In the middle of the night, the danger was saved.

Yue Guanchao and the three of them returned to the Liyuan Hall with heavy thoughts, and they saw the owner of the building standing outside the hall pacing back and forth, and it seemed that they were really in a hurry.

He saw Lou Yunxian's carriage enter the alley, and happily hurriedly greeted him:

"Yun Xian, why did you come back at this time, were you discovered?"

Yue Guanchao released the reins and jumped off the carriage:

"Let's go back to the courtyard, there are some things that are not suitable to be said here."

A few people returned to the small courtyard, and Yue Guanchao informed the owner of the building about the cause and effect of today's occurrence, and he was scared into a cold sweat when he listened to the whole process.

"The Chao family has set such a big situation, no wonder they tried their best to persuade wine at the banquet, and they dragged it out until dusk to let us come back, and now I think about it, just to leave enough time for you to steal it."

The owner of the building stared at him suddenly: "Then, their purpose is also for the tomb." ”

"You guys, you guys, you guys, won't affect the troupe, right?"

Yue Guanchao guessed that Lou Wenliang was so anxious, not only worried that they would not be able to come back, but also worried that the Futang class would be dragged into the water.

The troupe, which has been in business for decades, really shouldn't be affected, he looked at the owner of the building: "Don't worry, the Chao family has a request from us, and it will definitely not embarrass us." ”

Yue Guanchao looked at the pitch-black sky outside the window:

"It doesn't matter if it's the Tang family or the Chao family, fortunately, they are only interested in treasures, as long as they get the treasures in the tomb, they have no intention of taking human lives."

"Now, it depends on whether the Tang family is willing to give up half of the treasure."

The owner of the building learned that his lover was in danger and that the troupe was fine, and the big stone fell to the ground in his heart, and he finally became sleepy after half a night, and said goodbye to everyone and went back to rest.

For a time, in Lou Yunxian's small courtyard, only Song Yuelou was left.

He whistled with his knuckles, and the sky was dark and green light danced.

The sparrowhawk was hovering outside, reluctant to stop on the flower stand, and when it saw that there was no danger, it landed on the stone table in the courtyard.

Yue Guanchao carefully looked at it with the lantern, the sparrowhawk was as white as a crane, his eyes were like torches, his aura was overflowing, and the bamboo tube tied to his feet was naturally a book to be delivered.

Yue Guanchao sat on the stone bench and looked at Song Siyuan:

"This beast is in good spirits at night, why don't you send a letter for me first, eight hundred miles, how can you say that you have to fly for a few hours."

Song Siyuan understood, took out the white paper of the silkworm cocoon, and wrote a sentence in the blank:

The Chao family knows everything, and recently set up a bureau to invite the king into the urn, willing to provide the direction of the tomb, and the treasure of the underground capital needs to be divided into two, can it be allowed?

With a small head and neat handwriting, Song Siyuan's handwriting is indeed much better than herself.

Yue watched the tide and admired it, stuffed it into a bamboo tube and tied it back to the eagle's feet.

"Fly!"

"Why don't you leave?"

This sparrowhawk didn't leave, even if Yue Guanchao picked up the feather duster to make a gesture to fight, it was only a few flutters, and he had no intention of flying.

"Could it be that we guessed wrong, this is not a messenger eagle!"

Yue Guanchao turned behind Bai Ying, he saw Bai Ying staring at the eaves of the courtyard, and curiously approached to take a look.

Inside the cage, there are live rabbits squeaking.

The three of them looked at each other and did not say a word.

"This hare was given by the owner of the hall, and I heard that it was wild meat from the depths of the White Mountain, so he specially bought it from the market and gave it to us to replenish our bodies!"

Lou Yunxian said so, and Yue Guanchao certainly understood what she meant.

He picked up a knife from the small stove room, bled neatly, peeled, hollowed out, washed, wiped it with star anise, pepper, salt and other things, and lit a fire to bake for an hour.

The sparrowhawk was like a half-grown child, and he didn't leave around Yue Guanchao, staring at the roasted rabbit with stunned eyes, and when the burnt incense hit his ears, it was completely cooked.

"Tut-tut, Brother Eagle, eat and drink enough to get on the road."

Yue Guanchao took out a bowl of water from the stove room, tore half a rabbit into meat strips, and put it on the table and pushed it to Sparrowhawk.

Gurgling, fluttering.

The sparrowhawk ate with relish, and when it was full of food and drink, it spread its wings wide, fluttered and took off into the night sky.

"I am willing to move only when I am full of food and drink, how can this beast look so much like a person."

"Who?"

Song Siyuan gulped down the remaining rabbit legs.

"Yue Erpao."

"Hahaha, are you okay with him like that!"

"Just don't let him hear it."

As they were muttering, the window behind them suddenly opened:

"I've heard you, you're so unrighteous that you're waiting for me to fall asleep and roast the rabbit."

Going downstairs, Yue Guanhai didn't see outside, picked up the rabbit leg and gnawed it, eating a mouth full of oily flowers.

"Don't say it, roasting a hare is better than cooking."

Song Siyuan and Lou Yunxian are also pampered daughters, I haven't seen anything delicious and fun, and I can praise this hare, which shows that the roast rabbit is really delicious.

"That's must, my brother's craftsmanship is a must, when we were young, we often went to the forest to steal game, beat the roe deer scoop fish, and the pheasant flew into the rice pot, but it was fragrant, and I loved to eat roast pheasant."

Yue Guanchao sat on a stone bench and looked at his companions, this feeling of the rest of his life after the danger had a particularly comfortable sense of blandness, he didn't think about anything, and lived a quiet life.

However, the world is at ease, most of them seek to be in the middle, to be in the middle, to be in the middle, and to be able to get down, and this kind of day must not be the norm.

The words were divided into two ends, Yue Song was staying up all night chatting, but the sparrowhawk was not idle, soaring in the sky as fast as the wind, and stopped in front of the Jingci Hall all night.