ghost?"

The young man spread his hands: "If he knew, would he be so worried? Oh, let's not talk about this, it's not interesting." His tone became ambiguous, "You can talk about other topics."

Lu Yingjiu sent another message: [Question]

Jingxian chatted with Xiao Young again, but it seemed that the other party really didn't know anything, and his mind was completely off the topic.

"If you really want to know," said the young man, holding his head, "Ahu is tougher than him, so I can call him and ask. So, brother, what's your mobile 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 like this..."

Jing Xian quietly pointed to Lu Yingjiu and said in a low voice, "He is very strict - I will come to see you tomorrow."

The young man looked at Lu Yingjiu angrily.

Lu Yingjiu didn't look at him, but just with that fair profile, he didn't know how many stars he killed in seconds. His appearance and stature are actually not neutral. His facial line, height and long legs are completely different from those of women. His hand holding the cup is also clearly articulated, but it reveals a unique, same-sex also. Undeniably refined and beautiful.

The young man looked at Lu Yingjiu, then at Jingxian, and finally angrily accepted the fact that he was the main palace, and said, "What are you doing in the bar with people, you must remember to come tomorrow", twisted. Dressed and left.

Lu Yingjiu took another sip of wine and looked back amid the deafening music.

Since they entered the bar, two eyes have been glued to them.

There is a man sitting on the sofa in the back right, drinking, but his eyes are always drifting towards him. Directly behind is a woman with heavy makeup, talking on the phone, turning back from time to time to glance at Lu Yingjiu.

After a while, the young man called another thin waiter.

This waiter is obviously more reliable: "Oh Xiaoyang said it," he frowned, "Let me think about it... He seems to be saying that he has seen something that should not be seen. I also said at the time , Did you go to see the old lady take a bath? Otherwise, how could you offend her? This taste is too unique, hahahahaha. Hey, you can't be the police, how can you ask this?"

"It's not a policeman." Jingxian took a swipe into his wallet, took out five or six pieces of red and beautiful banknotes and stuffed them into his hand, and then showed an extremely standard dandy second grandfather smile, "I'm just asking for fun, and I like to ponder about supernatural events. ."

The waiter grabbed the banknotes in his hand, struggled for half a second between money and friendship, and then decisively said: "Xiaoyang said, that was many years ago. It seems that there was a murder in this bar, what did he see? ." He looked at Jingxian and stopped talking suggestively.

——Six years ago, at the Dongcheng Music Bar, the Chen family was killed.

Lu Yingjiu remembered this almost immediately, and after that, it was renamed Xiangdong Bar.

Jing Xian didn't even count, and shoved a few hundred more into his hand: "Tell me now."

"Anyway, why did he decide that the old lady was a ghost?" The waiter lowered his voice, "It's because he saw her before—the old lady was one of the dead back then!"

Lu Yingjiu was shocked.

He was referring to Chen Minlan, the head of the Chen family.

But in the blink of an eye, Lu Yingjiu was even more surprised: If the old lady is really Chen Minlan, how could Chen Qi and the ghost exorcists not recognize her today? !

Did Jin Xiaoyang admit the mistake, did the waiter lie, or was there something else hidden in the matter... He immediately remembered that there was a photo of the old lady in Jin Xiaoyang's post, and he took a screenshot at that time.

He buried his head and sent the screenshot to Chen Xiaoling: [Is this Chen Minlan? 】

After more than ten seconds, a reply came: [Yes, why do you have her photo? 】

Lu Yingjiu squeezed the glass tightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two people behind him who had been staring at them get up, and approached him and Jingxian through the crowd.

This time, Lu Yingjiu could see that something was wrong with them.

The two people's appearance, even their breathing and heartbeat, are no different from ordinary people. But Lu Yingjiu's experience is too rich. In the dim light of the bar, from the stiffness of their steps, from the half-second stagnation when their eyeballs roll, from such details that ordinary people can't see at all, immediately Judging that this is not a living person - the expressions on their faces are also deliberately disguised vitality.

The waiter was still chattering: "Don't tell me what I told you, I, I don't know if it's true or not. What if someone sue me for making rumors..."

