"Well, Lu Meisha from the Shoji Mansion came in with the key... What should we do?"

Opposite Zhang Rongfang's residence, two couples setting up a stall selling home-made tofu looked a little blank.

If it had been anyone else, they could have solved it secretly. But...this Lu Meisha...

As spirit warriors, they are among the few guards who know Zhang Rongfang's true identity.

The purpose is to protect the safety of the house at all times.

But now, it's the adults' relatives who have entered...

"Don't be anxious, send the message back immediately and let the adults make their own decisions. This is your family matter, it's not our turn to make the decision." The woman lowered her head to scoop up the tofu and whispered.

"That's all we can do..." the man sighed.

On the other side, Lu Meisha quickly closed the courtyard door with her backhand and looked at the courtyard.

The first thing that caught his eye was the wooden piles that were almost broken.

Wooden stakes are everywhere, and almost anyone who practices martial arts has them.

Lu Meisha just looked at it briefly and didn't take another look. Her purpose was to find Zhang Rongfang's real secret.

Don't waste your time on these ordinary wooden piles.

Crossing the yard, she came to the door of the back room and pushed hard.

Suddenly a flash of red seemed to flash before her eyes.

"Huh? What!?"

Lu Meisha looked around warily.

The room was extremely clean, with some weapons and the like wrapped in cloth strips hung on the walls.

There are swords, guns and wheels.

There is a large mahogany table with standard study utensils.

A light brown bamboo inkstone screen engraved with the Taoist Jingjing Sutra divides the entire table into two parts.

The inkstone screen is a small screen usually placed on the desk, used to block light when there is strong light, and occasionally also has a decorative effect.

In a wooden storage box on the left, there are seven or eight seals of various sizes.

Lu Meisha stepped forward, picked up one and looked at it. She didn't recognize the words engraved at the bottom of the seal.

Just then, she heard a small pecking sound.

When I looked up, I immediately saw a red feather tail rising up and down behind the inkstone screen.

"Bird?" Lu Meisha's heart moved and she slowly approached.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed the inkstone screen.

But there was nothing behind it.

He glanced at the table in confusion and could only see a pile of empty grain husks.

But I just can't see the owner of the red feather just now.

"Weird..." She narrowed her eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

She waved her hand suddenly and looked at the back of the inkstone in her hand.

There is a little red bird lying on the back and her big eyes are staring at her.

Instantly, Lu Meisha noticed that there seemed to be something tied to the little red bird's feet.

She reached out and grabbed it.

Unfortunately, I came up empty handed.

She even tilted herself, lost her balance, and hit the corner of the table...

Bang.

Lu Meisha covered her face and howled in pain before falling to the ground.

"My face!"

She climbed up, covered her face and stared at the little red bird.

The little red bird's jewel-like eyes looked at her calmly.

The strong and the weak are clearly visible.

"Haha...it's all bleeding..." Lu Meisha let go of her hand and looked at the little blood on her finger, her face suddenly darkened.

puff!

She slapped the little red bird hard.

Unfortunately, the call came up empty again.

She slapped her palms heavily on the table, making a crisp pop sound.

"Oh!" My hand hurts...

Lu Meisha looked at the little red bird that instantly moved to her right, her eyes almost ready to spit fire.

"I don't believe it!"

She calmed down, took a deep breath, and then suddenly slapped her hands together.

Bang bang bang bang!

She swore her hands had never been so flexible since she was born.

Like a continuous racket, like a float on the water, it keeps beating flexibly on the table.

pity....

The little red bird just moved at a critical moment every time to avoid her attack.

Left, right, left, left, left, left, left... Poof!

Lu Meisha slapped the corner of the paper knife on the side hard.

Her eyes bulged, her upper body tilted up in pain, and she opened her mouth to scream, but then she suddenly remembered that this was not her home, so she held it back.

When she retracted her hand, there was already a shallow cut on the palm of her right hand, but it was more bruised and swollen.

Fortunately, the paper knife is wrapped in a protective wooden shell.

"I can't use my hands anymore..." Lu Meisha was shaking with anger. She felt that she had never been so angry.

She stared at Xiaohong with her eyes fixed on her, then she stretched out her intact left hand and pointed at him.

"You're dead! Wait, I'll catch you, steam and fry you right away!!"

"Chirp." Xiaohong shouted twice with a confused look on her face.

Whoosh!

Lu Meisha was so angry that she felt like a fool! She couldn't even catch a bird!

So she took off her coat, opened it up, and pulled it forward!

Bang!

Xiaohong jumped calmly, then tapped her head lightly, and landed on the door frame at the back.

Then he looked down at the stupid human being and bumped his head against the hard mahogany table.

Lu Meisha raised her head from the table and saw Xiao Hong flying away again, her heart almost collapsed.

She rolled up her clothes and threw them at Xiao Hong, but unfortunately, before the clothes arrived, Xiao Hong had already flown out the door and landed on the treetops in the yard outside.

"Death!!" Lu Meisha rushed out angrily, threw the clothes in her hand horizontally, and pulled them out with all her strength.

It's a pity that she didn't notice that there was a threshold under her feet.

The clothes were thrown halfway and fell to the bottom like a cliff.

There was a muffled sound.

Lu Meisha fell face down to the ground.

At this moment, Xiaohong on the tree and Lu Meisha on the ground.

The breath of the strong and the cry of the weak are clearly visible...

There is no emotion in the little ruby-like eyes, but only calmness.

This kind of playfulness cannot even be considered as after-dinner entertainment in the special training it has received.

Looking boredly at the human being who was struggling to get up from the ground, it straightened its tail feathers with its mouth, flapped its wings and flew away.

Lu Meisha got up, her nose was bleeding and she could hardly stop it.

She quickly blocked her nostrils with a handkerchief.

Looking back, she looked at the already somewhat messy room, knowing that Zhang Rongfang must not find her sneaking in.
To be continued...