The secret guard of Jiudao Villa really didn't blow it, and three days later, he found Xiang Zhao, who had left Jiudao Villa for more than a year, back.

After listening to the secret guard's whispered return, Xiong Chen just raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Escort Xiang Zhao to the West Chamber, and I will go to see him in person later." ”

Not long after the secret guard retreated, Xiong Zhao came to see Xiong Chen on crutches, and said that the injury on his hand had healed, and he led his family up the mountain this morning to concentrate on digging, the owner of the village, please rest assured that Xiong Chen was not embarrassed by him, but Wen Yan encouraged him and let him go.

In the west wing, the whole body trembled and stared at Zhao with a pair of frightened eyes looking at Xiong Chen, he had long forgotten this tall boy with a yellow face and thin skinny, two years ago the slaves of the villa disappeared overnight, he was a slave steward, his heart was naturally sincere and fearful, fortunately the owner of the village did not reprimand, just let him clean up the west chamber, all used to raise pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, cats and dogs, he held back a lot of doubts in his heart, buried his head in a year, there was no one for him to breathe three and drink four, the object of whipping at will, quite bored life, simply asked the owner to resign, received a large amount of money to go down the mountain to enjoy the blessings。

The day before yesterday, he was drinking and flirting with Xiaolin's sister in the conservatory of Yichun Courtyard, and when he was about to be ape, the door was vigorously pushed open.

Three men with fierce expressions walked in and stopped at a round table full of delicacies.

"Do you still recognize us, Steward Xiang?"

Xiang Zhao Zi*no*wrong* M. Ran recognized these three people, the first-class secret guards of Jiudao Villa.

"Three brothers, hehe, which gust of wind has blown you here? Come and sit down, let's have a drink. ”

The three of them sat down as they said, and after greeting each other, they drank each other three times.

"Xiang Steward, the owner of the village has something to ask you to go back, the matter is urgent, let's leave now!"

Xiang Zhao Weijue was stunned, and was about to ask what was going on, when he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he had fallen to the ground softly.

When he woke up, he was already in this damp and dark room, by memory, he recognized that this was one of the rooms where those slaves lived in the past, thinking of what the three secret guards said, his heart was shocked, Zhuang wants to see me, I naturally dare not refuse, but there is no need to use this means to kidnap me here?

He had spent ten hours in trepidation, and when he felt his eyelids heavy and drowsy, the wooden door creaked, and a bright light came through, and then a tall figure stood before him, blocking the sunlight.

"Butler Xiang, I haven't seen you for two years, and the fat on your body is getting more and more, it seems that life is quite moisturizing!"

The cold voice, the cold tone, and a pair of cold eyes made Zhao involuntarily shudder.

"Who are you, where is the owner? I want to see the owner!"

Xiong Chen smiled faintly, he stood seven feet away from Xiang Zhao, and did not approach him, this man like a fat pig, back then, holding a leather whip as thick as a child's arm, whipping his back and Xiao Lan's weak body again and again, he wanted to dissect this fat pig a few years ago.

It's just that at that time, it was not on his side, so he could only grit his teeth, endure the hot pain on his body, and let others fish and meat, but now

It's different.

Jiudao Villa has already changed the day, Xiong Chen, this inconspicuous little slave in the past, has turned around gorgeously and become the world-famous owner of Jiudao Villa, the previous owner Zhao Yuxiang has become Xiong Chen's slave, and such an earth-shattering event, I believe that Emperor Han should know, but there has been no movement at all in the past two years, it seems that in the heart of this generation of Emperor Han, Jiudao Villa has no status in his heart.

"You want to see me?"

"Who are you, what I want to see is Master Zhao!"

Xiong Chen smiled, pulled over a stool leaning against the wall with his backhand, and sat down with a golden knife: "Xiang Zhao, listen well, the owner of Jiudao Mountain Villa is me, Xiong Chen, not Zhao Yuxiang." ”

"Xiong Chen, Xiong Chen, who is Xiong Chen? This Jiudao Villa is surnamed Zhao, not Xiong, this is known to the world, who are you, and why did you kidnap me to the villa?"

Xiong Chen's expression was leisurely: "You can change it every day, why can't the owner of this villa be changed?"

Xiang Zhao looked at Xiong Chen in disbelief, naturally he didn't believe it in his heart, but given his momentum, he still leaned against the wall.

"I don't remember, the villain has left the Jiudao Villa a year ago, I don't know why the owner of the Xiong Village brought the villain here today?"

"Xiang Butler is really a noble person, that day you stood in the courtyard of the West Chamber, with a leather whip and stick, where is the majesty of shouting loudly? I have been in the mountain villa for six years, and I have witnessed one hundred and fifty-eight slaves being beaten to death by you, I wonder if Xiang Butler has any memory? Do you have nightmares when you sleep on weekdays?"

Xiang Zhao glared in horror, his whole body trembled, and he hissed and said: "I obeyed the Zhao Zhuang Master at that time, and it was my duty to take care of the slaves. ”

"It's a good sentence, but those who are slaves who are sacrificed to death don't think so, right? You have been a tiger for most of your life, do you still want to die well?"

