"That makes sense. In my opinion, 80% of this thing was really stolen by someone else!" The third person nodded in agreement, "Brothers, do you know who the 'Yue Family' is who stole the treasure?!
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The first person smiled scornfully, "Brother, you are really ignorant. Haven't you heard the old man at home say, 'Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, moon, blue, blue, silent field'? This 'Yue family' is the founding family of the metal-based mysticism!"
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The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention!
These people just had nothing to do, chatting and drinking, but these words were heard by two people who were eating quietly in the corner of the hall.
The boy in a dark blue shirt couldn't help but look at the man in blue across the table, "Sir, do you think this is true?!"
Half of the man's face was obscured by the shadow of the bamboo hat above his head. His tea-stained lips shone brightly under the light, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. "Hearing is false, seeing is believing. I'm leaving tonight."
A night of guarding will reveal the truth for yourself!"
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Bang, bang, bang!
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire!"
The watchman's voice floated far away from the alley, as distant as a dream.
In the best guest room of the garrison mansion, several red candles flickered on the candlesticks, making the room very bright. Chu Tianjiao was only wearing a white silk coat, sleeping with his face facing the window. It was probably due to the dryness of spring, and his arms were exposed.
Outside the quilt, the sleeves of the middle coat were wrinkled high, exposing two thin lotus root-like forearms.
A cloud of mist floated silently across the courtyard wall and stopped outside Chu Tianjiao's window. After shaking for a moment, it turned into a human figure, whose clothes were blue in the moonlight.
The man stretched out a finger at random, and aqua-blue light flashed between his fingers, and a hole the size of a fingertip appeared on the window paper. There were faint traces of being soaked by water around the hole.
Slowly looking towards the entrance of the cave, the visitor's eyes quickly swept across the room, his eyes lingering on the sleeping Chu Tianjiao's face for a moment, and soon slid to her two bare forearms exposed outside the quilt.
Looking at her two forearms carefully, the visitor shook his head slightly, turned around and took a step forward. With a flash of his body, he turned into a piece of mist and disappeared into the night.
This man came and went in such a hurry that not even the guards guarding the courtyard gate heard any movement. The only ones who sensed his arrival were the ivy branches and leaves stretching all over the wall.
In the courtyard, calm was restored again.
Inside the room, the "familiar" Chu Tianjiao had already opened his eyes, his eyes twinkling, not even the slightest bit sleepy.
Turning sideways into the bed, he unfolded the note on the pillow. On the white paper, there were just a few numbers - when he slept tonight, his arms were exposed.