Just as I was thinking about it, the sound of reading suddenly disappeared, as if I had been sucked in by the heavy night. Mu Xiaowu was stunned, and hurriedly put his ear to the door and listened carefully for a long time, but still didn't hear the young man's voice.

"It's weird, it's weird, it's obvious that there is a voice, and it's impossible to hear it." Mu Xiaowu stared at the gate for a while, and then held the lantern to the middle of the road, and saw that there was no one coming, so he put the lantern on the ground, took down a slender silver hairpin from his head, and inserted it into the lock cylinder and gently fiddled with it a few times.

With a "click", the big lock opened. Mu Xiaowu showed a smug look on his face, "Fortunately, the craftsmanship has not been lost." ”

With that, she removed the lock, gently pushed open the courtyard door, stepped over the threshold and walked in, and closed the door again.

The sound of water in the courtyard is very loud, and the rainwater from the inner slope of the roof pours into the patio from all sides, like a water curtain on all sides, which is commonly known as "the four waters return to the church". ”

Mu Xiaowu waved the lantern in his hand forward, and found that the room facing him was the largest, and it should be the main hall. There was a plaque above the house, and the purlin column was also carved with intricate patterns, but the words engraved on it were incomplete, and she could not recognize what it was. The most strange thing was that the house was also locked, and it was a brand new brass lock, exactly like the one on the courtyard door.

Since it is exactly the same, it can also be "concocted in the same way". Mu Xiaowu walked over with the rain from the patio and pulled out the silver hairpin on his head again.

"Rustling ......"

The moment the silver hairpin was inserted into the lock cylinder, a very soft sound suddenly came from behind her, Mu Xiaowu's heart shrank suddenly, and she hurriedly turned her head and looked back, "Who?" ”

The courtyard was empty, except for the four water curtains, and there was only one mountain turtledove perched above the courtyard gate. Hearing Mu Xiaowu's voice, it was also startled, flashing its wings and flying back into the vast night.

"It's a bird."

Mu Xiaowu's hanging heart lowered slightly, so he refocused his attention on the brass lock in his hand. She turned the silver hairpin with ease, "clicked" to open the door lock, and pushed forward to open the door.

A rotten breath came to his face, mixed with a puff of gray smoke and dust, which made Mu Xiaowu sneeze several times.

"It's been a long time since this house has been cleaned." She waved her hand in front of her nose a few times, and then shook the lantern inside, trying to see what was in the room. However, when she saw the thing in front of her, she was greatly surprised, and her arms froze in place in a raised position.

In the center of the room was a black urn, more than half a man high, narrow at the ends, and wide in the middle. The urn is ordinary, and there is nothing special about it, except for a large opening at the mouth of the urn. It's strange that such an ordinary water urn is guarded by two doors and two locks.

Even though his heart was full of suspicions, Mu Xiaowu still walked into the house lightly and came to the side of the water urn, staring at the black urn.

For a moment, she almost thought that she would see a young man hiding in an urn with a book in his hand, but this thought was quickly shattered by herself: how could she read in such a dark water urn, without any light? Besides, although this water urn is more than half a person high, it is narrow at the top and narrow at the bottom, and even if a person can sit in it, he has to bend over and hunch, and the posture must be extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Xiaowu bent down and leaned his head closer, but it was pitch black in the urn and he couldn't see anything. So, she had to put the lantern up......

Something seemed to flicker at the bottom of the urn, and in the light of the fire, what was it?

She lowered the lantern downward, almost tucking it into the mouth of the urn......

"Sister, what are you doing here? No one is allowed to enter this place, and if your grandfather finds out, you will be driven out. ”

A crisp voice came from behind her, and although it was mixed with the sound of water, it still floated to Mu Xiaowu's ears unmistakably, making her jump in fright, and even threw out the lantern in her hand.

She turned her head and saw a small bright blue shadow standing in the doorway, taking advantage of the moonlit white water, which was very beautiful.

"I ......" Mu Xiaowu was speechless for a while, and was just about to mobilize all his energy to tell a lie, but was interrupted.

"Sister, is it okay for you to play with Jiayan, as long as you play with me, I won't tell my grandfather about tonight." The little boy walked through the patio and into the house, he looked up at Mu Xiaowu, his eyes were crooked like two crescents, revealing warmth.

Mu Xiaowu stared at the little man in front of him, and slowly leaned down: Jiayan was very thin, his sleeves and trousers were empty, and his face was like white jade, without a trace of blood. But his eyes were extremely bright, and their pupils shone like black paint, exactly like those of his mother, Xiangzhen.

Mu Xiaowu earnestly induced, "Jiayan, I just got lost, I didn't break in on purpose, your Yan family is so big, it's not strange that you can't find a way, right?" ”

Jia Yan glanced at the copper lock on the ground, and smiled at her tacitly, "Don't talk about my sister, but any new servant in the family will always get lost in the first half of the month." But let's get out quickly, if someone from the night finds out later, it's a problem to explain. ”

***

After locking the door, Mu Xiaowu turned to look at Jia Yan who was standing behind him helping to hold the lantern, his pale face was dyed with a layer of warmth by the firelight, and he looked much healthier.

"Inside this room...... Why do you have a water urn? She asked.

Jiayan lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by someone, "Who knows? Sister, let me tell you, there are many strange things in the Yan family, and even I can hear some gossip from time to time. ”

"What?" Mu Xiaowu also followed him and lowered his voice.

Jia Yan swallowed his saliva, "I sometimes hear others talk about it, saying that the reason why our Yan family has made a fortune is because there is a golden Buddha under the house, and it is said that this Buddha is the national teacher of Kublai Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan dynasty, Pa Sipa, who raised thousands of catties of gold and designed and carved it himself, and carried it all the way to China with a white camel." ”

Mu Xiaowu laughed out loud, "Listen to their nonsense, I have only seen the golden Buddha, it is enshrined in the imperial temple in Shengjing City, the imperial temple, it is a royal thing, how can it be buried under the ground of your house." ”

Jia Yan also laughed with her, and then sank his face again, "But some people say that the first money of our Yan family from scratch is not innocent, it is stained with blood." ”

Mu Xiaowu was holding his hand and walking forward, listening to him say it seriously, he hurriedly asked, "What do you say?" ”

"The Yan family started from my great-great-great-grandfather's generation, but he was a prodigal son who couldn't be poorer at that time, where could he accumulate silver?"

"So what?"

"He became a robber, robbed darts, and cut off many heads, and that's why he saved up so much money." After saying that, Jia Yan gasped, as if he was frightened by his own words.