Chapter 59:

Out of the teahouse, the three stood in front of the teahouse, attracting a lot of attention.
"Big Brother, this is the end of today. Anyway, I still have to do something in Fengming City today. I am not so anxious to go back to the south. I will go to the house to find you later. We will go back to the other house first.
"Chi Lian's faint tone was so calm that he couldn't calm down anymore, and he didn't lift his eyelids, so he and Yan Fenger got on the big chair.
Of course, Ji Yan did not object, nor retained, nor did he expose Yan Fenger's identity, because several times, she saw the monster's begging expression on him.
You can't do it if you think he's a hard-hearted man... Ji Yan walked towards the house for a few steps, and the second child in the teahouse chased him out, gasping for Ji Yan: "Grandpa Zhang, you have something It fell, oh, look at me to catch up with you..." "I have something dropped?" Ji Yan was a bit puzzled and found that there was nothing in his body.
However, Xiaoer hurriedly handed a small box, and then Xiaoer was called back by the boss.
This box is so small that it can be held by a slap. The strange thing is that the small box with a beautifully engraved pattern is actually locked... This small box is not extended. He does not have such a strange thing. , But according to Xiaoer's description just now, this box was indeed found in the Ya room... Could it be... this thing was red refined...after nightfall.
When Ji Yan returned to the mansion, when he entered the door, he found something was wrong, and all the servants in the mansion disappeared. At the difficult moment when Ji Yan was puzzled, the voice of women laughing and making noises came from the backyard.
Traces followed the sound.
However, he was surprised and surprised to see the scene.
In the backyard where the butterflies are swarming, there are a number of beautiful women in beautiful clothes, blue shirts and thin girls, light-skinned man dances, natural sounds, and a lively and beautiful dance figure interwoven, and these women are all Huajie The famous kuais in the various Qinglou...but—the people who are sitting in the crowd and enjoying this wine and food, singing and dancing, and beautiful dancing, but they are a strange young man with fair skin and a gorgeous black robe.
Seeing Ji Yan appearing, the man in black smiled happily and casually turned towards the tunnel: "Uncle Ji.
"He yelled at Yan Yan without hesitation, letting Yan Yan fall into deeper doubts."
"Who are you?" Ji Yan can't remember the character in his memory. He has never known this number. "Where have the people in the house gone?" "The people in the house were called by your wife Zhang Ziyan to fix the city The'Great Rock Temple' in the outer rock gate said that it thundered last night and destroyed the temple wall. Your wife is kind and let everyone in the house go. This is also regarded as Zhangde Jide for you.
"The strange young man laughed extremely strangely, and the laughter was ethereal, making Ji Yan creepy.
Ji Yan remembered this. Zhang Ziyan came back a few days ago and said that he would take Motong back to the house recently, but he didn't expect to come back today, but who is this young man in his house who is doing something wrong... …"Who are you?" The traces were unbearable. The women's clothes were exposed and the dances were promiscuous. He stared angrily at the handsome and strange young man. "Why do you know so much, you will appear again?" You are in the house, you make these women come to play, what exactly do you want to do?" It really does not make sense, what is this person thinking of Zhang House as such, it is so casual.
"Uncle Ji, I have reminded you many times that I haven't seen you for half a year. You just forgot me completely. It seems that you should deepen your impression of me.
"The man in black still smiles strangely without hesitation. The deep black eyes stare at the man with evil spirits. The long hair pouring down like a waterfall is as soft and delicate as satin... The sky was too dark, and Ji Yan didn't quite see the person's appearance, but the outline in the shadow showed that this person was handsome and arrogant, and the night breeze raised his shirt, and ambiguously flicked his silky head. As long as the hair is so delicate... The man, half lying on Huakui's lap, holding a jar of wine in his arms, turned a blind eye to Ji Yan, who was so popular that he didn't say a word for most of the day.
Singing singing, dancing dancing, completely ignoring the trace of the existence of this master...