Cheng Ting is still bragging for Wu Jin: "See my big dog, I can't find such a smart one in Mankuanzhou, I don't squeak when I see a good person, I can bite off my cheek when I see a bad person, now I am old, and it is easy to learn, I used to see Mr. Zhao who taught us to obey, and now I see Wu Jin and obey."

Zell didn't see anything unusual, there seemed to be only dead things on the roof, it was the wind that had blown the dead branches and leaves, he turned his head to look at the old yellow dog, his teeth were shaky, he was licking the bones, and said to himself, "Silly dog."

He picked up the wine cup and drank it in a big gulp, the wine was fragrant through the bottle, the entrance was strong, and it cut his throat, and after a sip of wine, his lips, teeth and tongue were all filled with the aroma of wine, and his ears roared constantly, and he couldn't hear any sound.

Cheng Ting chattered: "Don't look at me as an old-fashioned dog, I have studied in the state school for several years, I am loyal and righteous, and when I see me, I will stick to me......

Zell turned his head to look at the dog again, and saw the dog lying on the ground, rolling his eyes.

He cut off large pieces of mutton, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and the wine was appetizing, and the mutton could taste some of it, while chewing.

Cheng Ting's noise made him unable to think, so the pain was limited, and his head was like paste, and he didn't know what to hate Mo Lingfeng - killing his father and brother, arresting him, sparing him, giving him a little sweetness, and then destroying without care.

"What can I do for you?" Cheng Ting's words clearly drilled into his ears.

He looked over in surprise and saw that Cheng Ting was also looking up at him.

Cheng Ting's eyes, words and deeds were full of drunkenness, but they were pure, not like he wanted to solve trouble for his best friend, but sincerely wanted to help him.

He picked up the wine cup and touched it with Cheng Ting.

The two of them took off most of the sheep and drank three jars of wine, Zeer wanted to go back to Mo's house, Cheng Ting sent him out, and then turned his head and went into the official room.

He used a horsetail toothbrush dipped in locust paste to clean his teeth, asked people to bring hot water, rubbed himself red with bath beans, crawled out to dry his hair, changed his clothes from the inside out, raised his arms, and put his sleeves to the tip of his nose to sniff vigorously.

There is no smoky wine and meat, the whole body is fragrant, a breath in the palm of the hand, smell hard, there is still a smell of wine, so let people have a strong tea.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, raised his head, puffed out his cheeks, and rinsed the "gurgling" sound, and suddenly the hem of his clothes was pulled by something, he was startled, "poof", the tea squirted out of his mouth and nose, choking his face was red and his ears were red, and he coughed.

"Old Huang, itchy teeth?"

The old yellow dog yelled twice, and he frowned and walked out, "Someone's coming?"

He glanced around, found no clue, ordered his subordinates to guard the door, hurriedly ran through the weeping flower gate, walked to the door of the backyard, saw the main house lit by candles, a maid guarding the door, saw him coming, opened the curtain, he breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped in.

The house is divided into two with a four-fold screen, and an incense burner and a bamboo smoke cage are placed outside, the incense is curling, warm and pleasant, and the candle flame in the lampshade moves slightly, and the light and shadow of the house also shake a little.

A maid was flipping through her clothes in front of the bamboo smoked cage, and when she heard Cheng Ting coming in, she hurriedly got up and quit.

Cheng Ting's whole person relaxed, and walked quickly around the screen: "Hui ......"

Behind the screen, Xu Huiran sat on the edge of the bed, her abdomen was high and bulging, she was only wearing her underwear, her hands were crossed in front of her abdomen, her face was full of fear, her tears had dried up, and a sharp knife stretched out from behind her and stood firmly on her neck.

Huang Yiren squatted behind her, raised his index finger, put it to his mouth, and "shhhh

「…… Don't!" Cheng Ting's voice was hoarse, his mind was out of his body, there was only a "boom" sound left in his head, his body quickly cooled down, and the wine he drank turned into a cold sweat in an instant, revealing it.