"Darling." Lu Yingjiu suddenly interrupted his words, went up to hold Jingxian's hand, his tone seemed to be drunk, and his beautiful eyes were gleaming, "It's so hot here, accompany me out. Let's go - don't listen to what the hell, past murders are meaningless."

Jing Xian understood and waved at the waiter, who wisely shut his mouth.

Lu Yingjiu quickly glanced around: the road to the door was blocked by the angle of those people, and the fire escape was also in a far corner. The only way to go is to go to the elevators on the second and third floors of the bar. So he grabbed Jingxian and walked towards the elevator. When passing by the waiter, he moved his hand lightly and stuffed a talisman into his pocket.

He was afraid that the two would do something to the waiter.

The waiter didn't find anything, so he went to work on other things. Fortunately, the ghost didn't seem to be interested in him, and he didn't give him a look.

Lu Yingjiu grabbed Jingxian's hand tightly, walked through the crowd, and said in a low voice, "There are two people following us... No, it should be said that they are all ghosts. I will take them upstairs where there are fewer people. solve."

As soon as the words fell, a third person suddenly appeared in the crowd.

It was a little boy.

This bar is obviously not for minors, but everyone at the scene seems to be unable to see him, allowing him to flexibly drill around in the crowd, walking straight towards Lu Yingjiu, his pupils dilated To the whole eye is black!

A boy and a girl, plus a child...

Lu Yingjiu had a faint conjecture in his heart that this family might be the Chen family who was killed here.

After Chen Minlan, they also ran out.

Lu Yingjiu had a physique of attracting ghosts since he was a child. Several times, when others came, he was fine, but he led out a nest of old grudges. If the Chen family really came out, it would not be surprising at all.

It is this time that is really bad, it happens to be the time when the bar is the most crowded.

At the elevator door, Lu Yingjiu pressed the button, and the elevator began to descend slowly from the third floor.

Digital changes on the electronic screen.

3rd floor.

The man squeezed through the crowd arrogantly, and someone shouted, "Hey! What are you squeezing! Are you rushing to reincarnate?!"

2nd Floor.

The woman knocked over a table of people's drinks, and the guest subconsciously reached out and grabbed her arm.

1st Floor.

The boy got close, suddenly opened his mouth, opened 180 degrees, screamed and rushed!

Lu Yingjiu dragged Jing Xian into the elevator, and the elevator door closed in time, almost not stopping the boy's hand. There was a terrible scratching sound from outside, like sharp fingernails scratching on the elevator door. Lu Yingjiu pressed down to the third floor, and the elevator slowly began to rise.

There are few people on the 3rd floor, which is convenient for him to exorcise ghosts.

The elevator went up, and within two seconds, there were several loud noises.

boom!

boom! boom!

The floor under my feet was deformed, and the three slap prints protruded hideously! The lights of the elevator kept flickering, and Lu Yingjiu could clearly feel that the speed of the ascent kept dropping... It was as if something heavy was hanging under the elevator!

The load of this elevator is 800kg, and he and Jingxian add up to more than 100kg. It is hard to imagine what is following them.

After a moment, the lights went out.

When it lights up again, there are bloody handprints all over the elevator, crawling all the way from the floor to the top of the elevator, densely packed.

The elevator passed the 2nd floor and started to go to the 3rd floor, and suddenly the lights went out again.

This time it didn't automatically light up again.

Lu Yingjiu pulled a spell and lit it, the fire went out, and there was an upside-down grimace in front of him.

The woman's face was covered in blood, her face was pale, and she leaned down from above the elevator, within 5 centimeters of him.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He pulled the female ghost's hair and pulled her off the top of the elevator!

Before the female ghost could react, a burning talisman was pasted on her forehead. The temperature could burn the soul, the sizzle sounded, and she screamed terribly! Lu Yingjiu squeezed a tactic, the fire engulfed her whole body, the short knife with the blood groove was unsheathed, and the clear knife light penetrated her head from top to bottom, and was nailed to the elevator wall! He even disliked the lack of strength, stood up straight, and stepped down towards the handle of the knife until the blade was completely submerged.

The female ghost struggled a few times, but didn't move.

The whole process took less than two seconds.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one could associate his gentle and handsome man with this kind of brutal execution. When these two are combined, it becomes a unique temperament in him, which almost makes people unable to take their eyes off.

