vstars Chapter 210 Disguise
Chapter 210 Disguise
The door creaked open as he pushed it, slowly revealing a crack through which a few rays of light shone.
Liao Hong hunched his neck and peered into the room. After looking around and finding nothing amiss, he tiptoed in.
The door was gently closed, and as he stepped deeper into the room, several corners of the room slowly came into view.
At first glance, the outer room was completely empty, with not a single place to hide gold, silver, or valuables.
Liao Hong didn't dare to linger for too long, and tiptoed all the way to the inner hall of the room.
A large screen separated the inner and outer rooms. He cautiously huddled behind the screen, peeking out half his head to look inside.
Upon that glance, a glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
On the cabinet next to the bed, there was an inconspicuous black box.
Liao Hongmo walked silently to the edge of the bed and carefully picked up the box.
I weighed it up and down, and to my surprise, the box was quite heavy.
"There's a show!"
He immediately showed a hint of joy, holding the box in one hand and lifting the lid with the other.
In an instant, several beams of light flashed out from the gap as it widened, nearly blinding the old boatman.
Liao Hong gasped for breath before he could finally calm himself down.
In his wide-open eyes, one could see a pile of gold and silver jewelry reflected, and underneath it, a neatly stacked, very thick stack of banknotes.
He couldn't help but swallow, his cloudy eyes filled with greed.
"We're rich! We're really rich!"
With so much gold and silver jewelry, he could live a life of comfort for several lifetimes!
This huge surprise left him dizzy, and he didn't even have time to think about why the box was left so openly to the side without being locked.
A greedy smile appeared on Liao Hong's face, and his fingers trembled with excitement.
He carefully gathered the gold and silver jewelry, pondering how much to take out so that no one would notice for a while.
But as he touched him, the old boatman's body suddenly stiffened.
He felt as if a gaze was fixed on him, making him feel uneasy and giving him goosebumps.
He turned his head stiffly and realized that the eyes staring at him were not human.
Instead, it was a gyrfalcon standing on the wide-open windowsill, tilting its head to look over.
What a scare!
Liao Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and cursed himself for being too nervous, failing to even notice such a beast.
However, it was thanks to this that he discovered a package placed under the windowsill where the beast was standing.
Liao Hong hurriedly stuffed a few pieces of gold into his pocket and then eagerly walked to the windowsill.
As they walked, they kept a wary eye on the gyrfalcon, afraid that it might suddenly pounce on them.
However, even after his hand touched the package, the rather large raptor simply stood at the window and coldly watched him, showing no intention of pouncing or attacking him.
Liao Hong suddenly became bolder and simply stood at the window and opened the package.
He didn't even wait for it to be fully opened before he hurriedly reached his hand in.
This time, however, what he found in the package was not gold or silver, but rather a series of smooth, familiar-looking objects.
"WTF?"
Liao Hong frowned and muttered a few words, then grabbed the pile of things and took them out.
What he saw was a soft stack of things in his hand, which turned out to be several lifelike faces of different sizes, as if they had been peeled off living people.
In an instant, Liao Hong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and an indescribable fear and chill surged up from the bottom of his heart.
"What the hell is all this stuff?!"
His old face turned pale instantly, and his lips began to tremble.
With a tremor of his hand, the faces slipped from his grasp and floated gently to the ground.
Under his horrified gaze, a face that looked remarkably like his own slowly floated down to his feet.
Suddenly, a voice that seemed to be right next to you rang out in the previously quiet room—
"looks like?"
Liao Hong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively drew his knife, turned around, and stabbed backward, while simultaneously opening his mouth wide to shout.
"Qiang!"
Two fingers snapped his knife in two, and a hand cupped his chin and closed his mouth, silencing him completely.
Liao Hong's eyes widened as he struggled desperately, but the hand remained motionless, firmly holding him in place.
The next second, the man's free hand swiftly chopped down towards his neck!
Zhang Dasheng squatted to the side, keeping Liao Hong's instructions in mind, his eyes fixed on the two figures fishing in the distance.
Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew by, bringing sand from who-knows-where, which immediately blinded him.
When he rubbed the sand away and opened his eyes again, everything was the same as before.
For some reason, the two figures that were initially quite close together suddenly became inexplicably far apart.
He felt something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
So without thinking much about it, I changed to a more comfortable position and waited for a while before Liao Hong finally came out of the room furtively, carrying a bunch of things.
"Go, let's go!"
Liao Hong's old face was beaming like a flower, with deep wrinkles crinkling at the corners of his eyes.
He shoved Zhang Dasheng's shoulder, urging them to leave quickly, "We've found a lot of treasures this time, hurry up, hurry up!"
Zhang Dasheng, without suspecting anything, hurriedly got up and followed Liao Hong's footsteps, leaving the place in a few quick movements.
He walked too fast and in too much of a hurry to notice that the two people fishing behind him had turned around and looked back.
One of them looked completely different from before.
As the sun slowly set, the vast sea appeared to be stained with an indelible crimson hue under the glow of the evening glow.
Xie Yan, her back hunched, looked at the finally opened hatch and a slight smile played on her lips.
"Grandma!"
But just as he stepped off the stairs, he heard Zhang Dasheng's exclamation from behind.
The young man couldn't hide his excitement at all; having received a considerable share of the loot, he was still beaming with joy and excitement.
"What's wrong?" Xie Yan turned around impatiently and glared at him.
Zhang Dasheng scratched his head, grinned at him, and said, "Grandpa, the eldest brother is looking for you. Go on."
Xie Yan's brows suddenly furrowed.