Chapter Seventy-Six: Jute Cloth

I can't afford to lose this matchup. Xie Yan clenched his fists slightly, and a belief in "victory" was hidden under his eyes.

The housekeeper secretly glanced at Xie Ye, and according to his years of experience, he still faintly felt that there was a shallow worry hidden behind his apparent calmness.

Glancing at Lian Wu again, he found that his respectful appearance on the surface was very different from the past, "She won't want to sneak attack, right?" ”

An idea crept into the butler's mind, and he slowly moved out of the crowd, and some of the guards slowly followed him.

Because the housekeeper's surname is Liu, and he is quite trusted by Xie Yan, and he is usually quite generous to the guards under him, the guards call him Liu Ye.

"Master Liu, what are your orders?" As the guard "Scar" spoke, he looked behind him and saw that no one was following him, so he made a sound.

"Did you let us secretly burn down the Rejuvenation Pavilion?" After the guard Scar finished speaking, he still cautiously glanced to the left and right, and then a yellow linen cloth in the shed on the right side caught his attention.

Because the yellow linen cloth is padded high, there must be ... Personally, perhaps.

Could it be that someone is secretly tracking and eavesdropping?

His eyes were attracted by the strange place he saw, and he was about to move over, but was stopped by the butler.

"Look, there's a gap in there, and you can climb into it from there."

After listening to Scar's previous proposal, the housekeeper wanted to say no, but just as he wanted to open his mouth, reason controlled him again...

It seems that there is no better way to do it than this at the moment.

In fact, if he was not mistaken, at the moment when the raindrops fell, Lian Wu's eyebrows spread out to both sides, as if premeditated...

Could it be that this rain was deliberately done by someone on purpose?

If, not, Lian Wu is happy about something-anyway, the purpose is to kill Xie Ye, but this should be the reason why Xie Ye is worried.

On the table, that is, in front of many people, Lian Wu can't ask for Xie Ye directly, but in secret, or with the help of something, then maybe...

The days are today, and in secret... Rejuvenation Pavilion, right.

The butler opened his eyelids, which were still a little heavy, and the brown wall not far away caught his attention.

The guard Qingyan followed the butler's gaze, "Master Liu, we can climb up from there, and then jump on the eaves and enter it to light the fire." ”

"Okay." Liu Ye nodded.

Although the passage to enter the Rejuvenation Pavilion had been preliminarily determined, he still had to be cautious, so he wanted to hear Scar's opinion.

Scar was interrupted by his words, and just wanted to say what he doubted.

Liu Ye's words rang out again, "Hurry up and tell me your judgment on the feasibility of this method." ”

Then, he turned his head to Scar, and the seriousness in his eyes calmed Scar's heart.

Forget it, that should be... I still answered Liu Ye's words first.

Moved his gaze slightly forward, and with experience, he thought about it as quickly as he could.

"There shouldn't be much of a problem."

"Hmm..."Liu Ye's heart was a little unhappy, Scar, this kid is quite quick in doing things, why did he ask him a word today, and he was still stumbling...

"Master Liu, let's go quickly... lest you have long nights and many dreams. Qingyan looked at Liu Ye's brows and frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart, so he hurriedly took advantage of the current incident to divert his focus.

Although Liu Ye is usually very good to his subordinates, as long as it involves the safety of Xie Ye, he never jokes.

"Hmm..." Liu Ye nodded, his voice was a little deep, he pursed his lips slightly, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the wall.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the jute cloth, although it was extremely quiet, but because Scar's attention was subconsciously placed there, it was particularly piercing in the ears.

As soon as he turned his head...