Yao Dongxia listened to Luo Zheng's explanation, but calmed down. She finally looked away from www.biquge.info big screen, bowed her head slightly, and pondered something. After a while, she raised her head, glanced at Luo Zheng deeply, and said, "Let's observe the situation again." ”

This suggestion happened to be in line with Luo Zheng's thoughts. Luo Zheng nodded and said, "You're right, let's be careful and prepare more." ”

The two reached an agreement, neither of them said much, and looked at the big screen seriously.

On the screen, the turmoil continues. The camouflage cloak that covered the storm seemed to give the storm endless courage, so that he finally had the courage to face the road ahead.

The storm had passed through the gate of the manor and sneaked into the manor. Inside the manor, on both sides are gardens and fields, neatly arranged and full of luxury. One after another, the carriages stopped at the gate of the manor, and the nobles who disembarked from the carriage, dressed in solemn dresses and holding their heads high, strode through the center of the road between the garden and the field of the manor. And at the edge of the road, the slaves and servants of the manor walked back and forth, bending as far as they could, so that they were shorter than the nobles.

The nobles were entering the field one after another, the servants and slaves were hurrying to work, and the roads were so crowded that the storm had to dodge left and right, and sometimes even had to step into the Tianpu.

Fortunately, the scene on the big screen is not moving from a first-person perspective that follows the turmoil. If that's the case, the picture on the big screen will be dangling, and Luo Zheng is afraid that he will immediately be dizzy in 3D.

The tall and noble buildings in the manor are all concentrated in the central area. Surrounded by vast fields and gardens, there is only a row of low farmhouses at the very edge of the estate. Then the farmhouse should be for the people to live in. The slaves were not even entitled to live on the manor, and the crowded, dim, damp alley outside the manor, guarded by guards, was where the slaves lived.

This manor is really big, bigger than any square Luo Zheng has ever visited. The road that crosses between the garden and the field is so long that people are anxious. Especially when the storm is moving forward cautiously and constantly dodging pedestrians coming and going, it makes people feel even more anxious.

Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way, and the turmoil finally came to an end.

At the end of the road is the tall building in the center of the manor, and the blue light spreads around the dome of the building, and the inside and outside of the building are also covered with lights, illuminating the whole building brightly. Under the lights, the white silk and black silk erected around the building give people a serious and heavy feeling. Two rows of soldiers in armor and swords stood in front of the building's door, and butlers in black dresses greeted guests at the door, occasionally reprimanding servants and slaves to speed up their work.

Looking at the busy scene on the big screen, Luo Zheng estimated that this manor should be the location of the Tianjian Flower family mentioned in the storm. Fengbo said that the old master of the Tianjian Flower family died and would be buried. So this grand scene on this night is just a memorial party held by the Tianjian Flower family for their old master.

The turmoil squeezed through the cracks of the flow of people, and the guests who came to mourn the old master walked into the tall building of the Tianjian Flower family. What made Luo Zheng a little puzzled was that after walking into the façade of the building, Luo Zheng didn't feel a little mournful atmosphere. There were only wine tables with horizontal displays, guests greeting each other, and servants cautiously greeting with wine trays and pastries.

Whether it was Luo Zheng or the turmoil hidden under the camouflage cloak, at a glance, it was impossible to find the coffin or the burial slaves waiting to be buried from this huge hall that seemed to be a living room.

Feng Bo should not know the burial rules of the noble family, and so far, he has only looked for the trumpet flower according to his impression of the Tianjian Flower family and this manor. Seeing that there was nothing to be found in this living room, the storm became like a headless fly, wandering around the living room.

Luo Zheng and Yao Dongxia glanced at each other and frowned. The actions of the turmoil so far have no plan and no clue, I am afraid that he will spend so much life and fight for a little ability, no matter how anxious and chaotic he is now, in the end, all he is busy with is just a waste.

But just when Luo Zheng and Yao Dongxia were thinking so, on the big screen, a turning point suddenly appeared.

The turning point appears in the conversation of the aristocratic guests in the living room.

The turmoil circled around in the living room, and suddenly it seemed to hear the point of the conversation of the nobles next to him, and he stopped and didn't leave. The perspective on the big screen turned, and then it was fixed, according to the four nobles who were talking with wine glasses.

The four nobles, two men and two women, were like two middle-aged couples. Through the screen, Luo Zheng and Yao Dongxia also heard their conversation.

"When are we going to go, Mr. and Mrs. Si?"

"Don't worry, two. The old man of Tianjian Flower is next to it, not far from here. We just need to have this last supper with the old man with a sad heart, and then wait for the new owner of the Tianjian Flower Family to pick us up. ”

The four of them said, raising their glasses together and taking a sip of the wine in the glasses.

After drinking, the four continued to talk:

"I heard that for the funeral of the elder, the Tianjian Flower Family actually invited a spiritual mage from the Spirit Sect. I'm really willing to give up the gold coins. ”

"That's no way around it." As the four of them spoke, they suddenly gathered together, lowered their voices, and said the next words, "I heard that the eldest wants to enjoy himself better after death, so let his heir make a contract." If you don't invite the god mage to come, the heir of the Tianjian Flower family will not be able to inherit the title and property left by the boss. ”

"Is that so?"

"Of course, it's true!"

"I'd love to see the hand of the spirit mage. I've never seen a mage work magic when I'm so old. ”

"yes, who doesn't want to see it? I heard that the spirit mage is casting spells in the mourning hall on the left, forging a more perfect burial slave for the old man. ”

……

When the storm heard this, he couldn't listen to it anymore and moved quickly. He walked left and right, and even didn't bother to avoid the nobles who were blocking his way, knocking over a lot of wine glasses and wine plates, causing a burst of exclamations.

But the nobles and the others in the living room could not see the turmoil. Although it was weird, no one pursued anything.

The storm rushed out of the living room, through the row of guards on the left, and in front of the building on the left.

The entire building had been repainted, the walls were painted white, and the doors were black. The lights in the middle living room don't shine here, only the blue light emitted from the dome spills on the building, illuminating the white walls in a faint blue light.

The turmoil didn't bother much, so he passed directly between the guards guarding in front of the building, pushed the door open and broke in. The guards at the door immediately raised their swords one by one and became vigilant. But the door creaked and creaked, and it was wide open, but there was no one or any other creature there.