I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

"correct."

"The environment here is nice. Are you renting a two-bedroom or a three-bedroom apartment?"

Lu Ban asked casually.

? ? ? ?

He Jiaoyang was completely baffled. What did it matter to you whether he lived in a two-bedroom or three-bedroom apartment? Was he conducting a census?

"Single room."

He Jiaoyang thought for a moment and then answered.

In Jiangcheng, many subletters convert houses into two single rooms and rent them out separately. He Jiaoyang thought there must be similar ones in this community. Anyway, Lu Ban couldn't possibly know every apartment type and the decoration of the upstairs apartments clearly.

"Oh, landlords these days are really greedy. They convert a single room into two apartments for rent."

Lu Ban responded with a reply.

"Yes."

He Jiaoyang nodded repeatedly.

"I've arrived. Take care."

Lu Ban arrived at his floor, stepped out of the elevator, and didn't forget to say goodbye.

He Jiaoyang forced a smile.

He watched as Lu Ban took out his keys and walked towards one of the apartments. The elevator doors slowly closed, about to separate him from Lu Ban.

He Jiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

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

He Jiaoyang's heart skipped a beat.

“I remember now, I also need to go to the nineteenth floor.”

Lu Ban smiled and stepped into the elevator.

He Jiaoyang's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

What's wrong with this guy?!

Oh, he was just messing around anyway, so it's alright then.

Wait a minute, if Lu Ban comes upstairs with me, wouldn't that expose that I sneaked in?

He Jiaoyang thought for a moment, then decided to either pretend he didn't have his keys and was about to call the landlord, and while he waited, he might be able to take advantage of Lu Ban's social connections to go to his house.

His mind had never worked so quickly; perhaps people's thinking becomes more agile under heavy pressure.

The process of taking the elevator upstairs has never been so agonizing.

Looking at the clothing advertisement on the elevator screen, He Jiaoyang had the unsettling feeling that the people in the advertisement had become ferocious.

Ding-dong-

The elevator arrived at the nineteenth floor, and He Jiaoyang stepped out.

He quickly glanced at the four apartments on this floor; they all looked quite clean, but he wondered if anyone was home.

...Yes, a peephole. You can use the peephole to see if anyone is there!

Soon, He Jiaoyang noticed that one of the peepholes was black, which meant that no one was home in that house!

I'll just pretend I live here, so no matter how much I knock, there won't be any response.

Even if it's exposed later, just pretend you moved into the wrong building!

That's so true to me!

He Jiaoyang arrived at the door of that house and began his performance.

"...Wait, I don't think I brought my keys?"

He tried his best to recall the performance techniques he had learned in music classes in elementary, middle, and high school so that he wouldn't seem so awkward.

He Jiaoyang knocked on the door, his heart pounding.

He was somewhat relieved that there were still quite a few people in the neighborhood outside, and some noise could be heard; otherwise, his heartbeat would have been much more noticeable in the stairwell.

"I'll call the landlord. Ugh, what bad luck."

He Jiaoyang gave a fake smile, then picked up his phone and moved slightly away from Lu Ban.

At this moment, Lu Ban took out the key.

He inserted the key into the lock of the door He Jiaoyang had just knocked on, and with a gentle twist, the security door creaked open.

"???"

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

"How...how do you have the key?"

He asked instinctively.

Could it be that Lu Ban not only caused trouble, but also stole things?

He Jiaoyang's pig brain is already overloaded.

"Because I'm the landlord."

Lu Ban opened the door, revealing a nicely decorated two-bedroom apartment with no renovations.

"Have you been scammed? Some real estate agents collude with sub-landlords to cheat people."

Lu Ban smiled and turned around to ask.

"Ah...I don't know..."

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

Is Lu Ban the landlord?

He bought the entire upper floor?

and many more.

The reason there are no paparazzi in this neighborhood is that Lu Ban bought up all the rental properties around his place.

How could he be so rich?

Well, okay, he is indeed quite wealthy. The combined value of these buildings is probably only equivalent to the global box office of his movies in just one or two days.

Do you eat barbecue?

Lu Ban, just like the host, placed the barbecue on the table, turned on the light, opened the lunchbox, picked up a skewer of grilled chicken skin, and started eating.

Oh, he's the landlord, so it's alright.

He Jiaoyang stared blankly at Lu Ban's actions, unsure 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.

Faced with Lu Ban in the room, He Jiaoyang was at a loss.

Lu Ban patted the sofa next to him.

"Please sit down."

As if possessed by something, He Jiaoyang walked into the house and sat down next to Lu Ban.

"The roasted lamb here is very good; it's fatty enough but not gamey."

Lu Ban handed him a skewer of fragrant roasted mutton.

He Jiaoyang blankly took the lamb skewer, unsure whether he should take a bite.

"Which entertainment weekly are you from? Or some small newspaper reporter? These days, it's rare to find a clueless reporter who comes here without knowing anything."

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

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

He Jiaoyang spoke the truth.

He's given up on treatment; let things be as they may, he's just giving up.

Since Lu Ban is already in this state, his life and death are still in the other party's hands, and he has no way to escape.

He Jiaoyang even started eating lamb skewers, as a last meal before his execution.

"An exorcist?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ban looked He Jiaoyang up and down.

He Jiaoyang wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Lu Ban's eyes seemed to be glowing slightly. He thought it was just the reflection of the city lights.

"Why did you come to me? I don't have any demons I can exorcise, do I?"

Lu Ban smiled, took another sip of milk tea, picked up a skewer of grilled gluten, and took a bite. The sight of him made He Jiaoyang hungry.

"...Actually, there are quite a lot."

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

On Lu Ban's shoulder, a wisp of black mist swirled, gradually outlining the shape of a gaping maw, ready to devour He Jiaoyang at any moment.

What's even more terrifying is Lu Ban himself.

In He Jiaoyang's Yin-Yang eyes, he was like a pitch-black vortex filled with all sorts of indescribable tentacles, mucus, eyeballs, and flesh. Just one glance was enough to make He Jiaoyang tremble all over, his legs go weak, and his brain feel as if it were being wildly stirred by a red-hot iron rod.

He felt his sanity burning up.

Chapter 530 Those Who Are Always Ignorant Are Always Happy

"In this world, it's better to be happier not to know some things."

Seeing this, Lu Ban suddenly raised his hand, conjuring a silver fountain pen [Last Words], and wrote a few words on He Jiaoyang's forehead.

[Invisible]

He Jiaoyang suddenly felt as if the world around him had turned dark. The cat on the coffee table, the gaping maw on Lu Ban's shoulder, and the abyss-like Lu Ban all disappeared.