"Uh...... This ......" The white-haired old man was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Hongyan pursed her lips, and she couldn't wait to punch the white-haired old man in front of her to the ground.

You must know that Hongyan has the title of the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, and she herself cares about her face very much, so she naturally doesn't want anyone to see her unbeautiful.

"Okay, little doll, don't be angry," the white-haired old man held up the white cat in his arms to Hongyan with both hands, "Look at how cute my family is fat and white." ”

Don't be angry with your size.

Hongyan couldn't help but roll her eyes, and reached out to touch the white cat's head.

In the deep alley, a tavern was still lit up, and many people ordered some food and sat down to drink.

The red-faced man dressed in black sat alone, with two or three jars of wine in front of him, drinking bowl by bowl.

Although she covered her face, Hongyan still attracted the sideways eyes and eyes of many people in the tavern, and naturally many people went to talk to her, but they were all beaten by Hongyan one by one.

Since then, many people have shy away from being red.

However, there are also some people who are really not afraid of being beaten, or whose strength is above Hongyan, who run to sit at the same table with Hongyan.

"What for, what for?" After a while, the white-haired old man holding the white cat followed, pulled away and pulled away the man who was sitting on Hongyan's right hand, and was stretching his hand towards Hongyan's waist.

"You, who are you? Where did I come from, bad old man, do you know who I am? The man who was pulled apart by the white-haired old man sat halfway on the ground, pointed at him and scolded, "Dare to offend me, believe it or not, I will kill your whole family!" ”

The white-haired old man was silent and slammed his palm on the table where Hongyan was sitting, and suddenly, the table and the wine on the table all shattered into a pile of crumbs.

That's right, it's crumbs.

Such an internal force shocked the men who sat at the same table with Hongyan to crawl on their knees and leave the tavern without even paying for the wine.

Other people who were still peeking at Hongyan from time to time also sat up straight in an instant, and their eyes no longer dared to look at Hongyan.

Grandpa, you ...... You're here to make trouble, aren't you?

Hongyan held the empty bowl and looked up at the smiling white-haired old man rather speechlessly.

"Come on, little doll, sit here." The white-haired old man dragged Hongyan, sat down at another table, and beckoned Xiao Er to go up several good altars of his daughter Hong.

Putting the white cat on the table, the white-haired old man's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

"Little doll, do you want to think about it, let's work together to steal the painting building."

Stealing a painting building? That's what you can say, and you don't want to think about how many mechanisms there are in the building, and how many masters there are in the building, maybe there are a few people in it who are on par with your skills!

Hongyan silently complained a few words in her heart, dipped her fingers in some wine, and wrote on the table: No.

"You little doll, don't open your mind," the white-haired old man was anxious, glanced around, lowered his voice, and said to Hongyan:

"I, I know the location of all the mechanisms in this building. As long as we cooperate, when the time comes, I will take you to avoid the trap and drag the building keeper, and you will only be responsible for stealing the treasure, and we will divide it equally when it is over. ”

Hongyan shook his head, still refusing.

"I saw that you had a wound on your face before, it looks like it should leave a scar, there is an ointment in the painting building, called snow jade ointment, if you use it, the little doll will not leave a little scar on your face."

As soon as the words fell, Hongyan put some silver taels on the table, dragged the white-haired old man and ran.

Entering the painting building again, he followed closely behind the white-haired old man Sure enough, as the white-haired old man said, he knew the location of the mechanism of the painting building, and took his red face to bypass all the traps on the first floor, until the staircase leading to the third floor on the second floor.

Now, because there were no traps, those ants did not appear, which made Hongyan feel much more relieved.

Go around the trap all the way, stun the building guards, and go straight to the fourth floor.

"That's it, that's it." As soon as he went up to the fourth floor, the white-haired old man gave his white cat to Hongyan, and whispered to Hongyan, "I'll go and lure away the building guards, you take Feibai to get something, and Feibai knows where the thing is." ”

As soon as the voice fell, four or five people wearing bamboo-patterned yellow shirts and over half a hundred years old gathered and approached the two of them.

"Let's go!" The white-haired old man gave Hongyan a push and waved his palm at them.

Hongyan hugged the white cat and was fat, and shuttled very quickly to the wooden frame where all kinds of rare treasures were placed, and behind her, two old men who were not stopped by the white-haired old man followed her closely.

From time to time, a palm waved.

The palm wind was strong, and Hongyan didn't dare to take it, so he pushed a wooden frame full of treasures behind him with one palm.

How valuable the treasure is, the two old men knew very well, and hurriedly forcibly accepted it, with gentle movements, holding on to the wooden frame, for fear that the treasure on it would be destroyed.

In just a few breaths, Hongyan was gone, and the angry two stomped their feet.

"Meow...... Meow Meow ...... "When passing by a shelf with many wooden boxes, the fat white in his arms suddenly screamed.

Hongyan hurriedly stopped, Fat Bai jumped from her arms, jumped onto a pitch-black box without any decoration, stretched out her little claws, and pulled the box.

This may be what the old man is looking for.

Hongyan didn't open it to see, hugged the box with one hand, hugged the fat white with the other, and started to run again.

"Liu Gongzi, why is your painting building so noisy today? Could it be that thieves are coming? ”

"There are countless treasures in this painting building, and thieves naturally have them every day."

"But it's such a big movement......"

"It doesn't matter, there are countless mechanisms in this building, not to mention that from the second floor to the fifth floor, there are dozens of masters sitting in the formation, and the safety of Yu Zhenbao can be assured."

There was a burst of laughter, talking, and footsteps getting closer and closer to Hongyan's position.

At this time, Hongyan was hesitating in front of a wooden frame full of ointment.

This...... These dozens of boxes of ointment, and they have not been named, she ...... She really didn't know which box was the snow jade cream.

After hesitating, the two old men had already seen her and quickly came towards her.

casually took two boxes, put them in her arms, Hongyan ran with her fat white legs, the speed was extremely fast, the two old men couldn't catch up with her at all, and they didn't dare to wave their palms again, for fear that they would damage the treasures in the building.

When I ran to the staircase, I saw a young man in his twenties wearing a bamboo yellow shirt holding a folding fan and slowly walking down the stairs with two men in blue and white clothes.

The man is one older and one is younger, and he is the second uncle and brother Qi Hua who are famous.

"Little buns." Qi Hua saw Hongyan, although Hongyan covered her face, and she was wearing black clothes that she didn't like to wear on weekdays, he still recognized her at a glance, and he was surprised.

As soon as Hongyan stopped, he was caught by two old men over half a hundred years old chasing behind him and pressed to the ground.

"Stop, stop." Qi Hua hurriedly ran down the stairs.

The young man folded a fan in his hand to cover his face, pursed his lips, smiled, and waved his hand to make the two old men stand down.

The old man clenched his fists, glanced at Hongyan very depressedly, and then withdrew.

"Little bun, how are you?" Qi Hua picked up Hongyan, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked at Hongyan carefully, "It's not hurt, is it?" ”