Spot a handsome one!

Alaska had a smile on his face and walked briskly towards Wenyang behind the glass window.

Walking two steps away from the glass, Facai stopped, as if he wanted to move forward, but with a hint of hesitation and ...... Shy?

Even with the courage of ten thousand people, Wen Yang looked at Fa Cai's affectionate eyes, but he still put down his paws on the glass window nervously, pretended not to see anything, turned his head and walked back to the chair slowly.

This look ......

Although he didn't say a word, he taught Wang to forget......

What is the farthest distance in the world?

One Wang is outside the door, and one Wang is inside the door.

The curtains covered the glass windows, and Wen Yang, who was lying on the duvet, couldn't see the situation outside, but there was a slight cry at the door, until the housekeeper opened the door, and Fa Cai outside stretched his neck and saw the handsome figure again, but he strictly followed the rule of never entering the house without the consent of the master, pacing and looking around.

Dad Zhang was wearing a big nightgown and holding a cup of coffee in his hand, Shi Shiran came down the stairs, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Come in." Dad Zhang beckoned.

After receiving permission, Fa Cai smiled happily, and ran into the house happily, unable to distinguish whether it was congratulations or auspiciousness, and a Samoyed Ruyi followed behind, and rushed into the gate with a bang.

@一@本@读@小说供文阳卧着休息的一床羽绒被已经被仆人收走, Dad Zhang sat down and looked at the bitter face of the husky in front of him with great interest.

Thirty-six plans are the best plan, but Wenyang has no place to go!

No, it's better to avoid it.

Pondering. Wen Yang slipped his legs and moved towards Zhang's father.

Next to the owners of these guys, they shouldn't be too outrageous, right? Last night, all the lessons that should have been given were given. I can't say anything more about it.

Looking at the cautious husky, Dad Zhang smiled again: "Take the auspicious Ruyi down." ”

The butler swished and took a blackback and a Samoyed from the living room.

Look up at Zhang's father, who is calm and relaxed. Suddenly, the image of a well-known actor surnamed Zhang who often plays the emperor appeared in front of Wen Yang's eyes.

With a fluttering sentence of "bring the auspicious Ruyi down", the two stupid boys reluctantly walked away with their legs pinned and turned back three times - what they said worked a lot!

This magnificence, does it look like Huang Ama?

It's a pity that auspicious Ruyi is not two court loli with double rings and hanging buns......

Seeing that the two troublemakers were gone, Ai Ai looked at Wenyang and then at Zhang's father, and moved over step by step.

The curtains have been opened, and a large amount of sunlight penetrates into the house from the window, shining warmly on Wen Yang's body.

Fa Cai moved from the center of the living room. Got into the sunlight, and suddenly the little dust fluttering in the sunlight was stirred up by it, and it seemed that a lot of dust was scattered.

Looking at Wen Yang's Alaskan peach face, it was quite clean, and if he looked closely, there were a few spider webs hanging on the black hair on his head, and there was a lot of dust on the large long hair on his chest.

"I said I wasn't allowed to go to that house, and I went again, didn't I?"

A stern reprimand came out of the mouth of the successful businessman beside Wen Yang.

Fa Cai seemed to understand the reproach of the man in front of him, and his eyes looked away. Secretly striding back with his ears between his ears.

glanced at Zhang's father with some puzzlement, Wen Yang didn't understand, where did he go to make a fortune and make him so angry?

Time at Zhang's house. It's actually very free.

spent a leisurely morning with Zhang's father, except for a small episode in the middle of scolding and making a fortune, everything else was fine. After that, the merchant packed up. Went out and went to get busy for his business empire.

Last night, the bad boy who had thrown stones at Wenyang came again and called Zhang Hai. The two of them went out together, as if they were going to a private pool party. Before leaving, this guy glanced at Wen Yang with bad intentions.

Is it the fun-underneath, scantily clad pool party of the evil capitalist country?

Bah!

Lao Tzu is not envious!

The two luxury cars were gone, Wen Yang snorted from his nose with strong contempt, swallowed his saliva secretly, and began to patrol the territory in a leisurely manner.

Walking around the villa for half a circle, Wen Yang found that this big villa was built on the halfway of a small hill that was not too high, and because there were several dense trees on both sides of the villa, Wen Yang did not find this when he was in the house.

Looking into the distance, around this huge two-story villa, there are also scattered some other building facilities, the layout is not as big as the main villa, but the appearance is very good, except for one place, it really looks a little strange.

It was a small building with a steeple that looked like a church, and the exterior walls were made of gray stone, but for some reason, the stone was coated with a layer of white lime mortar. Some of the lime mortar has peeled off, revealing a slightly mottled wall. Several of the stained glass windows in the small building were also covered in dust.

Although the distance is quite far, in the daytime with excellent light, Wenyang still sees a lot of clues about this building.

Why is this building plastered with white lime mortar?

Why does it look so shabby?

Could it be that the Zhang family is already too big to even take care of their own villas?

After thinking for a moment, Wen Yang decided to go over and take a look.

The roads in the villa area are all very well repaired, all are spacious and smooth, at least two cars can drive side by side, the road is lined with all kinds of plants, there are deciduous ones, some evergreen, and maple trees with bright red leaves like a flame burning, in this late autumn season, red, yellow and green, reflecting a thick and rich color.

Walking up along the road, I came down with the unprovoked female Wang Facai.

Fa Cai's head was stained with another web-like dust, which hung down in front of his eyes, and he was shaking his head vigorously as he walked, not noticing that a handsome king was walking towards it.

Wen Yang avoided the bushes on the side of the road in time, and only when Facai walked past did he get out.

It seems that Facai has wandered around the "house that is not allowed to go" that Zhang's father said again.

Could it be that this house is a church-style spire hut not far away?

Looking at the old hut in front of him, Wen Yang swept the closed door.

Fortune should not have entered through the main entrance.

After walking around the hut twice, Wen Yang found a small broken hole by a floor-to-ceiling window at the back of the house, which could barely be regarded as an entrance.

Looking at the size of the cave, Wen Yang was a little speechless.

This size can accommodate the relatively petite fortune in and out, and if you want to get in, you have to do some damage.

After carefully cutting open a few pieces of broken glass with sharp melon seeds and expanding the hole, Wen Yang cautiously entered the hut.

The interior of the hut was like a Western church chapel, with long wooden benches neatly arranged, and a dusty pulpit at the front of the room.

On the pulpit, under the figure of the crucified, there was a transparent glass case, and in the cabinet was a metal plate more than a meter long and half a meter wide, and the irregular fractures still shone brightly, showing no signs of rust.

Wen Yang was stunned.

Why does this metal plate look so familiar? (To be continued......)

ps: I almost got sick in front of me, I took a break to recuperate, watched my poor colleague have a fever, and was glad that I was suffocating my illness by eating vitamins. The cold has passed, is spring coming? I'm really looking forward to it, I can't stand this cold weather. Today happens to be the hundredth chapter, scattering flowers~