Situ Nao's house is very large, and if you make a comparison, it is about three times the size of the house rented by Mu Xiaojiu and Hu Xiaoxian.

What is a little scary is that there are only three people living in such a big house, Situ Naohao, Situ Jingjing, and the mother of two people. In addition, there is also a nanny at home, who usually comes over to clean every day, occasionally helps Situ's noisy brother and sister's mother wash clothes, and adds some fruits, snacks, and various drinks to the refrigerator when necessary, and then leaves. Sometimes, if you run into Situ Nao and Situ Jingjing don't play games, you may have to cook a few meals for the two of you.

The mother of Situ Naohao and Situ Jingjing is usually not at home, this lady is very busy with work, running outside all year round, and can come back once or twice a week when she is good, and most of the time she may only come back once or twice a month. And there are 365 days a year, and there is never a day that can guarantee being at home, and the New Year is the same.

Situ remembered very well that during the Chinese New Year this year, it was he and Jingjing who bought air tickets to go to the south to find this great beauty for the New Year, and for forty-eight hours around 0:00, the three of them stayed together for less than two hours and had a meal.

Jingjing hates this big beauty very much, she has hated it since she was a child, and she thinks it's understandable to make trouble, but she doesn't like it either.

Of course, this big beauty will never say anything for the good of their brothers and sisters, after all, the three of them all know that the family's money has been spent as early as ten years ago, not to mention the money that the big beauty saves for the brothers and sisters every year, just say that the cultural relics and real estate cars in the family can already make the three of them eat and drink well for the rest of their lives. What's more, Situ has made small achievements in the stock market, not to mention anything else, as long as he is not greedy and does not gamble, it is definitely no problem to make money.

Therefore, the reason for this big beauty is very simple, she is a workaholic, she likes to work, and she likes the pleasure of playing games with people and the market.

This is also the reason why Jing Jing hates her.

Living in such a big house doesn't actually bring any pleasure or satisfaction to Situ Noisy, for him, maybe a small but warm is a better choice. But think about it, after living for so many years, he didn't bother to change.

Situ's noisy room was very tidy and he cleaned it himself. Although he was lazy, he didn't like the mess in his room.

Casually put on a coat, Situ opened the window, lit a cigarette, and wiped a bottle of milk from the cabinet. It would still be night, but he didn't turn on the lights.

He turned on his phone, glanced at the date, and after a moment, he looked up, a flash of realization in his eyes.

The truth was exactly what he expected.

He had already discovered that he himself might have fallen into a misunderstanding. If the air is not so dry, or even a little humid, does it mean that you have left the desert? Not necessarily, there are oases in the desert.

So, if you are still in that desert, the manor in the oasis, the private torture chamber, the people who moved away, the rusty torture instruments, the poisonous insects......

The ruins of the White Camel Villa.

Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke took refuge in the Qing Dynasty and initially established a branch in the Qing Dynasty. Later, before the outbreak of the Great War, because of the special geographical location of the White Camel Villa, it was easy to become the target of the Central Plains army and the Central Plains martial arts people, so Ouyang Feng led the roundabout relocation of the entire White Camel Villa.

The White Camel Villa has since become a ruin.

After going offline, take a look at the time, and the time is also right.

Situ thought about it, wrote a note, went out and pasted it on the door of Situ Jingjing's room, and then went back to the room. However, instead of playing the game again, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

If those people really want to kill him, he can't stop him online, and if he's not online, he can't stop it either, so it's better to sleep beautifully offline.

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Three days ago.

In the Shaolin Temple, the little monk Qingyun, who has grown up a little, sits on the slope of the back mountain, quietly looking up at the sky.

Master Zu Ming went to pick up the last bucket of water, and the little monk Qingyun ran with him several times, but he was really tired at this time, so he stopped halfway and prepared to rest here for a while.

The weather is very good tonight, there are not even a few clouds in the sky, and the stars in the sky are one by one, looking like sesame seeds on a rock sugar gourd. The little monk Qingyun licked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that his stomach was a little hungry.

In fact, he has never eaten rock sugar gourd before, he has seen it a few times, but the master has no money, and the monk's robe on his body has been sewn and mended for seven or eight years. Because he knows that although the master is strict, he is very good to himself. If he had taken a few more looks, the master would have bought it for him.

It's too wasteful to buy sugar gourds, so it's better to keep them for the master to buy monk's robes later, and you can also eat coarse noodles and dry food and thin white porridge.

Later, more than a month ago, Sister Xiaoxian'er passed by Shaomuro Mountain, went up the mountain to see him, and specially brought him two rock sugar gourds, which were delicious. Sister Xiao Xian'er also brought a new monk's robe to the master, and before leaving, Sister Xiao Xian'er left a silver ticket, and heard the master say that there were one hundred taels.

The master didn't want it at the time, and he didn't think he could ask for it, but Sister Xiaoxian'er still kept the silver ticket.

As soon as he thought of these things, the little monk Qingyun suddenly remembered Mu Xiaojiu again.

He misses Brother Xiao Jiu and Sister Xiao Xian'er a little.

Just as he was thinking, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind the little monk Qingyun. The black shadow curled his fingers and pointed at the back of the little monk Qingyun's head. The little monk Qingyun only felt a pain in the back of his head, and then the whole person fainted.

After about half a pillar of incense, Monk Zuming walked back with water.

"Qingyun, let's go, return to ......" Before the sixth word could be spoken, Monk Zuming suddenly found that he had not heard Qingyun's breathing.

He frowned and ran over in a few steps, only to find that the little monk Qingyun was not staying here.

There is a small trace pressed out by the little monk Qingyun on the grass, but there is no other trace next to it, the only trace is that the little monk Qingyun walked out of this hillside from the path he often walked.

And he knows Qingyun very well, if he doesn't come back, Qingyun won't go to other places to play, or leave with anyone, even if the head of the house comes.

Monk Zuming didn't rush to do anything, but closed his eyes first. In an instant, his perception began to spread wildly.

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