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Zhan Beihan threw Qianli Jing back to her: "Take it with you first and see the situation."

"Okay." Xiao Lingyue had no other choice and temporarily put away Qianlijing.

The two of them did not waste any more time and continued to walk up the winding mountain village path.

The deeper the night, the louder the wind in the mountains.

The wind blew across the mountains, causing countless swaying sounds of plants and trees, sometimes far away and sometimes near, and from afar, it sounds like a ghost crying from afar.

After walking for about ten minutes, Xiao Lingyue suddenly stopped and moved her nose slightly: "Do you smell wine?"

"It came from above." Zhan Beihan also smelled it.

He raised his head slightly, and in the room not far above, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the firelight in the room was shining through the window, and people could be vaguely shaking.

The sound of laughter and laughter seemed to be mixed with the sound of the whimpering wind, passing through the ears of the two of them.

Xiao Lingyue curled her lips and smiled: "I finally found someone!"

"Walk!"

Without further ado, the two of them immediately flashed towards the room.

It was a large blue brick house. It looked quite old. The exterior walls were charred and there were traces of being cut by a fire knife, but it did not affect the residence.

There is also a yard behind the house, and a low shed behind it. There is a blue smoke coming from the roof, and the smell of smoked and grilled food comes from it.

Xiao Lingyue saw that there were braziers in front and behind the house, and the light was much brighter than other places, making it inconvenient to hide.

She pointed silently on the roof.

Zhan Beihan nodded slightly.

The two of them flashed along the shadows one by one to the other to the side of the house, stepped on the wall lightly, lifted up, and fell lightly on the green tiles on the roof.

Looking at the tiles under his feet, Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said in a low voice: "You can afford to use tiles. These guys are living a really good life!"

In ancient times, tiles were more expensive than blue bricks.

Only the official kilns in towns are qualified to burn tiles, and the people do not allow themselves to burn them.

Therefore, if people want to buy tiled houses, they must go to the official kiln to buy them, and the price is quite not cheap.

Because of this, we can afford to live in "blue brick houses". In ancient times, we were wealthy families, and poor people could not afford tiles. Most of them were covered with oil cloth and wide-leaf plants, which were far less sturdy and durable than tiles.

Not to mention red-top tiles, glazed tiles, etc. that are more advanced than green tiles, which are qualified to be used by noble families and royal relatives.

But now, in such a bandit village in the deep mountains, blue bricks and tiles can be seen everywhere. The tiles seem to be quite new, unlike old tiles.

Therefore, Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but sigh.

Zhan Beihan stepped on the tiles and made no sound while walking, and soon found a suitable location.

He bent down slightly, carefully uncovered a piece of tiles, and looked into the room through the gap.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingyue also came over.

The two people were very close, and the breathing sound was clearly audible.

Zhan Beihan suddenly smelled a light fragrance of medicine coming out of her body.

It was the smell of being exposed to medicinal materials for a long time and being soaked in the muscles. It was cold and slightly cool, and it smelled calm, not as greasy as the fragrance of ordinary women's powder.

The man glanced at her indifferently, and saw that her eyes were focused on the lower part, and said nothing.
Chapter completed!