Fake daughters exploded after Desert Island Survival

Chapter 282

The man was picking up some bargains in the warehouse and putting them on a cloth.Probably trying to steal these things out at night when no one is around.

Xiao Qingran couldn't help thinking, this man is not going to take these things as betrothal gifts!

He obviously already has a wife and children outside, and they are all in their 40s, but they still want to steal money from the master's family to marry a beautiful teenage girl.

This man is really courageous.

Forget it, she will do a good deed for the Zhou family!

The corners of Xiao Qingran's mouth twitched slightly, and when he pushed the door open, the stone in his hand bounced directly to the head of Brother Zhou who turned subconsciously when he heard the movement.

Before this man named Brother Zhou saw who it was, he lost his head and fell on the cage on the ground.

Xiao Qingran let the light of the mobile phone dangle in the warehouse, looked at dozens of boxes of gold ingots piled up like a hill, and signaled Luo Jiuyan to quickly put them into the storage space.

"I didn't expect the Zhou family to be so rich."

Xiao Qingran sighed while picking out treasures in the warehouse.

"There are actually two hundred-year-old ginseng. A purple ganoderma."

Xiao Qingran said while handing the things to Luo Jiuyan.

The two quickly swept through the warehouse of the Zhou Mansion.All the valuables were taken away, and as for those who didn't like it, they didn't move at all.

"Let's go to Patriarch Zhou's small warehouse."

Under Xiao Qingran's spiritual power, everything she wanted to know was invisible.

Patriarch Zhou's small warehouse is in a very secret place.

Behind a small Buddhist hall enshrined by the female relatives in the backyard.

The mechanism is just a vase, without any creativity.

But what's inside is small but fine.The value is not worse than that of the big warehouse.

"Luo Jiuyan, I didn't expect to find such a good-looking 500-year-old ginseng in the ancient martial arts world."

In Xiao Qingran's previous life, she had even seen ginseng that was thousands of years old, let alone 500-year-old ginseng.

What interested her was that Patriarch Zhou's method of preserving ginseng really impressed her.

It even used a rosewood box.

"This looks like wild ginseng, which is very different from artificial cultivation."

Luo Jiuyan only glanced at it, and was also slightly surprised.

"Good stuff, put it away."

After the two searched Patriarch Zhou's small warehouse, they returned to the big warehouse.

"Let the fire start from inside the warehouse!"

Xiao Qingran dumped the oil lamp Brother Zhou brought in and used a fire talisman.

Watching the cloth in the warehouse burn first.The two backed out quickly.

"I wanted to stay and watch the fun, but it's too cold today, let's go back to sleep!"

Not long after the two left, the Zhou Mansion became lively.

Water leaked out of the warehouse of the Zhou Mansion, alarming the entire mansion.

The elder Jianzong who was lying on the belly of the two beauties was also awakened.

He quickly summoned the disciples of Jianzong to help put out the fire.

Patriarch Zhou was not fully dressed, with a dark face, leading someone to direct everyone to fetch water.

"Master, there are people in the warehouse."

A servant ran out of the warehouse with an empty bucket and reported to Patriarch Zhou.

Patriarch Zhou's eyes were cold: "Catch me, I want to see who dares to attack my Zhou family's warehouse at this time."

Soon, the two servants caught Brother Zhou who had passed out.

All the people lighted their torches forward.

Many people recognized Brother Zhou.

"The head of the family is Zhou Xiang."

A servant came out with a cloth bag full of belongings.

"Patriarch, I found this."

Patriarch Zhou just glanced at it, stepped forward angrily, and slapped Zhou Xiang on the face with a slap: "Damn it, take precautions against everything. House thieves are hard to guard against."

Zhou Xiang was woken up by a slap.When he opened his eyes and saw the situation around him, he was immediately scared to pee.As soon as his legs gave way, he knelt down.

He kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Patriarch, please forgive the little one! The little one will never dare again."

The head of the Zhou family went up and kicked Zhou Xiang to the ground: "You are a dog who eats inside and outside. It has not been a year since I gave you the surname Zhou, and you dare to steal from the head of the master. You are really daring. Go, butler Well, let’s see what was lost in the warehouse. Zhou Xiang should pay for what was burned.”

The butler immediately went into the warehouse.

Not long after, his face turned pale when he came out.

"Patriarch, except for some large items and burnt cloth, everything else in the warehouse is gone."

After the butler finished speaking, Patriarch Zhou rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

Several servants were frightened and quickly grabbed Patriarch Zhou.

The butler immediately stepped forward and pinched Patriarch Zhou's people, and he woke up faintly.

At this time, the fire outside the warehouse had been extinguished.

The Great Elder of Jianzong came over with a group of disciples of Jianzong.

Patriarch Zhou bowed his hands and thanked the Great Elder of Jianzong.

The great elder of Jianzong originally wanted to be polite, but he glanced at him, but he didn't see Wu Qiao, and quickly asked the other disciples of Jianzong beside him: "Where is your senior brother? Why didn't you see him?"

He was alarmed by such a big incident in the Zhou family, and it was impossible for Wu Qiao to be indifferent.

All the disciples shook their heads, expressing that they did not see Wu Qiao.

"I'll go and see if Elder Brother is still in the room."

A disciple spoke to the great elder, and quickly ran towards Wu Qiao's room.

Ordinarily, Wu Qiao shouldn't be ignorant of such a big event in the backyard.

"What happened to my Zhou family made the Great Elder laugh at me. Now that the fire has been extinguished, everyone should go to rest quickly. Tomorrow, we will hold a banquet to thank you all when we have to deal with these lock matters."

Patriarch Zhou suppressed the anger in his heart, forcing a smile on his old face.

The Great Elder of Jianzong couldn't see the meaning behind Patriarch Zhou's words.Immediately recruit the disciples of Jianzong to leave.

On the way back, the disciple who was looking for Wu Qiao ran back panting and reported: "It's not good, Great Elder, Senior Brother is not in the room."

Everyone was surprised.

It's so late, the elder brother is not in the room, and he didn't come out even though there was such a commotion in the Zhou family.Where will he be at this time?
"Okay, everyone go back to rest first. Let's talk about your senior brother tomorrow."

The Great Elder glanced at the crowd, flicked his sleeves with an ugly expression, and went back to his room.

Before I slept for a few hours, the sky was already bright.

The elder wanted to sleep a little longer, but there was a bang on the door.

The Great Elder got up angrily, put on his clothes, and opened the door.

"Great Elder, it's not good, the Ping family is all gone."

The sword sect disciple who came to report was one of the two disciples who stayed at the Ping family last night.

Wake up in the morning, after having breakfast outside, take some water to Pingshuang as usual.

They don't care about the rest of the Ping family, but Ping Shuang can't really starve to death.Besides water, they will not give any food.

However, when they opened the door, they found that the room was empty except for the broken chains.

Going to the room where the Patriarch and Mistress of the Ping family were locked up, they found that the four people who fainted from hunger had disappeared.

The two felt that something was wrong, and immediately came to the Zhou mansion to find the elder.

"How is this possible? Haven't those people arrived at Jindu City yet? How did you two guard last night?"

　PS: Yesterday's question.

　　What was a worker called in ancient times?
　　The answer is: long-term workers.

　　Not Xiaoer!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)