At the second watch, Linglong changed into a night dress, and the special hood covered all the green silk and face, leaving only a pair of bright eyes outside.

The Zhuangzi tree, which is built on the mountain, is dense and dense, and under the shadow of the trees, she is like a black civet cat skimming over the ridge of the roof, and soon disappears outside the courtyard wall.

The splendor of the night sprinkled all over the mountains, and the stars in the sky decorated the night with jewels. The mountain breeze is moist and cool, mixed with the smell of mast flowers, suggesting that this is the season of overflowing colors.

The place where Linglong is going is Qingjue Villa, the place where the Dawu royal family members only go when they are idle and panicked.

Combined with the understanding of the royal garden and the palace in the previous life, these places will have some things that the emperors, concubines, princes and princesses of the past dynasties have played with, even if this place has been vacant since then, the people who lived in the past have lived in the imperial tomb, and those things are still intact and lying in their original positions, quietly witnessing the passage of time, wasting their due value as a treasure.

Linglong believes that the fate of these forgotten treasures in the imperial village is far inferior to those who go to the burial with their masters. Because those burial goods still have the opportunity to find destined people through the hands of tomb robbers hundreds or thousands of years later. It's not like this.

A thief's mind can never be the same as a normal person, so Linglong will never communicate her experience with a normal person.

Even the master Qin Marie has never had.

She knew from a very young age that she was just a tool used by her master, and after her crippled leg, she was always looking for a suitable child, and then she met her, adopted her, and taught her, and when she first took orders to do business, she was the same as now, at the age of twelve.

The client needed a little girl to complete the mission, because the family's daughter was stolen at a very young age, and they had been waiting for her to come back, and Linglong had to play the role of the daughter who was rescued by the police.

The family didn't believe her from the beginning because they had been lied to many times over the years. They even tortured her at the age of 12 to extract a confession, and Linglong was tortured to death, but she still did not let go. Just when the family finally let their guard down on her, she got the job done.

On that occasion, she asked her master, "Did you know that they tortured many children to death in the same way?" ”

The master was sitting in front of the mirror on the dresser, smearing a special hand cream on his hands, and when he heard this, he just glanced at her hands, which also had wounds, but fortunately they didn't hurt their muscles and bones.

The master's eyes were as indifferent as water, and his voice was also alienated: "If you can come back alive, you can take a bigger order in the future." ”

She picked up a bottle from the dresser and threw it to Linglong: "Remember, don't let people hurt your hands next time, without these hands, you are a waste, a waste person who is worse than the master." ”

Twelve-year-old Linglong didn't say anything, silently took the bottle of medicine for hand injuries, walked out silently, and silently helped the master close the door.

She knew that from that moment on, she officially became the master's tool, a tool with unlimited potential, until ten years later, she had been separated from the master for a long time, and she was still killed by the master.

She is no longer a tool of the master, so she has no value in existence.

It may be that the smell of mast flowers mixed in the night breeze makes her think about it, and there is always a faint fragrance of mast flowers on the master's body.

Linglong sniffs and adjusts herself to the smell without any repercussions.

A thief is not good if he cannot concentrate during the operation.

Linglong felt that she was not in a very good state today, maybe she should go back and get a good night's sleep. But her time is running out, Qingjue Mountain Villa is close at hand, and she can't enter Baoshan and return empty.

The road she took today was not the one to step on, she didn't take the big road, but ran all the way along the winding mountain path.

Even during the day, it is rarely passed, and at night it is nowhere to be seen. Night birds chirp softly in the forest, and the surroundings are not deserted.

However, Linglong heard the sound of horses' hooves, which were crisp, and some birds were startled and flapped their wings. As the sound of the horse's hooves got closer and closer, Linglong saw the oncoming black healthy horse and Shi Er, who was also dressed in black on the horse.

This time, Shi Er didn't run over and come back, because the mountain road was narrow, and Linglong was standing in the middle of his sleep.

He grabbed the reins and looked at her in surprise: "Are you a little ball?" ”

Linglong feels sorry for himself, and he and Shi Er are also partners, but he asks similar things almost every time they meet. This is true when she is masked, and it is true when she is not masked. Either she is too popular-looking, or there are so many juvenile criminals in the Dawu Dynasty that Shi Er can't remember her face.

"Why don't you recognize me every time?" Linglong asked.

Shi Er changed his face again, and the funny thing is that this face is still ridiculously fake and ridiculously ugly.

"Of course I don't recognize you with your face covered." Shi Er's answer was as pale and hypocritical as his fake face.

Linglong pouted: "Nonsense, I didn't mask the first two times, and you can't recognize it either." ”

Shi Er was stunned for a moment, and said strongly: "I don't want to discuss such a naïve issue with children. ”

He sat on the horse, Linglong stood on the ground, Shi Er was condescending, perhaps because Linglong was a growing rookie, he finally had a kind heart: "Come up." ”

In fact, just when she heard the sound of horses' hooves, Linglong was looking forward to the person who would come to Shi Er. Qingjue Villa is not an ordinary place, even if she has stepped on it, she is still not completely sure, not to mention that His Royal Highness the prince is also like a hidden master. It's completely different if Shi Er helps each other, although this person is a little neurotic, but he is quite generous to say, and he didn't bully her as a child when he shared the spoils.

As soon as Shi Er's words fell, Linglong had already flown on the horse, sitting behind him with a smile, and through the black cloth, Shi Er could also feel her servile face.

"I'm just going out for a walk today, not trading, don't think you can pick up benefits."

Of course, the benefits he said meant the sharing of spoils, and Linglong pessimistically looked at her twelve-year-old character, it turned out that she was already a person who was greedy for small profits and forgot her righteousness in Shi Er's eyes.

"Second Brother Shi, since you don't have a goal, why don't you just come with me, let's go to a good place, and keep it for you to add a few loot."

Whether it is gold, silver, jewelry, or antique jade, it is just a trophy for Shi Er.

He enjoys stealing things, and even more so when he plays with them. Linglong sighed at such a great god in his peers, Shi Er is really a great god, a god of neurosis.

"Where?" Shi Er's voice was flat, without the slightest hint of excitement, obviously he decided that this little thief couldn't choose a good place.

"Huangzhuang, let's go to Qingjue Villa to do a big ticket." Unlike him, Linglong's big eyes that were exposed outside the black cloth shimmered.

She thought that Shi Er would be more or less excited when she heard the words Qingjue Villa, but instead of being excited, Shi Er in front of her looked at Linglong like a rookie: "Aren't you disgusted with royal things and it's hard to get rid of?" ”

"You won't pick up the old ones, and besides, not everything is made by the palace. You are an expert, you won't understand, if you don't dare to go, admit it, and the master will go by himself. ”

As she spoke, she jumped off her horse, shook off her steps, and walked in the direction of Shi Erlai.

After walking about half a mile, the sound of horses' hooves behind her became closer and closer, and Shi Er rode his horse in front of her: "Anyway, there is no good place to go, so I will go with you." ”

Shi Er said these two sentences like a high king saying that he wanted to amnesty the world, and with that ugly face, Linglong couldn't help laughing.

Seeing her staring at his face, Shi Er asked, "No matter which face I change into, why do you always recognize me?" ”

In fact, the reason why Linglong can recognize him at a glance every time is due to Kuroko, she often sees Kuroko first, and then sees him.

"Because your face is ugly, every face is so ugly, so ugly, it's rare in the world, it's hard not to know you."