At this time, Sang Luo had been maintaining the same posture for a long time.
She turned her fingers several times, but she couldn't figure out who sent it or what it meant.
Scam SMS?
Let's just take it as such.
After clicking on the screen a few times, Sang Luo decisively deleted the text message.
This farce was quickly forgotten by Sang Luo, and she didn't care at all who was behind it. She went to and from get off work as usual every day, and when she was free, she prepared the evil-proof props promised to Lu Chuming. .
Once, Sang Luo was carving a Pixiu, and the material was a piece of beautiful jade. Of course, the jade material was sent by the Lu family. All she had to do was carve and cast spells.
Although the most famous prop for exorcism is the talisman, some people like to place some yang-yang viewing trees at home, and for some special occasions, such as antique shops, they also like to place some statues of lions or mythical beasts. .
Etc., hundreds of schools of thought have their own methods, and all they want is stability and health.
Sang Luo is more casual. For her, just a random branch can be used as a disaster relief weapon.
The material is just a foil to her, but she can't bear the strong demand of her employer.
After finishing the last stroke, Sang Luo looked around carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
The bright white moonlight hits the jade stone like stars falling on it. If you look carefully, you will see bursts of halo emitting from the inside out.
After taking pictures of the things to the Lu family, Lu's father was so excited that he sent a message, "I'll pick it up tomorrow."
For these businessmen, a second of uncertainty can feel like a century to them.
Sure enough, early the next morning, Father Lu came to the door with a bunch of gifts.
There was an endless stream of reports around him, but they were in good order, and soon the whole room was filled with the goods in his hands. They are still quite smart and know how to arrange everything in order to avoid subsequent tidying up.
As soon as he entered the door, Lu Chuming was not in a hurry to pick up his things. Instead, he politely rubbed his hands and asked, "Is there anything else you're not used to living in?"
This villa is located in the best area of the college area. Although the room is not exaggeratedly large, it is at least several hundred square meters, enough to live in a dormitory.
It is enough to show that Lu Chuming has put his thoughts into it.
Sang Luo shook his head: "Everything is fine."
Lu Chuming asked again: "Is there anything else you need? You're welcome."
Sang Luo shook his head again.
"Then this money..." Lu Chuming took out a check from his pocket.
This made Lu Chuming even more uneasy. Since the last disaster, he had also gone to learn some knowledge about metaphysics and understood the "market" and expertise of this group of people.
Since Sang Luo rejected all his gifts, didn't he want to draw a clear line with him?
In the past few days, he had thought about many possibilities as to how he might have offended Sang Luo, and he almost didn't even sleep well.
Seemingly seeing his nervousness, Sang Luo said comfortingly: "You don't have to worry too much. We are all very principled and will not raise prices on the ground. Since you have already helped me, I will not accept any more extra things."
Lu Chuming looked at him doubtfully, a little confused: "What kind of help? What kind of help?"
Sang Luo said: "I have a classmate named Qian Fei. He was entangled by some villains. I ask you to help me protect his family."
Lu Chuming turned around and glanced at Mother Lu, who shook her head in panic.
Lu Chuming's head was sweating: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't receive the news."
"How could it be?" Sang Luo hesitated, "I also received a message from you."
In order to spread the news, she made a paper man and sealed all the information and paths on the paper man. How could she make a mistake?
So how did Qian Fei's family solve the problem?
She was deep in thought when she suddenly heard Lu Chuming ask: "Excuse me, can I see the message you received?"
Sang Luo nodded and took a look at his cell phone.
After seeing "received" and "completed" in the message, Lu Chuming was even more confused.
Are there so many good people in this world?
However, who would meddle in someone like this who is going to get involved in trouble at first glance.
However, when he saw the phone number, his expression became unbearable for a moment.
He took out his mobile phone and checked the phone number several times. His eyes became more confused and disillusioned each time.
He and Mother Lu looked at each other and muttered something.
Mother Lu also received the same expression.
Sang Luo watched them perform in a circle and said speechlessly: "Have you figured it out yet?"
Lu Chuming immediately realized that he was still in the other party's house and behaved in a particularly rude manner.
"Sorry, it's just us... ugh!" He was speechless for a few times, and looked at Sang Luo with a slightly complicated look.
"If you have something to say, just say it. If nothing happens, you can leave."
Since he knew that this was a mistake and the other party was unwilling to answer, Sang Luo had no intention of being polite.
"You misunderstood," Lu Chuming wiped his sweat and apologized respectfully, "We really don't know about this, and we don't want to take credit. The one who helped you this time is our master's young master."
The host’s house?
Sang Luo faintly noticed something.
Lu Chuming nodded: "Although our family is glamorous, compared with the main family, it is not qualified."
Sang Luo nodded. She also understood that, for example, a family like the Lu family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, often has several branches that continue to extend downwards and are distributed all over the world. For a family like this, the higher the position, the more they are valued. Bloodline.
