"Brother Fan, let's go in. This kind of private club pays more attention to the privacy of guests. Even if you wear a mask, no one will ask more questions."

Liu Qingqing's expression was extremely natural, and she did not see any tension or worry before going out.

Lu Fan nodded, but Liu Qingqing was a good seedling for martial arts. When he sent Jiang He and Mu Kang to buy the medicinal materials, he might be able to refine them separately for her, and perhaps he could break through to the half-step master in one fell swoop.

The two of them put on masks prepared in advance and walked towards the club gate.

At this time, some men and women walked out of the club's gate, and their faces were filled with great satisfaction, just as if they had enjoyed excellent service in the Night Rose Club.

but……

Lu Fan looked at their faces with the traditional Chinese medicine's word "Wang" method, and found that the people who came out had non-deformed lips, yellow eyes, and black ear lobes... This is a symbol of excessive indulgence in traditional Chinese medicine, especially the tears halls of two young people, which have had very serious reticular patterns. This is a manifestation of a great loss of kidney qi, which will affect pregnancy and make it very difficult to have children.

If this was just the excessive indulgence caused by their frequent visits to the "Night Rose Club", it was understandable, but if someone came not many times but also had the same symptoms, I am afraid that the secret of the "Night Rose Club" would be even more complicated than he had expected before.

"I didn't expect that most of the people who came here would be young people. As far as I know, the consumption level here is not something that ordinary people can afford. Many of them seem to be very rich..."

Liu Qingqing was a little surprised. You should know that with her identity, it is already unattainable for ordinary people to say that the consumption level of a place is not low. And this is true. Many of the guests who came out were dressed in ordinary clothes and used very cheap mobile phones. Many of them even looked like they were just students. If they were simply consuming, the Night Rose Club was really not something they could afford.

"Let's talk about it when you go in. Maybe the things here are not as simple as we imagined." Lu Fan said.

While talking, the two of them had already walked into the door.

As soon as I entered, I saw an evil god made of bronze enshrined on the desk at Yingmen.

The reason why Lu Fan judged that he was an evil god at a glance was that although the bronze statue was like a Buddha, his face was hideous and terrifying. He raised eight different weapons with his eight arms, which gave people the first feeling of being deterrent, not a clear mind.

Especially its lower body, from the area below its chest, is almost exactly the same as the broken corpse tattoos Lu Fan saw in the photos. It can be said that the tattoos on the corpse were stabbed one by one according to the mold of this bronze statue.

"Why does this bronze statue look a little familiar?" Liu Qingqing said in confusion, and she also saw the abnormality of the bronze statue.

"It's the same tattoos on the corpse." Lu Fan reminded.

Then he added: "It should be the evil god worshipped by the ghost king Songpa. Maybe it is Songpa's nest. If something happens, you hide behind me and don't take action casually."

"..." Liu Qingqing was shocked and didn't say anything.

In front, the two rows of welcome ladies in cheongsam dresses would bend down neatly after seeing the guests, and said in a charming voice. "Good evening, welcome."

When those male guests passed by, they would look at these girls in cheongsam with greedy eyes, and the possessiveness in their eyes was not concealed at all.

And these cheongsam beauties were allowed to do so. The men's eyes were taken advantage of by themselves and they didn't care at all.

There were even a few beauties who came forward to take their arms and walked inside with a smile on their faces.

However, in Lu Fan's opinion.

These young and beautiful cheongsam beauties do not look like living people.

"The teeth are black, the ear uterus is dry, and the pupils are still stable... These are all signs of people who are about to die in traditional Chinese medicine. Why do they all look so lively?"

Lu Fan was a little confused, but he didn't say it out loud, thinking that he had just read it wrong. After all, he hadn't touched a Chinese medicine doctor for many years. If Lu Fuqing was here, he would have seen it at a glance and would not make any mistakes.

"It's a little smelly." Liu Qingqing, who was standing beside him, suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Lu Fan turned his head in surprise.

"Didn't you smell it? There seems to be a strange smell here, which makes people feel very uncomfortable." Liu Qingqing frowned.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Fan's eyes first, and then his heart was shocked!
Chapter completed!