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In the dead of night, only the patrolling guards were still walking around the courtyard in King Jing's mansion, and the rest of the people had already fallen asleep.

It's already September, and the night is very cold.

The guards on patrol change shifts every two hours, and each shift is divided into two teams, one in the front yard and one in the back yard.

The night was dark and the wind was high, except for the mournful cries of autumn insects, the whole palace was very quiet.

By the bushes in the backyard, a dark shadow slowly walked against the wall, and at the slightest movement he bent down and did not move, very alert.

After a long time, he finally came to the door of a room, the door was locked, but he did not move the lock, but with the force of his arms, he directly removed half of the door.

Then he gently leaned the door against the wall and stepped inside.

Because of the dim light, he walked very slowly, for fear of touching something and causing a disturbance and alarming the patrolling guards.

However, he didn't seem to have been here once or twice, he was already familiar with the layout of this place, and soon found a cabinet in front of it.

I opened the cabinet and groped from top to bottom, and found a roast goose, a large pot of steamed buns, and a large plate of beef that had been cut.

That's enough for three or five grown men to eat.

He wrapped all these things in a large cloth and wrapped them in a burden to carry on his back.

Then he turned to the other side and pulled out a large jar of wine from under the board. The wine was still a complete jar and unopened, and the jar weighed twenty or thirty pounds.

But in his hand it was light and dexterous, as if it had no weight.

He went out and put the door back on, then went back the way he had come.

Although the Jingwang Mansion is heavily guarded, there is always a gap in the middle, and this person seems to be very familiar with the time of the guards' shift handover and the patrol line.

So he didn't meet the guards along the way.

Finally, he walked into a moon door, and on the moon door was written two large characters--- "Tiger Garden".

This is the place where the prince raises tigers, but because of Zhong Ye and others' reports, the man-eating tigers here have already been executed.

Later, I also got a few tigers from other places, but because they were not adapted to the water and soil, they all fell ill and died.

Later, some people said that tigers should be raised from a young age, so they got a few tiger cubs and put them here, and now they have been raised for more than half a year and have become half-grown tigers.

A high fence is set up in the tiger garden, which is enclosed in a circle, and the place inside is also very large, with three or five acres, and there are rockery ponds and marshes in it.

Tiger breeders regularly release food, mostly live pigs and chickens, into the area every day in order to keep the tigers wild.

Of course, if someone makes a big mistake, they will also be thrown in.

The tall figure climbed over the fence and jumped in.

The tigers inside stood up alertly, but then recognized him and lay down again with a little frustration.

"Hehe, you soft worms, you've only been fighting for a few days before they've all softened!" The man sneered in a low voice, "Useless thing! ”

He was unusually large, and his teeth were so white that he could see clearly even in the dark.

This person is none other than Zhong Ye, the vanished Super Brave Gong, or rather, he should be called the wanted criminal Zhong Ye.

It turned out that since Wei Yining told him about Guo San that day, Zhong Ye was very attentive and wanted to find out the matter.

Coupled with those rumors outside the city, it was obvious that they were deliberately targeting him, and Zhong Ye decided to find a place to hide.

And the most dangerous place is the safest place, so he took advantage of the night to hide in King Jing's Mansion, and then hid in the Tiger Garden.

After all, no one would come to search this place, and no one expected that someone would live with a tiger.

As for the gourd and the winter melon, he had already let them hide so that they would not be imprisoned like last time, and they were now staying somewhere in the country, and they didn't have to worry about anything to eat or drink.

Zhong Ye hides here during the day, because there is a rockery here, which is specially built for tigers, which can accommodate several adult tigers to cool in it, and of course can accommodate Zhong Ye.

In the evening, he would come out and check on and get some food by the way.

Just to be on the safe side, he had to be extra careful all the time. So even though he has been hiding here for more than half a month, he has not investigated any particularly useful clues.

After all, the courtyard where King Jing lived was three floors inside and three floors outside, and the places where the people lived were too concentrated, and there were more than ten or twenty people sleeping in one room.

Zhong Ye was hungry after enduring it for a day, so he carried the back of a tiger's neck and pulled it to the side of the rockery, and the tiger cowered and did not dare to resist.

Zhong Ye sat there and leaned against it, as comfortable as leaning on a brocade bag.

When these tigers first saw Zhong Ye, they were still showing their teeth and claws, but they were beaten by Zhong Ye with his fists and ping pong, and they all clamped their tails, and they didn't dare to act aggressively anymore.

Zhong Ye first slapped the mud seal on the wine jar, tore off the red cloth, and drank a few big sips.

Then he opened the baggage and grabbed the steamed buns and meat in it and ate them indiscriminately, like a whirlwind and clouds.

When he finally finished eating, he burped and rubbed the greasy on his hands directly on the tiger.

Then he took two more sips of wine and rinsed his mouth.

Then he got up and inspected the place he had been staying in, and when he saw that nothing suspicious was left, he went to the rockery to sleep.

Early the next morning, the people in the room came to work, and the two people in charge of opening the door opened the door while talking.

This one said, "Is it because of the recent rain?" Why is this door shaft a strong hair shaft! ”

"This door panel has been around for some years, so I can change it as soon as possible." The other was a little impatient: "Have you heard, others don't open the door in the morning." ”

"What do you mean by not opening in vain?" The other is curious.

"You're such an idiot, you don't even know that." The other sneered and said, "You think, it's just the two of us who opened the door so early." Take anything and who can see it? Isn't it nice if you don't say that I don't say it? What's more, feng shui takes turns, and the matter of getting up early to open the door is originally a rotation, so no one says anything, and it can be regarded as taking care of each other. ”

It turns out that these people who work in the dormitory are used to getting things from here.

The door is locked every night by the person in charge here, but when you open the door, you take turns. The one who opens the door must not only open the door, but also remove the ashes from the stove and pour it out, and also boil hot water.

It's hard work, so no one wants to do it. Gradually, however, I learned to benefit from it.

It's just that recently, everyone has found that there seem to be fewer things in the room than before.

But no one pursued it carefully, but when it was their turn, they took more, and they were very at ease.

Zhong Ye didn't dare to take too many things in the room at first, for fear that the people there would shout and expose his stuffing.

But now he can take it boldly, because the one who locks the door and the one who opens the door are never the same person.