Huang Nei held the torch and tiptoed open the door of the antechamber. His heart trembled slightly with the sound of "squeak-".

"This is the Frontroom." Huang Neishou muttered to himself and stepped in, the torch flickered, and the two eyes stared at the Bogu frame and couldn't pull it off.

The silver bowl with the pattern of flowers and birds shining with quiet light, the crystal clear water jade spring cow, as well as the agate cup, the three-color shanzi, the gold leaf clam box, the jade watermelon, the Qingzhou stone inkstone, the most worthless is the short dagger inlaid with red treasure in the corner.

Huang Nei's eyes wandered, and he spat on the ground fiercely, and cursed: "So many treasures are placed on the bright side? Xie Jiu is dead?! His pair of dark blue eyes finally stopped on the short dagger embedded with red gems, frowned, and muttered in confusion: "How do you put a dagger?" Puzzled, his hands were not idle, he grabbed the jade watermelon and hugged it in his arms, leaving behind what he had just said about smashing him.

"Hehe, it's a good thing that Ma Ming didn't follow!" Huang Neishou snickered and sucked the saliva on his lips, feeling that whether it was a gold leaf clam box or a three-color mountain, it should belong to him. Maybe he didn't give birth to eight hands, Huang Neishou rolled his eyes, thought about it for a while, and scolded himself: "Oh, you're stupid!" Wrap around with a table circumference! As he spoke, he put down the torch, tore off the table and spread it on the ground, pulled all the ornaments on the Bogu shelf into it, left the short dagger alone, jingle the bell and made a pile, tied the knot on his shoulder, and pushed his back upward, very heavy, very steady, very good.

Huang Neishou was about to leave, and then he thought about it, it was not okay to go like this, since he came, he had to make some appearance to show the princess. Again, he put down cruel words in front of so many guards, and he couldn't be looked down upon. So, Huang Neishou casually knocked down the tables, chairs and benches, took two steps back to see, felt that it was not messy enough, and dragged down a few landscape paintings hanging on the wall, and tore them on the ground with a clatter, making the front hall a mess.

"Well, that's going down." Huang Neishou tightened the burden on his shoulders, turned his head, and saw the red treasure dagger embedded on Bogu's shelf. What Xie Jiu can see should not be ordinary. Huang Neishou gritted his teeth, and finally took off the dagger and pinned it to his waist.

Huang Neishou held the burden in one hand, and walked out of the front hall with a torch in the other, secretly finding a secret place to hide first, and then coming to pick it up later. And so on, people don't know. He thought about walking from the front yard to the inner house.

As I walked, there were faint human voices intermittently entering my ears with the wind.

"Huh? Eat...... Fish? ”

"Look at you...... Dirty ......"

"Give...... Put it in ......"

The huge mansion is quiet and abrupt, and the human voice is particularly strange and abrupt.

Huang Neishou paused, so frightened that his lips were dry, his throat was itchy, his legs were trembling, and he was about to pee his pants.

It can't be that you hit something unclean, right? Huang Nei's whole heart was pinched in one place, not up or down, not down. It took him a long time before he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "It's strange, I, I'm passing by." He looked around with dark blue eyes, and as far as the eye could see, it was dark and deep, and the shadows of the trees were longing, but the torch he was holding was shining brightly.

Huang Neishou grunted, swallowed his saliva, and said in a loud voice: "I, I passed by, you also passed by, let's, let's say goodbye!" "Nodding his head is considered a salute.

Huang Neishou stood there holding his breath, pricking up his ears to listen carefully, and it was really silent. Only then did he settle down a little, and he raised his legs and wanted to leave, but his feet did not obey the call, and he couldn't take a step after walking a few times.

Huang Nei was in a hurry, sniffing, flattening his mouth, and two lines of hot tears flowed silently. Fortunately, there is still a heavy burden on his back, which can barely soothe his broken glass heart.

In such a situation, Huang Neishou suddenly remembered Ma Ming's benefits, choked up and muttered to himself: "Ma, Manager Ma, come and save me!" ”

Ma Ming, who was far away outside the gate of Xie Mansion, was sitting on a horse, boredly bending the horsewhip in his hand, where did he know that the Huang Nei attendant inside the door was panicked and wept.

Huang Neishou didn't know how long he stood in place, but he finally felt where his legs were. Huang Nei couldn't help but be overjoyed, breathed a long sigh of relief, and just took a step, feeling as if he was stepping on a stone, and his feet were distressed.

"People are unlucky to drink cold water and stuff their teeth!" Huang Neishou muttered impatiently, his feet retreated, wanting to kick the uninteresting stone to Java, and when he looked down, it was round and rumbling, and the color was bright and white, "Hey, what is this?" Huang leaned over and pinched it on his fingertips, and couldn't help but "hehe" Yile and raised his eyebrows, "Dongzhu?!" ”

Huang Neishou stretched out his torch and probed forward, and there were at least five or six scattered on the ground in front of him.

"Oh, I'm just a fortune boy!" Huang Nei's heart was full of joy, and before the tears on his cheeks dried, he burst into a happy smile. He pouted his ass and picked it up and put it in his arms, occasionally humming a few little tunes that were out of tune. It didn't take much effort, but I picked a dozen of them.

He was picking up Huanshi, when he suddenly heard someone above his head asking: "Huh? Why did you come? ”

"Whew! Busy, aren't you?! Huang Neishou replied smoothly, and after that, the whole person was like falling into an ice lake. He slowly straightened up with trepidation, raised his eyes to follow the prestige, and saw that not far from him, there was a low table at the corner door, and a small tandoor was set on it, and there was a copper pot on the stove, and the pot was steaming, and the tempting aroma wafted out.

The man sat in the shadows, and the half-light of the tandoor roughly outlined the man's thin figure, but he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Listening to the man's voice, he was not very old, he was a teenager.

"You...... Wait for me? Huang Nei stretched the torch forward, and then he saw that there were five or six porcelain plates on the low table, and what was in the dishes was not real, but he saw a white cat washing his face in a hurry.

The hot soup in the copper pot was tumbling, the white cat licked its paws, and the man said slowly: "No, the little belly that Ah Leopard eats is round and you came." There was resentment in his words. It seems that he and Huang Neishou are old friends who have not met for a long time.

Huang Neishou broke out in cold sweat and hot sweat, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, he couldn't move for half a minute, he opened his mouth wide, his eyes locked on the man and the cat for a moment, and asked suddenly: "You, are you a human or, or a ghost?" ”

Huang Nei's eyes were dark and blue, and the whites of his eyes were very distinct, and when he asked, his eyes were round, and he looked very funny. The man didn't know whether it was for his words or for his appearance, and he couldn't help laughing, "Ha! You trespass into Xie's mansion and steal treasures, and that's it. ”

Yes? Trespassing? Stealing? Just?

Huang Neishou was dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to argue for a moment.

"I have stolen from you, and you have tried to take my life. Therefore, the servant of the house protects the master's heart, and he misses you to death. Between the words, there was actually some regret.

"Killed?" Huang Neishou looked left and right, "Who did you kill?" ”

The man raised his chin, pointed at the Huang chamberlain, and said in a deep voice, "You! ”

"Me?" Huang Neishou curled his index finger, pointed at the tip of his nose, and shouted loudly: "I'm standing here well!" What are you talking about, you ...... kill" Speaking of this, Huang Neishu instantly realized, and the person sitting in front of him was Xie Jiu.

Xie Jiu actually slandered him for making money and killing people? And to lynch him?

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