Ke Cheng.

Tang Jiusi just told Gao Ge that there was a trace of ghost sect in Ke Cheng, but the other party didn't say much about what happened, which still needs Gao Ge to explore.

After staying in the hotel all night, he was ready to start the next morning to see what was going on.

When he was getting dressed, he heard the doorbell ringing. He went forward and opened the door. He found that a waiter was pushing a car.

"Hello!" The waiter smiled at the singing.

Sing a look, some frown: "I didn't make an appointment for breakfast."

"It's 110. Yes, it's an appointment made by a gentleman surnamed song."

Singing, crying and laughing.

It seems that he is the man named Song Yuan he saw yesterday.

Although he is more annoyed with yingmen now, the other party's service is really considerate. At least it is much better than the Song Yang he met before. He is not so careless.

To be fair, Gao Ge has a good impression on this man named Song Yuan. At least this boy will come!

Compared with the absent-minded Song Yang, it's better than a little bit.

However, it is impossible for Gaoge to join the shadow gate now, so Gaoge is really embarrassed to take advantage of the other party's cheap.

"Well, call that song and ask him to come to my room."

The waiter looked at the singing with a misty look in his eyes.

The other party is willing to order breakfast for singing. They must know each other. If so, why make this call yourself? However, the waiters of five-star hotels still have some qualities. He didn't ask too much, just nodded and began to call after leaving.

Soon, Song Yuan ran over.

When he knocked on the door and saw the singing, the smile on Song Yuan's face looked very warm.

"Mr. Gao, are you looking for me?" As he spoke, he stretched his neck, looked into the room and asked, "are you satisfied with your breakfast?"

Sing and look at him, squint and smile, "did you eat?"

Song Yuan thought about it and thought that singing was an invitation! Can we have breakfast together now? So he hurriedly said, "not yet!"

"That's just right. Eat quickly. I have something to do. Don't order breakfast for me in the future."

Song Yuan: "

He really wanted to slap himself now. He knew what he wanted to express by singing first.

"Also, I can't join the shadow gate. You should be very clear about this, and I won't repeat it."

"I know..." Song Yuan nodded quickly. He had given up his previous idea before.

After listening to Song Yuan's words, Gao Ge was a little curious.

He looked at Song Yuan with a puzzled look. Although he didn't say it, one look had made his meaning very clear. It was nothing more than: since you know, what are you doing?

Song Yuan coughed and hurriedly continued, "although you can't join the shadow gate, it's very necessary for us to maintain a friendly relationship!"

Gao Ge smiled: "you have more brains than that song yang."

Song Yuan said with a bitter smile, "Mr. Gao, this doesn't sound like boasting..."

Then, he turned and said, "Mr. Gao, if I'm not in a hurry, can I go in and say a few words?"

After thinking for a while, he stepped aside and let Song Yuan in.

After entering the house, Song Yuan looked around, saw the cigarette boxes and lighters placed on the table, and nodded gently, which is worth noting down. Only by understanding the small details of singing life better can he please others, and please others without being annoying. It sounds very simple, but it really works, Will find that this is completely a technical job.

Although Song Yuan seldom does such things, many people around him please him!

It's nothing more than painting gourds and ladles.

Sing and smoke, that's a very good message!

"Come on, what can I do for you?" Asked the singer.

Since the other party has given up the idea of wooing himself to the shadow gate, it's not a big deal to say a few more words with the other party with the good impression of Song Yuan, and singing is not too busy now. Anyway, this is not something that can be solved overnight, let alone race against time. It's no problem to slow down the rhythm.

Song Yuan recovered, coughed, turned his face, looked at the song, smiled and said, "Mr. Gao, you came to Kecheng this time because of the supernatural event in Kecheng?"

Sang and nodded.

Song Yuan wants to investigate Gao Ge's whereabouts. It's not a big deal to notice these.

He was just curious. Song Yuan suddenly mentioned these at this time. What did he mean.

"I brought some information. Otherwise, Mr. Gao, I said while you were eating?" Song Yuan asked tentatively.

Sang loudly, smiled, nodded and agreed, and sat down.

Seeing that Gao Ge was really ready for breakfast, Song Yuan was relieved and ecstatic. He knew that this first step was his own successful step.

Breakfast is quite rich. There are crab dumplings, soybean milk, a bowl of shrimp wonton and a pastry.

"Before you speak, can I ask you a question?" Asked the singer.

"Of course!"

"What is your relationship with that Song Yang?"

Song Yuan looked serious and said, "he and I are both from the shadow gate. Well... He is my brother."

"Brother?"

"Yes, but not a mother." When Song Yuan talked about these, he didn't feel bitter and bitter hatred, but he was light.

"That's no wonder. I was thinking that a mother can't make such a big difference." Singing and whispering.

Song Yuan smiled again: "Mr. Gao, I can think that this is praising me?"

Singing and shrugging your shoulders, you look like you want to think so.

Song Yuan was not in a hurry.

It's a very long process to get the recognition of Gaoge. No one can deny that Gaoge is a very excellent person. Therefore, it's not easy to need an excellent person to recognize yourself. You also need to continue your efforts and slowly figure it out.

When singing and eating small wonton, Standing there, song Yuancai began to say, "first of all, I need to apologize to you. I investigated your whereabouts without your permission. Secondly, I know that you came to Kecheng this time because you found the track of ghost sect action. From the data in my hand, your guess is right. This time, there are indeed ghost sect disciples involved."

Sing and listen quietly.

Although he has never been to the shadow gate, as an immortal, he knows more or less about the shadow gate. The other party's intelligence network is even better than that of Longge, so there is no doubt that the accuracy of the information on the other party's hand must be more reliable than the information he has.