Zamao Xiaodao and I waited outside the iron gate of this clubhouse for a long time. We saw that the gate was locked, and except for the necessary street lights, the entire villa was almost plunged into a dark and dead silence. Ordinary people passing by could only

You would think that this place is simply an unfinished building. Who knew that the Almighty Spiritual Association would hold a meeting here?

Ten minutes later, I honked the horn, three long and one short, and after waiting for almost two minutes, the side door of the club opened, and a local man walked out and shouted a few words to us in a local accent.

This was a strange thing to say. Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other in confusion and didn't understand. The dark and short old man saw our blank expressions of complete ignorance, muttered in his mouth, cursed with disdain, and then turned around.

Getting ready to close the door.

There was no way Zamao Xiaolu would let him leave, so he quickly got out of the car and caught him. He quietly stuffed a few red old man's heads in his face, said all kinds of good things, and then explained our purpose of coming and the person who introduced us, the old man.

He looked at us suspiciously and told Zamao Xiaodao to wait at the door in extremely blunt Mandarin while he went back to verify the information.

Zamao Xiaodao nodded and bowed, without any expert demeanor at all, and the old man closed the side door. After five minutes, he opened a small window on the door and shouted outside: "You are Mao Lao Er from Hongshan, Boss Mao."

What?"

The self-proclaimed Mao Laoer laughed and said, "Brother, the enemy is me. The company is too busy today, so I hurry up and hurry up, but I'm still late. Please be accommodating, hehe."

The thick iron door of the club finally opened slowly. I drove the car to the door. The old man shouted to us: "Turn left, follow the road for a hundred meters, park the car, there is a parking lot next to it."

Little brother, you ask him for directions. When it comes to Ziyun Pavilion of the Soul, Miss Maomao is waiting for you there..."

Zamao Xiaodao got into the car and waved to him as a thank you, while I drove along the road towards the inside. I found that the dense gardens on both sides cleverly concealed the mixed period buildings. Those buildings were all belonging to

In a European style, there is actually light coming through the windows, but it is covered by thick curtains, showing the absolute privacy of this place.

Zamao Xiaodao turned his head and said casually: "The old man is a master."

I nodded and said yes. He had a reserved look and thick joints in his palms. He was obviously a strong practitioner.

Keep driving along the road, there is a parking lot in front, and you can see that there are many luxury cars inside. In addition to the ordinary BMW Lambo, there are more foreign cars that you don’t recognize. The exaggerated shape and streamlined body show its value.

It was expensive, and the black Mercedes-Benz we rented seemed a bit petty in front of the parking lot full of luxury cars.

There was a staff member in a black suit at the door. I stopped at the door, threw the key to the parking boy to park the car, and then informed the black suit of our purpose.

This black suit was dressed quite professionally. He put his hand on the headset in his left ear and asked in a low voice. Then he bowed to us and said hello. He took us to the side and asked us whether we should choose a golf cart or a two-wheel self-service.

The scooter set off. I looked at the dozen odd-looking two-wheeled self-service scooters next to me, shook my head, and got on the white golf electric scooter. At this time, the parking boy returned the car key to me, and then the car moved towards

Walk deep into the clubhouse.

I looked back at the sky and saw a fat black shadow soaring, and felt a little at ease - Zamao Xiaodao and I came here this time. In order to avoid exposing our identities, in addition to vaguely changing our faces, the relevant methods

We put all the equipment in the trunk of the car. In order to avoid being stolen, we even hired a tiger cat to help us look after it from the air.

The golf electric car drove for more than a minute and stopped in front of a three-story exhibition-style building covering a large area. The Baroque-style exterior walls and architectural decorations made the place full of Renaissance flavor, making this place

It instantly became extremely high-end. The black suit parked on the platform in front of the building, then jumped out of the car and guided us to enter through the side door.

As soon as we entered the door, ten young women wearing blue and white porcelain short cheongsam were divided into two rows and bowed to us to say hello.

Those women's cheongsams were very short, with slits extending all the way to their waists. Their long, fleshy legs were like the legs of a compass, and their bulging chests made people feel like they were looking at the Korean thigh-era MTV.

Visual sense. With these ten pairs of beautiful white legs dangling in front of our eyes, we have neglected the ridiculously luxurious interior and furnishings here.

This scene made my blood boil. At this moment, from the ivory-like luxurious and white stairs next to me, a charming beauty wearing white loose yoga clothes came down. She was the young model Maomao that Zamao Xiaodao had contacted before.

He hurriedly came down and shouted with a look of embarrassment: "Hey, Brother Mao, you are really slow. We are about to start. You are so late. If you were later, I wouldn't know how to follow you."

Sister Dai Fei confessed."

