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Chapter 112, Blasphemy

The loud wailing made Zhou Baiwen feel embarrassed. He was not standing in front of the gate, but he could vaguely see people peeking out from the street, and they seemed to be talking about what happened at Zuo's house, while the hateful gatekeeper turned his eyes away.

Kailai didn't make eye contact with Zhou Baiwen, and even took a few steps out of his sight, as if explaining to people passing by.

There was no one else nearby, Zhou Baiwen's eyes flashed, his head almost pressed against the ball in Zuo Xiaobao's arms, and he used his fingers to grab the banknote.

Zuo Xiaobao, who has become accustomed to cheating, still has countless results with this trick. He turned over, faced the ground and continued to cry, with his butt raised to the sky, his face pressed against Zhou Baiwen's, and he kicked his legs and feet, almost kicking Zhou Baiwen away.

Zhou Baiwen was furious and ordered him to get up, but he attracted several family members, who came to persuade him, but they didn't. Maybe when they saw an official here, the family ran away, and they didn't know how to call someone, but they were still too scared to dare

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Bullying a child is an unpleasant thing to say. Zhou Baiwen had no choice but to try to reconcile with Zuo Xiaobao. He planned to give half of the money to buy candies for him. His cries subsided as he spoke softly. When Zhou Baiwen took the silver note, his cries increased again.

It was as fast as a thunderbolt, sharp as a sword piercing the sky, and its fat legs kicked even harder.

When he finally got impatient with his face on the ground, he turned over and faced the sky again, with mud on his forehead and cheeks, mixed with tears and snot. The big ghost had provocative eyes on his face, crying and glaring at Zhou Baiwen fiercely.

Zhou Baiwen was angry for a moment, thought he was unlucky, and walked out of Zuo's house with a puff of sleeves.

It was sunny today, the sun was shining warmly on the bustling crowd, and the breath of life washed over his face and body. Zhou Baiwen slowly came back to his senses, and when he saw the couples in pairs, he smiled.

It was worth going to Zuo's house for my wife and being bullied for my wife.

His noble and delicate wife, no storm in this world can desecrate her.

...

The nanny of the Zuo family complained endlessly and kept scolding: "My dear mother, what kind of bastard who was short-lived and stabbed hooked up with me and made me cry like this. Just after half of the day, I had to change five clothes. I just changed one and sent it back to the room.

I didn't see it, so I ran here. Fortunately, there are no scratches on this face. It was all stabbed. I cried for a long time before you called me,"

Zuo Xiaobao acted as if nothing was wrong. He followed the wet nurse to change clothes in the falling mud. He held the ball and the banknote tightly in his arms. Sometimes he stopped to check how many pieces of silver were wrapped around the banknote.

, his cheeks, which were mixed with tears, snot, and mud, were beaming with joy.

...

Yu Wuluo's eyes turned red, her colorful eyes were full of hatred, her hand wielding the knife was not persuaded by reason, the transformation of killing in the Thirteen Styles of Heaven's Way coupled with the bloodthirsty Yan Fei Dao, almost instantly,

Let the head of the person in front of you fall to the ground and blood will be sprinkled on everything.

Stopping for breath, you still couldn't help but see an apricot-yellow bellyband embroidered with flowers, a snow-white inner coat embroidered with unicorns, and a large baggage next to it, with several other pieces of clothing half exposed inside.

The baggage belonged to her, as did the bellyband and underwear. The people who died in this room were both men and women. The woman was half-naked, wearing an apricot yellow bellyband sewn by Yu Wuluo's mother.

Although her parents had been in office for nine years, they still communicated with their daughter frequently, and her mother also performed acupuncture on her daughter. The first change of clothes that Yu Wuluo burned after going out made her feel distressed for several days, but it was impossible not to change them, so she carried them with her.

Dirty clothes are even less likely.

She had been taught since she was a child that things in the inner house should not be spread out. The scoundrel Zuo Xiaobao liked all her things and once stole a handkerchief home. When Zuo Yu saw it, he quickly sent his close and reliable mother to send it back.

He also asked Yu Wu to watch out for Zuo Xiaobao after the fog fell. Children are ignorant of things, but if the object falls into the hands of someone with intentions, it may cause a big disaster.

My grandfather's clothes from the past year can be given away to others. Only the girl's personal belongings from childhood to adulthood are either destroyed or kept in memory.

Outside the open door, Gao Shan stuck his head in to look: "Brother, congratulations on learning to kill." Before he could finish the next sentence, Lei Fengqi pulled him back.

A low-pitched warning: "You are not allowed to look at me again."

Gao Shan rolled his eyes at him angrily and glanced at Miao Bao standing aside. The presence of one more person in the threesome put him in great danger. Gao Shan endured it again: "I didn't look at it. I want to say that Baihua Palace is good to my brother. They are ventilated."

The news was reported in time, and my brother found his belongings."

The person who followed them out of Guangyang City sent a text message.

"I pay my respects to Lord Lei. Your old things can be found in the wild store. I pay my respects to Wu Caiwen of Baihua Palace."

There is also a roadmap below.

Mr. Lei here is naturally the imperial envoy Yu who has "many sons and daughters in the world". Yu Wuluo has been thinking about her baggage. She doesn't need the valuable utensils and jewelry. The important thing is that the tea bowls, rice bowls and personal clothes she used are from her mother.

Sewn stitch by stitch.

Everyone in the wild shop died, but she still had resentment in her heart and felt that she had been defiled countless times. She stood in the room filled with blood and started to cry.

Gao Shan was the most anxious: "Why is my brother crying? I know, he thought he killed the wrong person, but this is a robber shop. Lao Miao, please hurry up and put all the valuable things away immediately."

Miao Bao, who was very busy, thought he talked too much: "Come here and work, and don't bother my Fifth Master Yu anymore."

"I want to accompany my brother."

As soon as Gao Shan finished speaking, Lei Fengqi kicked him and staggered him out. Lei Fengqi stood alone outside the door feeling distressed.

Each cry cut through his heart like a dull knife, one after another, making him wish he could resurrect the dead robber in the wild shop and kill him again several times.

He didn't see any of Yu Wuluo's clothes and utensils. Wu Caiji's text message made it very clear, what else could a gentleman's old things be?

Judging from Xiao Yu's brother's habit of loving cleanliness and avoiding suspicion, Xiao Xiangshan could only bring the utensils she planned to use on the road and a change of clothes in the big bag she was carrying.

Yu Wuluo was the first to rush into the store. Lei Fengqi tripped Gao Shan and pushed him back a few steps. Yu Wuluo searched for people in the room. Lei Fengqi took Gao Shan Miao Bao to search for people in the store. Yu Wuluo didn't think of questioning.

When he saw her underwear, he drew his knife angrily. Lei Fengqi methodically examined the truth about the robber's shop, making it logical to kill and eliminate harm.

General Lei San is a man with an official seal. He eliminates harm for the people without losing the basis of royal law.

He could block Gao Shan from looking around, and he could also turn murder into a government act, but he was helpless in the face of the sad cries in the room. He could only stand there and be sad with her.

When he finally thought of it, he quickly lit a torch and reached into the room immediately. The person was outside the room, and his arms were also outside the room. Only the red firelight and half a torch went in: "Xiao Yu, good brother, don't cry,

Burn it quickly, we still have things to do."

After saying this several times, Yu Wu took the torch with tears in her eyes and choked with sobs: "Thank you, Brother Lei."

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