Zell met Cheng Ting outside the second hall, he looked up and down at the tall and mighty Cheng Ting, who could not only fight, but also lead the way, and said, "Third master, let's go?"

Cheng Ting touched his chin: "Don't blow it, you can go."

The two coincided, took the lantern, opened their legs, and wandered around the Mo Mansion, Zell did not speak, his eyes looked around quietly, Cheng Ting looked at his pigtails and said, "What do you think of the Mo Mansion?"

Zell casually perfunctory: "Yes, rich."

"It's really good, don't eat pots, follow the Leaf well, and be a familiar household."

Zell kicked the rocks, "I'll go back."

Cheng Ting's eyes widened: "You prisoner still want to go back?"

He tilted his head and thought again, "It's not impossible, if one day, the fortress talks and the two countries exchange prisoners, you can still go back."

Zell frowned at him, watching him reach out and pluck a hollyhock hairpin on his sideburns, his gaze swept casually over himself, and then moved away aimlessly, matching his demeanor, as if he was carefree, unrestrained, and inattentive to everyone.

"You Han people like to lock yourself in a narrow place and use books as a cage, we don't like it, we like the sky and the earth are wide and the earth is wide, horses and cattle are grazing, and we are close to heaven and earth and God."

Cheng Ting glanced at him, and also felt that Zeer's gaze was very explicit, with undisguised desire and wildness, and even a special arrogance.

He ridiculed him: "We call it etiquette education, the reason why mortals are more valuable than beasts is that you are courteous, you are uncivilized barbarians, no different from beasts."

"You Han Chinese just can't talk about heresy," Zell looked at the place where there was no candle, "We don't eat this."

"It's not that you don't eat it, it's that you don't have the ability to eat, and you can't learn."

Zell sneered, "Say whatever you want."

"It's not just me saying it, if you really like to herd horses and cattle, why do you still want to come in every day? You have a hard mouth, in fact, you learned from us how to in the thatched hut, otherwise you would still be all over the ground like beasts."

Zeer felt that Cheng Ting's mouth was really underbeaten, he was not an opponent, but he couldn't really beat him, so he had to swallow this evil breath.

With one kick, he trampled on a grasshopper on the ground, he took out the Xun and blew it twice, and Cheng Ting, who blew it, blew it on the spot: "Scholar! Learn all the blowing!"

The two exchanged enemies in the blink of an eye, but they did not give up, and continued to move forward until they reached Jiu Sixuan, and Zell suddenly stopped.

Cheng Ting sighed: "This is the Zhaixue of Mofu - that is, the place to study, don't go in, the books inside don't have the fragrance of your horse manure." net

Zell swallowed his anger, not as knowledgeable as he was, and looked up in thought.

The ancient trees in the courtyard are grandiose, the canopy is thick and green, condensed at the top of the Xuan, the breeze is difficult to enter, the cold and deep shrouded in Jiusixuan, the cold air melts but does not disperse.

When I looked up, I saw that the trunk of the tree was very large, and the roots were standing, and I could no longer tell when it was planted.

Zell has been here before, and he has climbed up there.

Climb up and look to the west, you can see the second hall and the long house that are only separated by a sandwich road.

If you look south, you can see the ridge of the study.

Looking north, you can overlook the back garden.

It's a great place to hide.

In the night, Zell's eyes were full of deep shadows, and the low places illuminated by the firelight, with occasional clusters of yellow leaves, had begun to wither, and there were few gaps between the branches.

If someone is hiding inside, motionless, it will be difficult to be detected.

Just as his eyes were searching inch by inch, he saw several thrushes, as if frightened, suddenly rushing out of the canopy, making a loud "chirping" sound, jumping between the branches.

A thrush called, and all the nearby thrushes followed suit, and even the thrush in the back garden was noisy because of this, one after another, and the noise was not stopped.

Zel's gaze was instantly confused, and no matter how much he tried to find someone, he couldn't find any trace.

He frowned, hung his head, and headed out into the back garden.

On the roof of Jiu Sixuan, a man was wearing a cyan short brown

The man lay motionless, and his head, his placket, and his sleeves were covered with leaves, and a thrush stood on his head, and he did not move.

After a few moments, Zell turned back, the thrush cries subsided, and he looked up at the canopy, but still found nothing.

It wasn't until Zeer and Cheng Ting moved away from Jiu Sixuan again that the people on the roof jumped down from the roof without a sound, shook off the fallen leaves on their bodies, and hung their heads like people from Mofu, slightly bent their backs, and walked out quickly and silently.

The Qiang found him.

He wants to start as soon as possible and leave Mofu.

Less than a moment after walking out of Jiu Sixuan, he met a few subordinates carrying medicinal residues, and was about to go to the back garden to bury them, behind these subordinates, there were three women, who were completely different from the female dependents of the Mo family, with a straight body, sonorous and powerful steps, a sharp knife inserted in his waist, and his right hand was placed on his waist, and he would draw a knife at any time.

The three of them were standing on the way to the second hall, staring intently at the people passing by.

The man in Tsing Yi slowed down, his eyes rolled slightly, and he walked straight forward towards the study.

As he walked, he observed the situation, and when he walked about twenty steps, a shout suddenly came from his side: "Eh, where are you and what are you doing?"

The man in Tsing Yi hurriedly stopped, lowered his head and replied, "Those who pour the dregs of medicine, are in a hurry, come in and relieve themselves."

When the questioner saw this, he told him to go and return quickly, and then turned and left.

After the man in Tsing Yi entered the official house, he immediately climbed the wall, jumped onto the roof of the study, and then jumped from the roof to a big tree and hid in the canopy.

He looked down from the canopy, and saw that Mofu, who had been silent, suddenly "lived" at this time, and the courtyard patrolled in pairs, and the lights wandered with it, and even the footsteps of the subordinates were in a hurry.

The soldiers brought back by Mo Leaf were also walking around with knives.

Mo Fu has already started searching for him!

He came down from the tree, left the study, and walked to the row of warehouses on the side of the study.

The people under the storehouse gathered in the ear room to eat and drink, completely oblivious to the changes outside.

The man in Tsing Yi took advantage of the moonlight to identify a warehouse that people often come and go, found a long-dusty window from an inconspicuous corner, shook the window edge, and pushed the window to get in.

This storeroom was full of camphor wood boxes, each of which had a font number on it, and when he opened the box with the "big box of A" on it, he saw that it was full of spices.

Not surprisingly, people will soon come to fetch spices - incense is smoked all over the Mofu, day and night, and spices are used in large quantities.

He hid behind the window, poked open the bright paper on the rhombic lattice and looked out, staring at every move outside.

Four quarters of an hour later, a servant came with a lantern, first went to the ear room to hand over the sign, then came with the key, opened the door of the storeroom, came in and took a piece of incense, and put it in the wooden box.

The man in Tsing Yi was like a ghost, quietly walked behind the visitor, stretched out his hands, and held the head of the visitor with lightning speed, twisting it hard.

With a "click", the neck of the person who came broke off, fell to the ground softly, and the wooden box in his hand was taken off before it landed, and it was taken in by the man in Tsing Yi.

Without any superfluous movements, he stuffed the corpse into the camphor wooden box, held the wooden box, walked out of the warehouse, and went to the second hall.