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Before leaving, Wu Chen repeatedly warned Situ Yan not to tell Xie Yuantang.

However, he never expected that as soon as he left, Situ Yan came into the house to look for Xie Yuantang.

"Miss?"

Situ Yan was stunned as soon as he entered the door.

What about people?

Didn’t Hongqiu say she was in the house?

"Madam? Madam..."

"Wow!"

With a clinking sound, a little head popped out from among the gold, silver and jewels on the bed!

Like radishes growing in the ground!

"Looking for me!"

Xie Yuantang blinked his eyes, his thick long eyelashes fluttered, and his little face was full of a smile made of money!

Situ Yan looked at her in surprise: "Madam, why are you burying yourself in a pile of money?"

"You don't understand~"

Xie Yuantang waved his hands, holding a stack of banknotes in both hands, and said like a money-grubber: "Being able to sleep on a couch made of money is my lifelong dream!"

Situ Yan sat beside her, frowned slightly and said, "But it's very uncomfortable."

"I am willing!"

Xie Yuantang clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly: "Please, God of Wealth, please don't be polite to me. I won't mind any amount of money!"

When Situ Yan saw her like this, he thought to himself: My wife really loves money!

It seems that he will have to earn more money in the future, otherwise when his wife grows taller, this money will not be enough for her to make her bed!

Xie Yuantang's two thin arms were holding two large pearl necklaces and a dozen large ingots. He finally remembered to ask, "Why did you come back? Wuchen left?"

"Ah."

Situ Yan nodded obediently: "Didn't my wife say that I only need to chat for a quarter of an hour?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his left sleeve to above his elbow, revealing his fair and tight forearm with a faintly visible blue vein.

Xie Yuantang looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Situ Yan pointed at the red dot on his forearm: "This is my toad blood!"

Xie Yuantang: “…”

"I asked Yan Mo to draw this for me with red ink before I went to see Wu Chen."

"so?"

"So I didn't do anything else except chatting with you. I still have my male virtues!"

Situ Yan said seriously: "Grandpa Bi said that putting a red dot here can represent my purity!"

Xie Yuantang: “…”

She decided to have a good “chat” with Sun Fengbi tomorrow!

I asked him to teach some common sense, but what he taught was all messed up!

Big Brother Tang herself doesn’t think so at all, and what she taught Situ Yan was not serious at all!

"I've wiped it off. Besides, this toad blood can't be effective just by drawing a red dot on it!"

Xie Yuantang took out his handkerchief in annoyance, grabbed his arm and wiped it off.

Situ Yan obediently stretched out his hand for Xie Yuantang to wipe it for him, and said, "Madam, Wu Chen said he left something with me, and asked me to find it and give it to him."

"Oh, then you give it to him."

Xie Yuantang didn't care much. She had already got the shares, so naturally she didn't care about their little secrets.

"But I can't remember what it is!"

Situ Yan scratched his head and said, "He also asked me not to tell you what it is."

Xie Yuantang looked up at him and said, "Then why did you tell me?"

Situ Yan's peach blossom eyes curved, and he smiled cunningly: "I didn't say that, I just told my wife to find something for him, and my wife knew about this!"

"As for what exactly it is, I don't even know myself, how can I tell my wife?"

Xie Yuantang narrowed his eyes: "Husband, I find that you are very good at playing now!"

Only promise half to everyone, so that in the end no one is offended!

Situ Yan smiled brightly, raised his right index finger, and gently scratched Xie Yuantang's nose:

"It was my wife who taught me well. I learned to think before doing things, so my wife is still better at playing!"

Xie Yuantang: “…” Should I praise her or insult her?

-

That night.

It’s still the same bunk bed!

Xie Yuantang slept on the upper bunk, holding the little zombie in her arms, with her shares and banknotes as a pillow, and she slept soundly!

Situ Yan slept on the lower bunk. Maybe it was because of what Wu Chen said, but he didn't sleep well.

In his dream, he saw himself standing among corpses, covered in blood, holding a broken sword in his hand, with blood dripping from the hilt.

"Tick, tick..."

Situ Yan frowned and struggled anxiously to wake up, but he could not get rid of this dream.

Suddenly, he saw a figure appear behind "himself" in his dream.

The man was wearing a monk's robe, but he had just shaved half of his hair, and the other half was still hanging on his shoulders. He was holding a pot of strong liquor in his hand. He shook his head and sighed, "Amitabha, my Buddha has mercy on me, donor, you are going too far!"

"Situ Yan" sneered and slowly raised the broken sword: "Oh? Too much? I don't think so."

Wu Chen in the dream pointed at Situ Yan's feet with one hand and said, "Of course it's excessive. You killed someone, but you didn't kill him completely. You left him with a breath and let him sink in the sea of ​​hatred and river of resentment, never to be free for the rest of his life. If that's not excessive, what is it?"

The person stepped on by Situ Yan: “…” Damn, I thought you were here to save me, but it turned out you were here to take my life!

Situ Yan raised his eyebrows and slowly curled his lips: "Master is really intelligent! It should be so!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken sword suddenly stabbed downwards!

It hit the man on the top of his head!

Clean and decisive, extremely ruthless!

From beginning to end, Situ Yan never looked down, but stared at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen saw him take action and exclaimed in surprise: "Oh! Your swordsmanship is really good! I thought I was the only one who liked the feeling of having my head pierced through!"

After that, he threw the wine jug in his hand to Situ Yan: "My name is Wuchen, what is your name, benefactor?"

……

Situ Yan suddenly opened his eyes!

He remembered where he put that thing!

In the darkness, Situ Yan got up quietly, put on his shoes, walked out of the room, and went to the study next door.

Then, he gently tapped his fingers on the picture frame on the innermost wall of the study.

"Click~"

With a slight sound, the picture frame suddenly split in the middle, and then a box about an inch long and an inch wide appeared in the depression in the wall.

The box was locked. Situ Yan took a look at the lock, raised his hand and pulled it slightly, easily breaking the lock!

Open the box and there are many things inside.

Situ Yan's eyes fell on those things, he was slightly stunned for a moment, then looked away, not daring to look at them any longer, and only took away the jade plate on top.

"crunch~"

Half a minute later, the door opened gently and Situ Yan returned to the room.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the upper bunk first.

Xie Yuantang was still sleeping in the same position as before he left, his small body lying on his side, his little arms tightly holding the little zombie in his arms.

Situ Yan walked to the bedside and raised his hand to touch her cheek, but his hand reached halfway into the air and then suddenly retracted.

"Madam, I remembered something...I seem to have killed a lot of people..."

He stared at Xie Yuantang blankly, his originally clear peach blossom eyes turned dark.

"People who kill people are all bad guys, right? If my wife knew that I was a bad guy, would she still be so nice to me?"