What she looked like in her previous life, she couldn't even remember, she only remembered that Ke Xuan had helped her paint a portrait, she always blamed Ke Xuan for painting her not beautiful enough, Ke Xuan didn't say anything, just smiled stupidly, are those paintings still there?

She remembered that those scrolls were stored in the depths of the small kang cabinet with grass patterns carved in the northern part of Hanqingzhai, and she also knew that Ke Xuan had secretly hidden a small photo, and the small picture painted on the silk was even more expressive.

Xiusun glanced at the snow-shelled moon on the canopy again, and Xu Jingxing, his fiancée had been sent to the capital by her family, and she was going to agree on the marriage date.

Xu Jingxing's fiancée is a girl from the Cao family of Ning Jin, and her grandfather was a former official and a servant of the Ministry of Officials. The third wife's maiden family and the Wei State Mansion and the Ningjin Cao family have turned into a relationship, and the third wife also said it with a smile.

Alas, that guy who looks like he is going to marry now.

I don't know what kind of expression he will use to look at the bride when he wears a red wedding dress and unveils the bride's hijab?

That's, condescending, that, disgusting, that, all the time telling the expression of "you're so stupid".

Alas-

Xiusun was sighing, and suddenly felt the moonlight flickering outside the window.

Accustomed to natural alertness, she immediately shrunk her neck, and the whole person was hidden in the shadow of the partition, looking out through the openwork gap on the edge of the partition.

Looking up at the eaves, the eaves of the main house and the eaves of the west wing happened to form an angle, revealing a triangular night sky. The slight sound of tiles colliding, first near and then far, passing over Xiusun's head seemed to be going along the roof ridge to the east wing, what is it? She had confirmed that it was human footsteps.

Xiusun shrank and didn't dare to move, only her eyes turned straight, her eyes searched within a limited range, but she still couldn't see the figure, and when she was anxious, the slight sound of tiles stopped again, and she suddenly saw the roof of the east wing, and there was a fluorescent flash in the corner where her vision was almost exhausted.

She was shocked. It was a metallic reflection!

There could be no fireflies this season, and she naturally thought of swords!

What kind of person is it, carrying a weapon late at night, quietly breaking into the old house in Jiangpu!

Xiusun pressed her ear to the sliding. Listening carefully, it seems that there is only one person, and this person's breath is very long and steady.

There's no doubt that he's a practitioner, of course. If it weren't for Lian Jiazi, who could run fast on the roof without touching any tiles. If it weren't for Xiusun's keen senses, she wouldn't have noticed that someone was passing by here.

Just then, the sound of the tiles began to move again!

She finally caught a glimpse of a pair of boots flashing above the half-protruding ridge of the east wing! In the dim moonlight, half of the outline reflected a blue-gray fluorescence.

She was horrified in her heart, and was about to take a closer look, when she suddenly saw the black shadow shrink, and in an instant disappeared into the vast darkness, and with the pair of boots flashed. It is a vague outline of a half-cut long knife.

She read that right!

Xiusun didn't know what evil she had fallen into, so she gently pushed the window open a crack, supported the windowsill with one hand, and her small body turned over to the porch lightly, and she jumped again, and landed lightly in the center of the patio.

She looked left and right, aiming at a large tree with dead branches in front of the east wing. Tilting his head to observe for a moment, he stretched out his fingers to pick at the cracked and dry bark, and the sudden cold wind swept on the back of Xiusun's neck, blowing the rustling of dead leaves scattered on the branches. She tightened the jacket on her body, glanced at Zhongtian Yue, and turned back to the house.

Xiusun wanted to climb the tree to see, it was the cold wind that woke her up, and now she can climb the roof quietly. There's no way to track it, even if it catches up, it doesn't make any sense, people have malicious intentions, she can't stop them, people don't have malicious intentions, isn't it exposing themselves, it's better to wait for tomorrow to see what happens, maybe that person is just passing by.

The next morning, Xiusun got up and went to school as usual, and for the whole day, she kept an eye on the fighting, and she didn't hear that there was an accident in any yard, could it be that person really passing by?

After school, Xiusun did not go back to the house, but took the little magpie around the courtyard of the old fourth room.

The courtyard of the old four rooms is roughly in the southeast corner of the old house in Jiangpu, the name is called Qing Hexuan, there are three entrances, the north is the two-storey back cover building, the west is the height of the staggered, the layer upon layer of the horse's head wall, the east side is adjacent to the water, and a viewing water corridor is built against the wall.

The main function of the horse head wall is to prevent fire, this side of the water is not needed, the rugged Taihu Lake stone circle out of a square turquoise pool, there are pavilions and weeping willows on the shore, and the pond is soaked in a few branches of high and low residual lotus.

The wall of the main gate of the front yard is the lowest, it is the cloud wall with the moon cave door, the white wall is black and wa, undulating like a wave, the moon cave door is equipped with an ebony door leaf, and the powder wall on both sides of the cave door opens two holes of the brick carved hollow window.

Xiusun recalled the sound she heard the night before, the person should have jumped from the horse-head wall on the west side to the ridge of the main house, and then climbed out of the courtyard along the east ridge, she turned into the west side of the courtyard along the cloud wall of the main entrance, stood at the base of the wall and looked up to the sky, the horse-head wall looked towering into the sky, like a thin cliff, so high, so straight up and down angle, if you want to climb up from the root of the wall, it is basically impossible without the help of tools such as flying tiger claws.

