Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Arriving at the door of Bowen Yabao, Qing Huan subconsciously glanced at the "Wang Chuan" opposite, the store door was closed, and she didn't know when Zi Wan would come back, or she would never come again.

Xiao Zhou came out from inside with a long cloth bag in his arms, wearing a mask on his face, looking a little sullen.

"Where is this going?"

"Mr. Xiao!" Xiao Zhou became more energetic when he saw Qing Huan, and replied, "Master ordered me to send copper coins and swords to the guests."

Qing Huan looked at the copper coin sword, and it was very generous. If you want to order such a sword, you can't get it at an ordinary price—"Don't take public transportation, take a taxi, so as not to attract attention."

"Ah."

Qing Huan asked again: "The weather outside is fine, what are you doing wearing a mask?"

Xiaozhou touched his face, and reluctantly took off the mask. The purple palm prints on the clean face were particularly shocking, and even faint nail marks could be seen—Qing Huan frowned: "How did you do it?"

"I went to catch a female ghost with my master yesterday..."

"Is the female ghost really powerful?"

Xiaozhou shook his head and lowered his head: "I didn't listen to what Master said, I was soft-hearted for a moment, and was confused. The female ghost almost escaped, and I was injured at that time..."

Qing Huan knocked his head: "You really deserve it, did you still get scolded by the master?"

"Yeah." Na na.

No wonder so listless——

"Eat a pit and gain a wisdom, next time it won't work."

"Oh, I see……"

At this time, Xiaozhou heard a cat meowing, and only then noticed the lump in Qing Huan's arms—"Huh??? This is... a cat?"

"Well, cat."

Qing Huan walked in, and Xiao Zhou followed behind him out of curiosity: "Xiao Mister, are you going to raise a cat?"

Zhou Yubao, who was drinking tea, heard the sound - "Mr. Xiao is here." You glanced at his apprentice - "What are you doing here? Why don't you send the things quickly?"

"Oh." Xiao Zhou resentfully turned around and left.

Qing Huan put the cat on the rosewood high table: "Ah Bao, let this cat let you go for a few days."

Zhou Yubao stared at the cat for a while, until he stared at the listless cat into a ball—"Xiao Mister, isn't this an ordinary cat?"

Qing Huan nodded: "The outside is the appearance of a cat, but the internal force is the soul of a person."

"What's going on?"

"It was also his fault. He ran into a cat and killed it. The cat was rather spiritual. Unwilling to die, he tried to take his body and shrink him under the cat's body. I didn't want to take care of it, but he had a relationship with me once, and I happened to bump into him, so I don't want to take care of it."

The black cat lowered its head, feeling ashamed and remorseful, but also grateful for meeting Qing Huan.

Zhou Yubao nodded: "The cat won't give up easily after taking away its body."

"Well, do what you can." Qing Huan said again: "My family's situation is complicated, so it's not easy to take it home. Besides, I'm impatient, so I can only entrust it to you first."

"okay, I get it."

Qing Huan lowered her head and said to the cat: "You can stay here with peace of mind, don't run around, I will help you if I say so."

The black cat nodded gratefully.

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"Master." Xiao Lian stood at the door holding the biscuit box, watching Qing Huan get dressed in front of the mirror.

"What?"

"Do you feel that you have changed a lot?"

"where?"

"Don't talk about eating meat...Master, you have become...a lot more beautiful..."

"Everyone has the love of beauty." Qing Huan replied.

"But you didn't pay that much attention to your dress before..."

"Really?" Qing Huan looked at the person in the full-length mirror—the slightly long black hair was tied back just right, and a few strands of bangs made this delicate and delicate face look a bit more handsome. Wearing a tea-green baseball jacket, the advantage of the slender neck can be seen at a glance. The blue jeans with small feet are put in the white orange high-top canvas shoes. The waist is slender and the legs are long.

"That's right, master, you really have changed a lot..."

Qing Huan turned around and walked out, and gave Xiao Lian a slap by the way: "You can't keep your mouth shut with so much food?"

"Master..." Xiaolian watched pitifully as Qing Huan went downstairs with her backpack on her back and went out the door—turning her head to see Bai Zipan yawning lazily at the top of the stairs, she walked over to vent her anger and used her full body to vent her anger. It was the biscuit crumbs that rubbed and kneaded Baizi's smooth head, and Baizi spit out a red snake letter and licked his hand, as if to comfort or just play...

