"What? Sending the moon to Wang Qiuyue isn't sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth? Even if you want to train this girl, you can't take such extreme measures, and Mr. Lu, you don't have the right to change other people's lives, right? "I always think what he said earlier is quite reasonable, but when I hear the last sentence, I feel a bit nonsense, it's like you want to exercise a child's willpower, you should first go to bed early and get up early, study hard, and come up to ask him to laugh at the cruel punishment for the lofty revolutionary ideals like Sister Jiang, this is not to pull out the seedlings to grow, this is to send him to death.

"Young man, you have always wanted to step into the Taiyi Xuanmen, just based on your knowledge and cultivation, I can conclude that you are no longer in this life."

"I just can't be a Taoist priest, and I can't inexplicably send an innocent girl to meet a madman who has lost his mind, since Wang Qiuyue is a member of your Maoshan Sect, why don't you clean up the portal, but let an innocent girl face such a person who has fallen into the devil's path alone? How can this make sense? ”

"Let's go back to where we are, Mr. Yang, I'm so disappointed in you." His expression changed to extremely unpleasant as he said this.

"Mr. Lu, since you can save Mr. Lin's family, why can't you let Yueshang go, this is your Maoshan Sect persecuting the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master, even if you don't consider the girl's personal comfort, you have to look at the forces behind her? You don't want to fight the Dragon Tiger Heavenly Master, do you? Can you take on this responsibility? ”

Mr. Lu nodded slightly and said, "You really thought about it carefully, but have you thought about it, since I have come forward like this, but no one from the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master has come forward to protect the Silver Palace, why is this?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, yes, even the Light Holy Law of the Maoshan Sect has appeared for this matter, and it is obviously to protect Wang Qiuyue, why is it that none of the dragon and tiger real people who are respected in Taoism show up to protect the persecuted people under their own doors? Could it be that the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master is still afraid of the Maoshan Daoist?

"Do you have a deal in private?" I said.

"This is a matter of course, it is difficult for the two major sects to even sit down and talk about something, except for the secret competition between the two, where does the secret deal come from." He said.

"Mr. Lu, it's not that I don't give you face, it's impossible for me to give the moon to a demon and let him persecute him, so long live understanding." Then I got up and left.

"Mr. Yang, let me remind you, if you just go out like this, you may not be able to leave." Without hesitation, I opened the door and walked out.

There is no change in everything in front of me, which makes me feel a little weird, the old way can't let me go so easily, there must be a mystery in this.

So I was careful with every step, for fear that a demon would suddenly come out, but the whole way was so peaceful that the street lights didn't even flicker.

Then I was faced with two choices: take the elevator or take the stairs? Thinking for a moment, I still take the elevator, the stairs are long and narrow and dark, who knows what kind of mystery the old way will arrange, thinking of this, I clicked on the elevator door and walked in, just when the door was about to close, suddenly a slender white hand blocked the elevator door that was about to close, and as the elevator door opened, I saw a beautiful girl wearing a red dress, full of hair, and beautiful facial features with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm sorry." After that, I walked into the elevator, and the fragrance was overflowing in an instant.

I noticed that she was wearing high heels, but I was 100% sure I hadn't heard the sound of the heel hitting the ground before, there was something wrong with this woman, and I took a few steps back vigilantly thinking of this, and I quietly watched the woman's every move on the side of the elevator.

She stood very upright, her back looked very beautiful, pretty, and occasionally brushed her hair with her hand.

Such a dignified woman shouldn't be a ghost, it seems that I am too careful, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stared at the elevator "to the station".

But soon I found out that the problem appeared, that is, the elevator never reached the bottom, after going down to the seventh floor, although I could clearly feel that the elevator was always in the downward passage, but the indicator light never reached the sixth floor.

What is a ghost's favorite number?

It is seven, because the seventh day after death is the night of the soul, which indicates that a person has completely become a ghost.

Could it be that Mr. Lu has summoned a ghost to deal with me?

