Welcome to the lock demon tower

The three of them walked out of the pick-up area, Qiao Que just wanted to ask them where they live, if there is no suitable place, do you want to live with him...

Before he could speak, he was stunned by the grand airport pick-up scene in front of him.

I saw a whole row of tall men in black clothes standing at the gate of the airport. All of them were tall and mighty, tall and straight, wearing black patterned headbands and straps. The visual effect was very Daomingsi.

Seeing Jiang Luchi stepping out of the pick-up gate, they immediately waved the signs in their hands in unison, tears filled their eyes, as if they saw the fanatic fans of idols.

Listen carefully, and someone is whispering the command "left, right, left, left, left, right".

The sign in his hand reads - [Warmly welcome Mr. Jiang Luchi].

Also made a very exaggerated hand-painted decoration.

Qiao Que:? ? ?

Jiang Luchi: ...

Qiao Que didn't know what expression to make: "This is this again?"

Mo Zhihua also stayed for a long time. Hearing the words, he hummed softly in a concealed manner, and said contemptuously with an expression of "you haven't seen the world before", "Oh, you don't even know this?"

Qiao Que: ...

Mo Zizhi's nostrils turned to the sky: "Obviously they are from Maoshan. Just look at the Hunyuan scarves on their heads."

Qiao Que: ...? ? ?

What are you talking about?Is that a Hunyuan towel?The square black hat worn by Maoshan Taoist priests in the TV series?

Is it so hip-hop?

Not to mention, I thought it was a group participating in a certain talent show!

Don't bully me for reading less!

438: "It's the Hunyuan scarf. Maoshan started as a Taoist priest, and now it has become a famous sect in China. They submitted an application 20 years ago, catered to the development of the times, broke the feudal superstition, improved the Hunyuan scarf headgear, and became Today's, uh... a brand new element of sect."

Qiao Que: ...

...This change is directly changed from the feudal superstition of the old society to the capitalist black freestyle?

Two girls passing by raised their mobile phones to take a video, while poking their heads: "Who is so and so? Is it a celebrity? All male fans?!"

Turning around and seeing the three of Jiang Luchi and the others, he whispered "Wow": "New boy group? Looks good?"

Another girl looked at the fashionista Mo Quality: "It must be a rock band."

Mo Quality: ...

A short middle-aged man in his forties with square glasses trotted over. He seemed to be the person in charge of Maoshan. He looked at Jiang Luchi with crackling eyes, and he said "Jiang Shao" one by one, following an idol drama It seemed that he helped them with their luggage diligently back and forth, rather like Jiang Luchi's juniors.

Jiang Luchi took it calmly, and briefly introduced the two people behind him: "Mo Quality, Mo's family, you should have heard of it. This is Qiao Que, who has been by my side recently."

After hearing what he said, Qiao Que let out a "wow" in his heart, and he was so dazed by himself.

Mo Zizhi was itching his teeth with hatred, and shot at Qiao Que with sharp eyes, You felt puzzled, and the hand that drew the knife was about to move.

It wasn't until Qiao Que got into the car arranged by Maoshan that he gradually understood that this man was Tao Chuan, the boss of Maoshan's generation, and in terms of seniority, he was of the same generation as Jiang Luchi.

Maoshan is more than an hour's drive from S City, and the distance is very close. Originally, they should be invited to Maoshan as a guest, but it seems that Jiang Luchi rejected them on the grounds of "violating regulations". So the car drove into the downtown area of ​​City S and turned into a very nice five-star hotel.

Tao Chuan was full of apologies: "Young Master Jiang, I'm so sorry. Grandpa just isn't in City S, but he heard that you were coming, so he booked a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow to go home."

Jiang Luchi didn't talk much, but he didn't show any impatience when he listened to Tao Chuan's various ramblings all the way. He occasionally responded with a few polite words, neither rude nor warm.

He nodded: "I know. I was the one who was abrupt. It just so happens that I also have some official business, and I need to hand it over to my colleagues in S City. I will officially visit Maoshan in two days. Before that, don't worry about it. "

Tao Chuan seemed to still want to get close to him, but was blocked by his words, so he had to type a few haha, and handed them the room card with both hands.

When it was handed over to Qiao Que, Qiao Que couldn't help being taken aback, without thinking too much, waved his hand and said, "I don't need it."

...After all, my home is in S City, not far from this hotel.

Jiang Luchi blocked it for him: "Yes. No need to prepare his room."

Tao Chuan was stunned for a moment, and his brain circuit turned to an unknown place in an instant, and the way he looked at Qiao Que immediately changed: "Oh... oh... I see, I see, ha, ha, I was negligent."

Qiao Que tilted his head and opened his mouth: "...ah?"

Tao Chuan looked at him as if he was looking at the head of the imperial concubine: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Qiao Que: ...?

Although I don't know what you're thinking but I feel offended.

Jiang Luchi pressed his temples, and his aura was as cold as ice with thorns.

Tao Chuan backed up three steps with a "squeak" and left immediately.

Qiao Que followed Jiang Luchi up the stairs ignorantly, and walked into the luxurious suite on the top floor. When he was sitting on the sofa, he still didn't quite understand.

He belatedly asked, "Brother Chi...Did Tao Chuan misunderstand something?"

Jiang Luchi's movements of making tea were smooth and uninterrupted, and he said with a normal expression, "It's nothing, you don't need to worry about him."

Qiao Que was very obedient: "Oh."

Jiang Luchi put the brewed tea in front of him, and a waft of familiar fragrance wafted from the cup.

