Bai Ling's words made everyone silent, and Yaowang was also thinking in his heart that although Bai Ling had always called himself Bai Ling and never changed her mind, he still looked at him in front of his own people, and the matter was still in the face of his family. Sure enough, the things in his bones were difficult to change for a while.

Or Bai Ling felt a little more about the charming person, and his tone became gentle again, asking, "Where is the old man now? Can you treat each other well?"

Mrs. Huaying said "Yes", and also said with a gentle tone, "I won't make things difficult for Grandpa Big Buddha. Today, that little guy has also come to the mansion. Now he is working with Grandpa Big Buddha."

Bai Ling was a little confused and asked, "Who?"

"That little guy with good body skills."

He was able to be mentioned and treated with etiquette by VIPs. I think this little guy with good body skills is not a common thing. His body skills are good, but this thief Yaowang was curious. Which little guy with good body skills is good?

Hearing Bai Ling's laughter, he heard him say, "Then, take me to see them."

Later, the sound of everyone's actions was also said that Yao was worthy of being one of the four great thieves. His ability to sneak and hide was that Bai Ling, who was a bower, did not notice it. He followed everyone all the way, and then went to another courtyard with Lincheng garden style.

Bai Ling and Chunsheng walked in, while Mrs. Hua Ying, Xu Ning'er and Xiaoman sat down in the small pavilion in the yard. Yaowang glanced and determined the positions of the three people, then shook their necks and shoulders, and then relaxed their wrists and ankles. His hand slowly touched his left eye, or was habitual, but he forgot that his left eye, which was as purple as crystal, had been exposed and had not worn an eye mask.

After laughing, a faint purple light radiated from the left eye. The next moment, the figure disappeared. A breeze blew up in the courtyard. Xiaoman couldn't help but tremble and said, "Xiadu is coming soon, why is there such a biting yin wind?"

Xu Ning'er reached out and scraped Xiaoman's nose bridge, and said with a smile: "You little girl must have turned on the lights and stayed up late last night to read the novels of those talented men and beautiful women."

Xiaoman was displeased by Xu Ning'er teasing and retorted: "I, can't I read books? Didn't the city lord say that he would have read more books or travel thousands of miles. If we don't leave Hansu City, why don't I read more books?"

This fallacy, as if it had been said from a young age, seemed to have become a justification. Not to mention Xu Ning'er, Mrs. Hua Ying was also provoked to laugh.

After the wind breath, he had already leaned against the roof. Yaowang did not directly lift a piece of tiles or approach the skylight, so he took out the only soul-chasing needle and made a small hole in the tiles. Then he leaned closer to the small hole, and could see clearly and clearly inside the room.

The room is not small, everything is available, and all the best uses are all top-quality. There are four people in the room, all young and old. In addition to Bai Ling and Chunsheng who had just entered, there is also a sloppy old man with white beard and white hair. Sitting on the side of the old man was a thin and dark boy. The boy seemed to be injured and his hands and feet were bandaged.

Yaowang looked at the thin boy carefully again. Could it be that this kid was the boy with good body skills mentioned by Mrs. Hua Ying? Yaowang looked at the thin boy's legs carefully, and he was puzzled. Even if he was thinner, his legs were still strong and thick.

But this thin boy may not have a few muscles in his legs.

However, this kid's boots are pretty good.

Bai Ling was not polite, so she swung the tea that had been cooked on the table and poured a cup for herself. She raised the cup, took a sip, and then nodded. The tea would not be bad if I thought about it. Bai Ling nodded, thinking that it was because the tea-making people were good at craftsmanship, which completely released the deliciousness of the tea.

The sloppy old man saw Chunsheng's left hand, frown tightly, and asked, "Xiaochun, what's wrong with your hand?"

Chunsheng raised his left hand, and the steel knife was still exposed. He giggled, then was quite excited, saying, "Grandpa, you don't know, your knife is really powerful. Swish, everything is broken by one knife, cut melons and vegetables, so powerful."

I think this sloppy old man was tired of hearing such praise. He still frowned on him and asked again: "Why is your left hand missing?"

Chunsheng's smile froze and no longer laughed. His head was a little mechanical, and he turned around and looked at Bai Ling. Bai Ling smiled slightly and nodded. With permission, Chunsheng said something about what happened on the street. What was missing was naturally the part related to Bai Ling's identity.

After finishing the talk, Chunsheng felt a little regretful. He looked at the thin young man beside the sloppy old man. Although the city lord was quite interested in this boy, it seemed to have some connection, but it was appropriate to tell him about these things?

Since Bai Ling doesn't care, Chunsheng doesn't have much to say.

After listening to Chunsheng's narrative, the sloppy old man nodded, then grabbed Chunsheng's hands. The long knife in his left hand was exposed, but it was inappropriate. The sloppy old man didn't know where Chunsheng's forearm was slightly hit, and then with a "scarlet" sound, the steel knife shrank back.

As soon as the steel knife was retracted, Chunsheng made a cry of pain that only caused severe pain.

