He put his right foot on the railing of the corridor, picked a rose and put it under his nose and sniffed it casually, and then looked at the white-haired old servant and said with a grin, "How do you know that I want to ask about your young lady, maybe I want to ask your master?"

The white-haired old servant looked like an uncertain prophet and said in a deep voice, "Alas, you have the right to ask any questions, but I also have the right not to answer your questions. ”

Jian Thirty was simply convinced by his invulnerable appearance, and he was almost a little impatient with his invulnerability, so he had to say with a posture of surrender, "Then I don't ask, okay?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old servant touched his head, as if he was thinking about what Jian Thirty meant, and as if he was thinking about other questions, and then, as if he had come up with a clue, he looked up at Jian Thirty, and said with a serious face, "Then are you talking about a problem or an attitude?"

Ken Thirty casually threw the picked rose flower into his arms and said, "What if it's a problem?"

The white-haired old servant nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Ken Thirty crossed his hands in front of his chest and said, "What if it's attitude?"

The white-haired old servant still nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Jian Thirty suddenly became a little confused.

He looked at the white-haired old servant, then held his chin with his hand and thought for a while, and said with a puzzled expression, "Isn't this all the same, isn't it nonsense that you answer like this?"

The white-haired old servant put his hands behind his back, looked like he had succeeded in his conspiracy, and said, "This is different, because your problem is simply nonsense." ”

Then, as if the Buddha also found his words interesting, he laughed.

The two of them were talking, laughing, bickering, and before they knew it, they were in the middle of the hall.

Although the furnishings and decorations in the hall are not luxurious, they are well organized, simple and simple without losing the prestige of a large family.

Of course, the reason why a simple reception hall gives Sword Thirty such a feeling is probably due to the fact that Blade Snow Mountain Villa has a good housekeeper, or a good housewife.

Just from this daily furnishings, you can probably get the richness of the owner here.

And in the furnishings of this hall, in addition to the most eye-catching Danshu plaque given by the emperor who reads "Majesty of the World" hanging above his head, what is left is probably the golden knife enshrined in front of the incense case.

This is the golden knife of the White Prison Knife, which is known as the undefeated golden knife by the Six Gates.

Obviously, knives have been around for some years.

Although the blade of the knife is still bright and eye-catching, the knife coat wrapped around the hilt is a little hairy, and even a little faded.

The knife ring is a little mottled and even slightly rusty.

Although the knife is an ordinary knife, it faintly exudes a terrifying murderous aura.

Probably because of the excessive number of killings.

Jian Thirty was in a daze at the golden knife, when he saw the white-haired old servant arching his hand at him, and said, "Please wait a while, I will go and tell my master, and I will come when I go." ”

So saying, he walked out.

In an instant, only thirty swords remained in the huge living room.

There was no tea, no servants, not even a sound, just the faint hum of the golden sword.

Probably this is the legendary knife sound.

Jian Thirty felt a little bored and a little curious, so he put the bamboo basket on the table and looked around.

He touched the scar on his neck, then bent his waist and sneaked towards the world-famous undefeated golden knife like a mischievous schoolboy, as if he wanted to see what kind of power was hidden in this world-famous undefeated golden knife that could make the white prison knife a myth in the six doors.

However, before his hand touched the golden sword, the white-haired old servant suddenly went back and forth, as if he had anticipated Sword Thirty's attempt, and shouted at Sword Thirty, "Hey, don't move around, everything here is our young lady's hard work, and if it is broken, you can't afford to take your life, hum." ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and continued, "Also, here, you must not pant loudly, because it will make our young lady rest, and also, don't fart, because it will pollute the air here." ”

He seemed to be very unkind to Sword Thirty, the world-famous No. 1 fast sword.

And Jian Thirty, after hearing his scolding, seemed to be a little embarrassed, so he rubbed his hands, walked towards the white-haired old servant with a look of mistake, and pointed to his nose and said impatiently as he walked, "Oh, you can rest assured, I didn't eat garlic today, my mouth doesn't stink, if I really want to fart, I will ask for your approval in advance, this is going down, right?"

The white-haired old servant shook his head at him, and said solemnly, "You don't need to ask me, I will definitely not approve it." ”

Jian Thirty is completely convinced, and when he encounters such a subordinate, he doesn't know if it is the blessing of the master here or bad luck.

If he had such a subordinate, he would not have lived long if he was nagged like this every day, so he had to shrug his shoulders helplessly at him, and said loudly, "This is not good, that is not good, the family style of the White Prison Knife, the treasure of the six doors, is really different from others, I can't pant loudly, I can't fart, so can I drink the pot of wine on the table?"

The white-haired old servant looked at the pot of wine, then at Jian Thirty, and said, "Oh, there's nothing wrong with this, please do whatever you want, okay, I'll go and report to my master." ”

With that, he walked out.

We once said that Jian Thirty was born to be a curious person, otherwise, he would not be called a nosy hero.

For a curious, nosy man, it would be more difficult for you to let him wait in the big living room in a boring way than to kill him.

What's more, the Snow Blade Mountain Resort itself is such a place full of mysteries.

The mysterious white-haired old servant, the mysterious eldest lady is as white as a wan, and the mysterious white prison knife, the treasure of the six doors, in such a blade snow villa full of mysteries, if he doesn't walk around and take a look, then he is really not a nosy sword thirty.

So, when he had drunk the jug of good wine on the table to his mouth, he slipped out of the window and wandered about the corridors, the courtyards, the flowers, and the steps.

Although it will not be unpleasant for the owner of this room.

Of course, no matter what, Sword Thirty can be regarded as a well-known hero in the rivers and lakes.

Being a hero can't go around in someone else's house without the permission of the owner, let alone a home with so many rules and such a mysterious master.

Therefore, he had to find an excuse for himself to let himself wander around: "Hmph, the shelf of the White Prison Knife is not small, let me wait for so long and not come to see me, this is his fault first, since he doesn't come to see me, then I have to go to see him." What's more, I've been waiting for so long, it's so boring, there's nothing wrong with going around to see and relax. ”

He comforted himself in this way, turned left and right in the yard, pulled the petals of a bud among the flowers, raised his hand to pick a leaf, leaned down and bowed to the lake, and then, jumping onto the bridge, his hand on the pergola and looking around.