When the bearded Liu Tong saw the cave, he knew that his chance had come!

If the scene where the bearded Liu Tong talked to Yinlang was seen by the old man Zihai and Zhao Ganyu, I really don’t know what they would think.

However, the old man with purple hair had already escaped from Lei Ling Feng Xing, and could not see or hear again.

His body is so fast that people can only capture it with light and shadow, but not with their bodies, because it is impossible to be as fast as him.

Under the moonlight, there is an ancient wooden house with the back of the house leaning against the cliff, and there are stone walls and wooden fences around the side of the house. There are also a few pheasants in the fence, and there are several vegetable gardens outside the fence.

Beside the mountains and rivers, you can reach another place by just following the Iron Lock Bridge. It seems that that place is still a pond, and it is full of the ultimate beauty of scattered and uniqueness.

"Old monster, this house is not bad!" Zhao Ganyu only felt his eyes lit up.

"That's it." Si Wanjue nodded proudly and continued happily: "I don't even look at whose house it is. Is this house good?"

"Old monster, when did you move?" Zhao Ganyu was a little confused because the last time Si Wanjue lived on the top of the mountain.

A question came out of my mind, isn’t that old monster’s home that is tall and climbed to the top? Why did he move here?

"Little monster, when have you become confused?" Si Wanjue glanced at Zhao Ganyu contemptuously and continued, "I am so smart, how could I continue to stay in any place? Is it almost the same to be killed by some old people?"

At this time, Zhao Ganyu seemed to have figured out this key, and it was indeed the case, because in this case, it would be dangerous to stay there.

This is just like why Zhao Ganyu moved out of the beach house. Even if Si Wanjue lives in the hopeless mountain thousands of meters away, although there is no harassment from the fierce beasts, for those masters, such a place is just difficult to reach the point, and high places are useless to them.

"You... built it yourself?" Zhao Ganyu turned his eyes to the old monster, as if a look of suspicion was revealed in his eyes.

"Barring nonsense, of course, this house was not built by me, otherwise how could there be such a building? How could I have so much free time to do such insignificant things and waste precious time in vain."

Si Wanjue has his most proud part. He believes that life is short, and the most important thing is to learn to refine poison, and secondly, enjoy. He is unwilling to do something that wastes his time, because it is equivalent to taking his life.

Listening to the previous words, Zhao Ganyu thought that of course he built it himself, but when he heard the next sentence, Zhao Ganyu's mouth twitched a little.

"Old monster, is it a glorious thing to steal things?" Zhao Ganyu asked in a daze.

"Isn't it?" Si Wanjue had no reaction, as if he thought it was an ordinary thing, at least in the eyes of this old man, it was indeed a matter of shining the family.

With a strange look on his face, Zhao Ganyu felt that he should persuade the old man who went astray more.

"Old monster, you are at least so old. Do you think it's okay to steal other people's things? You shouldn't do this!"

Si Wanjue seemed to have ignored Zhao Ganyu's serious attitude. For him, this kind of thing was too ordinary. He did it often like eating and drinking water, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Instead, Si Wanjue looked righteous and raised his head high and gave Zhao Ganyu a blank look. It looked like he was looking at stupidity. He seemed to want to make Zhao Ganyu's thinking straight.

"I'm talking nonsense. If I don't take away something like a house, will others give me a gift? Of course, I have to grab such a good thing. Do I have to leave it to others?"

Zhao Ganyu's rebuttal was speechless for a moment. It was like, are you talking to the bandits? What you think is not even a fart on his side, but it sounds a bit reasonable.

"Old monster, you bandit! How can you do this? Did you kill someone again?" Zhao Ganyu seemed to remember something and frowned and looked at Si Wanjue.

"Hey, little monster, what does it mean? I don't like to listen to your words. I just kill two people. What a big deal..." Si Wanjue looked disappointed, as if he thought this kind of thing was unusual, but why was it always shocked? What's the point of causing two lives in the eyes of the old man? There were no ten thousand people who died in his hands, but nine thousand people.

If Zhao Ganyu knew that Si Wanjue had killed no less than 1,000 people before and didn't know what kind of emotion would he feel, then he would definitely think that this matter was too ordinary for the old man in front of him, but Zhao Ganyu had never seen that kind of scene.

Zhao Ganyu felt that he didn't want to reason with such "bandit old man" because such an old man had already...

With a long sigh, Zhao Ganyu looked into the horizon in the distance.

"Little monster, why are you still standing at the door? Come on! Come on! Come in!"

Si Wan had already walked into the house at some point, lit the tinder lamp, and waved at Zhao Ganyu. If someone who didn't know the old man would definitely be deceived by the old man's smile, he would really think that he was a kind and kind person.

But after so many things, Zhao Ganyu had already understood deeply that the old man asked him to come in enthusiastically, and there would definitely be nothing good.

"Why are you still standing there? Come in!" Si Wanjue saw Zhao Ganyu standing at the door with stiff body. He couldn't stand it. His nameless fire-blooded temper instantly seemed like a ignited **. After saying this, he added: "By the way! Keep the door closed."

At this time, Zhao Ganyu had already walked into the wooden house. When he saw the decoration of the room, he was a little lost again. Although he didn't know what kind of person the original owner was, he definitely knew that the owner was definitely not the old man in front of him.

In Zhao Ganyu's memory, this old man always likes to plant some poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, and scorpions. There is no good thing in the bottle or jar, so how can there be such a scene in front of him?

As soon as you enter the house, you can smell a faint tea fragrance, with a strong smell.

This place in the wooden house should be the lobby where the original owner was entertaining guests during his lifetime, but now it has been occupied by this dangerous old man with a kind smile on his face.

This should not be said that he is a loving old man, he should be said to be a complete dangerous murderer. He often kills people, if he is angry, if he is sad, if he is sad, if he is suffering, he will kill people...
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