Qiao Que took a deep breath, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was the fragrance of tea or the fragrance from the fingertips of the person in front of him.

"Drink."

Qiao Que nodded, took a sip from the cup, and looked up in surprise: "Brother Chi, this...is delicious? And it seems to be different..."

Jiang Luchi smiled lightly: "Yes. The tea made from this kind of leaves has some effect of purifying spiritual energy. It's better than nothing. It's very good for you."

Brother Chi specially prepared tea for me!

In Qiao Que's mind, the universe was exploding, and he immediately felt that the cup in his hand weighed as much as a thousand catties!

Don't forget the well digger when you drink water!Thousands of mountains and rivers are always love!

He raised his cup and drank it with a sip, leaving the fragrance on his lips and teeth...

Mouth full of hot bubbles.

Jiang Luchi: ...

He knocked on the cup helplessly and said, "Drink slowly. If you are free, we will go to the Demon Locking Tower tomorrow."

So fast? !

Qiao Que was still sweet in his heart, holding an empty cup and nodding repeatedly: "I'm free, of course I'm free. But I thought I'd have to wait until I came back from Maoshan..."

Jiang Luchi blew on the tea leaves in his quilt, and said calmly: "Since you have time, go back early. After all, with your personality, you probably want to stay for a few more days to read... Children, it's good to love learning. "

……

Hey Hey.

Until he left the hotel and stood by the side of the road, Qiao Que was still a little bit of the same, secretly laughing, and afraid that passers-by would think he was strange, so he worked very hard to manage his expression.

438, who was peeping all the time, was expressionless: I heard earlier that the Jiang family is a serious person who is devoted to cultivation.Ah.

438 thought and thought, and finally said in the most friendly voice possible: "Qiao Que, I will accompany you in this mission."

Qiao Que was puzzled: "Why? It's not that you follow the rules..."

438's heart froze: "Why! What! What! You actually asked me why! What! What! You have changed, you are no longer the host who cried and asked me to accompany you!"

Qiao Que: ...

Crying and shouting?who?

438 said coldly: "Anyway, I will follow the whole process this time."

... After all, I'm lonely and widowed, how can I be at ease!

...No, what does it have to do with me?I'm just an AI?

Qiao Que jumped up and down like a little mouse that stole oil: "Of course that's good. Then we can chat all the time."

……

Qiao Que's good mood lasted until he returned to his home.

City S is close to the river, with a developed economy, and every inch of land is expensive. There are countless skyscrapers along the river, and it is famous for its night view.

It was dinner time, there was a lot of traffic, and there were fireworks everywhere.

On the riverside of this overcrowded international metropolis, there is an excellent location for quietness amidst the hustle and bustle, with mountains and rivers behind, overlooking the superb night view.

This place was developed a long time ago, and now it is an area of ​​sky-high prices that ordinary people in S city can't even dream of in their entire lives.

Qiao's house is here, the one on the top of the mountain.

The rich community has strong secrecy, and taxis can only take people to the foot of the mountain.The security guard on this day looked like a young and unfamiliar face, who didn't know Qiao Que, took out his ID card and swiped it several times before letting him go.

He didn't mention taking Qiao Que up the mountain by car, and Qiao Que didn't speak.

He walked on the winding mountain road alone with a big bag on his back, and walked for a long time. When he was out of breath, he was interrupted by a female voice from his aimless chat with 438.

"Young master...is the young master back?"

An elderly woman stood at the corner of the intersection ahead, looking at Qiao Que in surprise.

Qiao Que was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed: "Aunt Wang!"

……

In the big house of Qiao’s family on the top of the mountain, while Qiao Que was tidying up things upstairs, Aunt Wang, the nanny of Qiao’s family for more than ten years, was happy while chopping vegetables: “Young master hasn’t been home for more than a year, and he looks thinner. Quite a few. Madam, can you add a few more dishes that the young master likes?"

Mother Qiao was sitting at the table, eating a bowl of bird's nest very elegantly, not as happy as Aunt Wang.

She nodded, and said casually: "It should be. Uh... Aunt Wang, what does Que Que like to eat?"

Aunt Wang's chopping hand also stopped: "Young master... seems to like to eat everything. He has a good temper and is not picky about food."

Mother Qiao gave a "hmm", thought for a while, and then took care of her: "Qiao Xi will come back for dinner later. The oxtail soup looks like it's on fire, he likes it very much, and the lobster I had someone fly back from Norway , remember to do sashimi, he said he liked it last time."

"Hey." Aunt Wang went to see how the stew was cooking, "It's cooking."

Qiao Que changed his clothes, ran down from upstairs, his eyes were full of light: "Why does it smell so good?"

Aunt Wang looked at him with a smile: "Oxtail soup."

Qiao Que made an exaggerated salivating expression: "The oxtail soup stewed by Aunt Wang is the best!"

Qiao's mother looked at him, and also put on a smile: "Drink more if you like, and eat when your brother comes back. Uh...well, Que Que, why...you didn't say anything when you got home? Look , so that we are not prepared."

Qiao Que was startled: "Did I tell my brother?"

Mother Qiao's smile was very gentle and polite: "Your brother is busy with work and may have forgotten, don't mind. Come back this time... how long are you going to stay? Just tell Aunt Wang what you want to eat. They're all skinny."

Qiao Que nodded with a smile, licked his face and leaned over, coquettishly said: "Mom, I miss you."

Mother Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Mom misses you too, baby."