"You" Zhu Zixiao was so angry that his ears and nose erupted into flames, and he slapped the maid, but in the end he was reluctant to paste the slap on his pink face, shook his head and sighed, slapped his thigh hard, glared at the maid and asked angrily: "What are you going to his house to rob?"

The maid heard the extreme anger and resentment in her son's words, and knew that she must have caused a big disaster, so she immediately trembled with fright, knelt down with a plop, her head hit the ground, tears flowed down, and she whimpered: "Childe, the slave and maid are wrong! The slave and the maid will never dare again! Please punish the slave and the maid severely!"

"Hold back your tears!Say, what did you rob from Wei's house?!" Zhu Zixiao asked.

"The slave wants to snatch the authentic painting of Mr. Toshiba in the hands of the third prince Wei. The maid replied with tears in her eyes.

"Damn!" Zhu Zixiao punched his thigh and said depressedly: "I really like that picture of birds flying to the sky, but I didn't let you rob the dead man's things." You, you, you."

Zhu Zixiao tilted his head and sighed heavily.

This authentic painting of Mr. Toshiba's "Bird Flying in the Sky", he and Wei Zizhi only mentioned it, and wanted Wei Zizhi to use this painting to pay the 50,000 taels of silver, but Wei Zizhi didn't agree, how did he expect to be remembered by the maid. So much so that after she learned that the Wei family was destroyed, she ran to help him get the painting.

Some things seem to be predestined, and you can't hide from them.

"Hey" Zhu Zixiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Girl, we may be killed by you." Listening to your tone, you don't seem to have grabbed "Bird Flying Fairy", so what did you grab? Say it and listen to it, let me see how much the lives of our master and servant are worth?"

The night before yesterday, the Yu family was destroyed by a ghost, and the next day the Wei family learned the news and immediately sent someone to the Yu family to loot the property, but the Wei family was destroyed by the ghost that night.

Zhu Zixiao didn't think much about it, but he just wanted to sigh that the world is impermanent, but suddenly a thought appeared in his mind, so he asked the maid if the Nanhong family in the city was also destroyed by the ghosts, and the maid gave him a positive answer.

And the Hong family, who was also destroyed by the ghosts, and like the Wei family, sent people to the Yu family to rob property.

also robbed other people's things, and was killed by a ghost that night.

Is this a coincidence?

Zhu Zixiao wanted to say that it was a coincidence, but his intuition told him that it was no coincidence.

So after he learned that the maid had gone to Wei's house to grab things, he felt that the whole person was not good, and he fell into great panic and fear

In the middle.

The maid got up and walked to the locker next to the wardrobe, opened the cabinet and took out a small dark red square brocade box from inside, walked back to Zhu Zixiao and knelt down again, and said: "When the slave maid went, they had already robbed all the valuable things, and the slave maid did not find the picture of "Bird Flying Fairy", but found a secret grid under the floor tiles under the legs of the Wei family's master bed, and the secret compartment hid this brocade box. The slave guessed that it must be something good inside, so"

Zhu Zixiao glared at her angrily, and said, "So you didn't open it in a hurry, waiting for your son-in-law to wake up and share the surprise together?"

Zhu Zixiao took the brocade box as he spoke, looked up and down and looked back and forth, and found that the workmanship was a little exquisite, and there was nothing special. Locked with a small copper lock, it doesn't seem to be difficult to open. He grabbed the copper lock, and the true yuan force swayed, and with a click, he easily pinched off the copper lock post.

Opening the brocade box, the master and servant couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that it contained some rare treasures, but they never expected that there was only one piece of paper in the brocade box, an ordinary, only palm-sized piece of paper. There was a crooked line on the piece of paper, like an earthworm crawling, without a head or tail, and without a word explanation. I can see the question mark in the head of the master and servant.

The maid stared at the white paper, her mouth pursed, and tears flowed down her face. I feel aggrieved. You must know that there is such a thing in the brocade box, she might as well come back with a floor tile.

Zhu Zixiao stared at the piece of paper for a while, but couldn't see any doorway, so he put the piece back in the brocade box, threw it on the bed, got up and walked to the wall at the end of the bed, and took off the long sword hanging on the wall.

When!

The roof tiles rang suddenly, and something seemed to be moving on the roof, and the master and servant immediately had numb scalps and hairs standing on end.

"Shhhhh Silently, he drew his sword, then tiptoed to the window, dipped his fingers in his tongue, poked a hole in the window paper, and looked down the small hole into the courtyard.

The faint moonlight shone through the white mist in the air and fell into the courtyard, silently, nothing. But just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, a black shadow suddenly jumped down from the roof, like a big monkey, and landed lightly on the wall on the east side of the courtyard.

In the moonlight, although Zhu Zixiao saw vaguely, he was still frightened by the terrifying appearance of the black shadow and almost screamed, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, only to feel that there seemed to be thousands of ants crawling under the scalp, and the cold air on the top of the tail vertebrae was about to bulge the skin on his back.

The terrible black shadow crouched on the wall, and suddenly

Turning its head to look, the eyeballs that almost sprouted their sockets shot a faint green light in the night, and the corners of one side of its mouth hooked up, revealing a cold smirk.

Zhu Zixiao was so frightened that his breath stopped, he knew that the monster on the wall had seen him, and that terrifying smirk was smiling at him. His heart had already reached his throat, thumping and beating like a drum. However, just when he thought that the monster on the wall was about to pounce, it jumped to the house on the east side of the courtyard wall.

"Did his family also go to Wei's house to grab things today?!" Zhu Zixiao grabbed the maid's shoulder, pointed to the east house, and asked eagerly and frightenedly in a low voice.

"Yes, yes!" replied the maid. She could feel the fear in Zhu Zixiao's heart, because Zhu Zixiao's voice was trembling, and the hand that grabbed her shoulder shook violently like a sieve basket.

"Let's go!" Zhu Zixiao said eagerly, "The ghost has already gone to his house, and the next one is our house." Run!"

Zhang Xiaozhu and the three of them followed behind the Tianwu Dao people, walking on the dead street, stepping on the paper money all over the street, looking at the blue, green, black and white paper dolls on both sides of the street, the back spine has been cold, as if someone is blowing cold air behind the back.

"Pawn, is your blood useless?" Niu Dawa tugged at the corner of Zhang's pawn's clothes and asked in a low voice.

His eyes were smeared with Zhang Xiaopaw's pure yang blood, and he thought that he could see the ghosts all over the street on the gloomy street, but who knew that he had walked for half an hour, and he didn't even see a ghost. He couldn't help but wonder if Zhang Xiaopai's blood didn't work.

Zhang Xiaopaw shook his head and said, "I didn't see a ghost either." ”

Niu Dawa gave Zhang Xiaopaw a look and motioned for him to ask the Tianwu Daoist who was walking in front.

As if he had seen it, the Heavenly Martial Daoist suddenly said, "There are no ghosts, so naturally you can't see anything." Are you hungry?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaopaw didn't react.

"The old man asked you if you were hungry?" asked the Heavenly Martial Daoist again.

"Hungry!" Niu Dawa nodded with great affirmation.

"I'm a little hungry!" Zhang Xiaopaw nodded slightly shyly.

"It's best to have a jug of wine. Zhou Jian said.

"Wow. There you are. The Heavenly Martial Daoist raised his hand and pointed ahead.

Zhang Xiaozhu and the three of them looked in the direction he pointed, and it was actually an offering table placed at the door by a family, and the offering table was full of three livestock, six animals, melons, fruits, pears, dates, and pastries.

But you can't eat it.