Celestial Masters Alliance

I was frightened by his nervous behavior, and quickly raised my hands and said, "Me! Zhu Mo!"

"We're here!" The fat black man turned off the engine and whispered, as if he didn't notice the unusual behavior in the back row.

Huang Xiao checked it out, then put down the knife in his hand, rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and said to me, "Sorry, I'm a little sleepy."

"Are you really okay?" I asked suspiciously.

Before Huang Xiao had time to answer, the car door was opened with a crash. The young man who opened the rolling gate asked me, "Zhu Mo?"

The light from the rolling shutter door just hit my face, allowing him to see me, but with the light behind him, I couldn't see clearly. I leaned towards Huang Xiao, glanced at him, and then replied: "yes!"

The man seemed very happy. He gave up the car door position and stood by the door and shouted: "My name is Bu Xingchen. You can call me Xiaozhi. You guys got here earlier than I thought."

I was stunned for a moment. Does the name Bu Xingchen have anything to do with Xiaozhi? He turned sideways and let the light hit him. This man was not tall, at most 1.75 meters. He was wearing a pure white short-sleeved T-shirt, which made his bronze skin look a bit like an Indian. I noticed that he The arm attached to the door was particularly thick and uncoordinated with his body.

I hadn't seen Huang Xiao move for a long time, so I could only cough lightly and say: "Hello, I'm... you know." After saying that, he dragged his backpack out of the car and stood beside Xiaozhi.

The fat black man also got out of the car, walked to the rolling shutter door, pulled it down and locked it. Only then did I realize that the fat black man was not only strong, but also prohibitively tall. Using my height as a benchmark, he was over two meters tall.

"I opened the door without saying a word, and I haven't turned on the light yet! Really!" Xiaozhi cursed and fumbled to turn on a sixty-watt yellow light bulb. The soft yellow light could not dispel any trace of darkness. I observed the current environment with this dim light like a will-o'-the-wisp.

The ground here is made of earth, with pits and pits. I haven't seen this kind of ground indoors for a long time. It's high and empty above the head, with vaguely cylindrical beams visible. Cylindrical? Could it be wood? Is this building an all-wood structure?

I glanced at the wall closest to me. There were patches of white patches there, and there was a pile of dust at the base of the wall. It was probably that the adobe wall had been painted with lime.

"This is the former Waterway Bureau." The person who spoke was Huang Xiao. He had gotten out of the car and pointed at me opposite the light bulb. I looked in the direction of his finger. There was something about twenty meters away from me. On one wall, you can vaguely see a black staircase going up beside the white wall. A faint light is cast from the top of the staircase. Only with that light can you see Chairman Mao painted on the wall. Almost all the red slogans have fallen off. It's probably a shameful waste.

"This is the canteen of the former Waterway Bureau. Did you see that portrait? That wall is empty. If the wall is knocked down, there will be an air raid shelter behind it." Xiaozhi interjected and walked towards the dark stairs as he spoke. . The fat black man also quickly followed.

Huang Xiao came closer to me and asked in a low voice: "Did you bring the jade lock?"

I nodded and followed them into the stairs under Huang Xiao's guidance.

"Your friend who can appraise antiques lives here?" I looked at the wooden stairs with badly peeling paint, and I couldn't believe that this kind of building could survive to this day.

Xiaozhi had already gone up the stairs, and the badly damaged wood was struggling on the verge of collapse under his feet. Hearing my question, he stopped and his eyes wandered around Huang Xiao and me for two rounds. The fat black man stretched out his hand on his body. With a gentle push from his waist, he twitched the corners of his mouth and continued walking up.

"It's not antique appraisal, they are Taoist priests." Huang Xiao pointed to the stairs, meaning that I should go up first.

I glanced at the severely cracked stairs, which were full of insect holes, and felt a little worried: "You go up first. Your legs and feet are not convenient, so I can help you from behind."

Huang Xiao was not polite to me. He pulled his pants around his knees with one hand and put his legs on the stairs: "That jade lock shouldn't be as simple as an antique."

I stretched out my hand to support Huang Xiao's elbow, trying not to stand on the first step with him: "According to you, the jade lock is possessed by a demon, and the Taoist priest needs to set up an altar to get rid of the demon?"

Xiao Zhi laughed out loud from the front: "I think you need to get rid of the devil the most."

"Bah! You dare to talk nonsense in front of our Chairman Mao, you charlatans are really cowardly." I laughed and cursed.

Xiaozhi stopped again, turned around and shouted to me: "Don't you know there is a metaphysics association in our country? That is a nationally recognized organization."

"Really? I've only heard of the Feng Shui Association." I'm not arguing with Xiao Zhi, I've really never heard of this organization. The country seems to only recognize religion.

Fatty Hei pushed Xiao Zhi again. Xiao Zhi became angry and cursed at Fatty Hei: "You're in a hurry. Go ahead and save me from pushing me down the stairs!"

The fat black man didn't care about him and walked up past Xiaozhi. Maybe because the two of them stepped on the same step, the staircase made a "click" sound. I was startled and looked towards Xiaozhi. The fat black man took a step ahead of Xiaozhi and jumped up suddenly. His movements were extremely agile and did not look like him at all. As much as his hulking frame could react.

Xiaozhi seemed to have a magical tacit understanding with Fatty Hei. He turned around and jumped to the other side of the stairs, and the weight of the two was perfectly dispersed.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Xiaozhi waved his palms to me. I looked over Huang Xiao towards the staircase they stepped on just now. It's okay! The section of wood was obviously broken, but not completely broken.

I glared at Xiaozhi, and he shrugged and smiled. Following the fat black man, he hurriedly fled upwards. Huang Xiao gave me a look, and I quickly said, "I'll go ahead and pull you along when I cross the stairs."

Only then did I notice that the entire building was filled with the smell of rotting wood, mixed with the sweet smell of earth. The air humidity was too high, causing the edges of the wooden steps to be covered with blue-gray mold. The steps groaned under the weight, and the handrails beside the stairs were moist and provided no safety protection at all.

I easily crossed the stairs that Xiaozhi had stepped on. Because I had to pull Huang Xiao, I had to go up two more steps to give Huang Xiao enough buffer space.

Facts have proved that I still believe in my eyes too much. When I pulled Huang Xiao and added his weight to the seemingly intact wooden steps under my feet, the piece of wood was like spring soil, sinking my feet. I fell down, making almost no sound. The center of gravity of my body was unbalanced, so I had to reach out to the unreliable armrest. My fingertips suddenly felt an electric shock-like sting, but I couldn't care about it at the moment. I still held my hand. He grabbed the handrail and used his strength to pull Huang Xiao to safety.

When I pulled away and stabilized my center of gravity, I saw through the light from upstairs that a green centipede slightly larger than a toothpick hurriedly crawled past my hand. I stared blankly at the crimson blood droplet flowing out of my fingertip. Huang Xiao also saw the centipede, and quickly approached me and asked, "Have you been bitten by a centipede?"

"That should be it!" As I spoke, I suddenly felt dizzy, and the things in front of me began to blur.

"What's wrong?" I heard Xiaozhi yelling from above, and I ran up quickly because I knew that fainting on such stairs could be fatal.

When I went up to the second floor, I felt that the light was pretty good. I saw the dusty wooden floor getting closer and closer to my eyes, and then my consciousness left me in an instant as if it was blown away by a strong wind.