Qiaozhongbang felt very depressed. These two days, his wife and his constant quarrel made him feel physically and mentally exhausted. In addition, his daughter is not very close to him, which makes him reflect in the bottom of his heart, whether there is really something wrong.

The mother and daughter are too lazy to manage what Qiao Zhongbang is doing outside. They wash themselves and go to sleep.

In the dead of night, the tree quietly opened its dark eyes, looked sideways at her mother and sister who were sleeping soundly.

Gently lift a corner of the quilt, and the light figure of the tree passes through the window.

Under the moon, the shadow of the trees swayed, and the windows were motionless. There was only a light moonlight falling on the bed where the two mothers and daughters were sleeping.

The mansion of Wu Yanzhen's family is located in the east of the village. It's a one person high wall made of bricks and stones. There are several very tall trees in it.

The ghostly figure of the tree stood quietly in the corner for a long time, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his air and pointed his feet a little, and then he jumped up easily and fell steadily on the wall.

The courtyard of Wu Yanzhen's family is as big as four or five of them. On the empty ground, there are several stone tables and benches, and many sunflowers are planted on both sides of the road.

The trees landed on the ground, and ran directly to the backyard.

She came here today not just to ask aunt Wu for trouble, but to borrow money from Aunt Wu to visit her.

She remembers that after the outbreak of the last corpse puppet, aunt Wu dug up a field of gold and sold it to people for food. Unfortunately, at that time, it was the price of tens of millions of gold for rice grains. If every household had some surplus grain in hand, it was more secure than gold, silver and jewelry.

The tree sighed gently, so it said that after the chaos, there were more gold and silver, and there was no need to find anything to buy, which was useless at all.

When she thought of the golden mountain pearls in the inner world, her little face was full of melancholy.

I can't take it out now. It's useless to take it out every other day!

It's just that whether it's a blessing or a curse can't be avoided. In troubled times, although gold, silver and jade are useless, it's also pleasant to see such exquisite and gorgeous things.

The flexible figure of arbor jumps to the backyard of aunt Wu's house, turns around in the yard, walks tens of steps from the corner of the wall to the south, and then turns back for a few steps, which makes it stand still, and draws a rectangle with four square points, with a cold smile on the small face.

Mrs. Wu may have never dreamed that the gold in her backyard would disappear overnight.

It's nine hundred Liang gold. For a village woman, the speed of making money is amazing. Arbor shoved nine hundred liang of gold into a bundle and swung it on his shoulder. With a heavy and heavy burden on his small body, he jumped onto the wall of Wu Yanzhen's house.

Looking back, the corner of the mouth gently curled up a arc.

A few minutes later, Wu Yanzhen and her husband were woken up by the fire outside. They jumped out of bed in fear. As soon as they opened the door, they were stunned by the scene of the fire in front of them.

"Joe Joe!" When the little guy jumped out of the wall of Wu Yanzhen's house with a big package on his back, he saw an old tree nearby, a young man with white hair and smiling eyes, waving to her.

The tree almost slipped and fell to the ground, silently recited in his heart, scolded the "God of plague", resisted a package, did not blush, did not jump, and walked past the young man.

Yu Su is really silent: if he didn't follow his royal highness prince to witness the scene of this little guy killing people and setting fire to rob, maybe he would have thought that this kid was just going out for an outing carrying a package

Is it really good that such a small child has such a black heart and is so calm after killing and setting fire to others?