It took a long time after the message was sent, but there was no response at all, which made Huo Ziliang think there was something wrong with his signal.
I sent a few emoticons to my best friends to confirm that it was normal, and I also received ridicule similar to my IQ.
Huo Ziliang was full of doubts and sent another "?". Unexpectedly, the next second, a red exclamation point appeared in the dialog box.
Huo Ziliang: "..."
He, he was blocked?
Why? !
But here, after Sang Luo ruthlessly dragged the liar into the dark room, he stopped paying attention to his cell phone.
In a corner she didn't know, a post on the forum rushed to the list with very high popularity.
[Help, what is the origin of Sang Luo from Class E? 】
Since it was the early stage of morning reading at that time, only the students in Class A knew exactly what happened.
But, what class doesn’t have a few gossip monsters?
These people were so itchy that when the teacher was not paying attention, they used their wild imagination and ability to express their dissatisfaction to describe the incident vividly, without any regard for the feelings of the person involved.
Morning reading is the most difficult time for some students. Seeing such exciting things, how can you not roll up your sleeves and join in the discussion.
【What the hell? real or fake? 】
[u1s1, after the QY incident, I thought she was quite mysterious. 】
[Did you make it up? Just her? Didn’t Miss Wanyue say that she was a country girl? 】
[The temperament doesn’t look like it to me either. 】
[Have you forgotten the previous SL? That's the person who risked his life to confess to the school bully, was he just pretending? 】
[No, please don’t use a password instead, okay? Can not Understand it. 】
[If you don’t understand, don’t participate. Confessing to the school bully, if you still can’t guess, there’s something wrong with it, right? u1s1, I have also seen her get into the cars of several rich people. 】
[Is it too much to make pornographic rumors about girls? 】
[Hey, Sang Luo is like this, and he still has leg hair? It’s not simple, bang bang bang. 】
【……】
Seeing the intensifying discussion, Su Wanyue curled her lips, how could she make Sang Luo's reputation suddenly improve.
A person who wants to replace himself will always be spurned by others and stepped deeply into the mud.
I originally thought that this incident would just go away, but unexpectedly, someone turned things around again.
[No, don’t you focus on those talismans? Who in the right mind would use talismans? 】
[Are you having trouble with your brain? Or maybe you want to attract other people’s attention? 】
[Think about Qi Yue, who is still seeing a psychiatrist now. 】
[It makes my hair stand on end. It’s over. I just said a few words. I won’t be retaliated by the villain, right? 】
[I am a classmate, and I feel that Sang Luo is a little different recently. I think this person is quite scary, so it’s better not to mess with him. 】
In an instant, Sang Luo went from a pitiful little person who was trampled by thousands of people to a feared god of death. It was a qualitative leap.
The corners of Su Wanyue's mouth slowly straightened, feeling a little unhappy.
No, these people are all crazy, right? Who in the right mind would think so much?
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At noon, people in the classroom were already running around. At this moment, only Sang Luo, who was writing test papers at his desk, and diligently brushing money for something were flying around.
After writing a test paper, Sang Luo was about to check the answers when he was interrupted by a note from Qian Fei.
She put down her pen and took a look.
"Master, you are on fire."
Sang Luo glanced at him, and the other party handed over the phone respectfully.
Sang Luo opened it and took a look, and found that it was the college's gossip forum. He immediately lost interest and pushed the phone back intact.
"You don't care?"
Sang Luo lowered his head and said calmly: "They just don't have enough homework."
"..."
That's right.
Qian Fei thought about the business and asked again: "As for the news, I have been delaying him for two days, do I want to continue to delay it?"
Only then did Sang Luo remember that there was such a time bomb.
Her pen paused and she made a circle on the paper.
"Let's make an appointment, just this afternoon. I'd like to see what kind of person he is."
Qian Fei swallowed nervously, but out of trust in Sang Luo, he quickly sent a message.
The message there was responded quickly, maybe because he knew he had no leverage, so his tone this time was particularly polite.
Sang Luo said to Qian Fei: "Take out one thing and give it to him, and tell him to find another time to trade the rest."
Qian Fei was a little confused; "Why?"
Sang Luo smiled: "We don't really want to give him anything, of course it can't be what he wants."
Qian Fei suddenly realized: "You want to do something on it?"
This was beyond his imagination.
After contacting Fu Siming, Sang Luo asked Qian Fei to take out one of the diaries, explain the location and then put it there. Of course, some manipulations had been done to one page of the diary.
Qian Fei was a little worried: "But there seems to be an expert over there."
Sang Luo didn't care: "This thing is just for him to see."
After delivering the things, Sang Luo began to close his eyes and fall asleep.
Qian Fei had a good impression of her, but he was more in awe, so he didn't dare to disturb Sang Luo's appearance at this time.
