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Chapter 15 Methods

Except for a few necessary lanterns, all the lights in the yard have been extinguished. It was even darker in the concierge. Early on, the concierge immediately closed the door tightly and locked it after the young master came back. Then the concierge hid.

After returning to her house, I guess even if someone wanted to go out and knock on the old woman's door at night, she would probably pretend to be asleep and not get up at all.

Xiao Tao listened attentively for a long time, and after confirming that there was no sign of anyone awake in the yard, he walked out of the study quietly. Picking up the lantern hanging outside the study door, Xiao Tao walked slowly along the verandah towards

Go to the kitchen. Because Zhao Rong is very strict about food, the kitchen in the small courtyard is not too far from the place where the masters rest. This also makes it easier for Xiao Tao to go there in the dark.

So just when Zhao Rong was in the room, already anxiously waiting for Xiao Tao to come back, the study door was suddenly opened from the outside, and Xiao Tao's figure appeared at the door. When the study door opened, Zhao Rong suddenly

He was so shocked that he stood up from his seat. But when he saw Xiao Tao, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat back on the chair. The impact he had on Zhao Rong this night was the biggest in his life.

once.

It broke all the illusions he had always believed. So now Zhao Rong is inevitably a little bit confused. Fortunately, after Xiao Tao opened the study door, he quickly stepped in. But even so, Zhao Rong sat back on the chair

Sometimes, I can still feel my heart pounding and beating rapidly.

Xiaotao didn't know that she had startled her young master just now. He was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand and quickly put it on the desk. Then he looked at his young master with expectant eyes, wondering what he would do with this.

What can porridge do?

Zhao Rong calmed his breathing, quickly pulled out a piece of white paper from the desk, and then found a clean, unused brush. Xiao Tao thought that his young master was planning to write a letter, and through that

A salesman brother sent a message to the two young masters of the Gong family.

He was about to start thinking about whether to sharpen ink for his young master, but he saw that his young master dipped the brush directly into the bowl of porridge.

At this time, Xiao Tao was simply dumbfounded. He wondered if his young master had lost his mind. How could this porridge be used as ink for writing?

But just when Xiao Tao opened her mouth to remind the young master, she saw the young master raised his hand and made a silent gesture. Then he seriously took the brush dipped in porridge and began to write on the white paper.

Come.

Xiaotao looked at her young master's movements, but her heart kept beating. Was her young master really stimulated and a little possessed by evil spirits? But she had never heard of anyone using porridge soup to write.

, and after finishing writing this thing, nothing can be seen. The main reason is that when the rice soup is still wet, Xiaotao can still see some traces, but soon after the porridge soup dries up, the white paper on which the words were written just now will appear.

Go up, nothing will be left.

This time, anxious Xiao Tao scratched his head and ears behind Zhao Rong, but the young master didn't let him speak just now, which made Xiao Tao extremely anxious. He waited until Zhao Rong finished writing all the words on the piece of paper and put it aside to wait.

After letting it dry, Zhao Rong put down the brush and motioned for Xiao Tao to speak.

As soon as she got the young master's permission, Xiao Tao immediately pointed to the piece of paper that the young master had just written on, and said eagerly to Zhao Rong: "The young master wrote it on a porridge stand. After a while, nothing will be left. If you

If the news is delivered like this, what will the two young masters think?"

Seeing that Xiao Tao was so anxious, Zhao Rong knew how to explain to him now, and it would probably take some time. After all, he was so excited, and it would take a certain amount of time for him to calm down and listen to himself first. So Zhao Rong couldn't do anything.

Without saying anything, I simply took out another piece of paper, picked up the brush that had been standing on the porridge soup just now, dipped it in the porridge bowl again, and drew a big circle on the new piece of paper.

After Zhao Rong finished drawing the circle, he motioned for Xiao Tao to look over. At this time, Xiao Tao didn't know what to say. His young master must have been possessed by an evil spirit. Why couldn't he hear what he said at all?

And why did he purposely draw such a big circle on a new piece of paper?

Now Xiao Tao is thinking about whether he should go to his wife the next day and tell her that the young master is sick and see if they can find a doctor to look at the young master. He is now very worried about whether what he said really hurt his family.

The young master was so excited.

Seeing Xiao Tao with regret on his face and deep worry in his eyes, Zhao Rong smiled. "Xiao Tao, what are you thinking about? Look at the circle I just drew on this paper. Are you

Didn’t you see it?”

Hearing Zhao Rong's steady voice, Xiao Tao began to doubt her previous thoughts. The young master's words were clear and coherent, but it didn't look like he was possessed by evil spirits or had a reaction that was greatly stimulated. Then why did the young master do such a weird thing?

What about the matter?

Xiao Tao didn't know how to express the questions in his heart. Seeing that the young master was still waiting for his answer, he nodded hurriedly, indicating that he had indeed seen the strange action of the young master just now.

Zhao Rong ignored Xiao Tao's strange look. After seeing Xiao Tao nodding, he was very satisfied. Then he shook the white paper on which he drew circles to speed up its drying process.

When the wet marks on the white paper dried and almost no traces could be seen, Zhao Rong simply handed the paper to Xiao Tao: "Then take a look again. You can still see it. I just spent it."

That circle?”

She didn't understand what her young master was doing by asking herself this question, but now Xiao Tao felt that her thinking must be unable to keep up with the young master. Now it seems that the young master was not too stimulated at one time, and his brain was not normal.

, but my brain is moving too slowly and I can't keep up with the young master's thinking.

No matter what, he just had to do what the young master told him first. So Xiao Tao took the white paper seriously and looked at it carefully to see where the circle he saw just now was.

After a while, Xiao Tao shook her head and handed the white paper back to the young master's desk. "No more, young master. After the mark dried just now, I can't see that there was that circle on it."

In fact, Xiao Tao wanted to know why the young master did this, but now he also realized that the young master was probably explaining why he did what he did just now. (To be continued)


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