Lord Fox Immortal is down [Rebirth]

Standing on the top of the city's landmark Wang Building, Lu Qicang stood in the wind, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, staring sharply into the distance. The night wind blew his hair, and his clothes fluttered - he was only handsome for three seconds, and Lu Qicang shuddered Wrapping his clothes tightly, he turned his head to look at Baihu with a cowardly look on his face: "What are you doing standing so high! Isn't it cold?"

Baihu rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "It's really a bit funny when you say that."

"It's too cold at the heights, don't play cool, it's important to do business." Lu Qicang raised his chin towards the end of the city, "That area is a high-end residential area, our destination tonight is there."

"If you stand tall and see far, you will be faster if you know your destination," Baihu said.

"It seems that you recovered very quickly, and you can still fly."

"But there are some spells that I can't use." Bai Hu touched the fox ears on top of his head.

"That's enough, I'm just going to take a look tonight." Lu Qicang thought, "When you get there, you have to listen to me and don't act rashly."

"Don't worry." Baihu agreed.

Baihu can't transform into its original shape, it can only leap from tall building to tall building with a human posture, sometimes strewn alternately with Lu Qicang, sometimes walking side by side, when approaching the destination, the pace is the same, the two landed firmly in front of a villa Lu Qicang grabbed Baihu and pulled him into a dark corner to hide.

"Hush," Lu Qicang put his index finger on his lips, "Look first."

"The refuge of Mr. Liu's competitor, Zhang Dequan, lives in this house?" Baihu seemed quite satisfied, "It looks good, and I will buy one later."

Lu Qicang squinted at him: "Are you kidding me, do you know how much this building costs?"

"It's just money," Baihu said disapprovingly, "Earn it slowly, and there will still be some."

Lu Qicang rolled his eyes: "Do you know how much a square meter here is?"

Baihu shook his head: "I don't know."

"I don't know where your confidence comes from?"

"Even if I can't buy it, I can change it." Bai Hu wiped his nose with his thumb, snapped his fingers, and was about to point to the open space when Lu Qicang grabbed his hand.

"Little fox, I regret bringing you here." Lu Qicang put Baihu's hand into his pocket.

"Let go! Let go!" Bai Hu finally pulled his hand away from Lu Qicang's clutches after shaking it a few times.

"I'm thinking about whether to tie you with a rope to prevent you from running around."

"..."

"Little fox, don't forget that you promised me not to act rashly."

"……understood."

There was the sound of a car approaching, Lu Qicang and Bai Hu tried their best to hide in a dark corner, but fortunately there were plants in front of them, which was enough to hide.

The black Bentley parked steadily in front of the villa, the car door opened, first a secretary-like person came down, and then a middle-aged man about the same age as Liu Hua, with oiled hair and a suit, looked like a successful person.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding flashlights lit up, flashing into the eyes of the middle-aged man. He blocked them with his hands, and the reporters who had been ambushing for a long time rushed forward carrying cameras and recording pens. If there were no bodyguards blocking them, the microphones and The recorder was about to poke the face of the middle-aged man!The crackling flashes flashed one after another, illuminating people's faces pale and pale.

Lu Qicang and Bai Hu exchanged glances: It's better to continue waiting, there are too many people.

"Mr. Ji, would you like to explain the incident where your company's model Zhang Yao was photographed coming out of the hotel with the contest judge Xu Hongsheng?"

"Does your company provide sexual services to the judges under the pretext of model training?"

"Mr. Ji, please tell me about your son and model Chen Lan. What do you think?"

"Mr. Ji, you..."

"Mr. Ji..."

The secretary on the side yelled, "Don't take pictures! Don't take pictures!"

Lu Qicang nodded: "So it's father and son."

Bai Hu patted Lu Qicang on the shoulder, and pointed towards the group of reporters. Lu Qicang looked over those swaying heads, and saw a translucent white ghost standing beside him impressively!

And it was still facing the middle-aged man, with ten fingers forming claws, as if about to do something, the ghost suddenly turned his face, with black eye sockets, gray face, wearing a bloody white skirt——

A Harley motorcycle directly knocked the ghost away!Rushing into the group of reporters, fortunately the reporters heard the bang of the accelerator and dodged quickly, otherwise they would definitely knock over a few!

The young man who got out of the car took off his helmet and threw it to the bodyguard. He brushed his hair arrogantly, pointed at the reporter and said, "What are you doing! They came after my house! You journalist paparazzi are really haunted!"

The middle-aged man looked at the young man coldly.

"Dad, let's go in." The young man greeted each other with a flattering smile.

It could be seen that the middle-aged man gave his son a sharp look because he could not get angry in front of the reporters. Under the protection of the bodyguards, he went straight into the gate. The carved bronze door of the villa was quickly closed, and two bodyguards stood outside the gate. Like guards, the group of reporters gave up and scattered in disappointment.

Seeing that the people had finished walking, the two bodyguards went in.

Lu Qicang and Baihu walked out from the dark corner, stood where the ghost appeared, and sniffed the unusual smell in the air.

Knowing that the ghost had already left, Lu Qicang said: "What a strong hostility, it can appear in a place with so many people, it seems that this ghost is not simple."

Baihu pondered: "I seem to have encountered such a powerful hostility before... somewhere."

"You remember memories?"

"By the way," a scene appeared in Baihu's mind, "The last time Wu Wenjing and I went to a vegetarian restaurant for dinner, the hostility in the women's washroom was the same as here!"

"Are you sure?" Lu Qicang raised his eyebrows.

"Even if it's not [-]%, there's [-]% similarity."

