When he came to the security room of the Huayuan Community again, Mr. Feng stood at the door of the security room as usual, flashing the fan in his hand to drive away the heat.
"This old man is on duty here at night and still on duty during the day. Doesn't he need to sleep?"
Lin Mo touched his chin, somewhat confused about Elder Feng's situation. When he came at night, Elder Feng was here. When he came during the day, Elder Feng was still here. Lin Mo had a strong physique and had been strengthened by the earth's soul emulsion.
, it won’t do anything if you don’t sleep for a few days.
However, although Mr. Feng is quite strong, he has been guarding the garden community and has been working as a security guard for many years.
If it had always been like this, no one would be able to persevere.
Do not sleep?
Who doesn't need sleep these days?
Unless he's not a human being...or he has some kind of secret.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo discovered that he might have underestimated the old man before. There might be many secrets hidden in this old man, and this old man Feng was from the same era as Master Lin Mo, and was older than him.
The master will live a long time.
If such a person had no secrets, it would not be justified at all. It can only be said that everything that Mr. Feng showed before deceived Lin Mo.
"Uncle, long time no see. Are you in good shape?"
When he came closer, Lin Mo greeted Mr. Feng directly, his tone was very familiar, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time.
But in fact, Lin Mo came here last night and took away a box.
"Hey, it's you, kid. Why, you haven't been here for so long. Have you found a house? If not, I can recommend a few to you."
Seeing Lin Mo arriving, Mr. Feng was slightly startled, then he grinned and smiled at Lin Mo.
The two looked at each other, like two foxes, one old and one small, sizing each other up.
"I rented a place, but it's a bit far away from my work. It's not easy to find a suitable house. The location in the Garden Community is better. Aren't you going to come over and have a look?"
"Uncle, if you know which house here has a house for rent, help me contact it, and the benefits will be yours."
He casually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and placed it in front of Mr. Feng.
Although he didn't know why, since this old guy was still so secretive during the day, Lin Mo didn't expose him and cooperated with him to continue the play.
"Yes, of course there is. I remember what happened to your boy last time. I have been keeping an eye on it for you recently. I have left the landlord's phone number. Come on, go into the security room and I will look for it for you."
Mr. Feng gestured to Lin Mo and said,
Go into the security room first.
Lin Mo followed and walked in, quietly closing the door of the security room, leaving only a small gap, and walked to the side of Mr. Feng. At this time, Mr. Feng was pretending to rummage in a book, and it seemed that he was really
He was looking for the landlord's contact number for Lin Mo.
"Why did you come here at this time?"
Mr. Feng lowered his voice, his lips trembled slightly, and he did not look at Lin Mo when he spoke.
"Of course I have something to do with you. Please tell me what the pattern on the ancient book is about. My friend encountered something strange, and I want to know if it has something to do with the pattern on the ancient book."
He spoke briefly about the matter in a low voice and quickly, concealing Liao Yu's identity and name.
"how so?"
There was a trace of doubt on Mr. Feng's face, as if he didn't know about this at all.
"Wait a minute, young man. People are old and have bad memory. They should have written it down in this book, but why can't they be found?"
Before Lin Mo could say anything, Mr. Feng said something loudly, as if he was specifically speaking to someone.
"I can't figure it out. I haven't gone to my friend's house to check the situation. I'm passing by here and I want to ask you first."
Lin Mo's tone was calm, as if he was really just passing by, but Mr. Feng knew this guy well, and of course he knew that what he said about being on the way was just bullshit.
"It's okay, uncle, you can look for it slowly, I'm not in a hurry today."
In order to match the old man's performance, Lin Mo smiled exaggeratedly and said loudly.
"Uncle, if not, I'll leave you a phone number. If you have any news, just let me know directly. Do you think so?"
Seeing Mr. Feng frowning and thinking, and stopping the movements of his hands, Lin Mo knew that Liao Yu's encounter with a ghost either had nothing to do with the pattern in the ancient book, or that the secret of the pattern was not that of Mr. Feng.
Very clear.
"Okay, please leave your phone number. If anyone wants to rent a house, I will contact you immediately."
Mr. Feng knew that Lin Mo had noticed his situation at this time and knew that he could not stay here any longer, so he chose this method and asked him to contact Lin Mo later.
So he didn't refuse at all and handed the notebook and pen in front of Lin Mo's eyes.
"Brush brush brush"
Lin Mo wrote his phone number on the notebook and handed the pen back to Mr. Feng. His eyes flickered but he didn't say anything more.
"Uncle, I'll leave first. If you have any information about renting a house, remember to contact me!"
Grinning, Lin Mo showed a very sincere and silly look.
"Okay, young people can do whatever they need to do. I will contact you as soon as there is news."
Take that piece of paper from this
He tore it off and stuffed it into his pocket. Mr. Feng nodded in response. The old man and the young man exchanged foxy looks, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Seeing the written paper being put into his pocket by Mr. Feng, Lin Mo nodded, turned and left the security room without looking back. This was not the time to talk.
Although the people left, the power of those black shadows spread along the cracks in the ground at a faster speed and spread around. He really wanted to know what exactly Feng Lao was afraid of?
Mr. Feng was of the same generation as his master. Even if he was not very strong, he would not be that weak. Even Lin Mo was a little afraid of Mr. Feng.
In addition, behind Mr. Feng, there may be that mysterious family. In this case, who is it, or what kind of power, makes Mr. Feng so afraid?
The previous performance, coupled with Mr. Feng's behavior today, the feeling that someone has been monitoring him is very obvious. The two are cooperating. Although it has just begun, Lin Mo cannot let it go.
.
But when the dark shadow's sight completely enveloped the security room, Lin Mo's expression became extremely strange.
There are no monitors or ghosts at the entrance of this garden community. Even the monitor is only one at the door.
"What is he afraid of?"
"Mr. Feng must be being watched by someone or something. If there is someone, and it is nearby, or even inside the security room, shouldn't it be impossible to detect it based on the current range of black shadow?"
"Is it because my detection ability is not enough, or is it that this shadow power cannot detect that thing?"
With doubts in his heart, he turned his head and glanced at the door, his eyes flickered, and then he turned and left.
No matter what Elder Feng was afraid of at this time, Lin Mo didn't have time to deal with it. Although the old man was not Lin Mo's hand in the previous fights, he definitely had his own trump card, which even made Lin Mo afraid.
But even with such an old man, he is still so cautious. I am afraid that the secret hidden in this garden community is not that simple.
And everything Lin Mo had encountered here before, those weird residents, weird figures, and those strange people, was probably just the tip of the iceberg among the secrets hidden in the garden community.
Without further hesitation, Lin Mo walked quickly towards the parking place and returned to the car after a while.
"Have you finished your work? Do you know what happened?"
Liao Yu put the snack aside and asked curiously. That incident frightened Liao Yu, so now she wants to know more than anyone else whether the pattern is related to the experience in the early morning.
If it was really related, she didn't know whether she would paint those paintings next.