It was so quiet for about half an hour, and Sang Luo slowly opened his eyes.
"Is there any movement?" Qian Fei asked first.
Sang Luo nodded: "My things were discovered and the link with me disappeared."
"Isn't that..." Thinking that this thing failed, Qian Fei was greatly disappointed.
Unexpectedly, there was no trace of trouble on Sang Luo's face. She stared out the window, seemingly paying attention to something.
But after a while, she stood up and said softly: "Here we come."
Coming, what is coming?
Qian Fei's eyes widened and he tried to look at the window. Except for the branches that were swayed in a small arc by the wind, there was nothing different about them.
"what?"
Sang Luo smiled mysteriously: "He's a kid."
Following her line of sight, there was a small white paper man struggling to squeeze in through the crack of the door.
Its whole body was gray and gray. When it saw Sang Luo, it patted the dust on its body humanely and made a bow. It looked very cute.
Qian Fei was stunned: "What, what is this?"
"Paper man." Sang Luo spoke concisely. She stretched out her hand, and the paper man climbed up the mountain obediently along her hand. It stood in the palm of her hand and mumbled, as if saying something.
Sang Luo lowered his eyes and seemed to be listening carefully, while Qian Fei also tried to listen, but could not make out a single word.
After listening, Sang Luo carefully placed it on the ground and waved his hand.
The little paper man really left in a hurry.
"What did it say?" Qian Fei asked anxiously and curiously.
"Its owner will visit tonight to discuss the matter in detail." Sang Luo replied.
Owner?
Qian Fei seemed to have thought of something and was a little shocked: "Is its owner..."
Sang Luo nodded: "That's the Taoist priest in Fu Siming's house."
Qian Fei was a little worried: "Is that going to be dangerous?" If the other party wants to rob openly, it might not be easy to solve the problem when they already know his address.
Sang Luo shook his head: "No, that person is very capable. If I wanted to deal with you, I would have taken action long ago. I won't wait until now."
Qian Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
At dusk, the two of them agreed to go back to Sang Luo's villa. After all, there were no outsiders, so if anything happened, it would be easier to solve.
Qian Fei took the lead in ordering a table of wine and food and placed it on the table. He sat uneasily from the moment he entered the door and looked out the door from time to time.
Sang Luo, on the other hand, was just the opposite. Before anyone came, she was sitting leisurely on the sofa, listening to music with headphones, and eating some fruit in her hand.
Comparing the two, they are worlds apart.
Just when Qian Fei wanted to go to the toilet for the third time, the door suddenly rang.
The two looked at each other in unison, and Qian Fei raised his hand proactively: "I'll go."
When they opened the door, they saw, as they expected, an old man in his sixties or seventies with gray hair. He seemed kind-hearted and easy to get along with.
But with Sang Luo's introduction, Qian Fei did not dare to neglect and bowed respectfully: "Hello, master."
The old man was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted and looked at him with a smile.
"Young man is very lucky."
Ever since he heard Sang Luo's explanation and saw the female ghost, Qian Fei had been avoiding "love luck" and trembled so much that he almost didn't close the door.
The old man gave him a meaningful look and laughed: "The young man is unfazed and not happy at all. It seems that someone has solved your doubts."
He didn't say much, and his sharp eyes shot through Qian Fei to Sang Luo behind him.
Sang Luo showed no fear or timidity at all, and openly allowed the other party to look at him.
The old man with the white beard was a little surprised and frowned slightly: "The body is dead...that's not right, Fu and E are intertwined, and the soul is unstable. You make it difficult for me to understand."
Sang Luo smiled and did not answer this sentence.
"Please, please come in." Unable to stand the atmosphere between the two bosses, Qian Fei bravely broke the awkward atmosphere.
The old man didn't hesitate, since Sang Luo was not his client anyway, and from this point of view, this man's identity and ability were no worse than his own, so it was not his turn to worry about it.
Right now, the most important thing is to solve the employer's problem.
The old Taoist bowed and introduced politely: "My surname is Wang, and Wang is born one."
"Master Wang." Qian Fei learned to return the gift in a decent manner and welcomed him to his seat politely, "Please have a seat, please have a seat."
Master Wang nodded and sat down. Seeing that Sang Luo was also sitting next to him, he announced directly and frankly: "I came here mainly for Mr. Fu's matters."
"This guy is not a good person. Master, can't you be deceived by him?" Qian Fei couldn't help but say.
Master Wang was stunned. He didn't expect this young man to be so direct.
Qian Fei didn't notice anything was wrong at all, and continued: "He may be the murderer of my senior sister, but we can't let him escape responsibility."
As soon as he said the words, his foot was stepped on.
Turning around, Sang Luo looked at him with dangerous eyes and squinted eyes.
Qian Fei swallowed his saliva: He, did he do something wrong?
