Shu Guan and Du Wenqiang walked out of the study. When they walked down the stairs, Meng Linghui walked over with a smile.
"Wen Qiang, please leave Mr. Shu to me for a while. I have several female friends who want to meet this living god you call a god of knowledge."
Du Wenqiang laughed, patted Shuguan on the back and said:
"Mr. Shu, the most effective speaker in this house has never been me but Ling Hui, so I can only hand you over to her."
"In addition, the female friends around Ling Hui are all beautiful women. Mr. Shu might as well have a good communication with them."
Du Wenqiang was in a good mood at this time. He, who was always strict in temperament, rarely said something joking to Shu Guan, and even winked at Shu Guan in a strange way.
Then he said softly to Meng Linghui:
"I heard that Fengxiang Silver House just received a batch of diamond jewelry from Falan Country a few days ago. I just called and asked them to send people over tomorrow morning for you to take a look. If you like anything, just keep it. .”
"Okay, I'm going to entertain the other guests first."
After saying that, Du Wenqiang turned and left.
Meng Linghui glanced at his back strangely, feeling that the tone in which Du Wenqiang spoke to her just now was a bit strange.
Shu Guan naturally knew the reason why Du Wenqiang was "weird", it was nothing more than guilt.
"Mr. Shu, please come with me."
Then Meng Linghui turned to Shu Guan and said with a smile.
Shu Guan followed obediently behind this opera master of the generation who was known as "Kun Sheng has a slightly less female voice" and the "Winter Emperor" in the Dahua opera world, and walked forward.
However, her voice in daily speech is very clear and pleasant.
Shu Guan thought so.
"Mr. Shu, are you interested in dancing a few dances later? I will introduce some dance partners to Mr. Shu."
When passing by the dance floor in the center of the hall, Meng Linghui turned around and asked Shu Guan.
"Sorry, I can't dance."
Shu Guan smiled and shook his head.
"That won't work. If Mr. Shu wants to socialize with people after living in Shencheng, it will be inconvenient for many things if he doesn't know how to dance. Wen Qiang didn't know how to do it before. I forced him to learn it."
"How about I help Mr. Shu hire a dancing teacher?"
"...Oh, let's talk about it later, but I have to thank Mr. Meng."
While the two were talking, Meng Linghui took Shu Guan to a corner of the hall, where there were several velvet sofas. In the middle of the sofa was a crystal coffee table with various wines, pastries and fruits on it.
Five or six women were sitting around the sofa, chatting happily.
These women were naturally the female friends Meng Linghui brought him to meet.
What Du Wenqiang said just now is indeed correct. Everyone here is really a beautiful woman who is far above the ordinary level.
Shu Guan glanced at the women sitting on the sofa casually, thinking so in his heart.
Even though two of the women are a little older, almost forty years old, they are graceful, elegant, plump and charming, and may be even more attractive to men than most young women. Some.
But among them, the most outstanding and eye-catching one is the woman sitting on a single sofa. It was not long ago that she walked into the hall arm in arm with Meng Linghui, and caused quite a stir, even This woman even made Zhang Hushan, a tycoon from the Green Gang, rush over to say hello.
The woman was in her early twenties, with a beautiful and refined face, and an extremely charming and charming temperament.
That kind of charm is not the accumulation of accumulation after many experiences, but a natural charm.
The woman had wavy permed hair, bright red lipstick, and a black strapless evening dress. The style was more mature. It would have been difficult for a girl of her age to control this style of dress, but It appeared on this woman's body, but there was no sense of disobedience at all.
Just like the thin lady's cigarette held between her beautiful fingers and the whiskey glass held in her other hand, they do not give people any sense of vulgarity.
This woman did not join in the conversation among the ladies and ladies nearby. She just smoked and drank wine leisurely. She was in such a bustling and bustling place, yet she seemed so lonely.
Shu Guan glanced at the woman a few more times.
He felt that this woman looked familiar.
When the woman came in just now, he felt familiar from a distance. However, when Du Wenqiang invited him to discuss matters in the study, he didn't think much about it. After a few more glances, Shu Guan finally remembered why he was so interested in her. The reason why the woman looks familiar.
Because he has really seen this woman.
As long as you walk on the streets of Shanghai, you can always see posters with this woman's photo hanging on department store buildings or in front of movie theaters. You can also often see this picture in many gossip tabloids. Women's News.
Shu Guan finally remembered who this woman was. This young and beautiful woman was a movie star, and she seemed to be very, very popular now.
...Is the name Luan Lingyu or Luan Lingzhu...
Shu Guan couldn't remember it for a while.
After all, he had no interest in chasing stars in his previous life, let alone this life.
That is to say, in Shanghai, there are so many places with this woman's mark, it is really unavoidable, so he has some impression of this woman.
Meng Linghui couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw that Shu Guan seemed to pay special attention to that woman, but there was no surprise.
Now among all the men in this city, who is not enamored by his god-sister?
Then she took a step forward, clapped her hands at the women, and said with a smile:
"Okay, everyone, I've invited this living god here."
…
There seemed to be a cold wind blowing through the room.
Then the young man's soul slowly became empty, and then disappeared.
Master Daoji slowly opened his eyes.
Just now, he used Buddhist extradition techniques to extradite the soul of a young man named Li Tiansheng back from the underworld, and then they had an exchange.
This kind of Buddhist magical power requires a lot of talents from practitioners. Only those who are born with the ability to feel the presence of ghosts can cultivate it, so even immortals like Monk Huaiyue cannot cultivate it.
And around Master Daoji, everyone looked at him with burning eyes.
"how?"
"how?"