She remembered that in her previous life, the emperor's grandmother mentioned that there is a kung fu called sticking to the wall, which is to use the power of her fingers to dig into the cracks of the wall tiles, climb up the vertical wall like a gecko, and the powerful person can also hover in the air for half an hour, known as hanging paintings on the wall. She looked closely at the old whitewashed walls, and the mottled water was smooth and natural, and there were no traces of fresh peeling. The fingers have to bear at least a hundred pounds of weight, and it is impossible for the old wall skin to be undamaged.

Then, Xiusun turned around and took two glances at the narrow mewlet, the rough and large stones on the ground were staggered, there were small potholes on the surface, and there were deep holes directly below the eaves, nothing special. This sandwich road can accommodate two people to pass guò, the width of the two side by side on the ground, it is easy to cross, and if it is in mid-air, Xiusun stood in the middle of the sandwich road and raised his head again, the west side of the old four-room courtyard is a vacant courtyard, when the old lady lived here twenty years ago, she used that yard as a warehouse, the specifications of the two courtyards are similar, and the horse-head walls on both sides of the main house are also close to parallel alignment, that person may jump from the horse-head wall of the west courtyard to the horse-head wall on the west side of the old fourth house, and then fall on the roof of the main house.

She walked a few steps north along the mezzanine road, the scenery was different, and half of the winged eaves stretched out behind the horse-head wall on the east side of the mezzanine, Xiusun stared at the eaves and took a few steps forward, and the phoenix-winged pavilion roof was completely exposed, Xiusun remembered that it was the highest place in the old mansion of Jiangpu.

It was a watchtower, boxy, four stories high, Xiuyun took Xiusun and Xiuqian to go once, the tower looked light and lovely from a distance, only to find that the stairs were cramped, only one person was allowed to go up and down, the old wooden stairs creaked and rattled when stepping on, the steps were high, and there was no resting place in the middle, they had to hold on to the handrail covered with thick dust with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the steps above, and the body bowed into a shrimp shape to climb up, until the top of the tower suddenly opened.

The space at the top of the tower is also very narrow, the three little sisters can't turn around when they stand on the platform, and the four corners of the tower are not as fluttering as they seem on the ground, light and comfortable, but in disrepair, there are many less tiles.

However, the air there is fresh and the vision is wide, you can see the street outside the wall to the east, the distant mountains outside the city to the south, and the entire old house in Jiangpu can be seen when you turn around and face the northwest.

In order to build the tower strongly, it is natural to not be able to take into account the problem of comfort, so no matter how beautiful the scenery is, the old masters and young masters will not go there to chant poems against it, this tower should be used for lookout when there is war or banditry, such a big family like the Chu family, hundreds of masters and servants, all live in a large courtyard, it can also be regarded as a small city, and the fortifications also need to be built properly.

Xiusun had an idea, maybe go up to the tower to see, can have some gains, so he pulled the little magpie to the watchtower, the sun is setting in the west, time is running out.

To the north of the old four-room courtyard, it is a small garden, with rugged rockeries, lush bamboo, cobblestone paths shuttling in between, there should be many flowers and trees next to it, but they are all about to start winter, and the clusters of plants are only dry and gray branches, and they can't be distinguished from a distance.

This place should be specially left by the ancestors of the Chu family, if one day the descendants are prosperous and the house is not enough to live, they can also build two yards here.

Heading east along the cobblestone road, Xiusun caught a glimpse of tall and thick bamboos planted along the walls of her yard, and the emerald green bamboo tips were as good as the eaves of the covered building.

However, although the bamboo is thick and strong, it is also elastic, and the weight of one person is enough for the bamboo tips to touch the ground.

Xiusun was about to go over to try the elasticity of the bamboo, when she suddenly heard a slight sound of rustling on the opposite side of the bamboo forest, she quickly withdrew from the bamboo forest, grabbed the hand of the little magpie and hid in the corner of the courtyard.

This can be regarded as a wasteland, except for the mother-in-law who patrols the night, it is inaccessible, at this hour, Xiusun looked at the red half of the sky in the west, and wondered in her heart, who would come here?

Her doubts did not last long, and the tender, white and chubby little paws held on to the corner of the wall, and stretched out half of her round head to the outside of the wall, staring into the bamboo forest.

The bamboos were warmly orange and orange reflected by the red sun in the western sky, Xiusun squinted her eyes, and a slender gray and black figure walked into the bamboo forest from under the opposite wall, like a small house.

The man seemed to be familiar with this place, tossing and turning, and his speed did not slow, and he came in the direction of Xiusun.

Xiusun gently pushed the little magpie beside him, "Do you see who it is?" She asked in a low voice.

The little magpie shook his head, leaned into Xiusun's ear and said, "I see that the clothes on his body look like those worn by young masters." (To be continued.) )

PS: Yesterday, the fifty-first chapter was heavy, and the author replaced it with the content of the fifty-second chapter, and the name is called Chapter 52 Change, so change it later, I can't change it myself...... Here is Chapter 53 Fluorescence...... OK…… Thank you for your support, I really didn't expect so many people to see it, I was so touched...... By the way, there are still 3,000 words in the afternoon, and more around four o'clock...... By the way, I would like to collect it, dear, if it is one more a day, what time do you like to update, if it is two more, what time do you like to update......