I live on the 18th floor of Nether Community

Jiang Miao sent Sun Miao back to the dormitory, and left a little paper figurine to watch out, and then returned to the Underworld Garden alone.When he got there, he was basically frozen through.

Jiang Xiao took off his coat and hung it behind the door, rushed into the bathroom to turn on the shower, but after waiting for nearly 10 minutes, no hot water came out.

If we wait any longer, the ghosts will freeze to death.Jiang Miao gritted his teeth, wrapped himself in a big towel, and rushed to the door, banging on the opposite door.

"Brother Xiaohua! Brother Xiaohua!"

The door was quickly opened, and Qi Chi was slightly taken aback when he saw Jiang Xiao's appearance, and hurriedly dragged him into the room, and turned on the air conditioner and heater.

"What are you doing?" Qi Chi asked with a frown as he took out a blanket and covered Jiang Miao who had been nestled in the sofa as soon as he entered the room.

Jiang Xiao sniffed and smiled, and wrapped the blanket tighter: "Master, the water pipe in my house may have been frozen and burst, and there will be no hot water for a long time. Can I borrow your bathroom to take a shower?"

Hearing this, Xichi obviously relaxed a bit, and he nodded and walked into the bathroom: "I'll put the water first, and you can go in after it's warm."

"Okay." Jiang Xiao agreed while removing the towel, and Da La La went to the bathroom.

Qi Chi turned around and almost bumped into Jiang Miao who was behind him: "I didn't tell you to wait..."

He stopped there before he finished speaking, then looked at Jiang Miao silently, not moving for a long time.

There was a layer of water vapor in the bathroom, which was a little hazy under the warm yellow light.Jiang Miao was puzzled by Qi Chi's eyes, and pointed behind him with his finger: "Then what, is it hot?"

Qi Chi nodded, turned sideways to let Jiang Xiao out of the way, and said in a muffled voice, "The left side is hot, and the right side is cold. I'll go to the kitchen to make ginger soup."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaohua!" Jiang Miao sighed comfortably while standing under the shower.

Xichi said nothing, and quickly left the bathroom with his back turned.

Hearing the sound of running water in the shower, Qi Chi's hand cutting ginger in the kitchen couldn't help but stop there.

Is the strange feeling towards that person related to the reason why he stayed here?

There was confusion in Xichi's eyes, and he felt that a certain suppressed emotion in his heart was bubbling up like boiling water.He rubbed the handle of the knife back and forth with his thumb, until the sound of the water next door stopped, and then he came back to his senses, hurriedly put the ginger slices into the pot, and added two tablespoons of brown sugar.

When Qi Chi came out of the kitchen with ginger soup, Jiang Miao had already slumped comfortably on the sofa with a towel on his cigarette.Seeing Qichi, his eyes rolled up: "Are you going to have a big dinner tonight?"

"Cantonese cuisine." Qi Chi responded, pushing the ginger soup in front of Jiang Xiao, "Drink it while it's hot."

Jiang Miao smacked his lips: "Cantonese cuisine is good."

As he spoke, he took a sip of the ginger soup with open arms, and said "ha" as if drinking wine, and sighed: "Shu Tan!"

"Wrap it up." Qi Chi glanced at Jiang Xiao's open arms, and turned his gaze to the side, "Don't catch a cold again."

"Hey, it's not that women are afraid of anything! Besides, it's quite warm in your room." Jiang Miao crossed his legs, smoking a cigarette like a hooligan, suddenly showed a smirk as if realizing something, nodded and said , "Don't forget, brother Xiaohua is a gentleman, so it's inappropriate to show your breasts in front of you."

Xichi didn't answer, he took some tea leaves from the porcelain pot and put them into the pot, heated up the pure water beside him, took two teacups and put them in front of Jiang Miao and himself, then asked softly, "How are you doing this afternoon?" Is it?"

"It's not good, something happened, and I haven't figured it out yet." Jiang Miao pulled the blanket over his body, stretched his arms and flicked the soot, "The female ghost didn't use Xu Lixiang this time, but I chose to use illusion."

"Illusion." Qi Chi frowned.

"Yeah." Jiang Miao gradually suppressed his smile, and said seriously, "And the method is quite clever, I was recruited in a state of unconsciousness, and I almost didn't notice it."