Seeing Master Daoji open his eyes, Qingfeng Lao Dao and Zou Zhen asked in unison.
Master Daoji shook his head with regret and said:
"He was sleeping when he was killed, so naturally he didn't see who killed him."
"Even if you don't use spiritualism, we all know about this."
Old Taoist Qingfeng waved his hand impatiently.
"Any other discoveries?"
Master Daoji showed no sign of anger, then nodded again and said slowly:
"Yes, his soul is a little weird."
"What's weird?"
"Before he was killed, his soul was checked twice. Once was the moment before he was killed, and the other time was a few days ago."
"The time before he died, it was naturally the practitioner who killed him."
At this time, Li Changqing frowned and said this. She had seen the scene last night when the sandworm reappeared, and knew that the boy had been cast into a dream before he died.
But who did that time a few days ago?
For a moment, Li Changqing felt that the murder of the three teenagers was becoming more and more suspicious.
Master Daoji continued:
"As for Lao Na saying that his soul is a little weird, it's because one of the two practitioners who looked through the memories in his mind deliberately erased certain memories in his mind."
"Because I asked him a question just now, that is, who was the person who killed the poor girl with him, but this young man has no memory at all."
Upon hearing Master Daoji's words, the expressions of everyone standing in the room changed.
Because the people standing in this room at this time were all very smart people, and they had already realized that the fourth murderer who killed the girl was a very key figure in the entire incident.
If we can find the fourth murderer, we may be able to catch this mysterious "Swallow" by waiting for the opportunity.
However, Master Daoji now says that the memory of the fourth murderer has been erased.
So the clues seem to be completely broken at this point.
The four young immortals from the Seven Immortals Alliance standing in the room all had disappointed looks on their faces.
Then they heard Master Daoji say something that seemed irrelevant to them.
"The practitioner who erased this young man's memory must have profound knowledge in soul magic. He did it perfectly. He completely erased the memory of the fourth murderer from the young man's mind without leaving any traces. But But it didn’t damage the boy’s other memories.”
"If this young man had not been killed, he could continue to live normally in the future, but he would have forgotten someone, and no one would notice anything unusual about this matter."
At this time, what Master Daoji said was meaningless to the ears of the four great immortals. It was difficult to find the fourth murderer anyway, so what was the point of praising the practitioner for his superb methods?
However, the last few words of Master Daoji made the two ancestors Qingfeng and Zou Zhen show a solemn look on their faces.
"You mean, that family might have done this?"
Zou Zhen stared at Master Daoji and asked this question word for word.
Master Daoji was silent for a while, then nodded and said:
"At least in Shanghai, I can't think of anyone else who can do it."
…
"Mr. Shu, can you read your palm for me?"
A white, delicate and slender hand stretched out in front of Shu Guan.
The owner of this hand was a lady in her late forties, but she didn't have the tacky air of those ladies who came to Shu Guan for a toast earlier.
Her skin is extremely well maintained and is still as smooth and tender as a girl's. Her smile is as sweet as a girl's, especially her eyes, which still have the innocence and curiosity of a girl.
It has to be said that in Meng Linghui's group of best friends, not only are each of them extremely beautiful, but they also have their own unique temperaments, and none of them are tacky.
Sitting among such a group of women, to be honest, the pure Yang spiritual power in Shu Guan's body at this moment can be said to be surging like the stormy waves on the sea. The only thing in his mind is that Rong Miao will not know when he will return to Shanghai.
He was sitting on a single sofa. Opposite the crystal coffee table was the movie star who was now very popular in Shanghai.
But now the movie star, who combines two completely different temperaments, pure and charming, is shaking the whiskey glass in his hand and looking at the ice cubes rolling in the glass seriously, as if the ice cubes are bigger than the young man opposite him. , which made her more interested.
But now Shu Guan knew her name, it was Luan Lingzhu instead of Luan Lingyu.
Because as soon as Shu Guan sat down, Meng Linghui introduced Luan Lingzhu to him first, and asked Luan Lingzhu with a smile if he wanted Shu Guan to tell his fortune.
Luan Lingzhu just glanced at Shu Guan lightly, then shook her head apologetically to Meng Linghui and said:
"Sister Meng, you know I never believe in these things."
After that, Luan Lingzhu never looked at Shu Guan again.
However, although this famous star in Shanghai did not believe in Shu Guan, Meng Linghui's other best friends were already interested.
For example, the lady sitting on the sofa next to Shu Guan couldn't wait to reach out her palm to Shu Guan.
...Do you want to collect money today...
...Forget it, let's make a word of mouth today...
Shu Guan thought this while looking at the jade hands of the lady whose expression and temperament were like a girl's.
As for palm reading, Shu Guan can naturally do it.
Reading faces and reading palms are the most basic methods in the hexagrams. As for the reason why Shu Guan was rarely used before, it is because reading palms, faces, bones, etc., is not as clear as looking at the breath directly, and it is not as good as the fortune telling technique. It is more accurate, unless it is the mysterious and unpredictable art of palming the heaven and earth like Yi Zhang Jing.
But if you look at some small things, there is still no problem.
Shu Guan casually glanced at the lady's palm and then said something.
"Madam, you'd better not go to Paradise Teahouse tomorrow."
The lady's face suddenly showed a trace of panic.
Well, after two updates of nearly 8,000 words, I finally kept my promise.
I typed 8,000 words on my phone in one day, and now my thumbs are so painful that they don’t even feel like they are my own.
However, everyone’s monthly tickets are powerful, and Si Liu always has to give it a try.
In the following August, I still have requirements for monthly tickets, which can be regarded as an incentive for myself.
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