Chapter 1211

Zhong Wenxu's residence is not difficult to find. Xuanwei and his team soon found the address. Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue go to the door and are ready to find out.

When they got to the place, Nangong Yan went to knock on the door. It was an old man who came to open the door.

The old man looked at Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue from head to foot vigilantly before slowly asking, "who are you looking for?"

Nangong Yan arched his hand: "old man, we're here to find Zhong Wenxu, childe Zhong."

"Looking for our young master?" the old man had a faint doubt in his eyes. "I don't know who they are?"

"Oh. We met Mr. Zhong a long time ago. This time my wife and I bought a new residence, so I want to invite him to measure Feng Shui."

"I'm sorry, it's a bad time for you two to come. My young master is away from home. Please come back!"

Then he would close the gate!

In Nangong, the palms of his eyes were fast, and his palm lightly touched the gate.

The old man's face showed a slightly sullen look: "what do you want to do?"

"Don't get me wrong, old man. Well, my wife and I came here on a hurry, but we didn't think that childe Zhong was away. You see, it's very hot and my wife is not feeling well. Can you let us go in and have a rest?"

Nangong Yan then said, "you can rest assured. My wife and I will sit for a while and go."

The old man's eyes kept sweeping over them. Finally, he said, "come in."

Nangong Yan took Ji Qingxue's hand and entered the door with the old man.

After bypassing a long flower corridor in front, they came to the hall.

The old man said to them, "please sit down first. The old slave will make tea for you."

Nangong Yan nodded gently: "I'm sorry."

After the old man left, Ji Qingxue said, "ah Yan, have you found anything unusual?"

"Well, it's too quiet."

Such a big mansion, but they haven't seen any servants except the old man just now since they came in.

Ji Qingxue feels the same way. Even if Zhong Wenxu may not be suitable for contacting too many people because of his illness, this huge mansion is not only equipped with one servant.

Besides, I'm still an old man with inconvenient hands and feet. I really don't understand.

Ji Qingxue stood up and walked around the house. "The feng shui master's home is no different from our ordinary people."

I thought Zhong Wenxu's home would be very special. At least the Feng Shui pattern should be good, but it looks ordinary.

Nangong Yan doesn't think so: "ah Xue really doesn't think it's special?"

Ji Qingxue looked back: "what do you mean, do you see other ways?"

Nangong Yan pointed to a vase beside her at any time: "it should be the white sand glass bottle that the western regions paid tribute to the monarch of the state of Qi many years ago."

"Ah? So it's very valuable."

"It can be said that when the white sand glass bottle was burned, only two of the tens of thousands were successfully burned, so it was particularly precious."

Ji Qingxue hurried away for fear that he might accidentally break it: "my darling, there are only two? That's not equivalent to out of print!"

"However, how do you know?" Ji Qingxue looked at Nangong Yan suspiciously.

Nangong Yan smiled: "because another bottle is thrown in Dayan's warehouse."

So as soon as he came in, he found that although the hall of zhongwenxu's house looked ordinary, everything in it was priceless.

Nangong Yan saw that Ji Qingxue was bowing and studying the white sand glass bottle very seriously. His eyes were almost emitting wolf light.

He couldn't help feeling his forehead and sighing, and he made another mistake.

"Ah Xue, don't look."

When the old man comes back, he will think they are thieves and come to steal when he sees her like this.

"Ah Yan, if I sell this vase, how much can it be worth?"

Nangong Yan was helpless: "didn't you hear me say that this is the tribute from the western regions? Who dares to sell the tribute, unless he thinks his life is long."

Ji Qingxue then recovered: "yes, this is a tribute from the king of the western regions to the emperor of Qi. Why is it here?"

Nangong Yan waited quietly for her below. Ji Qingxue suddenly said, "is it difficult that this Zhong Wenxu family was a flying thief who broke into the palace and stole the vase?"

Nangong Yan's face is black. Forget it. I don't expect her to say anything reliable.

"Does this family have anything to do with the royal family of the state of Qi?"

Ji Qingxue was about to speak. Nangong Yan raised her finger and made a silent move to her.

The old housekeeper came back with tea.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. You're old and slow."

The old housekeeper offered tea. After thanking Ji Qingxue, he couldn't help asking, "are you the only one in such a big mansion?"

"Yes. The young master dismissed all his servants before, leaving only the old slave."

"Oh. He's not in such a big place. You won't feel lonely living alone."

The old housekeeper smiled and said, "they are half buried, and they can't feel lonely for a long time."

"Let's have a rest here. If you have a good rest and leave by yourself, the old slave will retire."

After confirming that the old housekeeper really left, Ji Qingxue turned to Nangong Yan and said, "ah Yan, do we want to go to other places to have a look?"

Now that they have come, how can they be willing to return empty handed without checking it out.

"OK."

Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue entered the inner hall in a twinkling of an eye, and then climbed over the wall from the backyard of the inner hall into the East corridor.

Xuanwei checked that most of the wing rooms in the mansion were empty, only it looked like someone had lived in the East.

"The fifth room from the left is Zhong Wenxu's room. Fifth, Fifth... Found it!"

Ji Qingxue said in a deep voice, "ah Yan, this is it."

Door was unlocked, and nangongyan opened it with the a gentle push.

"Make complaints about this room."

The windows in the room were reinforced and sealed, and long gauze curtains hung everywhere, as if to hide something.

Nangong Yan's eyes turned around: "I don't know how airtight the room is. It should be because of his illness."

"I think so." Ji Qingxue rolled her eyes, "but if the air is not circulating for a long time, something will happen to people's body."

Zhong Wenxu's room gives people a very dull and gloomy feeling, which is completely different from himself.

They began to rummage around the house to see if they could find any clues.

Zhong Wenxu is now their only breakthrough.