I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

He Jiaoyang shuddered subconsciously. He thought for a moment and pressed the buttons on the upper floors of Lu Tan's building.

Anyway, nowadays people don’t even know who lives next to them, let alone the people living above them.

Just as He Jiaoyang was thinking about Lu Tiao's words at home and what he would do later, a sentence suddenly rang out in the elevator, which was so silent that only the small sound of advertisements could be heard.

"Newly moved in?"

Lu Tiao asked.

This person is too social, isn't he? In today's society where everyone is afraid of social problems, how can he still talk to strangers?

He Jiaoyang looked at Lu Jiaoyang through the reflection of the mirror. Lu Jiao's free hand was flipping through his phone. It seemed that his attention was not on him. He breathed a sigh of relief and answered.

"yes."

"The environment here is good. Are you renting two or three bedrooms?"

Lu Tiao asked casually. ? ? ? ?

He Jiaoyang was completely confused. What does it have to do with you if you live in two or three bedrooms? What about the census?

"single."

He Jiaoyang thought for a while and replied.

In Jiangcheng, many second landlords will convert their houses into two single rooms and rent them out separately. He Jiaoyang thinks that there must be something similar in this community. Anyway, it is impossible for Lu Jian to know all the house types. He knows the decoration of the houses upstairs. …

"Oh, the current landlord is so shady. He changed the apartment into a single room and rented it out as two apartments."

Lu Tan responded.

"yes."

He Jiaoyang nodded repeatedly.

"I'm here, walk slowly."

When Lu Tiao's floor arrived, he walked out of the elevator without forgetting to say goodbye.

He Jiaoyang forced out a smile.

He watched Lu Tiao take out the key and walk towards one of the houses. The elevator door slowly closed to isolate himself from Lu Tiao.

He Jiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a hand reached into the elevator door that was about to close, causing the elevator door to stagnate slightly.

He Jiaoyang's heartbeat also stagnated.

"I remembered, I want to go to the 19th floor too."

Lu Tiao smiled and walked into the elevator again.

Cold sweat broke out on He Jiaoyang's forehead.

What the hell is this guy doing!

Oh, he was just a prankster, so that's okay.

Wait, if Lu Tan followed him upstairs, wouldn't it be revealed that he had sneaked in?

He Jiaoyang thought for a moment, and either pretended that he didn't bring the key and called the landlord. During the waiting time, maybe he could take advantage of Lu Tiao's social skills to visit his house?

His brain has never been running so fast. Perhaps under heavy pressure, people's thinking will become more active.

The ride up the elevator has never been so excruciating.

He Jiaoyang looked at the advertisements selling clothes on the advertising screen in the elevator, and he always had the illusion that the expressions of the people inside became ferocious.

Ding dong

The elevator reached the nineteenth floor, and He Jiaoyang stepped out of the elevator.

He quickly glanced at the four households on this floor. They seemed to be quite clean. He wondered if anyone was there now.

Yes, peephole, you can look through the peephole to see if there is anyone!

Soon, He Jiaoyang discovered that the cat's eyes of one house were black, which meant that there was no one in this house!

Just pretend that you live here, so no matter how hard you knock on the door, there will be no response.

Even if the secret is really revealed by then, just pretend that you just moved into the wrong building!

As expected of me!

He Jiaoyang came to the door of that house and started his performance.

"Hey, I don't think I have the key?"

He tried his best to recall the performance skills he had learned in music classes in elementary school, junior high school, and high school so that he would not appear so raw.

He Jiaoyang knocked on the door, his heart pounding.

He was somewhat fortunate that there were still many people in the community outside and some noise could be heard. Otherwise, the sound of his heartbeat would have been particularly obvious at the entrance of the corridor.

"I'll call the landlord. Oh, what a shame."

He Jiaoyang faked a smile, then picked up his phone and moved slightly away from Lu Jian.

At this time, Lu Tiao took out the key.

He inserted the key into the lock of the door He Jiaoyang knocked on just now, and with a slight twist, the security door opened with a creak.

"???"

He Jiaoyang was still struggling with which lucky friend to call who could cooperate, when he saw this scene and was immediately speechless.

"How do you have the key?"

he asked subconsciously.

Could it be that Lu Tan was not only doing tricks, but also stealing things?

He Jiaoyang's pig brain has been overloaded.

"Because I'm the landlord."

Lu Tian opened the door and found a well-decorated two-bedroom apartment without any modifications.

"Have you been deceived? Some intermediaries team up with second landlords to deceive people."

Lu Tiao smiled and turned around to ask.

"Ah I don't know"

At this moment, He Jiaoyang had no idea what to think about.

Lu Tan is the landlord?

Did he buy the upstairs?

etc.

Could it be that the reason why there are no paparazzi in this community is that Lu Jian bought all the houses for rent around where he lives?

How could he be so rich?

Well, okay, he is indeed quite rich. The houses in these buildings together may only be the global box office of his movies in one or two days.

"Do you want barbecue?"

Like a master, Lu Jian put the barbecue on the table, turned on the light, opened the lunch box, picked up a bunch of grilled chicken skin and ate it.

Oh, he's the landlord, so that's okay.

He Jiaoyang stared blankly at Lu Tiao's actions, wondering whether he should run or stay.

He was standing in the corridor. Taking the elevator might be a bit slow now, but running up the stairs should be no problem.

Facing Lu Tan in the room, He Jiaoyang was at a loss.

Lu Tian patted the sofa next to him.

"Sit down."

He Jiaoyang walked into the room and sat next to Lu Tian. He thought that he might be possessed by something.

“The roasted lamb here is very good, fat enough, but not too meaty.”

Lu Kan handed him a bunch of fragrant roast mutton.

He Jiaoyang took the mutton skewers numbly and didn't know whether he should bite it or not.

"Which entertainment weekly are you from? Or are you a reporter from some small newspaper? These days, there are so few stupid reporters who come here without knowing anything."

Lu Tan inserted the straw into the milk tea, took a sip, and asked.

"Uh, I, I'm an exorcist."

He Jiaoyang told the truth.

He has given up on treatment. Just let him love him as much as he likes, and that's it.

Lu Tan was like this anyway. His life and death were in the hands of the other party, unable to fly without wings.

He Jiaoyang even started to eat mutton skewers, which was a meal for him.

"The Exorcist?"

When Lu Tan heard this, he looked He Jiaoyang up and down.

I don't know if it was He Jiaoyang's illusion, but Lu Jian's eyes were emitting a little fluorescence just now. He thought it was just the reflection of city lights.

"Why did you find me? I shouldn't have any demons to exorcise, right?"

Lu Tan smiled and took another sip of milk tea. He picked up a skewer of roasted gluten and bit off a piece. The look on it made He Jiaoyang feel hungry.

"Actually there are quite a few."

He Jiaoyang looked at the coffee table next to Lu Tian. There seemed to be a dark shadow there, like a cat squatting next to the barbecue, looking like it wanted to steal some food.

On Lu Tiao's shoulder, there was still a mass of black mist wrapped around him, which gradually formed the appearance of a bloody mouth that was about to swallow up He Jiaoyang in the next moment.

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Even more terrifying was Lu Tiao himself.

In He Jiaoyang's yin and yang eyes, he was like a dark whirlpool, filled with all kinds of indescribable tentacles, mucus, eyeballs and flesh. Just one look at it made He Jiaoyang's whole body tremble, his legs weak, and his brain It was as uncomfortable as being thrust into a red-hot iron rod and stirred wildly.

He felt his sanity burning.