After hearing that Tang Shirou's body trembled abruptly, and the pupils trembled uncontrollably in the next second.

　　

　　 In order to avoid her anomaly being detected, Xia Meng calmly dragged her to the back of the team. At this time, the gap between the new and the old players was reflected.

　　

　　 Following Xia Meng's sharp eyes, Tang Shirou immediately stopped moving.

　　

　　 "Young Master Huang will come to the lake to sing at night?" An Xuan behaved very surprised. He concealed it well, as if he had just learned what happened on the lake last night.

　　

　　 "Yes," Mr. Zhou nodded. He seemed unwilling to say more about this issue. Then he turned around and said coldly, "Master Huang is still waiting in the hall. Please doctors come with me."

　　

　　 The young woman beside him, as well as the fierce man like a doorgod, also turned away, giving way to the stone road behind him.

　　

　　 The group led by Zhou Guanjia to a main courtyard. The courtyard wall here is getting taller and bigger. Outside the wall is a small bamboo forest with excellent growth. The environment is quiet and elegant.

　　

　　 Everyone intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from the steward Zhou who led the way.

　　

Liao Zhi, a teacher with yellow hair, shrank his neck and looked around, looking very vigilant, "It's strange," he whispered, "Since we have been here before, then we must also know the young master's condition. , Does he need to explain to us again?"

　　

　　 "Indeed," Yuki's dull voice came out after a while, "It doesn't make sense."

　　

"Perhaps it is a rule," Qin Jian touched his chin with one hand, and said in an uncertain tone: "You should be clear that the rules here are not only restricting us, and those things and NPCs will all be restricted by the rules. "

　　

　　 "So...Even if Steward Zhou knows that we have been here, he must repeat the things we introduced last time when we came," Chen Qiang was the one who spoke. As a newcomer, he seldom speaks.

　　

　　 But unlike ordinary newcomers, he saw that the world was in the Song Dynasty on the time axis when he first arrived here. Not only that, but now he has also found out some basic rules of nightmares from the words of several old players.

　　

　　 Gradually, some interesting sights stopped on him, but he himself didn't seem to know, he was still looking at Qin Jian and asked, "Is that right?"

　　

　　 "Almost," Qin Jian smiled at him and nodded.

　　

　　 Unknowingly, a group of people have come to the door of a very grand room. The steward Zhou who leads the way in front of the door paused on the stone steps, turned his head, and looked at the players behind him.

　　

"Doctors," Steward Zhou said suddenly, "One thing I have to remind you, my master is exhausted because of the young master’s illness, and his physique is weak and cold. I also hope that you will be more euphemistic when talking about the young master’s illness in front of him. So as not to irritate him."

　　

　　 "It should be." An Xuan nodded slightly.

　　

　　 Pushed the door open, the room was a bit dim. About seven or eight meters away, there was a rich old man who said he was an old man, but the actual age is estimated to be less than 60, much younger than Qin Jian with white eyebrows and beards.

　　

　　 should be Mr. Huang, the person in charge of the Yellow Mansion, and also the rumors of Huang Dashan.

　　

　　 The current temperature can only be called cool, but Master Huang is wearing a thick fur coat, almost covering his entire body, and his eyes are slightly closed, showing a listless appearance.

　　

　　 A young woman dressed as a maid stood beside him. Like the rest of the servants in the mansion I saw before, she had no vision, as if she had lost her soul.

　　

　　 Judging from the prospects, the butler’s worries are not unreasonable. The rich old man looks poor physically and mentally, his face is pale, and there is almost no **** color. It is because of his son's strange illness.

　　 "Master," Steward Zhou stepped forward and said respectfully, "Doctors are here."

　　

　　 Hearing this, Master Huang's eyelids trembled, and it took a long time to fully open.

　　

　　 After he opened his eyes completely, the scene in front of him was quite surprising. Master Huang's eyes turned yellow, and dense bloodshot eyes were scattered all over the white of his eyes, which looked a bit scary.

　　

　　'S yellowed eyes slowly turned, his gaze looked at everyone, he opened his mouth little by little, but before he could speak, he coughed violently, "cough cough...cough..."

　　

　　 The young maid who stood by with her hands down immediately stepped forward and eased her back for Master Huang, her movements were very skillful.

　　

　　 "Thanks...it is work, doctors, for the children's illness...I bothered."

　　

　　 A simple sentence, Master Huang took a few breaths before he finished speaking.

　　

　　 "The doctor is kind," the best-selling An Xuan nodded slightly to Master Huang: "It should be."

　　

"Children... the doctors must be aware of the children's illnesses," Mr. Huang continued to gasp, "Then I won't leave you all, if... if the children's illnesses can be cured , Everybody is the distinguished guest of my Huang Mansion, this kindness to us...cough cough...cough..."

　　

　　 Seeing that Master Huang became more emotional, Mr. Zhou secretly winked at everyone, and An Xuan immediately said, "Master Huang is polite, then let's go to Master's place first."

　　

　　 Master Huang seemed to have difficulty talking anymore, so he waved his hand.

　　

　　 After leaving the room where Master Huang was, everyone was relieved. The illness of Master Huang seemed to be very serious, but he didn’t know that Master Huang...

　　

　　 "Housekeeper Zhou," Qin Jian suddenly asked, "When is it convenient for us to go and treat Huang Shaoye?"

　　

　　 Since he knew that Young Master Huang closed his door to thank guests during the day, and only went to the lake to sing at night~lightnovelpub.net~, Qin Jian's worries seemed reasonable. After all, no one wanted to go to the lake to see Young Master Huang at night.

　　

　　 Ghost knows what will happen?

　　

　　 "What time do you think is the right time, doctors?" Mr. Zhou turned around and asked.

　　

　　 It's about 9 or 10 o'clock now, the sun is shining on my body, bringing a hint of warmth.

　　

　　 "Or just now," Teacher Liao Zhi pursed his lips, and suggested in a low voice.

　　

Maybe it’s because it’s close to the lake. The water vapor is very heavy. Everyone feels that the body is damp. Shi Liao Zhi’s chicken-coop-like yellow hair is knotted in strands, drooping, and sticking to his forehead. It looks a little funny. .

　　

　　 But at this moment everyone's attention is focused on Zhou Guanjia.

　　

　　 A few seconds later, Butler Zhou nodded and said, "Okay."

　　

　　 Things are surprisingly smooth, which caught the players who had planned for the worst by surprise. The NPCs in this dungeon seem to be a bit too talkative.

　　

　　 "But before I see the young master, I also hope that the doctors can change their clothes," Steward Zhou said slowly.

　　

Hearing that Xia Meng squinted her eyes, but before she could speak, she heard a very unhappy voice, "What should I change? You want to change it, I won't change it," Jiang Cheng yelled aside, looking very powerful. He looked very imposing, "I'm a brand-name product. I managed to save money to buy it. You won't let me wear it?"