The next few days were harder, during the day I pretended to be nothing, played with the other people in the yard every day, occasionally teased Catherine, and seemed to live a comfortable life, but in the evening, when I had gone to bed, I quietly got up and slipped out to the address provided by the "lark" to observe. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info After all, this blood feud is a big deal, and it is not allowed to be sloppy, at that time, it was just that the perpetrator was wearing a red robe and armor, plus it was dark and there was a lot of chaos, his appearance was really not clear at all. And now the object of suspicion is only similar in appearance, and he was indeed in the north during that time, or in the army, which makes it even more suspicious. But suspicion is suspicion, after all, there is no substantial evidence, rashly go up to seek revenge, I may not be able to defeat him in terms of magic alone, plus he is still a relatively large family in the Kaishi Empire, so he can't act rashly without a definite certainty. Because once I do it, if I am captured, even if I grit my teeth and resist, maybe the white ghost, Catherine, and the big tree will be implicated.

Yes!

I silently opened my mouth and yawned, rubbed my bloodshot eyes, moved my stiff limbs, and cursed in my heart about this damn weather, the day is hot to death, who knows that it is a little cold in the middle of the night. Waiting here for three nights in a row, the courtyard seemed very quiet, and there was not even a sound or light in the middle of the night, which was rare in Luohui City. Compared to other big families, the courtyard in front of us is not luxurious, even inferior to the place where we live, and the door is a little rotten, and it looks tattered. According to the lark, most of the yard is inhabited by his mother, who has slept so well these days that she doesn't have to get up at night. Forget it, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger, and the sky is about to dawn, if you still get nothing, then you will stay up all night in vain these days. As soon as I gritted my teeth, I approached the corner of the wall, bent my waist, and slid quietly past with a shadow step.

Not to mention, this stack of shadow steps is really good, and I rely on it when I go out of my yard at night, otherwise it would be really difficult to escape the guards of my brothers. After a long time of tossing and turning, I fell into this strange compound. Although my steps were as light as possible, my heart was slowly rising, and curiosity and curiosity were urging me to move forward step by step.

The courtyard was even more shabby, with only a well, a stone table, and a pile of firewood in the corner next to it, and there were three houses in front of me, the smaller one on the west side looked like a utility room or kitchen, and the other two must have been the main hall and bedroom. I made up my mind, thinking that if someone found out, I would immediately slip away while it was still some night, and I would really not be able to tell if I was a voyeur or a thief, and if Catherine and the others knew, I really couldn't explain it.

As I wandered by, I approached the room in the middle, my ears pressed against the crack in the door, and I tried my best to listen to what was going on inside. "If only there was some eavesdropping technique, it wouldn't have to be so hard. I thought so and listened as best I could. But a few minutes passed, and there was no movement at all. Gritting my teeth, I gently pushed the door.

I didn't expect this room to be unlocked, and with a nudge, it opened with a "squeak". My heart was pounding, too, and it was so obvious in the silence of the night. What should I do, can I get in? Forget it, since I came, I have to take a look, otherwise it will be too much of a loss. I was like a thief, and I was no different from a thief, and I bent over and entered.

The inside of the house was pitch black, but there was a smell of incense, so I guess there was a place to worship a shrine or something. In the darkness, I didn't have any fire folds with me, so I could only look at the layout of the room by the starlight. This room is the main hall, six chairs are placed in two rows on both sides, and in the middle are two Taishi chairs, the overall layout is staggered, coupled with this antique furnishings, it seems that this owner is also an elegant person. After settling down, I noticed a large scroll painting hanging behind the Taishi's chair, so I stepped forward to take a look. But after all, this is the interior of the room, and the objects in the painting are exquisite, so it seems to be blurry in this environment, and it is completely impossible to see what is being painted. But this is not difficult for me, silently reciting the magic flare, controlling the skill, and a slightly glowing light cluster appeared in the palm of the hand, this brightness is controlled just right, neither too conspicuous, but also able to see the painted object clearly.

In this painting, a man with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a white robe, is standing under a fruit-bearing tree with a slight smile, and his hands are beckoning forward, as if to welcome something. Although it may seem like an inconspicuous portrait of a person, it makes some sense when you think about it. Since it is hung in the main hall, presumably if this man is not the head of the family, he is the ancestor of the family, but since a person of such status, in this solemn place of the main hall, how can he use this somewhat nondescript painting, at least it should be a very formal, or kind or serious person there, sitting and standing, this is all said in the past, but in this painting there are fruit trees and beckoning, it does not seem like a formal worship at all.

Thinking of this, I was puzzled all of a sudden, it seems that this man is not simple, there must be a story in this family that outsiders don't know. Inadvertently, when I looked away from the man in the painting, I noticed that the lower corner of the painting was a little different through the change of light and shade. There was some reflection in the dim light, not very noticeable, but in the darkness, there was still a feeling. I subconsciously touched it with my hand, and the paper in this place had slight wrinkles, while it was much smoother than in other places. Maybe it's because it's damp and dark, so I didn't think much about it and put the painting in its place.

When I looked down, I smelled a very strong fragrance, and when I looked closely, it turned out that there was a small incense burner on the ground under this painting. The smell is so strong, and the smell is weird, it's going to be a big deal in an instant. Seeing that I couldn't help it, I quickly covered my mouth and sneezed fiercely.

There was a muffled noise, and I looked around, and after a long while, I found that there was no sound around me, and I secretly felt that it was dangerous, and if someone heard it, it would be over. When he turned around, he was shocked by the scene in front of him in a cold sweat. I saw the slightly violent sneeze just now, and the rapid gushing air flow blew directly on the small incense burner in front of me, and the incense ashes in the incense burner scattered, revealing the incense that had not yet burned out.

The flame was gone, but I was already there. Looking at the situation, someone should have been in this room not long ago, and it shouldn't have been a long time since I was standing to offer incense, maybe it's next door, maybe I haven't fallen asleep yet. As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a little flustered, and he got up and prepared to leave. But at this moment, a miserable female voice came from outside the door, and I froze in place.

"Are you still not used to smelling this aroma?"