People came and went outside the door, and there were little girls chattering, but no one knew what happened in the house, and the sound gradually dispersed, leaving only the people in the house to confront each other.

Cheng Ting opened his mouth, beads of sweat from his temples pooled on his chin, dripping to the ground, and shattering into eight petals.

"Who are you?" He lowered his voice as low as he could, and slowly moved one foot forward, a cold light flashed on the sharp knife, and the blade shrank inward, and he immediately retracted his foot.

He spoke incoherently: "Let her go, you hijack."

I, I have rough skin and thick meat, and my family is also thick...... Do you want silver or gold? There is also gold, and there is a lot of it, not very much, and it is given to you."

His shadow on the ground trembled and trembled violently.

Xu Huiran clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound, afraid that the thief would be ferocious, and he was afraid that Cheng Ting's mind would be disturbed.

She looked at Cheng Ting, like a big bird in the water, falling flowers and flowing water, trembling, her hands clenched into fists tightly, and the green tendons on her forehead burst out, which was distressing.

"The Mo family has treasures, but no one knows them," Huang Yiren said, "You are familiar with the Mo family, and you are studying in the Mo family, even if no one tells you, you must have noticed the clues and said, where is it."

Cheng Ting's eyes widened: "Treasure? Are you talking about the Leaf? The Leaf is the treasure of the Mo family, and everyone in Kuanzhou knows it!"

Huang Yiren sneered, "Think about it, I'll give you ten counts."

"Ten."

Cheng Ting sweated out layer after layer, and his whole person seemed to melt, he held on, and his brain was spinning wildly.

Where is the treasure of the Mo family?

"Nine."

"No, I haven't heard of it, you tie me up......

"Eight."

"You kidnap me and go to Mo's house! My uncle loves me and will tell you!"

When he was frantic and tried to perfunctory, Huang Yiren was unmoved, and counted the past one by one, Cheng Ting's mind was like a pot of porridge, chaotic and hot, he only hated himself for not being able to conjure up a mountain of gold and silver, and said nonsense: "In Shuohe!"

"Lie!" Huang Yiren's knife tightened, and there was immediately a blood mark on Xu Huiran's neck, dripping onto the placket of his clothes, "The Shuo River is full of quicksand, how can you hide things!"

"In their house!" Cheng Ting's voice changed tone, hurried and sharp, "In the Mo family!"

"Nonsense!" Huang Yiren said coldly, "The Mo family's land has been turned over, no!"

Cheng Ting was shocked, and at the same time, a statue of Jizo Bodhisattva sitting on the blue lotus flashed in his mind, hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest, silent.

Huang Yiren immediately noticed the slight change in his expression, and put one hand on Xu Huiran's abdomen: "Say!"

Xu Huiran's face was as white as paper, and he almost fainted.

Cheng Ting exclaimed in surprise and took a step forward suddenly, "You let go of her, I say!" You're going to let her go!"

His lips trembled, watching Huang Yiren's knife move forward, holding Xiao Ji with one hand, and taking a deep breath: "I'm just guessing—"

He walked forward, cautiously, and stopped by the candlelight: "My uncle only trusts Leaf, Leaf used to go to Xiongshan Temple when she was a child, she didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, she must have gone to see the treasure you said."

Huang Yiren asked, "Evidence! What did she go to see at Xiongshan Temple?"

Xiongshi Gorge is a natural danger, and it is indeed a place of hiding.

"Look at the fish!" Cheng Ting blurted out, "She likes to watch fish!"

He reached out and grabbed his ear, tugged at the placket of his clothes, and all his movements fell in Huang Yiren's eyes.

Huang Yiren stared at Cheng Ting, slowly withdrew the sharp knife, inserted it into his waist, and covered Xu Huiran's lips with his free right hand, and then opened the five fingers of his left hand and grabbed her abdomen hard.