The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

The second one was about 1.80 meters tall. He might be new here and was a little shy.

It took a while before he raised the sign, and I saw that it said: Rumba!

"Okay, okay, this is good, we like to watch it, then come on!"

Look at this figure, the breasts are the breasts, the waist is the waist, and the hips are the hips. It is simply perfect and cannot be more perfect. Dancing the rumba with such an excellent figure is simply dancing to her heart.

Sure enough, Ling Xiao couldn't help but scream in an instant.

"Oh my god, this is too good to be true. Where did you find these exquisite items, Aunt Lan?"

Lan Qing smiled without saying anything, but his eyes were looking at the person at the end of the line.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that the man was very familiar, so familiar that she almost blurted out the name, but how could she possibly see him in this place?

Before the second dance was finished, Ling Xiao couldn't help but rush up to dance with him.

She also studied it professionally in her previous life.

The man didn't seem to expect Ling Xiao to rush up, and he didn't expect her to dance so well. He danced even harder when he started.

This caused Ling Xiao to exclaim in surprise.

The man was still a little reluctant to continue dancing until the end of the song, but a light cough from the person behind him stopped him from dancing any further.

The third man came out. He was almost the same height as the second man, but he seemed more energetic and walked with a swagger.

The sign said violin.

And soon someone brought up a violin.

When the song ended, Ling Xiao couldn't help but applaud: "This is already at a professional level, isn't it? Could it be that some violin master came here to do odd jobs?"

Lan Qing was also surprised that she could hear such a superb violin here.

"It's your turn, little brother. What can you do?"

Seeing that the third one had retreated and the fourth one was still reluctant to move, Ling Xiao could not help but urge them.

Under Ling Xiao's urging, the man reluctantly took out the sign.

Illusion!

"Illusion? How illusory is it..."

Before Ling Xiao finished his words, he saw the surrounding environment suddenly changed. He was clearly in the private room just now, but now he was suddenly in the middle of nature.

The sun is shining, the sky is blue and the clouds are white, the mountains are green and the water is clear, and there is a gurgling stream. I reached out and scooped up a handful of stream water, it was so cold that it seemed real.

"Wow, Auntie Lan, Zhizhi, come here quickly, this stream is real, you can really pick it up!"

Lan Qing has seen a lot of the world and has watched countless magic tricks both at home and abroad, but even among the most advanced magic tricks, he has never seen one as amazing as this.

Half believing and half doubting, she stepped forward and scooped up some water. It was just as Ling Xiao said, cool and refreshing. She could even smell the fragrance of flowers and plants in the stream.

"It's incredible. The water, the grass, and the rocks all seem real!"

Lan Qing was also confused and had no idea how this was done.

The four ghost officials were as amazed as they were.

"I never thought his magic could be so powerful!"

"Yes, this is a new body. If it was his original body, I'm afraid you wouldn't be his match!"

"Oh, if you were his opponent, how could he occupy your mansion for thousands of years!"

Just when Ling Xiao and the other two were marveling at each other, the scene in front of them suddenly changed and they were back in the private room.

I looked around in shock and found that it was indeed a private room. I looked at my hands and saw that they were still wet.

"What's going on, Aunt Lan, did we teleport?"

Lan Qing didn't know what was going on. He looked down at the water stains on his hands that had not yet dried, and looked at the last one.

This time, before Ling Xiao could speak, Lan Qing took the initiative to ask, "What are you capable of?"

The man stepped forward and proudly held up a sign: "I love my wife. My wife is so beautiful and unique!"

As soon as the sign came out, the four of them looked at him with contempt.

"Huang Furong, how did you get in?"

As soon as the sign appeared, Lan Qing shouted softly, then stood up and pulled off the mask on Mr. Fu's face.

When Lan Qing saw Mr. Fu's flattering expression, she felt both angry and amused.

I couldn't help but punch Mr. Fu's chest.

"You old pervert, I said you looked familiar but I didn't recognize you. I didn't expect it was really you!"

Grasping his wife's hand firmly, Mr. Fu smiled ingratiatingly: "Madam, don't be angry. We are just trying to make you happy. Look, madam, my abdominal muscles are also very hard, with eight packs!"

It was not until this moment that Ling Xiao suddenly understood. He stepped forward and took off the masks of several people one by one. When he saw Lu Xun's face appearing from behind the mask, Ling Xiao was speechless.

"You...you..."

Ling Xiao was about to say something to Lu Xun when Lan Qing's phone suddenly rang. She could only glare at him unhappily.

"What? Okay, I'll be right there!"

Lan Qing only said two short sentences before hanging up the phone, and the expression on his face suddenly became very ugly.

"Arong, Minglang may not make it!"

"What? Hurry up, go check it out. I'll call the master. No matter what, we should try our best!"

Thinking of the fact that the master had extended Lan Minglang's life once before, Lan Qing thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Ling Xiao only understood half of what he heard, but when he heard the word "master", he felt that there was something fishy going on, so he quietly approached Huang Jiahui and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is someone possessed?"

Lan Minglang is of similar age to Huang Jiahui, and their two families are relatives, so they have a lot of areas for cooperation in business. Therefore, although they are of different generations, they are as close as brothers.

I basically know everything about Lan Minglang.

So I just talked about it briefly, but didn't go into details.

However, Lu Xun on the side still understood something.

He said bluntly: "His luck was taken away by someone, and he is haunted by evil spirits!"

Mr. Fu was just about to call a master he knew, but when he heard this, he paused and turned to look at Lu Xun.

"Xiao Lu, what did you just say?"

Lu Xun did not hide it and said it again.

"From what you guys said, he should be almost at the end of his life. Take me to see him. Maybe he can still be saved!"

Since Fu Ye and Lan Qing were the people Ling Xiao liked, and he happened to be able to help, he didn't mind taking the trouble to make a trip.

At this point, Mr. Fu no longer cared whether Lu Xun was talking nonsense or not. In his words, he should give it a try and they should hurry to the Lan family villa without delay.

When they arrived at the villa, before they even went upstairs, they heard crying from upstairs. Fu Ye and Lan Qing's faces turned grim, and they thought to themselves that something was wrong. Then they rushed upstairs. Just after they took two steps, they saw a white figure flying past them and rushing over following the crying sound in the blink of an eye.

By the time Ling Xiao and Huang Jiahui helped Lan Qing upstairs to Lan Minglang's room, Lu Xun had already sat down beside Lan Minglang's bed.

The Lan family members were looking at Lu Xun in confusion. Just as they were about to ask who he was, Fu Ye and Lan Qing came in.

"Qingqing, Arong, you are finally here. He is..."

Lan Minglang's father stepped forward and pointed at Lu Xun and asked.