Zell met Cheng Ting outside the second hall. He looked up and down at the tall and mighty Cheng Ting, who could both fight and lead the way, and said, "Third Master, are you ready to go?"
Cheng Ting touched his chin: "Don't blow the xun, you can go."
The two coincidentally met, took the lantern, opened their legs, and wandered around Mo Mansion. Zell said nothing and looked around with eyes calmly. Cheng Ting looked at his pigtails and said, "What do you think of Mo Mansion?" "
Zell said casually: "Yes, rich and noble."
"It's indeed good. Don't take advantage of the situation. Just follow Ye Feng and become a familiar family member."
Zell kicked the stone away and said, "I will go back."
Cheng Ting's single slit eyes widened: "You, a prisoner, still want to go back?"
He tilted his head and thought again: "It's not impossible. If one day there is peace talks in the fortress and prisoner exchange between the two countries, you can still go back."
Zell frowned at him, watching him reach out and pick off a hollyhock hairpin and tie it on his temples. He glanced at himself casually, and then moved away aimlessly. In line with his behavior, he seemed to be carefree. Unrestrained and unconcerned with everyone.
"You Han people like to lock yourselves in a narrow place and use books to make your own cages. We don't like that. We like the sky to be wide, to herd horses and cattle, and to be close to heaven, earth and gods."
Cheng Ting glanced at him and felt that Zell's gaze was very explicit, with undisguised desire and wildness, and even a special kind of arrogance.
He retorted: "We call this etiquette education. The reason why mortals are more noble than animals is because of courtesy. You are uncivilized barbarians, no different from animals."
"You Han people are just good at talking nonsense," Zell said, looking at the place where no candles were lit. "We don't accept this."
"It's not that you don't want to do this, it's that you don't have the ability to do it, and you can't even learn it."
Zell sneered: "Whatever you say."
"I'm not just saying this casually. If you really like herding horses and herding cattle, why are you still thinking about breaking in every day? You have a tough mouth. In fact, you learned how to shit in the latrine from us, otherwise you would still be like animals now. There’s shit all over the floor.”
Zell felt that Cheng Ting really deserved a beating. He was no match, but he couldn't really beat him, so he had to swallow his bad breath.
He crushed an autumn grasshopper on the ground with his foot, took out the xun, and blew twice, which made Cheng Ting furious on the spot: "A good student! I can learn how to play the xun!"
The two turned against each other in the blink of an eye, but never left each other. They continued to move forward until they reached Jiu Si Xuan, when Zell suddenly stopped.
Cheng Ting clicked his tongue and said, "This is Mo Mansion's Zhaixue - the place where you study. Don't go in. The smell of books inside is not as fragrant as your horse manure."..net
Zell swallowed his anger, not being as knowledgeable as him, and raised his head to think.
The ancient trees in the courtyard are majestic and their green crowns are concentrated on the top of the pavilion. The breeze is difficult to penetrate, and the coldness that envelopes Jiusi Pavilion is deep and the cold air melts away.
When I looked up, I saw that the trunk of the tree was extremely large and the roots were standing upright. It was impossible to tell when it was planted.
Zell has been here and climbed it.
Climb up and look to the west, you can see Ertang and Changsuiju, which are separated only by a road.
Looking south, you can see the ridge of the library.
Looking north, you can overlook the back garden.
It's an excellent hiding place.
Under the night, Zell's eyes were filled with deep shadows. In the low places illuminated by the fire, there were occasional strings of yellow leaves that had begun to wither, and there were few gaps between the branches.
If someone is hiding inside, it will be difficult to find them without moving.
Just as his eyes were searching inch by inch, he saw several wood babblers, which seemed to be frightened. They suddenly rushed out of the canopy of the tree, making a loud "chirp" sound and jumping between the branches.
When a wood babbler cries, all the nearby wood babblers start calling too. Even the wood babblers in the back garden make a lot of noise, one after another, making endless noises.
Zell's eyes were instantly confused, and no matter how hard he tried to look for the person, he couldn't find any trace.
He frowned, lowered his head, and walked toward the back garden.
On the roof of Jiusixuan, a man wearing a green short brown
The man lay motionless, his head, clothes, and sleeves covered with leaves. A woodbird stood on his head, but he did not move at all.
After a while, Zell turned back, and the cries of the babblers gradually subsided. He looked up at the tree crown, but still found nothing.
It wasn't until Zeer and Cheng Ting were far away from Jiusixuan again that the man on the roof silently jumped down from the roof, shook off the fallen leaves from his body, lowered his head, slightly stooped his back, and walked quickly and silently like a servant of the Mo family. Got out.
The Qiang man discovered him.
He wanted to take action as soon as possible and leave Mo Mansion.
Within a moment of walking out of Jiusixuan, he met several servants carrying medicine residue and preparing to bury it in the back garden. Behind these servants, there were three women, who were completely different from the female members of the Mo family. His figure is upright, his steps are sonorous and powerful, he has a sharp knife stuck in his waist, and his right hand is placed on his waist, ready to draw the knife at any time.
The three of them were standing on the way to the second hall, staring at the people passing by.
The man in Tsing Yi slowed down his pace, turned his eyes slightly, and walked straight forward towards the study.
As he walked, he observed the situation. When he had walked about twenty steps, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Hey, where are you from and what are you doing?"
The man in Tsing Yi quickly stopped, lowered his head and replied, "The person who poured the medicine residue is in a hurry. Come in and relieve yourself."
Seeing this, the person who asked the question asked him to go back quickly, then turned and left.
After the man in Tsing Yi entered the official room, he immediately climbed up the wall, jumped onto the roof of the library, and then jumped from the roof onto a big tree and hid in the canopy.
He looked down from the tree canopy and saw that Mo Mansion, which had been silent all this time, suddenly came to life. The guards were patrolling in pairs, the lights were wandering around, and even the servants' footsteps were hurried.
The soldiers Mo Lingfeng brought back were also walking around with knives.
Mo Mansion has already started searching for him!
He got down from the tree, left the study, and walked to a row of warehouses on the east side of the study.
The servants in the warehouse gathered in the ear room to eat and drink, completely unaware of the changes outside.
The man in Tsing Yi used the moonlight to identify a warehouse where people often come in and out. He found a dusty window in an inconspicuous corner, broke the edge of the window, pushed the window open and got in.
This warehouse was full of camphor wood boxes, and each box had a name on it. He casually opened the box labeled "Big Box A" and saw that it was filled with spices.
Not surprisingly, someone will come to pick up the spices soon - incense will be smoked everywhere in Mo Mansion, day and night, and a lot of spices are used.
He hid behind the window, opened the clear paper on the rhombus grid and looked outside, staring at every move outside.
Four-quarters of an hour later, a servant came with a lantern. He first went to the ear room to hand over the sign, then came over with the key, opened the warehouse door, came in, took a piece of cliff incense, and put it in the wooden box.
Like a ghost, the man in green quietly walked up behind the person, stretched out his hands, and with lightning speed, held the person's head and twisted it hard.
With a "click", the man's neck was broken, and he fell limply to the ground. The wooden box in his hand fell out of his hand, and before it hit the ground, the man in green caught it in his hand.
Without any extra movement, he stuffed the body into the camphor wood box, held the wooden box in his hand, and walked out of the warehouse to the second hall.