Xiang Zhao kept kowtowing to the ground: "The owner of the bear village spares his life, and the owner of the bear village spares his life." ”

Xiong Chen shook his fingers in the air, shouted at Zhao and flipped back, a pair of fat ears had been cut off by force, and his face was drenched in blood.

"Xiang Zhao, let me ask you, eight years ago, there was a woman named Sister Hua'er who often sent slaves to Jiudao Villa, didn't she?"

Xiang Zhao stroked the sides of his head and face, and his whole body trembled for a while before he whispered: "Sister Hua'er? There is such a person, but in the past few years, she has not contacted me, and she has not sent slaves to the village again." Xiong Chen's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "How many years has Sister Hua'er not traded with Jiudao Villa?"

"It's been almost seven or eight years, and the owner of the village has allowed the villain to think about it. ”

Xiang Zhao lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping from the side of his cheek, endured the sharp pain on both sides of his cheek, thought for a while, and said: "It's been about eight years, and the heavy snow still sealed the mountain that year, and Sister Hua'er sent the last cart of slaves, and at that time she also said that she would send slaves over again after the beginning of spring, but since that time, the villain has never seen Sister Hua'er go up the mountain, nor has she ever sent slaves." ”

"Do you remember what the last slave Sister Hua'er gave was?"

This time, Xiang Zhao replied briskly: "The people who were sent up that time were seven men and two women, all of whom were very young and couldn't do big jobs. ”

The corners of Xiong Chen's mouth twitched slightly, that year he and Xiaolan were forcibly sent into Jiudao Villa by Sister Hua'er of Yuanzhou, and it was nine people, seven men and two women, who were trapped in the donkey cart together.

"The owner, the villain is telling the truth, I don't know where the villain offended the owner in the past, and asked the owner to have a large number of mistakes, sparing the villain's mistakes. ”

Xiong Chen smiled coldly, and said sarcastically: "Your age is really alive to a pig, I will give you a happy and understandable way to die, to the housekeeper, open your dog's eyes to see clearly, now the owner of Jiudao Villa, Xiong Chen, is the little slave Xiong Chen, who was served by you with a stick and leather whip, do you see clearly?"

Xiang Zhao opened his mouth in disbelief, screamed twice, and hurriedly touched the ground with his head, and said in a trembling voice: "The owner of the village spares his life, the owner of the village spares his life, it is a small mistake, but at that time, the small one was under Zhao Yuxiang's orders, and he was the culprit!"

Xiong Chen said sharply: "You are all the same, just a raccoon dog, to the housekeeper, today I will ask for the lives of the one hundred and fifty-eight slaves who died under your hands, when you go to the Netherworld to see them, then slowly make amends!"

As soon as the word "bar" fell, he let out a low cry to Zhao's throat, and his huge body slowly slid next to the wall, kicked his feet a few times, and then swallowed.

The tattered wooden door creaked, Xiong Chen, who was dressed in green clothes, had quietly left, and two expressionless secret guards walked into the house, lifted the dead Zhao up, and threw him into the kennel.

Xiong Chen stood in front of the bottomless cave in the back mountain, there was milky white mist gushing out of the cave, he was slightly surprised in his heart, after the age of fourteen, he began to go up the mountain to transport mud, although he could not walk into the cave, but when he saw it from a distance, the entrance of the cave was black, and the winding torch hanging on the cave wall was like a row of hideous monster eyes, which made him feel cold in his heart.

But today, when he stood at the entrance of the cave, he felt a strange air current, although it was very faint, but the feeling was very, very familiar to him.

What kind of treasure is hidden in this cave? Is it really a thing she left behind in the world, as the fairy said?

Xiong Chen walked into the cave, the cave was very quiet, Xiong Zhao's family had gone deep into the cave, Xiong Chen looked at it carefully, looking at the traces of excavation, this cave has been excavated for at least forty or fifty years, and thousands of slaves have been used to dig for decades, and the entire back mountain has been hollowed out by the Zhao family, if there is really a treasure, it should also appear, right?

Xiong Chen walked slowly for two hours before reaching the bottom of the cave, Xiang Zhao Zheng wiped the sweat on his forehead with a rag, and his fifth wife and fifteen children were all tired, holding an iron catalpa and bending over to shovel soil.

With a bang, Xiang Zhao's eldest lady threw the iron catalpa on the ground and sat down.

"Why are you doing? Why don't you dig it up?"

"Dig up your head, my mother is gone, didn't you say that day that you would write me a letter of resignation? Come, write to me now, I will leave this ghost place with the children, you old ghost dig it yourself!"

Xiong Zhao's face turned blue with anger, and he pointed at the eldest lady and shouted: "You slut, how do I treat you on weekdays? Now that I'm in trouble, do you want to leave me alone, and there is no door?"

The eldest lady did not show weakness, and pointed at Xiong Zhao and said: "What's wrong with me? I heard that your current name is Xiong Zhao, and my husband's name is Zhao Yuxiang, hehe! It seems that there is no need to write a letter of resignation, I will leave now!"