"But you didn't see the ghost in the women's bathroom with your own eyes, so you can't tell by smell alone."

Baihu was silent, and then said: "I haven't seen it, but Wu Wenjing must have seen it!"

Lu Qicang touched his chin and nodded in agreement: "Then? Do you want Wu Wenjing to draw that ghost? Didn't she deliberately hide it from you?"

"There will always be a way. Leave this to me." Bai Hu said with confidence, his dark eyes gleaming in the night.

"That's okay, you can go to test it first, and wait until she puts down her guard before—"

Before Lu Qicang finished speaking, he saw a few people from the reporter group coming out, so Lu Qicang didn't continue.

Baihu turned his head away, and a male reporter said, "Which magazine are you from?"

"Sanqing Magazine." Lu Qicang crossed his arms and looked at the male reporter with interest, "What can I do for you?"

The male reporter looked at Lu Qicang and Baihu. Being a paparazzi is like being a thief. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell if a thief is a thief. After working for a long time, the paparazzi will develop the behavior habit of "sneaky and sneaky". How do people look like colleagues? "Sanqing magazine? I haven't heard of it."

"Our magazine has just been established, and you old fritters, oh no, old seniors, there must be no comparison."

The male reporter looked at the two of them suspiciously, and said, "Never mind where you are from, you're standing upright, isn't that clearly telling Ji that we've been waiting for him? You two quickly find a place to hide Come on, don't stick here."

Lu Qicang held the male reporter's shoulders while walking in a hidden place: "Brother, I want to ask you something."

The male reporter looked at him warily: "What's the matter?"

"Is this person surnamed Ji very popular recently?"

"Fire?" The male reporter snorted, "Let me just say, you two are not reporters at all."

"It's really not," Lu Qicang admitted graciously, seeing Baihu looking around, he took Baihu's hand and pulled him to his side, "We just passed by to do something."

"Then what are you asking?"

"curious."

The male reporter scratched his head, took out a magazine from his bag and patted it in Lu Qicang's hand: "Take it and read it, I'll give it to you."

After that, he hid in the darkness with the others and continued to guard.

Lu Qicang put the book into his messenger bag: "Thank you brother!"

The reporter said nothing.

Bai Hu's face enlarged in front of Lu Qicang: "He gave you a book?"

"Magazine," Lu Qicang said, "Let's go, get out of here first, and talk about it in detail after returning to the Taoist temple."

"Oh oh oh." Bai Hu was happy when he heard that he had something to talk to, which proved that Lu Qicang trusted him.

After climbing over the wall and exiting the villa area, the two of them saw that there was no one around, so they flew onto the roof, and then flew to high places, speeding across the night sky.

With the whistling of the night wind in my ears, Baihu and Lu Qicang quickly returned to the Taoist temple, where they drank mountain spring water to quench their thirst.

Bai Hu wiped his mouth: "Take out that book and read it."

Lu Qicang took out the not-so-thick magazine from his cross-body bag: "It's probably half-truth, half-false, just read it to pass the time."

"Then you want more?"

"The reporter gave it, so you can't say no to it? Besides, we didn't ask for our money. It's free. Even if it's sold by the catty, it's worth fifty cents."

"Fifty cents..." Baihu thought while flipping through the magazine, "Isn't fifty cents just a steamed bun?"

"Wrong, it's half a steamed bun."

"..."

Baihu was reading a magazine, but didn't speak, Lu Qicang leaned over and sat beside Baihu, his face almost touching Baihu's: "Does it look good?"

Baihu shook his head: "I don't understand."

"It's all in simplified characters, and you can't understand a lot of words." Lu Qicang turned a few pages, "It's all unnutritious gossip."

"What gossip? Formation?" Baihu asked, turning his face to the side.

Bai Hu's breath touched Lu Qicang's face, the latter paused and said, "This gossip is not that gossip."

"What exactly does that mean?"

"It's just gossip," Lu Qicang took a sip of mountain spring water, and explained briefly according to the magazine, "It said that the rich second generation who drove a multimillion-dollar motorcycle and sports car had an affair with a model in his father's modeling agency just now. , Going in and out of the hotel, inviting friends to hold parties and unspoken rules about models."

"Oh." Baihu was not interested.

"It can be seen that the female ghost has a grudge against Ji." Lu Qicang finally brought up the topic that Baihu wanted to talk about.

"Well, if that car didn't show up, maybe she would have claimed her life in public? That's too courageous!"

"Even if it really wants to attack, I won't let it kill that surnamed Ji, otherwise the ghost was a victim in life, and once it kills someone, it cannot be reincarnated, and the King of Hades will send it to the [-]th floor of hell and never be reborn. .”

Baihu: "It seems...a bit unfair."

"There is nothing unfair. Once a person dies, all the good and bad things he has done during his lifetime are recorded in the judge's notebook. The king of Hades will understand at a glance. The cause he planted by himself will have the same effect. Whether he is reborn as a human or an animal, then he will It all depends on this life.”

"Well," Bai Hu lay on the table, pointing to the pictures in the magazine, "They all wear very few clothes."

"This is called a swimming pool party, you can wear nothing," Lu Qicang said, with a flash of inspiration, "The boss surnamed Ji is more difficult to get close to, maybe we can get in and start with his son?"

"Ah?" Baihu shook his head, "This...isn't it good?"

"Do you still want to check?"

"I think." Baihu nodded honestly.

Lu Qicang rubbed Baihu's head: "Then you choose a time to visit Wu Wenjing."

"Then I have to think about it..."

Lu Qicang cast a wink at Baihu: "Don't you still have me?"

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