Xichi poured the boiled water into the porcelain pot to wash the tea, and said calmly: "The ghost uses illusion, which consumes a lot of energy. She is doing this either because she is afraid that you are on guard against her, or it is in the hands of the person behind her." There are not many Xu Lixiangs, and they will only be used if they are kept at key points."

Jiang Miao picked up the teacup and thought, "Whether it's because I'm afraid of me or because I'm out of stock, since I already knew I was there at the time, why did I appear so rashly? Besides, she didn't substantially hurt Sun Miao this time, and even Didn't let her fall into the illusion. Not only Sun Miao, but everyone except me, except..."

Jiang Xiao's eyes darkened: "Liu Yunsheng."

"You saw Liu Yunsheng." Qi Chi poured another cup of tea for Jiang Miao.

"I see." Thinking of Liu Changsheng, Jiang Miao sighed helplessly, "She is a beautiful woman."

Xichi showed surprise.

"I also had the same expression when I first saw her." Jiang Xiao scratched his half-dry hair and continued, "Liu Yunsheng's expression is wrong, I suspect she also saw the female ghost."

"What did you experience in the illusion? Or, did the yin guest on the 13th floor say anything?" Xichi held the teacup and said slowly, "Perhaps this time, she wanted to use the illusion to convey something to you. .”

Jiang Miao stopped wiping his hair suddenly.

"She said... there are only seven days left." Jiang Xiao looked at Qichi, "But it doesn't seem like she said it to me, but Liu Yunsheng. But why did you bring me into the illusion?"

Qi Chi raised the corners of his lips: "Even if you don't bring it, you will naturally find it at the scene."

"And I just got involved by the way, let's see if I can take the opportunity to get rid of it?"

Qichi: "."

Jiang Xiao laughed: "My lord, she seems to look down on me a bit? Are all your residents on the [-]th floor so arrogant?"

"After all, ordinary ghosts shouldn't be able to live here." Qi Chi smiled lightly, "Besides, she lives on the 13th floor."

"Yes, you are all amazing." Jiang Xiao drank the last cup of tea and stood up, "Before you go back, you should rest earlier. I will go to the opera troupe tomorrow to interview Liu Yunsheng Haven't done it yet."

"I have a suggestion." Qi Chi said slowly behind Jiang Xiao, "If possible, find a new version of the script of "Frost Flower Tribulation" and read it."

Jiang Xiao nodded: "It is necessary... let's go, Brother Xiaohua!"

The door was closed with a "click".Xichi sat quietly on the sofa for a while, then snapped his fingers and turned off the lights in the room.

Under the moonlight, blue smoke was slowly rising from the incense burner, and the clear fragrance permeated the room again...

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The next day, Jiang Xiao came to the opera troupe early.From far away, the gatekeeper waved at Jiang Miao.With the comings and goings of these days, Jiang Xiao has become familiar with the janitor.

"Reporter Jiang, Reporter Jiang, is there a fire in your place?"

"That must be!" Jiang Miao took out the lighter from his pocket, handed the doorman another cigarette, and helped him light it.Put the lighter on the table in the reception room, "Here you go, keep it for use."

"Oh, thank you Reporter Jiang! Are you here for another interview today?"

"No, I made an appointment with Liu Yunsheng, Mr. Liu, to interview her."

The janitor waved his hand and pointed at the administration building: "No, I just entered."

"That's it." Jiang Xiao nodded to the uncle, "You are busy!"

After he finished speaking, he walked quickly towards the administrative building.

Jiang Miao pushed open the door, and saw Liu Yunsheng standing by the window with his back to him.She still held a thin cigarette between her fingertips. Judging from the ash accumulated on the cigarette butt, she should be thinking about something.

Jiang Xiao coughed lightly and knocked on the door.Liu Yunsheng turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled lightly when he saw Jiang Xiao: "Reporter Jiang, please come in."

Compared to the haste of leaving yesterday, Liu Yunsheng seemed to have regained his composure at this time.

"Ah, I should call you Mr. Liu." Jiang Xiao pretended to take out the recording pen and notebook that he had prepared in advance, "I was in a hurry yesterday, and I didn't talk to you properly."

Liu Yunsheng led Jiang Miao to sit down in front of the sofa: "Didn't you come again today, coffee or tea?"

