Chapter 6900 So Dirty
In the Luo family’s backyard, Yang Yongqing shuttled between the rockery and veranda like a thief.
“Tsk, tsk, it’s so damn good to be rich. It doesn’t look like much from the outside, but it’s like a palace inside...”
Although I have never been to the capital, let alone entered it. The palace, but Yang Yongqing thinks that the palace should be like this!
“If I could live in such a big yard, it would be worth ten years of my life!”
It's not like Yang Yongqing has never been to the Luo family's backyard, but that was when Qing'er got married and came to see her off.
I came here a few times later, but they were always in the front yard and main room, and I had no chance to come to the back yard.
I entered the backyard again this night and found that it was truly a unique place. No wonder all the land in this area had been enclosed by the Luo family to build houses. Such a large backyard must have consumed acres of land!
Yang Yongqing kept complaining in his heart as he walked all the way in. Although there was still snow in the sky, not a single snowflake fell on Yang Yongqing's head.
Why?
Because the verandas are connected in a zigzag manner, the ground under their feet is also paved with blue tiles, and in some places a thin layer of mats is laid to prevent slipping.
"Nima, isn't this Qing'er too extravagant? The mattress under your feet is better than the cover on my bed. You are so willful when you have money!"
Yang Yongqing is envious and jealous at the same time. It's like walking into a maze.
"The lights are all on in these houses. Which one does Hong Xiu live in?" He groped around the backyard like a headless fly.
Suddenly, he heard a "bang bang bang" sound coming from a direction, as if someone was knocking something.
"It's probably red sleeves!"
Yang Yongqing was overjoyed and quickly followed the direction from which the sound came, and then came to the front of the flashing hanging flower arch.
"There is also a courtyard in the courtyard. This small courtyard is very secluded and suits Hong Xiu's temperament. She must be here."
Yang Yongqing turned around and looked behind him and found Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian. None of them followed him, and he slipped into the archway.
He had just entered and before he could stand still, two cold knives were crossed on his neck, snowflakes fell on the blades, and two men in black in black cloaks blocked his way.
"Get out!"
They all had face coverings on their faces, their voices were low and dull, and their eyes exposed outside the face coverings were as cold and ferocious as beasts, as if they had no human emotions.
Yang Yongqing froze in place, raising his hands up in fear, his fingers and calves trembling together.
The voice also trembled: "One of our own, one of our own..."
"Get out! Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"
The other party said it again in an accentuated tone.
The impatience and murderous look in his eyes had begun to surge.
Yang Yongqing was so frightened that he quickly backed away. He did not take back the two steel knives on his neck until he was outside the hanging flower arch. The two of them put the knives back into the scabbards on their waists and guarded the door, like two black statues. Face door god.
They stared at Yang Yongqing with eager eyes, as if if he dared to make any abnormal behavior within their sight, they would be able to cut him off with the knife in their hands.
Yang Yongqing was so frightened that he didn't dare to look back and walked back along the long road.
When he no longer felt the creepy feeling on his back, he hid behind a pillar and peeked behind him.
There is no one on the other side of the hanging flower arch.
Yang Yongqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized that there was cold sweat on his forehead and palms.
“You damn Qing’er, you hired a master to control the house? Those are real knives, I almost peeed in fear!”
Yang Yongqing touched his neck and said It's a bit cold, damn, it's unlucky to have someone hold a knife to your neck on New Year's Eve! Yang Yongqing spat several times on the ground.
At this time, when he heard Blacksmith Luo calling his name, he subconsciously wanted to hide. When he looked up, he found Blacksmith Luo already in front of him carrying a lantern.
"Yongqing, aren't you going to the toilet? Why are you staying here?" Blacksmith Luo asked in surprise.
Yang Yongqing bared his teeth: "Uncle Luo, I have another question for you. Your house is built like a maze. I searched for a long time but couldn't find the toilet. When I saw a door over there, I went there. , how did I know that two killers with knives suddenly appeared and almost chopped my neck! What is your family doing?"
Faced with Yang Yongqing's accusation, he even opened his collar. Let Blacksmith Luo look at his neck.
Yang Yongqing grabbed Blacksmith Luo and complained. Blacksmith Luo was a little surprised at first, but when he finally heard the whole story, Blacksmith Luo laughed.
"Nephew Yongqing, don't panic, those are not killers, they are the family's guards."
"Uncle Luo, are you kidding me? The family's guards also use knives to kill people?"
"Haha, as long as you don't break into that yard, they won't hurt you. Don't worry."
"What gold and silver are there in that yard?" Huh? As for that?”
"Haha, my nephew is frightened. Come on, I will accompany you to the toilet. The toilet is over here..."
Blacksmith Luo would not tell the truth. He pulled Yang Yongqing towards the toilet. Yang Yongqing did not want to go. He didn't poop or pee at all, so he went to the toilet to smell the smell?
"I won't go, I won't go. I'm so scared that I'm going to pee so much, I won't go!"
He broke away from Blacksmith Luo's hand and sat angrily on the stone bench next to him.
Tiejiang Luo had to stop and coax him with nice words, but Yang Yongqing deliberately refused to leave, looking like he was going to cause trouble.
If the fuss gets too big, maybe Hong Xiu will be brought out? Didn't he risk his life tonight just to see Hongxiu?
You want to send him away without seeing him? No doors or windows!
“My dear nephew Yongqing, it’s cold here, why don’t we go back to the main room to talk and drink tea?” Blacksmith Luo said again.
Yang Yongqing shook his legs and waved his hands and said: "I won't go, I won't go. I was frightened. I almost lost my life. I can't walk."
"Can't walk?"< br>
Blacksmith Luo looked at his shaking feet, "How about I carry you there?"
Yang Yongqing shook his head, "No, no, no, you are an elder, how dare I ask you to carry me?"
"Don't carry it? Then let me help you walk!" Blacksmith Luo asked again.
Yang Yongqing stopped shaking his legs this time and said: "Uncle Luo, my legs are so scared that they are weak. These legs are like two noodles, even if you hold them, it won't work!"
"What should we do?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.
His patience was almost at its limit. If he could no longer communicate, he would have to call Qing'er back.
At this time, Yang Yongqing suddenly changed his face and approached Blacksmith Luo with a playful smile and said, "Uncle Luo, I was frightened by their violence. I need to find someone to talk to me gently and comfort me. After a while, my legs will definitely regain their strength.”
“Huh?” Blacksmith Luo’s mind couldn’t keep up with Yang Yongqing’s rhythm.
"Uncle Luo, why don't you call the red-sleeved girl out and ask her to comfort me?"
There was a bang in Blacksmith Luo's head.
No matter how stupid or upright he is, he can now hear the true meaning of Yang Yongqing's words.
(End of this chapter)