Ji An was put into the elegant hall, and the fat tiger didn't need to be bolted, and obediently followed the king and jumped over the threshold.

The two black suits ignored Ji An's "kidnapping" accusation and withdrew without saying a word.

There were only Ji An and Fat Tiger left in the hall, and no one came to greet them, the little fat man sniffed around, and Ji An also looked around.

Eyes on the blue and white porcelain potted plants, two rows of Taishi chairs, the calligraphy and paintings directly above the middle hall swept one by one, Ji An has not studied the layout of the Ming and Qing Dynasty mansions, but asked himself if he is a landlord and old wealth, his home should also be decorated like this, and then build a big backyard, which raises eighteen rooms of ladies and concubines, every time I see him, I have to be slightly blessed, Yingying Yanyan shouted "Good master", this is the style pattern that the landlord and old wealth should have.

"Hey......" Ji An sighed, hating himself for being born at the wrong time, the "landlord's old wealth dream" can only be a dream after all, if he wants to do it now, there is a chance that he will be caught.

Then, Ji An's eyes were drawn to a sword on the shelf by the wall. The scabbard is made of ebony wood and inlaid with finely carved gold decorations, but it is not fancy, but has a calm and atmospheric feeling, and it should be a clear sword from the shape of the sword.

Ji Ancai didn't care whether the owner of the villa agreed or not, he picked up the sword and unsheathed it.

The folded lines of the sword body are fine and neat, and the word "eight suits" is engraved on the sword jaw, which means that the eight directions come to serve, which is in response to the calm and atmospheric feeling that this sword gives him, it is a sword of the Son of Heaven, and what Ji An doesn't know is that there is indeed an identical one in the study.

Ji An waved his hand casually, quite smoothly, the clear sword was thin and tough, compared to his 7-pound Zhan Lu, this eight clothes were much lighter. Ji An looked at the sword body that was still shaking slightly, rubbed his chin and pondered: "It should be pretty good to use it to open the mountain, Zhan Lu is suitable for fighting, if you open the mountain, it will be a little heavier, why don't you wait for the next knock back together?"

Ji An was happy when he saw Jian Xinxi, and after playing there, after the fat tiger searched a circle of territory, he naturally came to the corner of the wall and cocked his legs.

Ji An saw it, but he felt that there was nothing wrong, Fat Tiger was willing to mark the territory here, it was the honor of the owner of this mountain villa, and he should be happy.

The little fat man finished marking and ran to Ji An's side. Ji An put the sword back in his sheath and held it in his hand, seeing that he meant that he didn't want to return it......

"Little brother~"

Hearing the voice, Ji An turned his head and his eyes lit up.

The woman is pretty, filial piety, and the plain cheongsam is "painted" with pink petals, and it is not generally tight, and the chest and waist curve are approached with the tea brought by the visitor, which is a bit of a taste of people who want to be quiet and meaty.

Ji An definitely didn't know the person who came, so he didn't bother to look at his face, after sweeping the enchanting curve, his eyes focused on the high slit of the cheongsam, which should have been dignified and generous, he just saw the sense of déjà vu of Dong L's fever.

"Little brother, sit, drink tea~"

Ji An didn't know the maid, no, he didn't know the waiter, but the waiter seemed to be very familiar with him, and he called a little brother.

Ji An sat down on the Taishi chair, put the sword on the coffee table, and saw the waiter squatting down and picking up the fat tiger.

Ji An's eyebrows jumped, and he said in his heart: "She must have done it on purpose!"

The cheongsam is already tight, the slits are high, this squat, the mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

But the waitress shouldn't have been, she shouldn't have looked up. The Cheap Monkey King had already willingly fallen for the witchcraft, and the monkey's eyes were looking up and down until the waiter raised his head......

Seeing the "mask", the Cheap Monkey King, who had been hit by the witchcraft, instantly sobered up and shuddered: "Monster!"

The waiter didn't know what the situation was, so he stood up and wanted to ask what was wrong, but Ji An picked up the scabbard on the table and pushed it away against her stomach: "Stand farther away." ”

The waiter was stunned and was poked backwards by the scabbard, embarrassed for a moment, she still had the task assigned by the boss, readjusted her expression, grinned cherry red lips, spoke Wu language, and said charmingly: "Little brother, I am also from Wucheng, and I graduated from the same high school and third high school as you, two years older than you, maybe we have met before." ”

But the "sharp-eyed" monkey king can't bear this monster anymore, because of the psychological shadow left by that video, he is now most annoyed by wearing a mask to deceive his aunt, and he said angrily: "This is impossible, when I did morning exercises in the first year of high school, I had already watched all the senior sisters who could watch in the third year of high school, and I haven't seen you."

Go out and call your boss over, I have to talk to him about the kidnapping compensation.

Not going yet?"

Fat Tiger under the Right Protector of the Monkey Throne: "grrrrrr......"

After a while, the little demon fat tiger ran back with a snort, squatted in front of Ji An and asked for credit: "King, the monster was bitten away by me~"

The poor waiter was chased and bitten by the dog, and in a hurry he tripped over the threshold, and the stockings on his knees were broken......

Ji An picked up the celadon teacup, which was so thin that it was almost translucent, and smelled it, it was Biluochun in Dongting Mountain, Taihu Lake, where he had gone to hunt wild boars.

He tasted it, but he couldn't tell the difference between it and Longjing.

The smell of the liquid is mixed in the tea, how can Ji An not see it?

It's just that after waiting for a long time and no one came, Ji An was very curious about where the other party came from, and after thinking about it, he walked to the two bonsai, closed his eyes and raised his hand towards Wenzhu.

After a while, the dream bubble of "poof" burst, and Ji An opened his eyes: "I'm going, it's really hot ......."

Just now this bamboo showed him a real picture of the infantry, the "war" should have happened a few days ago, the woman in the picture looks 35 or 6, already a little sagging, but the face is well maintained. As for the attacker, at first Ji An thought that two women were doing something, but after seeing it clearly, he found that the attacker was very young, not a few years older than him, but his hair was very long and his face was ...... Probably prettier than most women he'd ever seen.

Ji An hurriedly moved the teacup and eight clothes on the coffee table to the opposite side, because the place of the incident was on the Taishi chair where he had just sit.

It's not that Ji An has a habit of cleanliness, but what man is willing to sit in the office of other gentlemen?

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Ji An pushed open the wooden window with delicate patterns carved on the other side of the hall, and a large lotus pond in front of him was gorgeous in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Unlike lotus flowers, water lilies have flowers and leaves that "lie down" on the water, while lotus flowers are raised above the water. At the window, Ji An saw that under the lotus pond was a verdant mountain forest, and suddenly felt that the owner of this mountain villa was a little interesting, at least very good at enjoying it, so much so that he also wanted to make such a place in the Sifang Mountain.

Still no one came, Ji An looked at a pool of beautiful water lilies, and suddenly blinked, it was a lotus flower again, and it was a monster again, remembering what he saw when he was put into the hall, he ran outside the hall, crossed the threshold, and looked up at the plaque on the door: "Lotus Terrace." ”

Ji An: "Lying trough, Lotus Terrace, Pingdingshan?"

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