"Ding!"

On the third floor, the elevator door slowly opened.

These are all private rooms, and the corridor outside is empty. Lu Yingjiu pulled out his short knife and walked out of the elevator quickly, not forgetting to say to Jingxian, "Follow me."

Jingxian didn't answer, and when Lu Yingjiu turned around, he saw at his feet... a male ghost who was resting.

Lu Yingjiu: "...How did he die?"

Jing Xian spread his hands: "I don't know either."

"No, it's obviously your fault." Lu Yingjiu raised his forehead.

Jingxian looked innocent: "I really don't know anything, this ghost is so scary."

He didn't have the slightest bit of fear, it was just a good read, and the tone of the few ducks selling wine just now was a hundred times more sincere than him.

Lu Yingjiu was too lazy to tangle at this time and looked around.

It should be the little boy left.

The surrounding yin was surging, the biting chill was coming from all directions, and different landscape paintings were hung on the promenade. At this time, the paintings were all stained with blood.

The boy's voice was almost in their ears: [Hee hee, come and play with me]

【Big brother, come and play with me】

【As long as you die, you can be friends with me forever】

Lu Yingjiu stood there.

Most ghosts are not rational enough to communicate with people, let alone such a murderous ghost, it is even less possible to communicate. Therefore, there is no need to leave a living mouth.

Now that he had decided to kill, he no longer hesitated, and squeezed a talisman of "please God".

"Aww—" The black hairball with four corners appeared at his feet, and ran around him with short legs, jumping happily.

"Go and play with him." Lu Yingjiu said, "Dogs are man's best friend."

"Ow!" hair balls struggled out.

For the next two minutes, Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian stood at the end of the corridor and saw the little boy crying and running, with hair balls chasing after him.

Jingxian said, "It's not a dog, is it?"

Lu Yingjiu said, "Then he's not human either."

The little boy ran and ran, and fell down with a click.The hair balls pounced on him, and he instantly turned into a cloud of black mist, which was sucked in by the hair balls.

Hairball licked his fangs, and disappeared a little too much.

Jingxian said again, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"what?"

"The dog must be on a leash."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

The surroundings return to quiet.

The elevator was in a mess, and the elevator door was stuck and couldn't close at all. Fortunately, no one found out, and a bunch of people were dancing happily downstairs.

Jingxian walked to the corridor and glanced downstairs, and suddenly asked, "You just pressed the elevator to the third floor, 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 doesn't look like this place is open to the public. No wonder they were so noisy just now that no one came out of the corridor.

Taking a closer look around, there is only one door at the end of the corridor. The style of the door is different from other private room doors. It is reddish-brown, thick and gorgeous, with the relief of the woods engraved on it. The golden door handle has a seal on it.

Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian looked at each other and walked over.

On the two dark brown seals, blue cloud patterns and strange birds were drawn respectively.

That was the seal left by the Green Lantern Festival and the Chen family.

Lu Yingjiu suddenly understood: This is the private room that was used in the murder case back then.

The seal has a unique power, and even if an ordinary person or an ordinary ghost exorcist arrives here, there is no way to open it.

Lu Yingjiu does not have the authority to investigate. But this thing is useless to him - to take a step back, even if he really goes in, after taking a moment to restore the seal, who can know?

If he really did it, it would definitely be leak-proof, and no one would be able to find out.

So, do you want to open the door?

That family of ghosts, for some unknown purpose, deliberately let them go to the 4th floor.

Lu Yingjiu stood there and pondered for a moment.

Jingxian stood silently beside him, waiting for his decision.

But soon, Lu Yingjiu took a half step back and shook his head lightly: "After I go back, I will tell the Qing Denghui about the situation here, let's go first."

"Don't go in?" Jingxian asked.

"Most of the time, I will respect the rules." Lu Yingjiu said, "This also respects the family of five who died here. Jingxian, let's go."

The elevator was full of blood, and it was impossible to sit.

The two of them made their way to the far stairwell. The music downstairs was still deafening. Lu Yingjiu had just drank some wine, and his face was slightly hot, thinking that he just went out to blow the cool wind.

Boom!

There was a loud bang behind him.

They turned back, and the voice came from the private room.

There is someone there!