Granny Zhang seemed to be very familiar with the paths in this courtyard. She probably also knew that no one would wander around the house late at night, so as soon as she left the Liuxiang Pavilion, she strode forward with her head held high, not paying attention to what was behind her.
A few feet away, Qiao Xianyong followed her lightly.
Qiao Xianyong did not relax for a moment, staring closely at Granny Zhang in the darkness, fearing that he would lose sight of her if he was not careful. He saw her hurriedly walking into the garden and walking along the northwest trees.
Go, and when you reach the end, you turn around for some reason and suddenly disappear.
Qiao Xianyong opened his eyes and looked forward, but he couldn't see Granny Zhang's figure when he looked left or right. He carefully followed the route that Granny Zhang had taken just now and walked forward until he reached the northwest corner of the courtyard, where Granny Zhang was.
When he disappeared, he saw on his left hand side the small door with mottled red paint that he had seen when he was walking in the courtyard.
Could it be that Mrs. Zhang sneaked into this door? What secret is hidden in this door?
Qiao Xianyong couldn't help but remember that when he approached this door a few days ago, he accidentally heard the moaning coming from it. Qier, who was present at the time, also heard it, but because of the shrill voice in the middle of the night, Qier was frightened and begged Qiao Xianyong.
When he returned to his room, he didn't come here to find out what was going on. Now that he was here, no matter what role Mrs. Zhang played here, he needed to find out clearly.
Qiao Xianyong touched his back. He was so anxious that he didn't have Mo Jian with him. He could only take off the Xiansong Sword that he always wore on his body from his neck and pulled it out in case of emergency.
Qiao Xianyong pushed gently, and the red wooden door was not locked like last time. Therefore, he opened the door to a gap that allowed people to pass sideways, ducked in, and closed the door again.
By the starlight, Qiao Xianyong looked at the small courtyard in front of him. It was an ordinary courtyard. There was nothing in the courtyard, not even the common stone chairs and benches. At first glance, it looked like an abandoned courtyard.
.There are only a dozen semicircular door openings surrounding the courtyard wall, just like the cave dwellings where residents of villages and towns on the northwest plateau live. Each door opening looks like a room, but the door is closed tightly.
Qiao Xianyong looked around and saw that the semicircular doorway of the second room to the north seemed to be open a crack, and there seemed to be a faint candlelight coming from it. He thought for a while and tiptoed to the door.
, looking in through the crack in the door.
I saw a short man with his back to the crack of the door, holding a candlestick in his right hand. Judging from his figure and hair accessories, this short man was Mrs. Zhang who had just disappeared in this small courtyard!
Qiao Xianyong didn't dare to express his anger. He only heard Mrs. Zhang drink in a low voice but with high airs, "My surname is Li, my patience with you has been worn out for so many days. Do you want to say it or not?"
Who is Mrs. Zhang talking to? Is there someone secretly being held in this mansion?
The man seemed to have exhausted all his strength and managed to speak, "Mr. Zhang, I've said it many times, I really don't know."
There was nothing special about this man's words, but for Qiao Xianyong, it was like a bolt of lightning flashing across his mind and heart! This man's voice was very familiar to him, but it was the head escort of Baisha Escort Agency!
When Qiao Xianyong walked into this small courtyard, thousands of thoughts went through his mind, thinking that there might be disobedient servants or maids imprisoned in this courtyard, but he never thought that the people imprisoned in this courtyard
It turned out to be his acquaintance Li Biaotou! So, if Li Biaotou was imprisoned here, are the other members of the Baisha Escort Bureau in the dozen or so closed rooms next to it?
Why? Why would this mansion imprison Li Biaotou and others here? What does his mother have to do with this incident? Qiao Xianyong felt shocked and angry, and wanted to shout out immediately. But he calmed down and thought, mother
It's been a long time since he came to this house in Anjiang City, and Butler Yan has always been guarding the mansion here. Could it be that Butler Yan was the one who took the lead in all of this? But he couldn't figure it out even though he thought about it.
What kind of relationship can the Baisha Escort Agency in Guang'an in Outer South City have with Butler Yan?
Seeking wealth and killing! An idea flashed through Qiao Xianyong's mind. Although he didn't know what the Baisha Escort Bureau was holding, he knew from the many people from the green forest who came to rob him along the way that there was probably something valuable in it.
Honey. Is it possible that shopkeeper Yan is doing the same thing as a white knife goes in and a red knife comes out? No, my mother probably doesn’t know about this yet. She has to tell her overnight that this house is not safe. It is better to persuade her to straighten out the family style and clean up as soon as possible.
portal.
Qiao Xianyong was thinking nervously, but because he was too close, he accidentally touched the doorframe and made a "bang" sound.
Mrs. Zhang seemed to have extremely sensitive hearing. She immediately turned around and shouted in a low voice, "Who is it!" Then she took two steps toward the door, about to open it and check.
Qiao Xianyong's huge figure at this time was afraid that he could no longer hide it. He thought to himself that he could only fight head-on. Could it be that he was being taken advantage of by this woman? He opened his mouth and was about to answer, but who knew that someone suddenly ran behind him?
A black shadow covered his mouth and whispered in his ear, "Don't make any sound, lean against the wall, it's dangerous!"
Qiao Xianyong could only describe it as dumbfounded. When he thought of Butler Yan, he didn't know that it was Butler Yan who was covering his mouth. He was about to question, but saw Butler Yan step forward and open the door, and then immediately opened the door.
He closed the door, but left a crack, presumably so that Qiao Xianyong could still hear him outside.
I heard Butler Yan laugh "Haha" and say, "Po Zhang, it's me, Lao Yan! Why are you so nervous? You also know that my house is as safe as an iron barrel. You can still get in in the middle of the night."
Who can’t come in?”
But Mrs. Zhang didn't seem to find it funny. She glared at Butler Yan fiercely and said in a low voice, "I didn't know you would come here tonight! Why, you, Butler Yan, also want to have a hand in this matter? Old lady and you
Say, take care of the things that are yours to take care of, and stay out of the things that are not yours to interfere with!"
Butler Yan still laughed "haha" and said in a deep voice, "Grandma Zhang, you can be so domineering even though you are following someone from the main mansion. Don't forget whose territory this is. Besides, this matter
You've been doing this for so many days, but you haven't come up with a Chou Yin Mao. To tell you the truth, the higher ups have long been dissatisfied with you! Otherwise, do you think Lao Yan is willing to take care of your nonsense?"
When Mrs. Zhang heard what Butler Yan said, her face turned pale with shock and she stood silently.