She turned her eyes, saw me next to her, stretched out her slender jade-like fingers and tapped me, saying, oh, Brother Lu, you are here too, distinguished guest, welcome...

Zamao Xiaodao looked like a pig brother. He took Maomao's hand and said, Maomao, Brother Mao, the company has something to deal with temporarily. He hurried over and ran over. What's the matter? He looked at these little guys at the door.

The girl is nice. Can you introduce her to us?

Maomao led us up. After hearing this, he turned around and gave him a charming look, saying, Brother Mao, you are really impatient. These girls have just signed a contract with the company and have not been trained well. They have no taste.

None. Besides, this is a high-society, serious gathering. The attendees are either famous young people from Beijing, socialites from Hong Kong and Taiwan, as well as rich people, celebrities and dignitaries from the first-tier cities in the Pearl River Delta and Nanpeng. You have to bring

Take care of your image, don't make any jokes, and end up implicating me.

While talking, she took us to a dressing room on the second floor, pointed to the old man's head with a pipe in his mouth, and said that you two should go in and change clothes first. After that, there is a box on the left hand side of the door of the dressing room. There are masks there.

Don't forget to put it on.

Zamao Xiaodao picked up Maomao's smooth chin with his hand and said with a smile: "Maomao, do you want to change clothes with Brother Mao?"

This charming young model pushed us into the room and said hurry up, and the activities started.

We entered the dressing room and saw a long and narrow passage here, all made up of reflective mirrors, like a maze. Pushing open the huge mirror, there were private dressing rooms one by one. You can imagine that those well-dressed people

How do people walk in and walk out indistinguishable?

We each picked a room. After entering, we put on loose white yoga clothes, put on masks covered with bright stones, broken crystals and colorful feathers, walked out in comfortable cotton slippers, and looked in the mirror.

The mask covers most of the space above the nose and can indeed conceal one's identity.

When we left the dressing room, there was a polite waiter waiting at the door. He told us that Sister Maomao was busy with something and asked him to take us to the Soul Rest Hall.

Skilled people are bold, so we didn’t have any worries. We followed the waiter through the long corridor, opened one door after another, like a magnificent maze, and finally led to a hall, where we opened the heavy door.

Behind the white alpaca curtain, a burst of warm spring air blows into your face, and the fragrance is overflowing inside. It is a wonderful smell mixed with sandalwood and floral fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and removes all precautions.

I looked carefully at this place. It was a practice room as large as a basketball court. The soles of the feet were thick solid wood floors, and the four walls and ceiling were made of transparent crystal mirrors. In the middle, there was an old Indian monk with a withered appearance who was preaching.

Around him, there were more than 150 to 60 students wearing white yoga practice uniforms sitting cross-legged.

I took a casual glance and saw that the ratio of men to women was almost one to two. The men were generally older, and although there were about a dozen women with loose neck muscles, most of them were like Maomao, Su Ning, and Ka.

Luo is a young woman in her early twenties.

The waiter walked us to the door and then turned around and left. Zamao Xiaodao and I quietly found a high-grade cashmere blanket behind the crowd, sat down cross-legged, and looked towards the venue. Only then did we realize that

The old Indian monk spoke in Hindi. Next to him, it was the beautiful woman who had contacted Luo Jinlong a few days ago who was translating.

All the people in the scene, except for the old Indian monk, were this beautiful woman without a mask. Don't look at her getting along with Luo Jinlong in the nightclub that day. She was wearing a

Wearing well-tailored yoga clothes, she looked dignified and holy, and kept repeating the spiritual theory taught by an old Indian monk——

"Restraint, respect for walking, sitting, regulating the breath, restraining the senses, awakening, meditating, and samadhi... Everyone sits in the lotus position to free themselves from troubles, anxiety and sorrow, and release their natural instincts.

Return to yourself, your true self, your true self, focus your attention on the person of the opposite sex next to you, and let your spirit be completely immersed in infinite and profound silence - meditate, feel the movement of the entity through your thoughts, and control the circulation of Qi in the body.

Produce the supernatural power in your thoughts..."

This beautiful woman closed her eyes and spoke in a low and charming voice, just like flowers blooming. The music was sometimes like a drum and sometimes like a bell. Together with the fragrance of the air and the beautiful environment, it made people feel

His heart was filled with excitement, and he couldn't help but pour all his attention into the artistic conception in her voice.

It's a very low-level hypnosis, but the undeniable fact is that I saw that most people's spiritual wills were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves. In addition, there were a small number of people who were not hypnotized and were quietly using the corners of their eyes.

Looking around from the corner of my eye, I guess it must be a key member of the organizer.

I also pretended to be a spiritual conferrer, but I was constantly looking around with the corner of my eye, trying to see if this kid Luo Jinlong was in this hall. However, before I could take a closer look, I heard someone in the room.
Chapter completed!