But after thinking about it carefully, I think it's unlikely, he is the light holy law of the Maoshan Sect, and it is impossible to use this kind of indiscriminate means, if this news spreads, then the Maoshan Sect will not let him go, so the ghost I saw has nothing to do with Mr. Lu.

As soon as I thought of this, I vaguely heard the sound of ticking, and the relatively closed space of the elevator gradually filled with a smell of blood, only to see that the hem of this woman's skirt kept dripping blood, and the elevator floor was already full of blood unconsciously, and the dark red blood slowly flowed towards my feet.

Looking at the red dress she was wearing, I knew I was in big trouble.

So I hung up in the air with the handrail, and during this period of cultivation and exercise, my physical fitness has definitely improved greatly, so it was effortless, but the worst thing was that when the blood flowed to the place where I was standing, it actually spread up the stainless steel wall.

I didn't have a trick now, and I let go before the blood got on my hands; Standing on the ground covered in blood.

I said, "There is revenge and revenge, I am just a passerby, why should you embarrass me?" ”

"You men don't have a good thing, and reason with me just because you're afraid of death, right?" She said.

"First of all, you may not be able to kill me, and secondly, I haven't offended any woman, I'm not a saint, and I'm willing to secretly look at a pretty girl twice, but I've always respected women very much, please don't misunderstand me."

"Misunderstood you?" After that, she let out a disdainful laugh and said, "If you don't feel sorry, dare to look at me?" After that, she turned around, and her face was still the same as before, unchanged at all, and she saw a pair of bright and clear eyes, without the slightest resentment or anger.

Her eyes are so pure, can a ghost have such eyes? I said secretly.

Yi Yi didn't necessarily just feel the breeze swaying, the woman and the blood in the elevator disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to normal.

I saw that the elevator quickly descended to the sixth floor, and then went down one by one, and finally reached the first floor, and I still felt a little strange when the elevator door opened, could the ghost let me go so easily? This is completely inconsistent with the definition of a ghost.

But the road under my feet was indeed flat, and not far away was a crowded road, and the staircase was as dark as ever.

It seems that the ghost I encountered was not really a ghost, otherwise it would not have been possible to leave so easily.

Thinking of this, I walked towards the door, and when I walked out of the hallway, I felt a strong wind blowing in my face, which made me palpitate.

It seems that "she finally left", so I strode out with confidence, when I was about to step on the sidewalk with one foot, I suddenly felt the whole body fall down, and then the foot hovered in the air and couldn't step down, so I heard Mr. Lu say steadily: "Mr. Yang, don't panic, you first see the road under your feet before making plans." ”

I only felt the scene around me spin for a while, and in the blink of an eye I found myself standing on the guardrail at the top of the tall building, one foot hanging out in the air and stepping on the blade of a sword, only to see Mr. Lu holding the hilt of the sword firmly with one hand.

The traffic of vehicles and people under my feet looked like ants, and if it weren't for Mr. Lu's sword to support me, I would have fallen from a building dozens of stories high into a puddle of meatloaf.

Although Mr. Lu seems to be polite and polite, his arm strength is amazing, and he holds a sword steadily, without even shaking, and still said in a calm tone: "Don't be in a daze, retreat slowly, don't panic, you are safe now." ”

I took a deep breath, withdrew the strength of my forward body to the other foot, and steadily retracted the foot that was stepping on the sword, standing on the stone platform, I suddenly felt a sense of happiness that I had escaped death, and I jumped back to the platform with a strong sigh of relief.

The silver light flickered, Mr. Lu inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, and with this skill, he could know the energy contained in his body, perhaps seeing the confusion in my heart, he said: "Don't worry, I am a Taoist, not a dark wizard, and I didn't recruit a ghost." ”

"Did I inadvertently provoke it myself?" I said.

"Of course not, Mr. Yang, have you ever made a feud with anyone? Someone is plotting to kill you. Mr. Lu said.