Wang Family Outside the west wall of the mansion, Zhou Qi walked out of the shadows. Looking at the dark night in front of him, he couldn't help but spit on the ground.
He was originally a member of a run-down small gang in Qingshan County. Later, Wang Family expanded the nursing home and he got in with his passable sword skills and Early An Jin's cultivation base.
Wang Family There has been a lot of noise in the past few days. The gray-robed gentlemen in the palace are coming in and out, all of them are murderous. Even the peripheral guards like them are also on tenterhooks, for fear that if something goes wrong, they will be held accountable.
"Damn, there's not even a ghost in the middle of the night, so why bother patrolling..."
Zhou Qi cursed and held the knife while slowly swinging along the west wall.
Wang Family The mansion occupies a very large area. The west wall alone is more than a hundred steps long. The section he is responsible for is close to the back garden. On weekdays, few people move around. It has been even more deserted these days.
He walked to the corner of the wall and suddenly stopped.
Something seemed to move in the shadow of the wall ahead.
"Who?"
Zhou Qi tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and shouted in a low voice.
Just after he finished speaking, a figure suddenly walked out of the shadows slowly.
The man was wearing a patched gray cloth jacket and was holding a wooden bucket in his hand. The bucket was still steaming and gave off a faint smell of alkaline water.
"Reply to this gentleman, the young one is a new helper in the kitchen, here to pour the swill..."
The man lowered his head and his voice was timid and soft.
Zhou Qi frowned, took two steps forward, and took a look at it in the dim light of the lantern on the wall.
He is a thin and small boy, he looks to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, with a fair complexion, a hunched neck, and a timid appearance.
He remembered that the kitchen had indeed hired a few new helpers. In the past few days, the city was under lockdown, and with the arrival of the gray-robed gentlemen in the house, everyone relied on the kitchen to eat, drink, and drink, so it was common for them to be short of manpower.
"Pour swill? Aren't the swill buckets in the east corner? Why are you running to the west wall?"
Zhou Qi asked again suspiciously.
"To tell you the truth, today is my first time on an errand. I took a sidetrack and wandered around for a long time without finding the east corner. I'm really sorry..."
The young man said, putting the barrel on the ground, rubbing his hands, looking at a loss.
Zhou Qi glanced at him up and down, looking back and forth on him, muttering something bad in his heart.
A half-grown man who pours swill and is as skinny as a bamboo pole, what can be wrong with him?
Besides, the head of the family told him to keep an eye on those warriors with cultivation. This kid has no breath in his body. He is just a waste. What kind of trouble can he make?
"Okay, okay, get out of here. The east corner is over there, just turn left and walk to the end."
Zhou Qi waved his hand impatiently.
"Hey, thank you so much, thank you so much!"
The young man thanked him repeatedly, picked up the barrel and walked towards the east, and soon disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
Zhou Qi stared at his back for a few breaths, spat, and continued to patrol forward.
At the corner where he could not see, the young man stood under the corridor with a bucket in his hand and waited for a while. After confirming that there was no movement around, he slowly placed the bucket under the wall.
Jiang Fa is certainly not here to pour swill.
The cowardly look just now was all deliberately disguised by him.
Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art has restrained all his energy to perfection, and combined with some external changes brought about by Form Concealment, he now looks like a poor boy with a sallow complexion.
Before Jiang Fa set off from North Mountain Shops during the day, he had already found out the general layout of the Wang Family mansion.
Although Lin Feng has not dared to go out these days, he relied on his past business connections at Qingshan County and from several people who had worked as part-time workers at the Wang Family to piece together the basic outline of the interior of the Wang Family mansion.
And the entrance to the dungeon where everyone is imprisoned is most likely in the backyard of the Wang Family.
Jiang Fa walked around the corridor and touched the wall toward the backyard.
Wang Family The mansion is indeed well guarded. There are sentries every few dozen steps at the junction of the front yard and the middle yard. There are also hidden sentries hidden in the twists and turns of the corridor.
However, although the defense density of these sentries is high, there is a fatal flaw.
Wang Family The mansion was originally a house for ordinary people to live in. The layout of the courtyard walls, corridors, and flower gardens were all designed with "beauty" as the first priority, rather than "defense".
The rockeries, flower stands, and wisterias on both sides of the corridor are all places where you can hide.
Jiang Fa pressed his body very low, sometimes leaning against the gaps in the rockery, sometimes using the shadow of hanging vines,
After his breath was completely gone, he was like a silent gray shadow, walking carefully through the backyard of the Wang Family mansion.
The lights in the backyard were much darker than those in the front yard, with only a few dim lights still shining in the warehouse and stables.
He bypassed the direction of the warehouse, bent his waist, and moved quietly toward the southeast corner of the backyard against the pillars of the corridor.
The deeper you go, the dimmer the lights become, and the damp, musty smell in the air becomes stronger.
He walked around a flower stand, stepping on slippery moss and trying not to make any sound.
Suddenly, his steps stopped.
Suddenly, a very faint sound came from the gap in the rockery ahead.
The sound was very soft, as if someone had accidentally stepped on a dead leaf, but it seemed particularly clear in the silent night.
Jiang Fa's whole body instantly clung to the pillar behind him, urging Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art to the extreme, even his breathing slowed down to the tiniest level.
Only after this did he dare to look cautiously in the direction of the rockery.
The moonlight leaked through the gaps in the clouds, leaving a mottled shadow under the rockery.
And between the shadows, there was a tiny shadow that moved slightly.
Jiang Fa frowned slightly.
The shadow moved cautiously, not like a patrolling guard.
He squatted down and slowly approached the rockery close to the ground.
After walking around a jagged Taihu stone, my eyes fell on a narrow gap behind the rockery that could only allow one person to pass through.
In the narrow gap, a thin figure wearing dark gray clothing was squeezing in sideways. His movements were clumsy but he gritted his teeth and held on. One foot stepped on the slippery moss. His foot slipped and he almost fell to the ground.
She hurriedly stretched out her hand to support the stone wall, and hit her elbow on the stone. She gasped in pain, but bit her lip and did not dare to make a sound.
Jiang Fa frowned slightly.
He hid in the dark and observed for a moment, and noticed that the man's face was covered with a thin layer of charcoal dust, covering most of his original skin color. At first glance, he looked like a sallow-faced and thin boy.
But it was not evenly applied on the neck, and a small patch of snow-white skin was exposed behind the ears, which was particularly dazzling when illuminated by the moonlight.
Jiang Fa's eyes stopped on that person for a moment.
A sneaky and clumsy person who entered Wang Family's backyard is either a life-threatening thief, or he has another purpose like him.
He didn't make a sound, just waited quietly.
The man in the narrow gap finally squeezed through, and fell out from the other side of the stone gap. His knees hit the gravel and he let out a very soft groan.
Ignoring the pain, she turned over and climbed up, leaning forward and groping deeper into the backyard. The direction turned out to be the backyard.