This situation was not only dumbfounded by the thin young man next to the sloppy old man, but Yaowang also found it strange. At first, Chunsheng pulled off his whole hand and threw out the steel knife, he wondered how the steel knife was longer than his forearm, so how was it hidden in the prosthetic limb.

Without the steel knife in the way, the sloppy old man began to check Chunsheng's hands. He carefully looked at the broken mouth of his left hand, then looked at the back of his right hand, and then his brows became tighter.

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Is it impossible to repair it?"

Although Chunsheng deliberately controlled his emotions when he said this, he still felt helpless in his tone. Without both hands, it seemed like he had lost half his life. Regaining his hands is equivalent to rebirth. If he cannot practice well, losing twice can be much more painful than losing once.

Fortunately, the sloppy old man shook his head and said, "Cultivation is good. Old man, I'm wondering. Your hands should be of extraordinary hardness and strength. The left hand is useless, the right hand, the back of the fingers, especially the position of the near-section finger bones, there are tiny cracks. What kind of guy is you fighting against the fist? It seems that it's probably because the fist shakes the little madman in Chunqiu, but that's just like that."

Chunsheng chuckled and said, "Grandpa, didn't you tell you, it's that thief, what's the name? What's the point of being a tricky red trench."

The sloppy old man laughed and said, "Yes, yes, yes, look at this memory, I forgot it after I said it. It seems that you have to change your hands with iron."

After saying that, the sloppy old man looked at Bai Ling again, just laughing but not speaking.

Bai Ling put down the teacup and was straightforward, without even caring about the existence of the thin boy. He heard him say, "Old man, come here, first, I am apologizing with the old man, it is my wife who is rude. Second,..."

This sloppy old man is also

He is a straight-hearted person, obviously doesn't like Bai Ling's sets and sets. He laughed again and said, "Hua Ying's approach is not right, but it has nothing to do with mistakes. There is no reason to compensate you. What you want to say next is that there is no need. Bai Ling, it's better to be peaceful in the world. At first, he agreed to help you because you were guarding the Hancheng and sent troops north to guard the border. Do you think, the old man, has he done something wrong?"

Bai Ling was also embarrassed when he got blocked. After all, the conversation between the few people was slow and slow, and it was really uncomfortable to listen. Sure enough, he was suitable for stealing things and was not suitable for these jobs of inquiring about information.

After a moment of silence, Bai Ling spoke and asked, "Old man, you remember everything else in the account book. You don't have to say anything if you don't ask me. Of course, I won't know the other end of Jingzhou. I'm just curious about what is the purpose of the six thousand in Yucheng?"

When he heard Bai Ling's words, Yao was even more curious. He was involved in Jingzhou and Yucheng. In addition, Bai Ling also entrusted Leng Mutou to intercept Liang Boye, and he didn't know what medicine the young master of the Hua family bought in the gourd.

The sloppy old man was also silent, and there was no expression on his face. The old hand that was as old as a dead branch was stretched out, Bai Ling took a step forward and took the pot to pour tea. The sloppy old man raised the tea cup, as if the hot tea was not hot, and drank it clean. He let out a long sigh, and then said, "City Lord, I am worthy of Daye. The matter of Yucheng is more troublesome than that of Jingzhou. If one day, the old man really disappears from the cold city, and the lord doesn't know where I went, the old man, maybe I went to Yucheng to find an old bone that died."

The words were heavy and I couldn't tell the truth or false. Yaobang didn't know whether Bai Ling believed it or not, so he naturally didn't believe it. The old man became stronger and stronger, and when he saw it, he was a common person, so how could he die easily?

Bai Ling's tone softened a little, and she said, "Old man, you and I have known each other for only five years. In the past five years, I have made many excessive requests, and you have agreed to them one by one. This time, may you tell the truth?"

The sloppy old man laughed, then raised his head. The sloppy old man raised his head, and everyone looked up. This neat movement scared Yaowang. Fortunately, he was a thief, and he was still a big shot among the thieves. Although he was indeed scared, his breathing and heartbeat were still there and he was not confused.

Bai Ling looked at it and saw no abnormality. He looked at the sloppy old man again. However, the sloppy old man laughed and said jokingly: "City Lord, it seems that my ears are easier to use than those of you, the bowman."

The sloppy old man's words had already explained everything. Bai Ling couldn't help but stand up and looked up again. Yaowan was completely depressed at this moment, and had no choice but to get up. His steps did not restrain himself, and made a sound. This sound not only puzzled the people in the room, but also made the three people in the yard hear it sincerely.

Yaowang turned over and fell down. When Mrs. Huaying saw him, her eyebrows were narrowed, and she could not see her mood at the moment. Xiaoman was really direct, and with a "scarlet" sound, her sword was unsheathed and protected her. Yaowang smiled again and said, "The little girl danced with swords and swords all day long. No matter how many talented men and beautiful women, she would not have the talented men carrying a sedan chair to find you."

When Xiaoman heard this, his face turned red, and he didn't know if he was angry or embarrassed.
Chapter completed!