Author: Hua Zhiwan

After turning on the light, Lan Shuang felt a little confused for a moment. She stared at a certain point in a daze and did not take action immediately. After standing for a while, she realized that the knocking and footsteps outside had disappeared, so she carefully walked to the door, opened it and walked out.

Probe.

The lights were on in the corridor, but it was quiet.

She turned to look at the third floor again, but unexpectedly met a pair of gloomy eyes.

This time she was so frightened that her heart almost flew out of her throat.

What does it feel like when you look up and see a head drooping on the railing that looks like it's "not dead in sight"?

Thank you for the invitation. The person involved said that she was very happy and felt that her soul left her body for a moment, and she managed to survive by holding on to it with all her strength.

888 screamed directly in her head.

Lan Shuang made a sound through her teeth and asked with a smile: "Uncle Butler, are you imitating a zombie here?"

The housekeeper stared at her expressionlessly, his eyes moved slightly, and he gave a weird smile: "Sixth Miss is indeed disobedient. It's so late, where are you going?"

Lan Shuang continued to smile: "Go to hell, do you want to come with me?"

housekeeper:"……"

As if he didn't expect her to answer like this, the housekeeper was stuck for a moment.

His dead face that had not changed for thousands of years finally had a new expression. He frowned and scolded: "You should stay in your room at night. Miss Sixth, please go back now."

Lan Shuang shrugged, "I understand, so why don't you keep walking outside? What if you disturb others?"

The butler said with a smile: "I will go to rest after everyone has received milk."

"Oh, then - good night."

Lan Shuang waved to him and lazily walked to her room. However, as soon as she entered the door, she leaned on the door panel and patted her little heart. "I'm scared to death. This housekeeper is really haunted. Why is he always staring at me?"

Where are you with me?"

888 nodded: "I also feel that he pays really high attention to the host and is inexplicably hostile."

"Is it because I had a grudge against him in the past?" Lan Shuang touched her chin, "But looking at the diary, Xiaoliu doesn't seem like someone who would have conflicts with others at will."

888 was helpless and said: "I don't know either."

"Ah, host, it's ten o'clock!"

Something rang in 888 Ding's mind, and he quickly reminded Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang nodded, leaned on the door panel and waited for a while, and finally heard the sound of coming downstairs.

"Is the housekeeper gone?"

888 took a look: "Let's go!"

Lan Shuang became energetic. The next moment, the door panel shook and someone was knocking on the door.

It seemed like it hit her heart from afar.

She pursed her lower lip and did not open the door immediately. She was afraid that she would see the butler's dead face when she opened it, so she asked first: "Who?"

The knocking on the door stopped, and someone leaned against the door and smiled softly, "Big Bad Wolf."

The deep voice seemed to ring in her ears, and Lan Shuang's heart skipped a beat.

After thinking about his posture for a moment, he probably had his face pressed against the door, his head lowered, and maybe there was an uninhibited smile on his lips.

Lan Shuang was silent for a moment, then opened the door, and a tall figure slipped in through the gap.

There was a "pop" sound and the room fell into darkness. Lan Shuang was startled. The next moment, someone covered her mouth and held her wrist against the door. Jiang Lusheng whispered in her ear: "Little rabbit is very courageous.

Even the big bad wolf dares to let in."

What kind of weird play is this?

Lan Shuang pursed her lips in confusion, and smacked the palm of his hand, "Do business first."

Jiang Lusheng retracted his hand regretfully, "Okay."

Lan Shuang took his hand and walked to the table, raised her chin towards the milk, "You didn't drink this, did you?"

Jiang Lusheng shook his head, "I didn't drink it, I can smell something wrong."

"Huh? How did you smell it?"

She looked Jiang Lusheng up and down, and suddenly asked: "You must have used your own ability, right?"

Jiang Lusheng nodded: "The world this time is quite special. The restrictions on the soul here are very small, so I can mobilize part of the power of the body without worrying about destroying the balance of heaven here."

Lan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. This way our safety will be more guaranteed."

She told Jiang Lusheng what had just happened and reminded him: "There should be a camera in your room. Remember to block it when you get back."

"Hmm." Jiang Lusheng picked up the milk, shook it and said, "So we want to use this thing instead of the white pills?"

Lan Shuang smiled and said: "This is better."

He raised his eyebrows, "How do you make the butler drink it?"

Lan Shuang smiled and said nothing.

…

Ten minutes later, they stood at the door of the butler's room.

Jiang Lusheng knocked on the door with a calm expression, "Dong dong dong"

The housekeeper opened the door, Jiang Lusheng took two steps back, and then the housekeeper took two steps forward, "Miss Third, what are you doing--"

With a sound of "Bang——", the housekeeper's eyes widened and he slowly fell down.

Lan Shuang, who had ambushed behind the door of another room in advance, hit him on the head with a stick. The strength was just right, and the housekeeper fainted.

Lan Shuang threw away the stick, turned around and brought the milk on the table, and said to Jiang Lusheng, "Here, help me."

Jiang Lusheng understood, held up the butler's head, pinched his mouth open, and Lan Shuang poured all the milk in.

Neither the white pill nor the stick can guarantee that he will sleep until dawn, but the glass of milk can, and this time is enough time for them to do anything.

There was no nonsense between the two. After filling the milk, Jiang Lusheng dragged the housekeeper back to his room, and Lan Shuang found two keys on him.

"Only two?"

She frowned.

Jiang Lusheng put it bluntly: "Maybe he can't go to other rooms because of his identity."

Lan Shuang was relieved and held the key tightly, "Let's go, I guess there is one here for the warehouse, that's enough."

"Um."

The two closed the door and immediately went to the warehouse. The door of the warehouse was still unlocked. Jiang Lusheng groped on the wall for a while, found the switch and turned on the light.

Lan Shuang immediately came to the cabinet where the gardening tools were locked, took a key and tried it. If it didn't open, she changed to another one. This time she inserted it easily and turned the lock to open it.

She turned to look at the drawer on the other side, tried it with the previous key, and opened it.

She immediately pulled it open and found a pistol inside. When she took it out, she knew it was a real gun.

"Why is this pistol here?"

She took it and looked at it, frowning.

Jiang Lusheng took out two small shovels and said, "You will know later. Let's dig up the soil in the garden first."

"Yes." Lan Shuang took a shovel and followed Jiang Lusheng to dig the soil.

When she arrived in the living room, Lan Shuang subconsciously looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw no one else.

The two of them quickened their pace and went out.

The street lights in the manor lit up, looking distant like stars falling into the mortal world.
Chapter completed!