"Senior Brother Fu Sheng, the water is almost ready. You go and take a bath. After that, take the plug and let the water go. I'll go downstairs."

Fu Sheng still has many questions to ask, but Wang Jingzhu walked very straightforwardly.

Looking at the unfamiliar furniture, Fu Sheng's forehead was full of question marks.

After taking a bath with the spiritual medicine, Fu Sheng cleaned himself up neatly, burned off the clothes he had worn before, changed into a clean set, sat on the sofa in the living room, dazed.

Wang Jingzhu never appeared again.

As a polite guest, he was embarrassed to touch him, but after staring at him for a long time, he still couldn't understand anything.

The latch on the door is also very strange. If you hadn't seen how Wang Jingzhu opened the door, Fu Sheng felt that he had scratched his head and wouldn't have thought that the door would open like this. It was not just pulling out the latch, but just pressing it down gently.

After leaving the room door, there was a long corridor outside. There was a thick metal door at the end of the corridor. Fu Sheng couldn't find the same handle as the wooden door in this door. He released his spiritual sense and went into the keyhole for a long time.

The more surprised you look.

What a complex mechanism!

Fu Sheng sank his spiritual consciousness into the mechanism and stood firmly at the door.

Those who know, understand that he is using his spiritual sense to study the door lock, and those who don’t know think he is zombie standing on the door.

After a while, Wang Jingzhu remembered that he didn't tell Fusheng the password on the top floor, and then turned it back. Enter the password, and heard the clicking sound of the door lock opening, he pushed the door hard. This door was heavy and could not be pushed without force.

Bang!

Fu Sheng was staggered.

"Senior Brother Fu Sheng, why are you standing here? Sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know you're at the door, and you're exerting a little bit more force."

Fu Sheng: You used a little more force, and you almost threw the door away. No, you almost knocked me away.

There are a bunch of female disciples in Wentian Sect, and I have never seen such a strong force in the Foundation Establishment Period in Fusheng. I don’t know if this junior sister Wang is talented or has practiced special skills.

"Senior Brother Fusheng, I have nothing to do. I'm here to tell you that this door is a password door, and the password is not convenient to tell you. If you want to go out, turn the switch and turn it on. If you want to come in outside, you can only

Go to the window or come to me to help you open the door.”

Fu Sheng:... (Are you not embarrassed to say something about heretics?)

Wang Jingzhu closed the door again and ran down happily.

Fu Sheng rubbed his nose and was no longer interested in studying this subject. People said it was inconvenient, and continuing to study was to find out the secrets and impolite.

"Go to the window? Ha! The first time I heard a host asks for a guest like this."

"Is it so extravagant to polish the crystals to make windows? Oh, I remembered that they can refine crystals in Xinghua Wang family." Fu Sheng sighed, closed the window, and meditated and practiced.

There is no spiritual energy in the environment.

This place is really weird. Fu Sheng didn't dare to walk around for a while, and silently took out a bunch of white crystals to practice.

Wang Jingzhu found a room downstairs, took out the bedding from the ring, and put it on the floor. Although she usually doesn't sleep in the cultivation world, just in case, Wang Jingzhu still stored daily necessities in the ring.

The next day, Wang Jingzhu changed into sportswear and took Fu Sheng in a black robe to the street.

Those "experts" who secretly spy on my family, the "ingenious people" you really want to meet are here!

Wang Jingzhu is now an internet celebrity. During the epidemic, she brought a medical mask and handed her a medical mask to Fu Sheng.

What can Fu Sheng defend against when he sees this cloth mask? The lowest-level monk can see clearly with a spy on his spiritual sense.

He still prefers the Batman mask given by Wang Jingzhu. This mask isolates the spiritual energy and is not easy to be seen by spiritual consciousness.

"No, you can't take this out. Today is not Halloween." Wang Jingzhu hurriedly took off the plastic Batman area from Fu Sheng's face and helped him bring a medical mask.

Fu Sheng thought this was some strange custom and was just like a good person, so he should wear a medical mask.

Both of them were dressed in ancient costumes. Fu Sheng also wore a black cloak. Along the way, the rate of return was 200%.

"The little brother is so handsome in ancient costume. He just wears a blue mask and is not very harmonious. If he wears a black cotton mask, he will definitely be an assassinator."

"What kind of anime character is he imitating? Itachi?"

"Itchy, it should be a kind of assassin in the fairy tale style. It's quite fairy."

"What a fairy, I look a little cunning, like a Demonic Sect."

“…”

Fu Sheng could not understand Xia Guo dialect, but it did not prevent him from understanding what they mean by peeking at the fluctuations of the spiritual consciousness of these people.

Many times, the information conveyed by the spiritual consciousness is more reliable than the language.

Especially these ordinary people who have not been trained will not hide their spiritual fluctuations at all. In front of practitioners like Fusheng, they are all "truth angels".

Fu Sheng felt very novel. In his world, ordinary people would never dare to discuss monks in person, nor would they dare to look up at monks. When they saw monks, they could only admire and fear.

Along the way, many women with arms and legs exposed glamorously at him, frequently showing off their love, and their eyes were filled with love.

The dress and words and deeds of these women almost made Fu Sheng mistakenly think that he had entered the garrison of a certain Demon Sect.

"Is it okay for them to wear so little clothes to go out?" Fu Sheng asked worriedly.

"Is it too young? Such a long dress is covered up. Oh, that's what it means!" Wang Jingzhu chuckled and pointed to a plastic model underwear for Fu Sheng to show it.

Fu Sheng saw it at first sight, turned his head immediately, and his face turned red.

"Hahaha..." Wang Jingzhu coughed twice after laughing, and told Fu Sheng very seriously, "As long as you wear more clothes than this model, you won't be considered exposed."

Fu Sheng began to believe that this place was a secret place of a certain Demon Sect.

But, these ordinary people live too comfortably, right?

There are many tall buildings, every house has bright windows and every household has crystals. No, Wang Jingzhu said this is a glass window, not a crystal.

The roads are paved smoothly and smoothly, cleanly, with green trees and flowers on the roadside; children play carefreely, while the elderly walk leisurely.

There is no worries about hunger here, and there seems to be no disaster for monsters.

Can such a beautiful place be called a demon?

Wang Jingzhu pulled Fu Sheng into a clothing store selling men's clothing.

The female clerks were particularly enthusiastic and rushed up to help Fu Sheng choose. They also compared the clothes on Fu Sheng. Fu Sheng was so panicked that he looked at Wang Jingzhu with help.

Wang Jingzhu took out the bank card, gambled it, and said, "Dear, you can choose whatever you want!" As he said that, he glanced at the clerks.

The female clerks: Tell! I thought I was a disguised rich man, but I didn’t expect that he was a young man who was kept.
Chapter completed!