I, Yuelao, quit!

After the awkward quiet dinner was over, when Lu Yue was about to leave, Mama Xi enthusiastically tried her best to persuade Lu Sheng to stay and sit for a while.

Lu Yue was going to politely refuse, but he looked out the window and saw that the torrential rain had not stopped, so he remembered the wet little moon when he came in just now.

Xiaoyuelao didn't have an umbrella, and with the meager spiritual power he had left after being invisible for a day, it probably wasn't enough for him to perform a spiritual spell to block the rain and return to the office smoothly all the way.

Maybe it would be better to leave Xi's house when the rain stops.

But later, all kinds of evil monsters lurking in the world may take advantage of the night to stare at this little Yuelao who is delicious and deceitful at first glance.

Lu Yue thought over and over again, and decided to stay at Xi's house for another half an hour.

Xi Xue sat on the sofa, peeling apples for Lu Sheng according to her mother's instructions.

But the eldest lady from a wealthy family has hardly ever peeled an apple since she was a child, and the crooked apple skin and most of the apple flesh fell into the trash can.

Just an apple core with some pulp left.

Su Yun and Lu Yue looked at the peeled apple core on the plate together and fell silent.

Xi Xue said shyly, "Sorry, I can't cut it well..."

Su Yun, who has rich theoretical experience, helped Lu Yue think of the correct answer in an instant——

First he smiled and said, 'It doesn't matter, I can see the wild style of Master XXX from the way this apple is cut'.

Then he picked up the apple gracefully, took a bite, expressed his surprise at the sweetness of the apple with an exaggerated expression of surprise, and sighed 'ah!Apples are so sweet! '.

The last key is to sublimate the sweet theme of love with the phrase "but people are sweeter than apples".

The brutal fact is——

Lu Yue glanced at Apple lightly, and then turned his gaze back to the newspaper in his hand.

"Well, thank you."

A billowing thunder struck Su Yun's head in an instant, shattering all his beautiful fantasies with pink bubbles.

What does 'um' mean?

What does the cold 'thank you' mean?

Is he a repeater who can only say 'um', 'no problem' and 'thank you'?

After the two were silent for about 3 minutes, Lu Yue asked suddenly while flipping through the magazine in his hand.

"Miss Xi, have you heard the story of ghosts?"

Xi Xue stared at the sharp corner of the table, her breathing was unavoidably short of breath.

... Working as a minion for a tiger, what exactly does this man mean?

She clenched her fists unconsciously and asked softly.

"Why did Mr. Lu suddenly talk about ghosts?"

Su Yun's small head was covered with shining question marks the size of a light bulb, and he tilted his head to look at Lu Yue.

Seeing Xiaoyue looking at him stupidly, Lu Yue's originally indifferent tone softened a bit inexplicably.

"It's nothing, I just feel emotional when I think about it by chance."

"The ghost is just a poor man who is restrained by a tiger, that's why..."

Before Xi Xue could finish speaking, Lu Yue coldly interrupted her.

"Poor? Aren't innocent people seduced by ghosts even more pitiful."

On Su Yun's little head appeared a second row of small question marks of shining light bulbs.

Are these two people debating on the topic of 'Is a ghost who is a tiger's minion pitiable'?

Although Lu Yue's eyes still stayed on the newspaper, Xi Xue felt that he had seen through all his secrets.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, she thought in a panic.

Su Yun stared dumbfounded at the two discussing the collision of life and theological science with a tense attitude.

What the hell are these two talking about?

Xi Xue's expression was blank and miserable, while Lu Yue's expression was cold and serious, as if the police were interrogating criminals.

The apple cores on the table were about to dry and turn yellow.

Just like his stubborn heart withered in the cold wind.

Xi Xue was silent for a while, then asked back.

"Does Mr. Lu believe in fate? Do you believe that there are orders and fate books in the world?"

"Ah."

She let out a wry laugh.

"The fate book has already doomed a person's life. If Si Ming is not willing to change his fate, then do people have to live in the tragic way written in the fate book for the rest of their lives?"

Lu Yue frowned slightly.

"Miss Xi, the fate book is written with two pens, one pen is held in Tiandao's hand, and the other..."

He turned his head to look at Xi Xue, and said word by word.

"...it's in one's own hands."

Xi Xue's pupils shrank suddenly, and her sharp nails were deeply embedded in her flesh.

"Si Ming, Yue Lao, God of Wealth and other gods who seem to control the fate of mortals are just listeners to God's will."

That's all Lu Yue said.

He said these words to many people who were tempted by widows to give their lives in exchange for marriage or wealth, but without exception, it was too late.

After speaking these words, Lu Yue glanced at the drowsy little Yuelao next to him.

He rested his chin on his hand, looked at himself sleepily, and tried to open his eyes wide.

Later, when the upper and lower eyelids were about to close together, he still propped up his eyelids while silently chanting '17 Lingshi' to encourage himself not to fall asleep easily.

But as he was reading, his little head lay heavily on the table, and Su Yun fell asleep completely.

...Why is what this person said as boring as what Director Lu said at the Tianting Spiritual Art Seminar back then?

After finishing this heavy conversation, Lu Yue got up, passed by the table in the pretext of going to the bathroom, and specifically grabbed Xiaoyue Lao who was dozing on the table.

He was about to go back, and he had to take Xiaoyuelao away before he left.

Old Xiaoyue knocked off Lu Yue's hand unconsciously, and muttered.

"...don't touch my hair."

Lu Yue looked at Xiao Yuelao who fell asleep again, feeling helpless.

After a while, Su Yun who woke up from sleep raised his head in confusion, rubbed his face vigorously, and stared blankly around the enclosure.

