However, at that time, I was not aware of the presence of other people's breath.

It should be a person with extremely high martial arts, no wonder Nangong Xuan will pull this girl and let this girl not get into trouble, this girl can't afford to provoke that person at all.

But from this point of view, Nangong Xuan, this girl is a little cold, a little boring, but her heart is still quite good, and she must be a good match for her senior brother.

On the second day, there were obviously many more people in the city and the court, and it seemed that they were all very concerned about the treasures obtained by the painting building.

Naturally, many people want to keep the treasure for themselves.

Therefore, the people who went to the painting building to steal treasures went one after another, but none of them came back, and those who went evaporated from the ordinary world and never appeared again.

When the night came, he changed into black clothes, covered his face, and wrapped a black ribbon around his neck, and after a rush on the roof, he arrived at the painting building.

It is said that the painting building is heavily guarded, and there are many masters in the building.

If you think about it carefully, if there are not a few masters in this painting building, then wouldn't the treasures in this building be stolen early?

Hongyan half-knelt on the ground, lifted a tile, and looked down.

The building was not very dark, and a few red candles were dancing and emitting a warm light.

There is no one to inspect, and this painting building is too bold.

After looking at it for a while, there was no one patrolling the building.

Hongyan covered the lifted tiles back in place, flew down, and slipped into the building through the window, with very little movement, almost nothing.

But as soon as he stepped into the building, Hongyan stepped on a trap.

'Whoosh' Several sharp arrows shot out from the picture scrolls hanging in the front and back of the left and right buildings, and shot at Hongyan at a very fast speed.

Almost at the same time, when the sharp arrow was fired, Hongyan immediately lowered his body and lay on the ground.

Sharp arrows whizzed over her head with a strong wind.

Fortunately, the response was fast, and if it was a little late, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Although this catastrophe was avoided, Hongyan did not relax.

Although Hongyan is already very careful, it is inevitable that he will still touch some mechanisms.

Rao is so good at being so good, but he also suffered a lot of losses in this painting building organ, not only his clothes became tattered, but even his hair was cut off by the organ.

I heard that the treasures of this painting building are all collected between the second and fifth floors.

Standing on the last step of the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor, the red face darkened and hesitated for a long time.

Although she was curious about the treasures and secrets in this painting building, the master said that she should not steal them.

Therefore, she came tonight, not for the treasures, but simply to find out the situation of those who came to the painting building to steal the treasures, and to see the masters of the painting building.

But just curious, I lost my life in this painting building, or was seriously injured or something, and I really lost a little.

Hongyan sighed, a little unwilling, but helpless, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he saw a white-haired old man by the door, and he didn't notice it at all.

The old man was short and bloated, holding a white cat in his arms, and was grinning at Hongyan.

Hongyan was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and just stepped on a slightly raised piece of wood on the ground.

I looked around nervously, but found that nothing had happened.

Because Hongyan destroyed many traps on the first floor, the white-haired old man hugged the cat and came to Hongyan all the way unimpeded.

He seemed to be very familiar with the building.

I knew that Hongyan had only destroyed many traps on the first floor, but there were actually many traps on the first floor that were intact, and the white-haired old man hadn't touched any of them.

Hongyan looked at him vigilantly, and the hand holding the dagger tightened and tightened in his sleeve.

"Don't be so nervous," the white-haired old man said with a smile to Hongyan, "I'm also here to steal treasures, I saw that your little doll is good before, why don't we cooperate, get the treasure, and half of each person after going out." ”

Hongyan frowned, not looking to believe the white-haired old man's words.

After all, when did our white-haired old man come, he didn't notice it, but he could know that this white-haired old man's martial arts must be above him, not to mention, he seemed to know this painting building very well.

However, I don't know where he came from, so I can't trust him easily.

Hongyan shook his head, raised his leg and was about to leave.

"Hey, you little doll, don't be in a hurry to go," the white-haired old man saw that Hongyan was leaving, and hurriedly blocked Hongyan's way, "I heard that every treasure in the painting building is priceless, you really don't think about it?" ”

"Rustling ......"

"Rustling ......"

There was a faint sound of the ground rubbing against the ground.

When the white-haired old man heard this, he glanced at Hongyan and looked at the staircase leading from the second floor to the third floor.

By the dim candlelight, it was faintly visible that a group of thumb-sized black ants were crawling towards them on the ground, not very fast, but much faster than ordinary ants.

At a glance at those ants, Hongyan recognized that these ants were exactly the same as the ants that gnawed three drunken men into three white bones last night.

Thinking of the scene I saw yesterday, I have seen so many more now, and I touched hundreds of ants crawling together, and Hongyan's heart was tense for a while.

With a flick of his sleeves, the red face swept past the white-haired old man and escaped through the window from which he came.

Since she escaped from the studio, it was only a matter of a short breath.

"Hey, you little doll, why did you run away first." The white-haired old man saw that Hongyan had escaped, and he hurriedly performed light skills and left the painting building.

When I arrived outside the painting building, the moonlight was just right, and Hongyan leaned against the tree, looking at the painting building standing quietly in front of him.

"You little doll, it's not grandpa, I said you," the white-haired old man hugged the cat, walked to Hongyan's side, and said angrily, "I didn't remind grandpa, I almost fed the ants." ”

Hongyan was silent.

Seeing that Hongyan didn't answer, the white-haired old man sighed and said, "Hey, I ran for nothing again, and I didn't get any treasures." ”

Again?

Hongyan turned his head and looked at the white-haired old man beside him who was now stroking the big white cat in his arms.

"Don't look at me like this, I really didn't get anything, it was only the first floor just now, and the painting building hid all the treasures from the second to the fifth floor, and the first floor really didn't have anything but this trap......"

The white-haired old man muttered a lot, and his face frowned when he heard it.

"I also blame you, little doll, if you cooperate with grandpa and me, maybe we can get a lot of treasures. As long as it is sold and sold, we will send it, send it. ”

Could it be that he is just an old man who is greedy for money and knows martial arts?

"Little doll, why don't you speak? Ay? The white-haired old man turned his gaze to the veil of red face, "What are you doing with the veil at night?" ”

As he spoke, the white-haired old man actually tore off the veil of his red face directly,

As soon as the veil was pulled, the face of the red face was instantly revealed, like a demonic face, and the scars on the face, from the corners of the eyes down, the length of the thumb, were already scabbed.

Hongyan was a little annoyed, covering the wound under the corner of her eye with one hand, and retrieving the veil from the white-haired old man with the other.