I glanced at the rockery outside, intentionally or unintentionally, although the sky was gray, and the shadow that stuck to the rockery like a gecko was extremely hidden, but his anger could not be hidden. I knew for a long time that someone was watching every move in our room, and even our conversation was being heard. Who is going to spy on us? Is it Master Wen? Or is it some other person with bad intentions? With this suspicion, I lay on the bed and thought wildly, although there was no movement in the shadow outside, it was not a good feeling to be peeed at, this feeling was like being imprisoned in a small room, without personal freedom. The moment I closed my eyes, the black shadow outside quickly fell, invisible in the other direction. That body is so charming, I'm afraid that Yi Shuihan has already noticed it, not to mention that the aura emitted by that black shadow can't be hidden. It is estimated that the black shadow left quickly, and he was going to report to the commander behind him. Anyway, with Yi Shuihan watching outside, it is estimated that there will be no baskets, and the life under the fence is nothing more than that. Although he calls me master on the surface, he is planning another plan in his heart. I always have to be on guard, I don't know people but I don't know my heart, this old saying is not just a random thing.

The night is as still as water. Occasionally, the leaves shook slightly, and then calm returned. The moonlight, gently sprinkled on the ground, seems to be singing a lullaby, soothing the sleepless "insomniacs" in the world. Among the flowers, from time to time there is a cricket blowing music, the mournful sound seems to complain, the night is cool and very emotional? The breeze is coming, the grass is spreading itself, the thin clouds are floating, and the moon is desolate.

In the middle of the garden stood a pavilion made of solid wood, which was desolate in the dim moonlight. The clouds obscured the moonlight, and the pavilion was black and mushy, the more weird it was, or it made people feel a sense of horror, as if in the darkness where the five fingers were missing, there was a black shadow, and there was no moonlight, and the black shadow seemed to be blended into the black color, and no one would notice the existence of this black shadow, or it could not be found at all.

However, in the quiet of the night, another black shadow flashed quickly, like a breeze blowing, stirring the grass on both sides. There is a strange aura hidden in the air, there seems to be someone passing by next to the pavilion, but there is no human figure in sight, and the night is only left with endless suspense.

The long corridor, calm like a world without people, as if there is no end, this corridor is like a landscape left by this garden, with a certain mysterious black gloom, but it adds a bit of silence to this corridor. However, a black shadow hurried to flash here, leaving no movement, only the black shadow could be seen speeding forward, as if there was something urgent to do. A cold wind blew, and the dark shadow disappeared into the long hallway.

At last, the shadow reached the end of the corridor, and at the end of the room sat a room, the wooden window was slightly open, and a gap was opened, and the room was faintly lit by a faint light, and as the light flickered, a shadow on the wooden window swayed with it. It seemed to hear someone outside the door, and the person inside spoke, "Come in!"

When the person outside heard this, he trembled slightly, and he was so frightened that he took a step back, but soon returned to normal. He took a deep breath, seemed to encourage himself, and gave him enough courage, so he took a step forward and knocked lightly on the door, "I have something to report, Master Wen!" Hearing a slight response from the back room, the people outside dared to push the door in.

"Master Wen, the little one has something to report. He lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look directly at the old man in front of him, to be honest, he had been nervous in his heart since he started, he couldn't figure out the old man's joy and anger, for fear that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, his life would be in danger.

"Say it. The old man glanced at the comer, did not greet him too much, but just spit out a sentence lightly.

The visitor's body trembled slightly with fear, and he said in a smumbled voice, "Little one...... Small...... Just overheard...... Some words...... I don't know ......" he was so scared that he couldn't even speak clearly, he talked about the boss for a long time, but he couldn't say a complete sentence, his tone was full of extreme fear, as if the old man sitting in front of him was a beast that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, if it was a beast, it would be better, at least he could still be powerful, but this old man was Wen Ye, he had to raise his vigilance, Wen Ye killed people invisibly, as long as he was unhappy, he could take his life at any time. The visitor swallowed nervously, his legs were so weak that he sat down on the ground in fear. He struggled to get up, but his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and he almost collapsed to the ground. As he stood here, he felt a bone-deep cold rush into his skin, and he felt even more frightened. He really wanted to get out of here, away from Wen Ye, he felt that Wen Ye would take his life in the next second.

"Ma Ningcheng, say something quickly, don't procrastinate, you know my temperament, I don't like others to talk only halfway. The old man asked lazily, his eyes half-squinted, and there was no emotion in his eyes, perhaps a little angry, or as calm as water.

Ma Ningcheng was so frightened by the old man's words that he sat down on the ground again, he knelt on the ground tremblingly, and his voice became hoarse: "Master Wen...... I didn't mean to...... Please spare me, I ...... I really have something to report. ”

The old man snorted coldly, "Oh, what do you have to report?" The old man slowly raised his head, staring at the man who was kneeling on the ground in a panic, his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be not very satisfied with the other party's uninvited, that is, the old man's expression, which made the other party shiver unconsciously, the other party begged for mercy, and knocked his forehead hard, until the old man closed his eyes again, Ma Ningcheng did not stop crying.

"Hurry up and leave, don't force me to do it. The old man lazily said such a sentence, Ma Ningcheng listened to it, kowtowed and thanked him. He no longer hesitated this time, but said smoothly: "The little one overheard the conversation between the little master of Yunhan and Yi Shuihan just now, it turns out that they went to meet the people of the worry-free shop today, one is called Worry-free, it seems that the other is surnamed Bai, I forgot the name, the little one ......" Before Ma Ningcheng finished speaking, the old man opened his eyes again, "Is the other called Bai Xuanzhi?" The old man showed a cold breath, and his volume couldn't help but raise a tone. Ma Ningcheng nodded immediately, and before he could speak, his upper and lower gums began to shake as if they were fighting.