My master is invincible

Chapter 1318 Talking about the Grave (63)

When I saw Yan Yu, my first reaction was to walk over, but one of her movements made me freeze in place, not knowing what to do.

But see, she gracefully walked to a position three meters away from me, and said coldly: "Follow me!"

In her voice, I heard a very strange feeling, indifference and dismissiveness.

I wanted to ask the reason, but she said again: "Why are you standing there, let's go!"

Well, she has said that, what else can I say, I can only follow her with a sullen head.

She took me straight up to the third floor and put me in a decent room.

The room is not big, but fortunately, there are all the necessary equipment, even high-tech gadgets like computers, so Yan Yu said: "You will live here, if you need anything, just call."

"Yu'er!" I yelled at her.

She frowned slightly, and said softly: "Sorry, I don't know you very well, and Yu'er is not something you can call me."

After saying this, she walked straight to the door.

Looking at her back, I was very depressed. What did Yan Yu mean? Could it be that she was really lying to me like Yan Jin said?

But, if this is the case, before leaving that day, why did you tell me to let me believe her.

With this kind of doubt, I looked at the room carefully. It was about twenty square meters. The walls were the kind of bare red brick walls. It's hard to spot if you don't look carefully.

Dingqing took a look, and there was a faint light flashing in the black dot, and my heart tightened, Ma De, is it a camera?
As soon as this thought flashed through, I pretended not to see the thing, slowly shifted my eyes to another position, and looked at it casually, trying to guess what Yan Junshan meant all the time in my heart.

On the surface, I was asked to come here to rest, but in fact, I am afraid it was monitoring.

Mad, since he wants to monitor, let him monitor!

After making up my mind, I looked around in the room for a while, then went straight to the computer, turned on the computer, and looked for some small websites.

Of course, I didn't really look at it. Opening this kind of website is just to paralyze Yan Junshan. Strictly speaking, it should be the person on the other side of the surveillance.

I am conveying a message to that person. I am a normal person with all kinds of emotions and desires. It can even be said that I intentionally gave that person a false sense of lust.

After watching for about an hour, there was a voice at the door, saying that it was food delivery.

Opening the door, it was Yan Yu, who was holding a lunch box in her hand, handed it to me, turned and left.

After she left, I took a few mouthfuls of food casually, and continued to squat next to the computer to read. My mind kept speculating about Yan Junshan's purpose, Yan Yu's plan, and the ice tomb. have what.

A series of doubts lingered in my mind.

I had nothing to say for a day, and at noon the next day, I was lying on the bed and sleeping, when Yan Junshan pushed the door in, looked at me with a smile on his face, and called out, "Chen Jiu, we have discussed the business."

I woke up in a daze, leaned lazily on the head of the bed, rubbed my eyes vigorously, and called out: "Boss Yan, it's so early?"

He smiled, "It's getting late, it's already noon, you hurry up and get dressed, go out with me, and introduce some people to you by the way."

I yelled, and got up immediately. To be honest, if I didn’t know that Yan Junshan is not a good person, I would be easily moved by his words. Listen to this tone, it’s not like the relationship between the boss and the employees, it’s clearly between brothers dialogue.

Afterwards, I fiddled around casually, and followed Yan Junshan out the door.

The place he led me to was not far away, which was a teahouse nearby. This teahouse was relatively remote, with only a small path surrounded by potholes, but the interior of the teahouse was particularly elegant.

When we showed up at the teahouse, we were greeted by a female manager. Judging by the manager's attitude towards Yan Junshan, the owner of the teahouse should be Yan Junshan.

"Xiao Wu, are they all here?" Yan Junshan asked the female manager.

"They're all here, in the box on the third floor." The female manager replied respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

After leaving these words behind, Yan Junshan led us straight to the third floor.

What I didn't expect was that the teahouse looks extremely dilapidated on the outside, but the interior decoration can only be described as luxurious. I asked Yan Junshan, "Boss Yan, how does your teahouse form a sharp contrast with the outside?" ?”

He smiled and said in a low voice: "Chen Jiu, you are still young and don't know the way of this place. As the saying goes, there is gold on the outside and ruins on the inside, but this teahouse has gold on the inside and ruins on the outside. , if you combine it with the phenomenon in Hong Kong, you will naturally understand the reason."

I was taken aback, and quickly asked: "What phenomenon!"

He raised his hand and pointed upwards, but didn't speak.

I came over knowingly and didn't ask any more questions, so I followed him into a box named 'Xizhu'. As soon as I entered the door, I found four people sitting in this box, and Yan Yu was also among them, she was sitting on the far left , standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a beard and a rough look.

On the far right is a young man, 27 or 60 years old, with an unusually hideous scar on his left face. The only thing that puzzles me is that the man in the middle is an old man who is nearly [-] years old, with silver hair and a bruise on his jaw. The long goatee gives people a fairy-tale look.

As soon as they saw us coming in, the four of them got up collectively and called out to Yan Junshan, "Master, you are getting old."

Hearing this, I was very puzzled, Your Majesty?What is this called?
That Yan Junshan should have seen my doubts, first nodded to the four people, and then explained to me: "The title of my great lord is the nickname they gave me."

I sneered inwardly, is Da Zun a nickname?It’s too ridiculous, no matter how you look at it, it feels a bit like the leader of a cult organization. However, I just dared to whisper in my heart, but I didn’t dare to say it. On the surface, I complimented, “That’s their admiration for you.”

"Maybe!" He replied in a low voice, walked straight towards the four people, sat on the top seat, and waved to me again, motioning for me to sit next to him.

As soon as I sat down, I stared at the four people for a while, and found that three of them were not simple. One was the rough bearded man. Kungfu is absolutely good, especially the calluses on the back of his hands, which looks like a Lianjiazi at first glance.

The other one is the man with the scar. He gave me the feeling that he is sharp and introverted, like a poisonous snake in the dark, staring at the enemy all the time, especially the way he looked at me, which made me shiver uncontrollably .

(End of this chapter)