Xi Xue and Lu Yue were still sitting on the sofa, but they didn't have any serious discussions, and sat quietly at both ends of the sofa.

Not a word.

The silence was so dead that Su Yun thought he was the only one left in the world.

He always kept in mind the director's order to him 'must turn Lu Sheng's marriage back to the normal channel'.

But now the opening "Love at First Sight" has completely collapsed, and the first follow-up mission "Happy Talk" has disappeared.

Seeing that the love story of the two is about to rumble towards the track of "I don't know each other for a lifetime".

He, Su Yun, the only orthodox expatriate elder in the world, would never allow such a tragedy to happen!

Su Yun stood up, took a deep breath, and resolutely took out the big killer - the knitted red thread sweater.

Holding the red thread sweater seriously, he approached Lu Yue step by step.

Lu Yue glanced at Xiaoyuelao, and saw that Xiaoyuelao jumped like a hungry wolf pounced on a sheep in the next second, and put the red thread sweater firmly on his head.

His eyes suddenly went dark, and his breath was suffocated.

...Xiao Yuelao still has this big move waiting for him?

Ordinary people cannot feel the red thread sweater. In theory, when the red thread sweater is put on the head of an ordinary person, it will automatically slip off and wear it on the body.

It's a pity that Lu Yue is not an ordinary person.

Lu Yue, who was shielded from sight by the sweater, vaguely heard Xiaoyuelao's puzzled question.

"Strange, why can't I put it on? Do you want to give Xi Xue a red thread first?"

The world is dark Lu Yue: ...

Su Yun stared at Lu Yue in confusion, he pulled out the thread left on the red thread sweater, and prepared to tie it on Xi Xue's wrist.

Xi Xue sat on the sofa in a daze, Su Yun carefully wrapped her wrist several times, and finally tied a knot tightly.

Before the knot was tied firmly, the red thread snapped in the middle in front of Su Yun.

It also vividly released a strand of black smoke.

Su Yun, who was carrying a lone lint, was dumbfounded.

...a young life!

There must be a mistake in the way he tied the red thread, Su Yun reluctantly comforted himself.

He then extended the end of the thread that tied Lu Yue, and continued to tie it around Xi Xue's wrist.

This time he specially tied a knot in a circle, and after going back and forth a dozen times in a row, Su Yun was relieved to tie the final knot.

After the work was done, Su Yun clapped his hands in relief, stood up while supporting his sore waist, and was about to take a good rest——

With a crisp snap, more than a dozen knots burst open one after another, and the red thread slipped softly from Xi Xue's wrist.

How can this be? !

Su Yun picked up the end of the red thread in disbelief, and his back felt cold, as if he saw the scene of the Sansheng Stone smoking and turning green again, and the director kicking the Sansheng Stone fiercely.

Could it be that the red thread has a quality problem, is it too brittle and easy to break?

Su Yun fell into doubts about Yuelaosi's products.

Su Yun thought naively.

If there is no quality problem with the red thread, it should always be able to tie it, keep it on for 1 minute, and then untie it easily.

So he held up the red thread suspiciously, and when he was about to wrap it around his wrist for a try——

The next moment, the red thread seemed to have eyes, and rushed towards his wrist with a vicious speed like a snake hunting for food.

Su Yun's left hand firmly pressed against the red line coveting his wrist, and he put his right hand behind his back to prevent the red line from touching it.

But the red line was completely out of control, and he dexterously broke away from his left hand like a swimming fish.

No matter what it is, it will be wrapped around his wrist.

Su Yun was dumbfounded, bent over and got under the table in horror.

"Director, could it be that this stupid red line has identified the wrong person?!"

Xi Xue was sitting peacefully on the other side of the sofa, why did she pursue him so hard?

When Lu Yue took off the red thread sweater, what he saw was the embarrassed Xiao Yuelao dodging the red thread all over the room.

The illusory red thread floated all over the living room, while Su Yun sometimes hid under the table and sometimes hid behind the door, fearing not to touch any red thread.

He had fully anticipated the consequences of the red thread being wrapped around his wrist and then unable to untie it——

Yuelao set off firecrackers for three days to celebrate the complete resolution of the "Lu Sheng's broken red line accident".

But he was ruthlessly kicked into the mortal world by the director, and he was in trouble with Lu Sheng, lingering and never separated.

Su Yun's grief came from his heart, even if the 17 spirit stones were indeed in line with his wishes, he would still sell his art instead of his body!

Lu Yue suddenly thought of the Marriage Flower with the outermost petals blooming in a daze.

Unknowingly, his hand completely let go of the red thread sweater.

At the same time, the red thread that had been chasing Xiaoyue so hard for so long fell limply from the air to the ground as if it had been deprived of its soul, and neatly gathered it into a ball of wool.

Su Yun sat weakly in the corner, clutching his chest where his heart was about to pop out, and let out a long breath like the last survivor of a catastrophe.

Suddenly, he felt that the spiritual power reserve spring in his body was about to drain the last bit of spiritual power.

His expression froze, and his paralyzed body instantly sat up straight.

He patted the location of the spiritual power reserve spring in horror, and after confirming that all the spiritual power had been drained by himself——

In the next second, Su Yun jumped up from the corner in an instant, almost jumping directly to the ceiling because he was too flustered.

His spiritual power is about to be exhausted.

And he can no longer maintain the invisible state.

One more minute late to escape from the attendant's house, and he will open up another mystery for "Spiritual Tales of the World"——

On why a weak and pale man suddenly appeared in an unoccupied room during the rainstorm late at night.

Su Yun, who was running around in a hurry, thought about the consequences painfully, and felt that either he frightened others, or...the huge fine issued by the Heavenly Court frightened him to death.