Chapter 577 Weird House (67)

The newspaper I held in my left hand was to congratulate Kaifeng. When I was free, I picked up a red apple on the plate and ate it.

Looking at the red apple, Butler Ding's pair of black canvas shoes reappeared in my mind. They looked so familiar. It seemed like I had seen them somewhere before.

Could it be because Butler Ding often wears it?No, no, it doesn't feel like it.

My memory was searching the database. I used to drag my cheeks and cover my face with my hands. Suddenly, the scene froze, but my hand accidentally touched the burn wound, "Ah, hiss——"

He Kaifeng said: "I touched the wound. Have you applied any medicine in the past two days?"

The memory picture I finally found was almost driven away by the pain on my face. My eyes widened and I jumped up. I quickly stopped He Kaifeng from disturbing my thoughts, "Don't make any noise?"

After repeated confirmations, I was almost sure who the owner of the black canvas shoes in my memory was, "It's him..."

"What is him?" He Kaifeng asked.

I put down the newspaper and the red apple and ran towards the residential building. I ran all the way until I reached a door. I turned the doorknob and wanted to go in, but the door was locked.

"Do you want to go in?" He Kaifeng asked succinctly.

I nodded, "Well, open the door or teleport in."

"That's not easy." As soon as He Kaifeng finished speaking, I took a step forward and bumped directly against the door. In an instant, he was already in the room.

This is He Kaifeng. He didn't ask me why I wanted to go in.

The room is quite large, with a simple and elegant layout. There are carpets on the floor. How can an elderly man who is equivalent to a senior servant lay carpets on the floor of the room?
Looking at the Tai Chi sword hanging on the wall next to me, I guessed that he liked to practice Tai Chi in his room.

"Whose room is this?" He Kaifeng asked.

"Butler Ding's." I answered.

"Oh!" He Kaifeng still didn't ask why he entered Butler Ding's room. He just used his willpower to go straight to the closet and opened it.

Butler Ding likes to wear Tang suits made of soft fabrics, but they are not robes, but light and simple trousers.

I seemed to understand He Kaifeng's intentions, and I took the initiative to open the closet, and finally found a black bag at the bottom of the closet.

I took out the black bag and touched it with my hands. There seemed to be soft cloth and a large hard lump inside. I couldn't help but become nervous and my hands shook. Looking at the black bag, I was stunned.

He Kaifeng said: "What are you afraid of? Open it."

I was about to open it when a voice suddenly sounded from behind me without warning, "What are you looking for?"

I was so nervous and the sudden sound startled me. My hands shook and the black bag in my hand fell to the ground. I turned around and saw that Butler Ding had entered the room at some point and he was standing behind me. Holding the packed pot of paste in his hand, the door was still open.

Butler Ding looked at me intently. Under the backlight, he looked dim, and his face, which was always smiling, was now gloomy.

"When he opened the door and came in, there was no sound at all. Even I didn't notice it." He Kaifeng said to me telepathically.

I was about to pick up the black bag, but Butler Ding beat me to it.

He took the black bag and put the paste on the table. Then he patted the dust on the black bag, raised his eyes to look at me, and said coldly: "Do you want to see what's inside?"

He looked at me sharply as he began to unzip the black bag, revealing its contents.

I glanced at it and saw that it was a set of white Tang suits. From visual inspection, it seemed that there was only one set of white Tang suits and nothing else could be seen.

(End of this chapter)

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