Xia Su was dressed in a dark robe, not only safe, but also able to hear the voices of people inside and outside the house clearly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Generally speaking, she is a very disciplined night walker, but the excitement that is delivered to her eyes, without looking at it in vain, and hearing all the sounds below, simply remove the tiles, and the sight and hearing are synchronized.

The seer saw a young girl, apparently Zhifang, crying to the bustard's mother that her jewelry and silver had fallen into the hands of thieves.

The bustard's mother scolded the thief while comforting her, and told the nurses to hurry around the garden, but they couldn't catch the thief, so they could check if there were any other thefts.

Seeing a distinguished guest in a fancy costume walk into the house, the bustard's mother immediately smiled and saw that Qian was open-minded, and said that Zhifang was not desolate, as if she had been stolen this time, and she had nothing to rely on in her old age.

As soon as the guest who comforted Zhifang in a soft voice raised his hand, a servant presented a stack of silver tickets with both hands and said that he would redeem himself.

A big trumpet flower bloomed on the bustard's mother's face, but Miss Zhifang was very calm, only sobbing softly, saying that she didn't dare to stay in this house anymore.

The Chinese costume guest said, redeemed himself, people naturally want to go with him, and when the arrest is over, he will go to his courtyard tonight, and let her not have to bring clothes and other luggage, he will buy it again for her.

Zhifang whispered, saying that so far food, clothing, and housing have cost her mother's silver, and everything in the house will be used as a thank you gift, and it doesn't matter if she gives it all to her mother, she just wants to ask her mother to ask for the ancient painting on the wall as a dowry.

The bustard's mother dipped her spit and counted the votes, and was so happy that although the painting was ancient, it was nameless, but her daughter liked it and took it by herself.

Then the old woman chattered dozens of words.

Xia Su summed it up into four words - Zhifang's good life, and then coldly watched the male guest walk out of the house, and the calm Zhifang girl's face finally showed arrogance.

Others can't see it, but she can see it clearly when she is condescending, and she is not surprised at all.

About three o'clock, the yamen came to catch the fifth or sixth fast.

The big fat man who catches the head complains angrily that he is not allowed to sleep in the middle of the night, and he goes out to ask questions after walking around the house, and even Xia Su, who doesn't know how to ask questions, feels too perfunctory.

Unexpectedly, the man came again.

The head catcher bowed his head, his attitude was completely different, and he asked the little girl who was the first to find a suspicious black shadow with tears in his eyes.

If it weren't for the male customer reminding the head catcher, would it be the same thief as the prisoner who has recently committed several burglaries, the fat head catcher seemed to be eager to decide the case immediately and take the little girl to pay for the errand.

The autumn wind on the house was cold, but Xia Su kept lying low and didn't move.

She only has the ability to escape, her fists, feet and sticks are all blocked, and if she is caught, she will be unlucky.

Therefore, her light skill is very deep, windy and rainy, summer, summer and winter, never stopped, and at the same time practiced tenacity.

This time, for an hour, her body below her head became one with the roof tiles.

Of course, I can't catch the thief tonight, and as soon as the Chinese costume guest leaves, the fat head catcher will also be closed.

Although there is a nursing home to strengthen the vigilance, but the house that has been stolen, the heart will naturally slack, and in less than a moment, two nursing homes joined the night duty team and went to look elsewhere.

Xia Su moved at this time, his body was as light as a swallow, and the eaves were like dancing, and there seemed to be a deep cloud falling from the sky in the night.

But instead of leaving, she flashed into the house.

There were still a few gauze lamps lit in the room, and she carefully watched her shadow keep the paper on the outer window, and tiptoed to the inner hall.

If nothing else, I am curious about that nameless ancient painting.

She is timid, but she practices light skills, running away is two, and seeing paintings is one. The world's best paintings are mostly hidden in the inner room, she wants to visualize and copy, there are many ways, but the fastest one is the night, without the permission of people, without having to make friends with people.

Before, I looked through the cracks in the tiles, a painting of expressive ink pen flowers and birds, and when she heard about the nameless ancient paintings, she felt stunned.

It can be said without shame that she is a treasure of the master-level names of the past 500 years, but as long as she has seen the real works, she is familiar with the style of painting and ink, and she also understands the charm and spirit of the soul that is difficult for others to understand.

She believes that as a famous artist, it is important to have outstanding painting skills, but to be famous in the past and present, it is in the fact that her works can convey the hearts and minds of others.

This expressiveness is evident in some by the maturity of the pen that has been immersed over many years, and by the astonishing talent of others, but in any case, the masterpieces have the quality of being unforgettable at first sight.

Although Xia Su is far away and the angle is strange, since this painting is unforgettable for her, even if she takes a risk, she must take a look.

This glance is well worth it.

The painting is on silk, with the theme of catching crickets in the flower bushes of brocade chickens, the ink rhyme is full of elegance, the brushwork is chic and free, and the painting style is smooth but delicate.

The painting scroll has no print, no poem, no walk, the painting silk is old and yellow, and the maintenance is not very good, but the ink is still wonderful.

The proud big golden chicken, the petals that slapped the petals were startled, and the embarrassed little crickets were cramped and restless, a unique picture.

Xia Su sighed slowly, and then he was fierce, and he learned to be an old man, "Lao Tzu looks at you and looks old-skinned, it turns out that you are fucking tofu scum." If you don't think Song Huizong's painting is a calligraphy, if Lao Tzu were that king, he would have jumped out of the coffin and scolded you. ”

I learned to learn, but I didn't like it at all, and the soft tone matched Lao Tzu and his mother's was completely nondescript, so I laughed first.

It's just that she finished laughing, but she heard a second laugh.

Although Xia Su is greedy for famous pens, his vigilance has not weakened, and he is clearly sure that there is no one inside or outside the house, so how can he laugh?

She was about to run, but she heard a "click" on the roof, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a black shadow, like a big-winged strange bird descending.

She hurriedly stepped back, her heart beating violently, and secretly said that she was unlucky, twice at night, twice bumped into by others, and it seemed that she should go out less recently.

When Xia Su saw the black shadow clearly, his heart was less panicked.

Black shadow and black clothes, like her, cover her head and face, but her tall body with broad shoulders and narrow waist makes people look like a man.

If the other party is dressed like this, he will not be able to see the light, and if the thief goes and returns, he will not dare to alarm the people in the garden. She was sure to leave. Thinking so, Xia Su's departure was not slow at all, and he rushed straight to the door.

"Hey." The voice was mellow and deliberately low, and the man called out to Xia Su, "Someone is already outside the door." ”

had no intention of catching her, but opened a large wardrobe and moved away slightly.

He's inviting her in.

Xia Su looked at the window of the outer hall, and sure enough, there was a figure shaking, and then looking at the house, there was nowhere to hide except for the closet.

She bit her lip, and did not panic because of this, she always had to weigh whether the man in black was dangerous or the person outside was dangerous.

"I met you by chance." After the man in black finished speaking, he no longer gave in and got into it first.

Xia Su glanced at the door of the house, and the shadow of the door was very careful, hesitating, like sneaky?

She immediately made up her mind and silently burrowed into the closet.

Her mother said that the more objective and calm the judgment of the situation, the better, but at a critical time, don't be afraid to judge with your own feelings, which will often point out a clear path in a desperate situation.

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