C12 endless human path

The woman smiled as she got up and left the tea room.

"The box." The door to the tea room closed and Lu Zhiqing's voice rang out.

Yu Sheng was astute. She took out the item that Lu Piaoqing had asked her to carry for him.

It was a rectangular box about seven inches wide, and about three inches wide. It was made from top-quality rosewood, and on the surface of the box were carvings of fish and lotuses. The fish that jumped out of the water were vivid and lifelike.

Yu Sheng handed the box over and saw that Lu Jingqing had opened the lid of the box. She looked curiously at the contents of the box, only to discover that the contents weren't rare items.

Small Paper Man s made from a stack of white paper, a strand of black wolf hair, and a rouge box that was not even the size of a palm.

In terms of value, that rouge box was probably more valuable.

Blue and white porcelain with colored glaze and a small elephant carved into a woman.

The little rouge box was opened, and inside was a box of solidified cinnabar.

He raised his brush and started drawing talismans on the Small Paper Man. The red light fell on the pure white light and made it seem slightly demonic, and the white light and the black light collided together in his slightly thin hands, making him seem even whiter. When he drew all the way to the end, he did it in one go.

Five pictures were drawn, and each paper man had the same pattern as if he were copying and pasting them.

Yu Sheng sat opposite him, twisting his body to one side as he tried to make out what was being drawn. He took out the symbol on the top and looked like a pair of eyes.

Yu Sheng blinked her eyes hard. When she looked over, he found that the vermilion aura on Small Paper Man's body had indeed dimmed.

Not only did it become fainter and fainter, it finally dispersed like a speck of smoke.

Immediately afterwards, an unbelievable scene appeared before Yu Sheng's eyes.

The Small Paper Man that was placed on the tea table moved!

At first, he only moved a little as if he was swept by breathing. But soon after, the Small Paper Man seemed to wake up from his sleep, sat up, and then stood up, running away happily on the tea table like a energetic child.

One, two —

Four, five —

"Follow the woman wearing purple tang suit." Lu Jingqing ordered.

The Small Paper Man nodded their heads and floated out through the cracks.

Witnessing the whole process … It was like sitting in a movie theater and watching a 3D movie.

Lu Piaoqing kept his things, and the sound of the snaps brought Yu Sheng back to reality. Instinctively, he kept the rosewood box that was pushed in front of her and zipped up his backpack.

Lu Jingqing looked tired, supporting his head with his hands. He was no longer as energetic as before, and sweat was dripping down his forehead.

"Are you alright?"

"Talisman drawing uses up too much magic power. I'm a bit tired." The voice that spoke was no longer as imposing as it was before. The clean voice sounded soft and soft, "I'm thirsty."

"I'll make you some tea right now." Yu Sheng replied positively.

No matter how people set it, the big boss is still the big boss that I can't afford to offend!

The woman walked out of the tea room and returned to the waiting area.

Opening a drawer, she took out her phone and called Liu Bo.

"Boss, it's me, Ying Xue." Ying Xue held onto the piece of paper, and told Liu Bo about the situation in the tea room. There was a moment of silence after she finished listening, and then she went on to explain a few things, "Alright, I understand."

After hanging up, Ying Xue stared at the name on the piece of paper and smiled.

"Attacking with killing intent, not suffering but suffering. Heaven, earth, and three talents are all fierce. Such a fiendish destiny …" Ying Xue muttered, her voice was soft, and then she folded the paper into a square and placed it inside her phone.

Nine suns, born from the Yin.

Three Yin people, Pure Yin Body.

— He had arrived and seen him.

After the message was sent, Ying Xue deleted the content.

He stayed in the teahouse for four hours and drank two pots of tea. No one came to urge them to leave, but staying any longer was not an option.

Yu Sheng looked at the time and saw that it was already past three in the afternoon. She touched her stomach that was full from drinking and drinking tea and could not sit still any longer.

"Lu Dao …" He put the title on his lips out of habit and looked at the man who didn't move his eyes at all. He shut his mouth and swallowed the words that were lingering on the tip of his tongue back into his throat. He said uncertainly, "Qingqing?"

The price of the teacup in his hand had become expensive. However, he did not have any reaction when he heard the address that was different, but at least he did not take a glance at Yu Sheng to express her dissatisfaction.

When coaxing others, they pretended to be intimate with each other, but it was impossible for them to shout out such a corny term.

After opening his mouth twice without being able to make a sound, Yu Sheng straightforwardly said, "..." Should we go and recall those paper men? "

"It can be recalled anywhere." Lu Tianqing put down the teacup in his hand and stood up gracefully. He did not seem to mind that he had not been called anything. He leisurely turned around and walked to the door of the tea room.

Looking at his back, which was covered in a white shirt and looked pretty, Yu Sheng could not help but feel a sense of desolation.

Even though there seemed to be no reaction, he was already dissatisfied with the other party's action.

Yu Sheng sighed to herself as she got up and followed Lu Jingqing, but she did not take the initiative to open her mouth for others.

Qingqing.

Landscape length actually liked the sound of the term 'barbarian girl'.

The monk's taste was a bit of a mystery.

He went to the front desk to check out the bill. There was no one at the table downstairs. The waiter was still as enthusiastic as before when he saw the two customers who had been waiting for four hours. He didn't seem to be in the mood at all.

"Cash or credit card?" the cashier at the counter asked with a smile.

"Phone." Yuesheng tapped open the receipt code and scanned it on the counter's scanner.

"Thank you for your patronage." The cashier handed the receipt to him.

At this moment, Lu Jingqing touched Yu Sheng's arm and stared at a car parked outside the door.

"What's wrong?" Yu Sheng turned her head to ask. Lu Piaoqing did not say anything, so she followed his gaze.

A black Mercedes-Benz stopped outside the shop. The Driver s opened it and a man in casual clothes walked out. He was about 45 years old, and his height was average among the men.

It didn't look like a customer coming to eat hot pot at this hour.

Yu Sheng immediately realised that it was most likely Liu Bo.

"Excuse me, is this your boss?" Yu Sheng whispered to the cashier.

"Huh?" The cashier glanced outside. "It's our boss."

"The Ink Hall is covered in black, and there's green under the eyebrows. It looks like bad luck is welling up inside of me." Lu Piaoqing lowered his head slightly and whispered into Yu Sheng's ear.

Yu Sheng understood the meaning behind those words and gently nodded her head.

Thinking about it this way, they could be considered to be invincible, giving him some clues to investigate further.