Therefore, the status of the main family is naturally unattainable.
But, what does this family member have to do with her, why should they help her?
Sang Luo asked: "What is the name of the master's young master?"
"It's Master Lu Xingyuan."
Sang Luo: "..."
She thought for a while, and the person with turbid luck and the walking AI robot popped into her head.
Is he sometimes helpful?
Lu Chuming saw Sang Luo's expression change, and explained with a smile: "Maybe it's for the sake of my classmates."
Thinking of the red-haired man next to Lu Xingyuan, Sang Luo had some suspicions.
"Do Lu Xingyuan and Huo Ziliang have a good relationship?" she asked tentatively.
Lu Chuming didn't know what she meant, but he nodded: "Yes, Master Huo is often with Master Lu."
That's it.
After all, Huo Ziliang has always had an unusual enthusiasm.
Sang Luo rubbed his fingers. Since he had received someone else's favor in vain, he had better take the time to go back.
"Master, look at this..." Lu Chuming asked cautiously.
Sang Luo said calmly: "No matter what your problem is, I will solve it."
Lu Chuming's worried heart finally relaxed, and he calmly handed out the check, just like handing out a hot yam.
"Please accept this."
Since it was not ill-gotten gains, Sang Luo would naturally not refuse.
"I can give you some more talismans. Wearing them for a long time can make you healthy physically and mentally. Worshiping them for a long time can ensure the peace of your family and long live happiness."
Lu Chuming and his wife were overjoyed and thanked them profusely.
Seeing their excited expressions, Sang Luo made a decision in his heart.
The next day, when Lu Xingyuan came to the classroom, he felt something was wrong.
A bunch of people were looking at him. He didn't think this kind of look was strange, but the look they looked at him today didn't have the admiration and fear in the past, but a complicated one looking at a good show.
When they saw his gaze, these people all ducked away, pretending to look at the sky and the earth, but did not look at him.
Lu Xingyuan frowned.
He put his schoolbag in the drawer and suddenly touched something. He took it out and saw that it was an envelope.
love letter?
Lu Xingyuan usually received a lot of love letters, but his intuition told him that this didn't seem to be a simple thing.
Sure enough, when I took it out, I saw a pile of yellow paper.
There was a laugh from the side.
Lu Xingyuan looked back and saw that he was a relatively domineering rich second generation in the class.
The man raised his eyebrows: "As expected of your suitor, he is quite special."
Lu Xingyuan glanced at him indifferently and put it directly into the envelope without saying anything.
Geng Sixing usually looked down on Lu Xingyuan's aloof appearance, but this time even his sarcastic words were ignored, as if a punch had been punched into cotton.
He was on fire, and his tone became even worse: "Hmph, you are worthy of a pheasant like this. What are you dragging?"
As soon as Geng Sixing opened his mouth, he received several vaguely hostile looks.
He choked up, didn't he? Why is this big ice cube so lovable? Isn't he handsome? Is his net worth and status poor? Why do you lose to Lu Xingyuan every time?
Sure enough, what is not available in a woman’s heart is the best?
At this time, Lu Xingyuan finally spoke, his tone full of disapproval: "As a recipient of nine-year compulsory education, you must learn to respect a person at a minimum."
"Respect?" Geng Sixing sneered, "That's okay."
"Then I hope your suitor will get what he wants, and I hope you and classmate Sang Luo will lock up. I respect you and give you my best wishes."
Lu Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the letter again.
Sanlu?
This name appeared so frequently that he didn't know how to react for a while.
But what does this pile of yellow paper mean?
At this moment, a figure rushed in fiercely: "Brother Lu, Brother Lu, classmate Sang gave me something strange."
Lu Xingyuan turned around and saw Huo Ziliang waving to him from the back seat.
His eyes fell on the envelope for the first time, and his eyes were condensed, with some complicated emotions in his eyes.
"Damn it, isn't this the... love letter in his hand?"
"This Sangluo is so awesome, and he casts a wide net."
"Raising school grass as a spare tire? That's awesome."
There was a burst of deep laughter in the classroom, and Lu Xingyuan's face gradually darkened.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Geng Sixing smiled even more proudly: "You can't really fall in love with that weirdo, right? You and her are a perfect match."
His eyes fell on the envelope that Lu Xingyuan had not put away, and he reached out and snatched it away.
Taking it out and looking at it carefully, Geng Sixing slapped the table and laughed: "This is a good thing, more practical than a love letter."
He pulled out a talisman from a stack of talismans, waved it in the air, and smiled maliciously: "Maybe someday our college bully will learn how to exorcise ghosts and tell fortunes as a hobby, hahaha."
However, as soon as he said these words, he felt a pain in his hand.
The smile on his face disappeared instantly. Geng Sixing looked up and his eyes suddenly widened.
He, he, he, the piece of yellow paper in his hand just now spontaneously ignited without fire!
