Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 35 The ghost hit the wall, the thief on the beam

No, it shouldn't, it shouldn't.

In the northeast corner of the Duke's Mansion, Mo Junli squatted on the roof of Fulanxuan and emptied his eyes. When he went out, he pinched the gate of the Duke's Mansion, and climbed up the courtyard wall when most of the guards were gone. Sneaking in and knocking on the window near the middle of the night, how can you expect to lose your way when you land on the ground?
The young man in nocturnal clothes scratched his head in a daze. He was not an ignorant person, and he was quite familiar with the distribution of Duke Mu's mansion. The Fulan Pavilion was located in the northeast corner of the Duke's mansion. Where was he? May go wrong!

No, he did not go wrong, the room under his feet is definitely the main room of Fu Lanxuan, and he is [-]% sure that this is Mu Xici's boudoir.

But the question is, what about windows?Why is the window in the little fox's boudoir missing?

Mo Junli twisted his face, and jumped to the ground in disbelief. He could see clearly from the roof, and he would definitely see the window when he jumped from here——

The young man turned his head confidently, and then almost bumped his head into the old pine tree planted by the sidewalk outside the palace wall.

... Why did he suddenly jump out of the Fulanxuan courtyard, which he was aiming for, outside the Duke's mansion?
Although the roof is indeed not far from the outside of the mansion, it is the distance that he can jump out with a little bit of strength, but he feels that he is not crazy or blind, and the combined martial arts of the past two lifetimes for more than forty years is even more impressive. If you have never been learned into the dog's belly, you will never be able to jump the difference anyway.

Could it be... is it because he didn't eat dinner that his eyes are dim and his legs are sore?

No, people who practice martial arts have a strong physique, and besides, it was common for them to be hungry when they encountered a shortage of supplies in the battlefield. Because of the lack of one or two meals, it became like this.

Could it be that the roof was too close to the courtyard wall, and his view was blocked by the eaves?
Mo Junli lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then carefully and slowly climbed over the white wall. In order to prevent climbing to the wrong place again, he did not use light work this time. Cut a tiny notch along the top.

Make a mark, and you will know where you went later.

The young man nodded in satisfaction, and groped forward along the main house. The small gravel road under his feet seemed to have never changed. After walking around for a long time, Mo Junli raised his eyes vigilantly, and he saw a small gap on the tile edge of the wall.

Cooperating with him to walk such a circle, has been spinning in place.

...Ghost hitting the wall?

Mo Junli subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows. He used to be a person who did not believe in ghosts and gods, but after his rebirth, his mentality changed quietly. After all, even such an outrageous thing as death and resurrection really fell on him. There seems to be no problem with ghosts and ghosts.

Especially in the Gaomen compound, who doesn't have two people who died in vain?He believes that the eldest wife of the Mu family is clean and upright, but the second wife, Mrs. Xiao——

Fulanxuan was located in the northeast corner of the Duke's Mansion, so it was cold and prone to evil spirits.

Thinking of this, the young man shuddered slightly, he was not afraid of these ghostly things, but Mu Xici was a half-grown child, living in this place of gathering yin all day, it didn't seem too good, right?
Mo Junli pursed his lips, turned over without saying a word and went up to the roof again. Compared with the small courtyard of Fulanxuan, which could not get around at all, it was more comfortable to stay on the roof.

What kind of evil did he do, why can't he think about climbing the wall of the Duke's mansion in the middle of the night?
The young man raised his head, sighed, and knocked on the blue tiles on the house with his fingers.

*
Today's trip has yielded a lot.

In Fulanxuan, Mu Xici lay on the couch and rubbed her stiff cheeks. After persuading Zhan Mingxuan, she was very excited. She had a hunch that the Zhan brothers and sisters would definitely become her two big brothers in the future. help.

The two know each other well and can become friends.

Mu Xici pressed her chest and slowly calmed down. In her previous life, she had countless soldiers under her command, but she still felt that she was fighting alone.

No one knows what the lofty national teacher has experienced, no one knows the obsession and hatred in her heart.Everyone saw her waving her hand to judge life and death, seeing her covered with honors, seeing her under one person, above ten thousand——

They looked at her with reverence and awe, envy, disgust, longing and resentment...

Only there is no soft joy among relatives and friends.

She's always been alone.

The little girl looked at the bed curtain above her forehead and sighed softly. She wanted to admit that she was not a god, and she couldn't bear the almost suffocating loneliness.

Fortunately, she will no longer be alone in this life.

Elder Sister and Second Brother are still there, Lingqin is still alive, the gap between her and her father will be filled by time, and now there are Zhan's brothers and sisters.

There will be many more to come.

Mu Xici couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips, she was happy in her heart, and even looked at everything around her very well, such as the slightly cold frost hitting the bedside through the window screen, such as the slender shadow cast on the table Sandalwood pen holders, such as the faint knocking sound from the roof...

Wait, why is there a knocking sound on the top of her head?
This is not quite right.

Mu Xici was alert, got up suddenly and got off the ground, put on his coat, then picked up the feather duster that was left on the shelf when the harp was cleaning, opened the window silently, and turned to the room.

These days, her morning exercises with Mu Xiuning have achieved good results, and her skills have recovered by two points, which is enough to deal with ordinary thieves, and also enough to go to the house to break the tiles, not to mention that there is her formation in the hall, so she has nothing to be afraid of.

——She would like to see who is the thief who dares to come to her Fulan Pavilion to play wild!

Mu Xici thought about it and turned his gaze coldly, the feather duster in his hand was also stained with cold black evil, the little girl caught a glimpse of the black figure with her back turned as soon as she entered the room.

He really is a shameless thief, he is so neatly dressed in night clothes, he knocked on the roof just now to call his companions, right?

Naive, the big array in her courtyard has already been opened, and those who have never practiced Taoism Yishu will definitely lose their way when they step in. Detours in place are like encountering a "ghost hitting a wall". Let him knock through the roof tonight, I can't even call out half of my accomplices.

It's just that this person's back looks familiar.

Forget it, whoever he is, anyone who climbs on the roof in the middle of the night will be treated as a thief, regardless of Sanqi 21, he will be beaten up first.

Mu Xici sneered and grimaced, and tiptoed forward a few steps, raised the feather duster high, treated it like a sword, pointed at the man's hair, and slashed down on the head——

The thief in black squatting on the roof seemed to have noticed her coming, and turned around suddenly before the feather duster fell, and a noble and delicate youthful face suddenly caught her eyes, and the little head of Master Mu was sluggish. For a moment, the movement of his hand didn't stop for a moment. At the very moment, he grabbed her slender wrist, and then with his palm, he pulled it into his arms.

"Don't hit, don't hit, don't hit, it's me, it's me!"

　I don't know why I always copy and miss paragraphs...

　　Uncomfortable
　　I think if you can’t finish writing at night, let’s update together during the day
　　don't raise text don't raise text
　　Kneel down
　　kids want to be on the list

　　begging

　　
　
(End of this chapter)