Jiang Miao shook the cigarette case in his hand: "It's not busy, just have this."

Liu Yunsheng was slightly taken aback, and then laughed heartily: "This is meeting a bosom friend. It just so happens that I don't like coffee, let alone tea."

As she spoke, she took out another thin cigarette and handed it to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Miao quickly waved his hand: "I can't get used to you."

"Don't think it's thin smoke, men's, try it." Liu Yunsheng raised his chin at Jiang Moo.

Seeing this, Jiang Miao didn't refuse anymore, took the cigarette in Liu Yunsheng's hand, lit it, and took a puff, it was really strong.

"It's so smokey, you!" Jiang Xiao said while looking at Liu Yunsheng, and saw that she was wearing a linen Chinese suit today, leaning on the sofa with a cigarette, looking quite casual and chic.

Liu Yunsheng pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and said casually, "Let's start then? I have something to do in the afternoon."

"Success, let's start." Jiang Xiao nodded and turned on the recorder.

"I checked some information about you. Mr. Liu was also an opera actor before, but he started working behind the scenes in recent years, right?"

Liu Yunsheng smiled, and pointed at the flue in Jiang Xiao Bibi's hand, "This stuff has fumigated my throat."

"You guys who are engaged in art are less likely to not smoke."

"That's not true. I will order the children in the regiment to not drink or smoke for me." Liu Yunsheng flicked the cigarette ash, and smiled, "Be stricter with yourself and stricter with others, and you are talking about me."

"Hey, Mr. Liu, you have a charismatic personality. I heard that the young people in the troupe admire you very much." Jiang Xiao flattered a few words, and tentatively cut to the point, "I heard that the new version of "Frost Flower Tribulation" is older. For the version, a lot of adjustments have been made, can you talk about it in detail?"

"Have you seen the old version of this play?"

"Know the story more or less." Jiang Xiao nodded.

Liu Yunsheng immediately asked, "Then what does Reporter Jiang think of the old version of the story?"

Well, let her ask back again.

Jiang Miao said carefully, "I don't know much about drama, so I think the ending is quite aggrieved. Especially Shuang'er, who was poisoned to death by her sister and betrayed by her husband, only wanted revenge and found out that the two had become true love. I can't do anything with my life."

"The young people in the group say that this plot looks a bit old-fashioned now." Liu Yunsheng leaned back on the sofa, exhaled a smoke ring and said, "But classics are classics after all, it's just that the aesthetics of the times are different."

Jiang Xiao smiled: "So Mr. Liu's adaptation of this play is also to adapt to the times?"

Liu Yunsheng lightly tapped the ashtray on the ashtray twice, and looked at Jiang Miao, "Reporter Jiang, you said that if Shuang'er's younger sister was poisoned by the wrong person at all, and the one who should be damned is the number one scholar, then will this play be good?" Would it be more exciting?"

Jiang Miao withdrew his hand holding the recording pen slightly.

Liu Yunsheng returned to his previous relaxed tone in an instant: "Yes, this change is also to adapt to the next era and cater to the market. Our group will soon be renamed the Xiqu Art Center, and we have to consider future revenue issues."

"I see." Jiang Xiao lowered his head and smiled.

"I can't say anything more about the plot, so I invite Reporter Jiang to go to the theater to watch it." Liu Yunsheng put out the cigarette, looked up and asked, "Can you turn off the recorder first?"

"Of course." Jiang Xiao immediately turned off the recorder.

Liu Yunsheng raised his eyebrows curiously and said, "I'm curious that Reporter Jiang didn't ask me about the accident of the actress who played Shuang'er."

Jiang Xiao smiled: "Didn't you tell me before that you don't want me to report these things to the public. Besides, even if I asked, you might not be able to tell it, would you?"

When Liu Yunsheng heard this, there was some appreciation in his eyes: "I like chatting with you very much, maybe we can become friends in the future."

"It's a great honor!" Jiang Miao changed into a more relaxed posture, putting one arm on the back of the sofa, "I hope Mr. Liu can give me a nice ticket then."

"nature."

Jiang Miao: "By the way, when is the official performance?"

"A week later, at Ye City Theater."

"Seven days." Jiang Xiao slightly raised his eyes to look at Liu Yunsheng, and said in a low voice, "No, there should be only six days left."

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