He Ao glanced at the girl's flower basket. Under the crowded roses, there was a smooth bottom.

This means that the girl handed him the only leaflet, and her main job is not to distribute leaflets.

He Ao briefly activated his super memory and glanced at the flower girl.

The souls are very weak, they are ordinary people, and they belong to the kind of ordinary people with relatively low inspiration. They should not be able to see the weirdness of this flyer.

He Ao squatted down, took the flyer, took out a skewer he just bought and handed it to the little girl. He asked softly in Ruodan, which was not very fluent, "Who asked you to give this flyer to me?"

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The skewers are already a little cold, but they can't cover up their attractive aroma.

The little girl looked at the kebabs and hesitated for a moment, swallowed her saliva, turned her head and pointed to the other side of the square, "The sister over there asked me to give it to you. She bought me Sanzhihua, and then asked me to give this flyer

for you."

The little girl spoke very quickly, but He Ao still roughly understood what she meant.

At this time, the little girl stopped talking, "Hey, where is that sister?"

Where she pointed was only a crowd of people walking, and there was no 'sister' standing there.

so,

He Ao followed the girl's gaze and looked at the moving crowd, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This was not a random leaflet, but an 'invitation' to him.

Things are getting interesting.

He Ao stretched out his hand, took the flyer, and then handed the skewers to the girl, "Thank you."

He has eaten several of these kebabs and they are not poisonous.

For many ordinary people in Ruodan, especially children, eating meat is not a common thing.

"Thank you brother!"

The girl took the skewers from He Ao's hand and quickly ran into the crowd.

He Ao stood up and stared at the flyer in his hand.

Every night at ten o'clock, that is to say, there is also tonight.

He Ao glanced at the time, it was six o'clock in the afternoon.

There are still four hours until the show starts.

So he had a meal nearby first. After eating and drinking, he walked slowly towards Oak Street.

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nine thirty

72 Oak Street

This is a courtyard located deep in Oak Street.

There was no signboard in front of the courtyard, only a young man wearing a neat formal suit with a smile and a pale face stood at the door to welcome guests.

This young man had an indescribable stiffness all over his body, like a long-dead corpse.

The courtyard door was closed, and there was no one in front of it.

There were no lights on the courtyard gate, and the dim street lights only illuminated the steps in front of the courtyard gate, hiding both the courtyard gate and the young people in front of it in the faint darkness.

"Sir, you look strange? Is this your first time here?"

When Heao walked over, the young man smiled and asked in Tiya language.

"This is the Shadow Club?"

He Ao glanced at the ordinary courtyard gate. There were no signs or instructions on the door.

"Please show me your ticket," the young man said meticulously, "Flyers are also acceptable."

He Ao took out the flyer he had received and handed it to the young man.

The young man took the flyer and turned slightly sideways. The closed courtyard door opened automatically with a creaking sound.

At this time, the young man made an invitation gesture and pointed into the courtyard.

"Welcome to the Shadow Club, please enjoy tonight's performance."

Behind the open door is an exquisite small courtyard with some tables, chairs and parasols scattered here and there. It looks like a bar or specialty restaurant.

Behind these tables and chairs, there is a small door covered by a curtain. Dim lights shine on the curtain, and there is faint and gentle music coming from behind the door.

He Ao walked into the courtyard. At the same time, he briefly turned on his super memory and glanced at the young man guarding the door of the courtyard.

What is attached to the young man is not the hazy soul of ordinary people, but a pure shadow.

This shadow clings tightly to the young man's body, manipulating his body like the lines of a puppet.

This young man is no longer alive.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, passed between the tables and chairs in the yard, and opened the door curtain.

Behind him, the open courtyard door slowly closed. The young man who made the invitation gesture retracted his hand and continued to face the door sideways.

When the courtyard door was completely closed, He Ao also crossed the curtain and entered behind the small door.

Behind this door is not a theater-like arrangement, but a larger hall, with scattered small tables placed in an orderly manner.

These small tables surround some seats or sofas, and these seats and sofas all face the same direction, which is the deepest part of the entire hall, a rectangular stage.

A faint and ambiguous dim light shines in the entire hall, and the melodious music echoes in the space.

This is more like a bar than a theater.

When He Ao walked into the small door, a waiter came over and led He Ao to his seat.

"Sir, is this your first time here?"

The waiter handed a menu to He Ao, "Would you like to order some snacks? If you are a new guest for the first time, we will give you a free cocktail."

He Ao opened the menu, glanced at the empty stage, and asked casually, "Didn't you say there was a performance?"

"The performance starts on time at ten o'clock in the evening. It won't be long. You can wait a moment."

The waiter said with a smile.

He Ao flipped through the menu in his hand, ordered a fried onion ring, chose a cocktail with a low alcohol content, and handed the menu back to the waiter.

Then his eyes swept around.

At this time, there were already many people sitting in the hall. Some of them were drinking alone, and some were chatting together, as if this was an ordinary bar.

After about four or five minutes, Ho's fried onion rings and cocktails were served.

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from outside the door.

Three figures pushed open the door curtain and walked in.

The auras of the three people are not weak, two young people, one middle-aged, all have standard Theia Empire faces.

It seemed that they were here for the first time. The eyes of the two young people were shining with curiosity, while the middle-aged man in the lead was a little confused and wary, and his eyes swept over the 'guests' sitting under the stage.

He Ao just glanced at them, and then lowered his head naturally without being noticed by them.

The waiter on the side greeted them, led the three of them to the seats near He Ao, and handed them the menus.

These three people should all be extraordinary, but they are not strong.

He Ao thought for a moment, picked up his cell phone, and sent a message to the gendarmerie captain, roughly describing the appearance of the three people.

[This should be the person from 'above', that middle-aged man is the person who handed over the dossier materials to me today.]

The gendarmerie captain responded quickly.

He Ao closed the phone,

Sure enough, this is the moonlight man.

So it was Moonlight’s people who found this place?

It shouldn't be like that. Judging from their puzzled expressions, they must have been attracted by the leaflets given out.

But the leading middle-aged man should have noticed something.

Things are getting interesting.

He Ao had to say that this Shadow Club was indeed very courageous.

This may be due to the fact that such a secret sect has never appeared in the main world and they have no experience, but they should not be stupid enough to expose themselves directly to the gaze of the moonlight.

Time passes minute by minute.

Shortly after the Moonlight Man arrived, a beam of light poured down from the ceiling, illuminating the stage.

A person who looked like a host walked onto the stage.

"Thank you all the guests and friends for taking the time to come to our Shadow Club. Tonight's performance is about to begin. There are several new friends tonight. Welcome to come here. Please believe me, this will be the best you have ever seen in your life.
To be continued...