It was like seeing an old acquaintance through a different body and eyes, and therefore a somewhat unfamiliar one.

Because of this unfamiliarity, her expression looked a little surprised and stunned, even a little silly, which was rare, "You..."

"What do you mean by you!" Yuan Ge hesitated. Zhuang Mengdie had a bad temper. What she hated most was hesitant and indecisive people. She scolded him with a fierce face and a rough voice, "Did you hear me clearly? Stay away from that secret room. Why are you wandering around the door all day long? You are such a grown-up, don't you understand the principle of keeping things separate? Besides... do you think you can open the secret room just by wandering around the door every day? Do you think you can pray to the gods and perform rituals?"

The sense of strangeness that I felt at that time disappeared in an instant.

The little girl is still impatient, sharp-tongued and unforgiving. I don't know who she learned this eloquence from. Normally, everyone in the Zhuang family is gentle and elegant, and easy to talk to. But it's a pity that such a misfit grew on the tree with good roots. When describing Zhuang Mengdie like this, Miss Zhuang was particularly confident, "Aren't you, Yuan Ge, also the misfit on the big tree of the Yuan family? Do you still think you are the smoke on the ancestral grave? We are the same, so don't slander each other!"

This statement... actually made a lot of sense. Miss Yuan at that time couldn't refute a single word.

Seeing him protecting Yuan Ge's secret room like a hen protecting her chicks, she felt a little strange. Although Zhuang Mengdie was impatient, she was not a nosy person. Normally, even if she heard about this from other people, she would just sneer at it. But now she was protecting him like this... Could it be because of Zhuang Lichuan? Did she know about Zhuang Lichuan's actions behind his back?

Yuan Ge was puzzled and wanted to find out. He raised his hand to lift the hair at his temples, looked up suddenly, and said proudly, "Even if I covet the things in there, so what? Miss, please don't scare me. Although I have not been here for a long time, I know everything I should know. Yuan Ge is dead, and her former maid is missing. The secret room has become ownerless. Everyone wants to get it, but no one can open it... If that's the case, why can't I think about it? What if I open it? Ownerless things should be owned by those who are capable!"

"You?" Zhuang Mengdie seemed to have heard a very funny joke. She supported herself on the wall with one hand and put the other hand on her waist and laughed dryly twice. Then she turned around and sarcastically said, "Why? Do you think that I am not as good as a little girl like you in Zhixuan Mountain, or do you think that Yuan Ge's ability is all exaggerated? Not to mention whether it is ownerless or not, just think about the mechanism that the dead girl spent so much effort to make, and you can open it so easily? If that's true, I will go to the dead person's tombstone every day to laugh at her!"

That's not necessary...it's just an empty shell anyway. Even if you laugh at it twelve hours a day, you'll be the only one who suffers.

Yuan Ge felt that this move was unacceptable without any conscience - she had to open the mechanism, and it was somewhat disgusting to open her own mechanism and then be laughed at for making a poorly made one.

Yuan Ge pushed Zhuang Mengdie who was blocking his way without thinking, but she didn't move at all. It had been a long time since they last met, but this woman had become more and more well-developed. Yuan Ge touched his nose and said, "Hey, who are you? Do I know you? Or have I offended you before? You come to me for no reason. Are you speaking up for Yuan Ge? No one has ever said that Yuan Ge has a good sister on this mountain!"

"A good friend?!" Miss Zhuang's expression was colorful for a moment, as if she had swallowed a few flies. Her throat was obviously rolling, as if something was about to come out of it. After she made a few obvious swallowing movements, she asked in astonishment, "How could I be good friends with her? When I heard the news of her death, I happily ate two more bowls of white rice, you know? I am good friends with her? I would never be good friends with her even if I were to be good friends with anyone! I would never be good friends with her even if I were to be good friends with you! I just, I just simply can't stand people like you!"

Zhuang Mengdie looks like... a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Without waiting for Yuan Ge to speak, she seemed to be eager to prove herself, and spoke to herself at a completely different speed from before, "You are obviously a capable person, but you use your brains to do unorthodox things. You are gentle and harmless in front of your master, but you bully the weak and fear the strong behind her back! How can someone like you be qualified to get her things? You don't even have the qualifications to set foot in the medicine garden! And you want someone who is capable to take over the ownerless things? You? Someone who is capable? Do you believe that I will take the initiative to drive you down the mountain and put an end to your thoughts!"

"It's not your stuff..." Seeing his former "enemy" looking like he had eaten a fly, Yuan Ge felt in a good mood. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded and joked lazily, "You are protecting it like this, are you also coveting it? That's right, I haven't seen you before, and it's obvious that you just came up the mountain. As soon as you came up the mountain, you came here in a hurry to warn me, aren't you coveting those treasures?"

"I covet her stuff? Bah! Don't think that others are as despicable as you! I just can't bear to see her stuff fall into the hands of people like you!" She raised her hand, then stopped abruptly. The finger holding the whip stopped half an inch away from the tip of Yuan Ge's nose, and warned with every word, "I don't want to say much to you. What I have said today is final. I don't care who is backing you up, and I don't care how you trick Feng Qingtan into accepting you. I don't even want to care how much you look like that dead man... But! You remember this, in that secret room, I'll chop off whichever hand you stretch out, and in that yard, I'll chop off whichever foot you step with!"

"If you want to live a good life, be obedient!"

"Did you remember?!"

She not only protected the secret room, but also the yard.

Yuan Ge pursed his lips and smiled lazily, "No..."

Zhuang Mengdie's face froze, "You!"

"What do you mean by 'me'?" Yuan Ge patted his fist, which was so close to him, and rolled his eyes helplessly. "You clearly have a long whip in your hand, but you just keep nagging and threatening with words... Coward! Miss, let me make it clear to you, I must go into that secret room, and I would not disturb that yard, but now I want to step in and see how you plan to chop off my feet..."

Yuan Ge slowly stood up, leaned close to the other person's ear, chuckled and said, "If you have the ability, come and stop me. I'll wait..."

"Always waiting."

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