No. 42 Guangxing Road.

Qing Huan confirmed the house number before approaching the corridor. There was a musty and damp smell in the corridor. The sensor light installed was blinking because of the unstable voltage. The only sound of Qing Huan's footsteps was in the narrow stairwell—— It's kind of like a horror movie.

Room 13 on the third floor...

This is a rental house, and the doors of each room are exactly the same, but fortunately there are house numbers to identify them.

Qing Huan knocked on the door, but there was no response. He knocked a few more times, but still no response.

Aren't you at home?

At this time, he heard the sound of "slapping" slippers, and turned his head to see a middle-aged woman with curly hair in loose pajamas. As she approached, the smell of cheap perfume on her body became more and more intoxicating——

The middle-aged woman hugged her chest, looked Qing Huan up and down, and then spat: "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

"I'm Jiang Xiu's friend, I'm here to find Jiang Xiu."

"Looking for Jiang Xiu?" The middle-aged woman frowned with slender eyebrows: "That kid hasn't been seen for many days, and he is two months in arrears and hasn't paid the rent. I don't know if he ran away. Thinking about not seeing anyone in a few days, I vacated his room..."

"He's two months in arrears with the rent?" I don't know what I'm thinking if I have to buy a car without paying the rent for two months.

"Well," the middle-aged woman squinted at him: "Do you pay the rent for him?"

Qing Huan paused and asked, "How much?"

"Four thousand and eight for two months."

Of course, Qing Huan didn't bring that much cash, but the convenience of modern people is the advanced technology and information - he directly transferred the money to the landlord with his mobile phone.

"Do you know where Jiang Xiu works?" Qing Huan asked while waiting for the account to arrive.

"Who knows, that kid's life is irregular, I don't know what he does, sometimes he doesn't come back all night, sometimes he doesn't come back for a few days, he dresses better than a girl, and he doesn't know what he's doing behind his back ..." The middle-aged woman looked up at Qing Huan again, and curled her lips: "But judging by your appearance, you seem to come from a good family, and it's not that messy...I honestly advise you, don't be fooled by others, There is no benefit in mixing with these people..."

"Well, thank you." That's all Qing Huan could say.

He waited until the landlord received the payment information before leaving, and when he reached the stairs, the landlord stopped him——

"Hey, wait a minute, I remembered something."

Qing Huan turned around: "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged woman came over and said in a low voice, "That day, the last time I saw Jiang Xiu, I saw him get into a car. It was a local black Bentley with three 8s on the tail."

"okay, thank you."

Qing Huan left No. 42 and immediately called Lou Zhao.

It took Lou Zhao a while to answer the phone: "Mr. Xiao, I was in a meeting just now, so I didn't notice."

"It's okay, I disturbed you."

"Are you looking for me?"

"Oh, I just want to ask you, is your friend Lao Hao's license plate number three 8s?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Then where is he now?" Qing Huanjin asked further.

"Why, why are you interested in him?"

"It's not him. I just want to know where Jiang Xiu is. If Jiang Xiu is with him, I can only look for him."

Lou Zhao asked strangely: "Jiang Xiu? Lao Hao lives at home, why would he bring Jiang Xiu with him? He also has his most precious daughter at home. He is very clear about this, and he doesn't want her to be sad."

"Even if they didn't live together, I think Lao Hao knows Jiang Xiu's whereabouts."

Lou Zhao didn't say anything else: "Okay then, I'll ask Lao Hao for you."

"Ah."

What Qing Huan didn't expect was that Lou Zhao's call came back soon——

"How about it?"

"This thing is really weird."

"what?"

"I heard from the nanny of Lao Hao's family that Lao Hao actually let Jiang Xiu live in. Even though her daughter strongly objected, it didn't help, and she was almost about to make a family change."

"So, during this time, he really lived in their house?"

"Yes."

"Then, if I want to meet Jiang Xiu..."

"It's just right," Lou Zhao said, "Tomorrow is the birthday of Lao Hao Baobao's daughter, you can go to their house with me."

"is this OK?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," Lou Zhao said with a smile, "Otherwise, it would be quite boring for me to go alone."

This is what I said—that old Hao is a friend of Lou Zhao, and there are many people in their circle, how could he be bored?

"Okay, then it's settled."

"Ah."