Hong Xie saw everything in her eyes, she watched her young master talking and laughing pretentiously with Wu Zheng in the Spring Man Garden, watching him pass through the crowd in a clear and clear manner, watching his face A bit of resentment appeared little by little, watching him walking alone in this alley.
Red Scorpion thought about killing the guy named Wu Zheng with a stab in Chunman Garden. He thought about using poisonous smoke to kill the crowds in front of Chunman Garden. He also thought about stepping forward to comfort her young master so that he knew he was in him. Someone was always by his side in times of adversity.
But Red Scorpion held back all this, because the master's confession was only to let her and the young master not let him do anything stupid. She wanted to do but didn't dare to do other things, for fear that the master said she didn't understand the rules.
She didn't want to be an unruly slave and maid in the eyes of the master, because then she might never see the master again.
Only then did she notice that the direction of the young master's home was deviated, and then she showed up to remind her.
Linghuzhi didn't look back, but stopped, and looked up at the sky on the alley. The sky was so blue and washed. It should be a good weather, a weather that can make people feel good, but here and now But his mood didn't get better.
Then Linghuzhi continued to walk in the direction he anchored as if he had heard nothing.
"Master, wrong! Going home is not here." Red Scorpion reminded again.
Linghuzhi nodded and said with a bitter smile: "I know, I just want to walk around casually."
Red Scorpion said: "Master, do you want to find Diao Wumao? Or Tian Chong?"
Linghuzhi shook his head: "No one is looking for it."
Hong Xie said: "But if the young master goes further, the alley ahead is the underground contact point between the Diao Family and the Blood Pond Gate in Shendu."
Linghuzhi smiled slightly: "Really?"
"Didn't the young master know it a long time ago?"
Linghuzhi asked, "Do you think that Tian Chong's waste will be there now?"
Hong Xie shook his head and said, "He is not here, he has always been in the secret room of Diao's house."
Linghuzhi asked in surprise: "Have you seen him at Diao's house?"
Hong Xie nodded, and Linghuzhi didn't look back but smiled: "It's a pity that the spy department's trash, so many people are not as good as my Hong'er alone."
Red Scorpion did not speak, but his face hidden under the veil was slightly red.
Linghuzhi continued: "Who do you think of the Diao family will be?"
"Diao Xiao, the members of the Diao family were all scattered before, and now they have no face to come back. Now there is only one Diao Xiao left beside Diao Wumao."
"That's it! Very good!"
"Master, what do you want to do? Master ordered..."
Red Scorpion hadn't finished speaking, and Linghu Zhizhi said, "Don't worry! I won't do stupid things."
Hong Xie nodded, but he was skeptical, and followed Linghuzhi to an ordinary small courtyard. The courtyard door was dilapidated. The door goddess of Spring Festival couplets on the door was almost the same as the other courtyards in the alley. The walls were also overgrown. Weeds that can be seen everywhere.
Several children ran from one end of the alley. The child with him was a little fat man. He was the happiest runner holding a candy painting in his hand. He looked like a prestigious kid king.
The children passed by the two of them, and looked curiously at the big sister in red with a red gauze. She seemed to be curious about why she was so good-looking but she had to cover her face. Could it be the front? The elder brother has too high-sightedness, and thinks that his wife is not good-looking, so he can't be embarrassed? That's why I asked my eldest sister to cover her face
The children ran away, and Red Scorpion's eyes cast into the distance, as if he had seen himself far away.
At this time, Linghuzhi knocked on the door rhythmically. There was no sound in the door like a deserted empty yard, but Linghuzhi was very patient and knocked a few more times. After only three times, the door finally came in. Hear footsteps.
What came out was an old man who was over sixty years old. The old man hunched up and looked up at Linghuzhi with great difficulty, but this look made his dizzy eyes clearly shine.
"You... why are you?"
Linghuzhi smiled and said: "Why can't it be me? Also... (End of this chapter)