In the secret room of the ancestral hall of the Tang Gate, a wisp of green smoke rose up.

Grandma closed her eyes and took a deep breath in front of the green smoke, and slowly exhaled her back against the bamboo chair in satisfaction.

"If you help me this time, the drug room will be targeted by the family business, aren't you afraid of ......" Tang Jiu'er stood opposite, his eyebrows and eyes were full of worry: "Did they find out that Hua Rou is Tianmai?" ”

"The more you hide, the easier it is to be targeted, otherwise, what will the family business do with someone to clean up Huarou? This may well be a temptation! ”

Grandma opened her eyes and looked at Tang Jiu'er: "On the contrary, it's you, how good it would be to let them all get out of the house quietly, even if they are all dead at this time, they don't dare to say it." ”

"If the person who beat me at the door of my poison room really swallowed this breath, is it still me?"

Grandma laughed at this time: "So! You don't want to endure it anymore, why should I endure it, not only have I wronged you, but it is also easy for them to think that I want to cover up. ”

Tang Jiu'er smiled bitterly when she heard this: "We have endured so much, but we still can't get peace." ”

Grandma sighed: "Yes, the more you endure, the more flamboyant these two become, and it's time to teach them a lesson or two, but it's ......"

Grandma's fingers tapped on the table: "Before Hua Rou can hold up the drug room, we still have to be peaceful, understand?" ”

"I know."

"The matter of poison work...... Is it still delayed? ”

The corners of Tang Jiu'er's mouth twitched: "I'll start teaching tomorrow." ”

Grandma smiled with satisfaction when she heard this: "As long as the drug room grows stronger, no matter how crazy they are, it's useless!" ”

Tang Jiu'er didn't say anything to echo this, nor did she open her mouth to object, she just looked at the tablet looming in the green smoke and picked out her fingers.

Grandma closed her eyes and took a deep puff of green smoke.

……

At the end of the day, the moon was dark and the wind was high and the dew began, and Hua Rou, who had been kneeling in the courtyard, got up.

After kneeling for too long, her knees were numb and painful, so she rubbed her knees for a long time before she recovered and moved back to the West Wing.

Linlin, who was sleeping beside Yu'er in a daze, woke up when she heard the movement, rubbing her eyes and complaining softly: "You can be counted in!" It's really a dead eye, and I'll come back after kneeling for a while, but I'm kneeling until this time. ”

"Master asked me to kneel and let me think clearly, then I thought about it well." Hua Rou said and smiled at Linlin, at this moment her eyes were a little less innocent and a little more growing.

Lin Lin looked at her and blinked: "Then you should have figured it out?" ”

"Hmm." Hua Rou nodded: "I can be good, but I must not be weak and bullied, otherwise those people will always keep making trouble for me, I can hide once, I may not be able to hide five times or ten times, not to mention my own safety, it's always like this, don't the people around me also have to follow me to suffer?" ”

Hua Rou said that she had come to Yu'er's side, she looked at the bruises on Yu'er's body, and apologized: "I must learn kung fu well, and I must learn the most powerful kung fu, not only to protect myself, but also to protect the people around me!" ”

"I don't want to be bullied, only self-improvement."

"Yes!" Hua Rou grabbed Yu'er's hand, and tears appeared in her eyes: "Only self-improvement." ”

Linlin looked at Hua Rou's back, and a touch of envy rose in her eyes.

Hua Rou, one day, you will be as strong as Master, and where will I be at that time?

……

Night, quiet.

Inside the Tang Sect, the disciples' rooms, whether they were occupied by one person or several people, were all snoring.

A short blade pried open the window, and Tang Lin entered the room of the disciples in the organ room like a black cat, and quietly walked to the beds of the disciples he suspected, carefully checking their shoes by the glow of a night pearl.

After putting them down, he went out, closed the window, and then looked at the transept next to the main hall not far away.

After a moment's hesitation, he walked over.

The window was not closed, it was ajar, and he looked in, then turned inside.

Inside the house, Mu Junwu slept soundly and breathed a long time.

Tang Lin quietly approached, picked up the shoes under the bed and looked at them, put them back in place, and turned around to leave, but noticed the drawings placed on the table.

He groaned slightly, came to the table, and looked through them one by one with the night pearls.

There was nothing special about the mechanism diagrams, each drawing a kind of mechanism, but just as he put down the drawing, a small patch of light gray on the drawing made him feel wrong.

So, he picked up the drawings again, and examined them one by one in the dark light, and soon he found the difference, the light gray, which were the slight ink marks left by the ink through the back of the paper after the previous layer of paper had been written.

Tang Lin stared at the ink seal, trying to piece it together and restore, and soon he had three words in his head: Guiguzi.

Tang raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then put all the drawings in place, and was about to withdraw, but at this time he noticed the breath behind him, although the breath was still long, but there was a trace of unevenness.

Tang Lin was shocked and immediately turned back. He saw that Mu Junwu was still lying on the bed, but he opened his eyes with his eyes closed and was looking at him.

"Awake?" Tang asked calmly, as comfortable as the owner of the house.

Mu Junwu sat up: "You turned the paper and woke me up." ”

No anger, no surprise, the same calmness, rather unimpressed.

Tang Xiaoyan turned his head and looked at the paper on the table: "What are you drawing?" ”

"Nothing." Mu Junwu yawned as he spoke, and sleepiness flashed in his eyes.

Tang Xiao was silent, he seemed to hesitate, and after a while, he suddenly looked at Mu Junwu: "Guiguzi." ”

A trace of panic flashed in Mu Junwu's sleepy eyes, and then disappeared, regaining his calmness and calm: "I don't understand what you said. ”

Tang Lin caught this trace of panic, at this moment he knew that Mu Junwu's intentions must be related to Guiguzi, but he whispered to Mu Junwu: "Don't worry, I haven't been here." ”

After Tang Lin finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the window.

After Mu Junwu paused, he immediately went to the table, looked through the drawings nervously, and then put them into the book on the side.

After doing this, he rubbed his hands together and walked around the room with some uneasiness before lying back on the bed.

He lay quietly, but his ears kept listening to the breeze fading away......

Then, his nervousness, restlessness, and anxiety all disappeared, and instead showed a hint of a meaningful smile.

……

The sky was just dawning, and everything was still hazy.

Tang Jiu'er, who hadn't slept well all night, spread his hair and came to the table in the main hall with a smock, twisting the mechanism without even lighting the lamp and candle.

The wall cracked, revealing hidden compartments and wooden cabinets, and she opened the third compartment and pulled out a thin silver box.

Placing the box on the table, Tang Jiu'er lit the candle at this time, and then she touched the silver box with both hands, and waited for ten breaths before opening it as if she had really made up her mind.

"You're finally useful."

Tang Jiu'er's expression was solemn, although he was muttering softly, but his faint voice was not only full of excitement but also sighing.