The next day, early morning.

There are not many green leaves left in the branches in front of the window. The gloomy clouds seem to be before dawn.

People always sleep for a while on rainy days.

The dim detective agency makes it difficult to distinguish the time at this time, and the biological clock is useless to a person with irregular work and rest.

In a hazy way, a feeling of being watched emerged from the bottom of my heart.

Intuition has taken effect.

The figure lying on the table moved slightly and raised his head.

The closed eyes opened, and the black eyes scattered from lax to condense, and suddenly collided into a wonderful world composed of black and red.

Black is dark, red is fiery.

"Why... don't sleep in the bed?" Kong Nanqing bent over and stared at Lu Li's angular face at a close distance.

The noses of the two were almost touching, and a pungent and burning smell came to their faces.

After she finished speaking, her head leaned forward slightly.

Lu Li sat up and happened to avoid it. His black eyes narrowed slightly towards the bedroom opposite the desk.

Yang Chunxue is not here, she calculates the time, and now she should go back to the ghost messenger to charge.

"The bed is so comfortable." Lu Li replied, barely explaining.

Kong Nanqing stood up as Lu Li raised her head, staring at him with Hongming's pupils, and said hoarsely: "Are you hungry?"

"Fortunately, I'm not hungry just now." Lu Li leaned into the chair, his tone slightly lazy.

Kong Nanqing turned her head and didn't dare to look at him. Her pupils flashed red, and her tone was hesitant: "Then should you eat first... or eat me first..."

Lu Li raised his eyes and stared at Kong Nanqing quietly for several seconds.

"Have a meal."

He tried not to let himself think about the word "suffering from the outside and tender from the inside".

"Okay, I'll do it."

Kong Nanqing nodded and turned to the kitchen.

Lu Li almost escaped from the blur after waking up, got up, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the bathroom.

He paused slightly through the dummy and then walked away.

Lu Li initially thought that he would take the dummy back and clean or prepare breakfast while he was resting at night. After all, he was very active when he was in Xishan High School.

It turns out that he was thinking too much.

This dummy has hardly left the door since he came to the detective agency and is loyal to the role of a clothes hanger - a clothes hanger that will throw away all the clothes that fall on you.

Lu Li walked into the bathroom, and the sound of washing was heard soon.

A few minutes later, Lu Li, who had finished washing, walked out and walked straight into the kitchen next door.

After a few minutes, there was no sound inside.

The stove was bright and the fire was bright, and Kong Nanqing stood in front of the stove, making her body darker and deeper.

Kong Nanqing's pupils flickered with the flames, and her breath became fluctuating.

The flame reminded her of something, such as pain and resentment.

"I'll do it." Walking aside, Lu Li took the apron from Kong Nanqing's hand and tied it, poured oil into the skilled pan and beat eggs.

Kong Nanqing stood aside and stared silently, her red eyes sometimes fell on Lu Li's slender fingers that were placing orders, and sometimes on Lu Li's firm side face.

The man wearing an apron made her feel inexplicably warm.

Kong Nanqing subconsciously raised her charred arms and stretched her way to Lu Li's waist, trying to hug Lu Li from behind—

Thumb-

The door was knocked.

"You go and open the door. If it is Shen Yuqiao, let her go downstairs to buy breakfast. If you eat, let her bring one more."

Lu Li said without raising his head, stirring the egg.

"Hello Sister Nan Qing, Sister Chunxue is not here... OK, I'll buy it now."

The faint sound of conversation came from the living room, followed by the sound of footsteps of leaving.

Put a bowl of stirred eggs next to it, turn off the heat, and unbutton the apron. Lu Li looked up and saw Kong Nanqing by the door looking strangely: "Don't you do it anymore?"

"Why do you have to make your own free breakfast without any action?"

Lu Li said calmly as if he were to go back to the living room and sit down.

Kong Nanqing, who couldn't quite understand, sat on the sofa with Lu Li.

She secretly looked at Lu Li beside her, and her charred palms were jutting towards Lu Li's hand little by little.

Scream-

The half-closed door was suddenly pushed open, and Kong Nanqing quickly retracted her palm.

"Lu Lili, I've brought breakfast."

Chen Yuqiao's eyes narrowed behind the round-framed glasses, and raised the plastic bag and shook it.

While eating silently, Chen Yuqiao held a cup of soy milk, held the straw in his mouth and said vaguely: "Lu Lili, what are we going to do today."

"Waiting for your cousin's call."

[Towards countless next stops, draw a long straight line——]

The mobile phone ringing happened to be ringing at this time and Lu Li connected.

"The boss found it! The Taoist robe you mentioned is the local Taoist temple in Pingling, and the Ganqing Temple in Hutou Mountain. I remembered it last night but it was too late and I didn't say it..."

"Um."

"Ah so cold... I worked hard-"

"Is there any other situation?"

"...Boss, do you think I'm annoyed? Cough and stop making trouble. The main thing is not finished yet, but I don't know whether to talk or not..."

"speak."

"This Taoist temple has problems..."

Lu Li paused: "Is it haunted?"

"That's not. Which ghost is so crazy and dares to wander in front of Sanqing. It's just... I don't know how to describe it to your boss. I've been here a while ago."

"Then let's talk about your experience."

"Okay, I went to investigate the Taoist temple a while ago and ran to Hutou Mountain. When I came to the foot of the mountain, I looked up and looked up. Ah, what a beautiful scenery. The green mountains and clear waters, the birds and flowers were singing. A faint breeze blew across the stone slabs intertwined with moss, brushing away the dust accumulated by the upper layer of time, showing the ravines blowing under the wind of time, and the steps were naturally formed and leading to the distant sky."

"You don't need to describe it in such detail." Lu Li interrupted Chen Qian's long speech.

"Hey...but I think it's necessary to describe it more carefully."

"I don't care about your mountaineering journey and your mental description. If you insist on describing it, please start after entering the Taoist temple."

"Okay... OK, I thought my literary talent could make you fascinated... After passing the indescribable climbing process, I finally stood in front of the Taoist temple gate. I complained at that time..."

...

"It's so hard to leave."

Chen Qian looked at the ancient Taoist temple built in the green shade ahead and gasped slightly.

"It was built during the Yongle period of Ganqing Temple. At that time, Taoist priests only wanted to find places with few personal trips and extremely cold places, so they chose this Hutou Mountain. We juniors had no choice but to suffer together."

An explanation came from the side.

Chen Qianwang, who thought he was talking to him, saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in gray Taoist robe accompanying a slightly fat tourist.

The slightly fat tourist smiled bitterly, with respectful expressions of his hands clasped and performed a Buddhist ritual: "To be honest, I have been in bad luck recently. I feel very distressed and want to come to Ganqingguan to ask for a visa to see my fortune..."

...

"Do you know what I heard that Taoist priest say to the tourists? I remember this kind of thing clearly and I will never forget it in my life. The Taoist priest said to the tourists who wanted to sign: 'You can ask for signing, but it is best not to be superstitious. If you are really lucky, I suggest you take a good look at yourself and your surroundings and try to improve them than asking for signing."
Chapter completed!