In the backyard of Luo's family, Yang Yongqing shuttled between the rockery and the veranda like a thief.

"Tsk tsk, it's so good that he's rich. He doesn't look good outside, but he's like a palace inside..."

Although he has never been to the capital and has never been to the palace, Yang Yongqing thinks that the palace should be like this!

"If I could live in such a large yard, it would be worth it to let me live ten years less!"

Yang Yongqing has not been to Luo's backyard, but it was when Qing'er came to be a man who gave birth to her uncle when she was married.

I have been here several times later, but they are all in the front yard and main hall, so I have no chance to come to the back yard at all.

I went into the backyard again today and found that this backyard was really a unique world. No wonder all the fields were circled by the Luo family to build a house. Such a large backyard must have consumed acres of land!

Yang Yongqing kept complaining in his heart and walked in. Although snow was still floating in the sky, a snowflake on Yang Yongqing's head had not fallen.

Why?

Because the corridors are connected together in a tortuous manner, the floor under your feet is also covered with green floor tiles, and in some places, a thin layer of mats is also laid.

"Damn, this Qing'er is too luxurious, right? The mat under her feet is better than the ones I have on my bed. I am rich and willful!"

Yang Yongqing was both envious and jealous, as if he had walked into a maze.

"The lights are all on in these rooms. Where is Hongxiu living?" He groped in the backyard like a headless fly.

Suddenly, he heard a "bang bang" sound coming from a direction, as if someone was hitting something.

"It's probably Hongxiu!"

Yang Yongqing was happy and quickly followed the direction of the sound, and then came to the front of the arch of a flash of hanging flowers.

"There is also a courtyard in the courtyard. This small courtyard is very secluded and quite consistent with Hongxiu's personality. She must be here."

Yang Yongqing turned his head and looked behind him, and found that Luo Blacksmith and Wang Cuilian were not following him. He slipped into the arch.

As soon as he entered, he had not yet stood firm, two cold knives crossed and placed them on his neck, and snowflakes fell on the blade, and two men in black in front of him, blocking his way.

"go out!"

Their faces were covered with facial scarves, their voices were low and dull, and their eyes exposed outside the masks were as cold and fierce as wild animals, as if they did not have human emotions.

Yang Yongqing's body was stiff and frightened, raising his hands high, and his fingers and calves trembled together.

The voice trembled: "Owner, oneself..."

"Go out! Otherwise, kill without mercy!"

The other party emphasized his tone and said again.

The impatientness and murderous aura in his eyes had begun to soar.

Yang Yongqing was so scared that he quickly retreated until he retreated to the two steel knives on his neck outside the Chuanhua Arch. The two of them inserted the knives back into the scabbard at their waists and guarded the door, like two black-faced door gods.

His eyes were staring at Yang Yongqing, as if as long as he dared to make any abnormal moves within their sight, the knife in their hands could be cut off.

Yang Yongqing was so scared that he was half gone, and he didn't dare to go back, and returned along the far road.

He hid behind a pillar and peeked behind him when he couldn't feel the creepy feeling on his back.

There was no one there on the side of the Hanging Flower Arch.

Yang Yongqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized that his forehead and palm were sweating in his heart.

"Damn it, I even hired a master to keep the house at home? That's all real swords. I almost scared me!"

Yang Yongqing touched his neck, and it was still a little cold. Fuck, someone was holding a knife to hold his neck, which was bad luck!

Yang Yongqing spitted a few phlegm on the ground.

At this time, when he heard the blacksmith Luo calling his name, he subconsciously wanted to hide. When he looked up, he found that the blacksmith Luo had arrived in front of him with a lantern.

"Yongqing, aren't you going to the toilet? Why are you staying with here?" Luo Blacksmith asked in surprise.

Yang Yongqing grinned his teeth: "Uncle Luo, I want to ask you, your house is like a maze. I searched for a long time but couldn't find the toilet. I saw a door there and went there. I didn't know that two killers with knives suddenly appeared and almost chopped my neck! What's the point of your family?"

Faced with Yang Yongqing's accusation, he also pulled open his collar and let Blacksmith look at his neck.

Yang Yongqing grabbed Luo Blacksmith and complained. At first, Luo Blacksmith was a little surprised. When he finally heard the whole story clearly, Luo Blacksmith laughed.

"You are not a killer, but the guards at home."

"Uncle Luo, what are you kidding? The guards at home are still stabbing people with knives?"

"Haha, as long as you don't trek into that yard, they won't hurt you, don't worry."

"What gold, silver and treasures are there in that yard? As for that?"

"Haha, my nephew was frightened. Let's go, I'll accompany you to the toilet, the toilet is here..."

Blacksmith Luo didn't tell the truth. He pulled Yang Yongqing towards the toilet. Yang Yongqing didn't want to go. He didn't have any shit, pee, and fart at all. He ran to the toilet to smell the smell?

"If you don't go, I'm scared back from my urine, I won't go!"

He broke free from Luo Blacksmith's hand and sat angrily on the stone stool beside him.

Blacksmith Luo had no choice but to stop and persuade him with kind words, but Yang Yongqing deliberately refused to leave, looking like he was about to make trouble.

If he is in trouble, he might make Hongxiu come out? He came here at risk of his life tonight just to see Hongxiu!

If you don’t see him, you want to send him away? There are no doors or windows!

"Nephew Yongqing, it's cold here. Let's go back to the main hall to talk and have tea?" Luo Blacksmith said again.

Yang Yongqing shook his legs and waved his hands, saying, "I was scared, I almost lost my life and couldn't walk."

"Can't walk?"

Blacksmith Luo looked at his shaking feet, "Why don't I carry you over?"

Yang Yongqing shook his head, "No, no, how dare you carry it as an elder?"

"Don't you carry it? Then I'll help you go!" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

Yang Yongqing stopped shaking his legs this time and said, "Uncle Luo, I was scared to my legs be weak. These legs are like two noodles, even if you support them!"

"What should I do?" Luo Blacksmith asked again.

His patience was almost at its limit. If he couldn't communicate, he would call Qing'er back.

At this time, Yang Yongqing suddenly changed into a hippie smile and leaned close to Luo Blacksmith and said, "Uncle Luo, I was frightened by their violence. I need to find someone to talk to me with this gentle and gentle conversation and comfort me, so that my legs will definitely be able to recover."

"Ah?" Luo Blacksmith's mind couldn't keep up with Yang Yongqing's rhythm for the time being.

"Uncle Luo, why don't you call Miss Hongxiu out and ask her to comfort me!"

There was a bang in Luo's blacksmith's mind.

No matter how stupid or honest he is, he can hear the true meaning of Yang Yongqing's words at this moment.
Chapter completed!