"If you can't get out, you will die in this mud." Han Beiqu said.
Yin Xiao felt that he had become very small, like those little guys outside fighting for pig head meat. Killing people made him suffer, but if he didn't kill people, he would be killed.
Just when he jumped onto the couch and raised his knife to face the pile of giant things, the bayberry core in his mouth rolled around, causing him to stop.
He is Yinxiao, the guardian of the eldest lady, not the brat here.
He retracted the knife little by little, and a drop of tear dripped from his eyelashes, which was so fast that people thought it was an illusion. He wiped the blood on his hands and the sharp knife on the clothes of the giant creature, and whispered: "I have something that I want you to do.
manage."
The ruler didn't even have a chance to take action with the long sword in his hand. He trembled and nodded, "I'll do it."
Yin Xiao retreated from the couch to the ground. His posture was neat and clean, and every move he made was outlined with beautiful lines. He hid the knife smoothly. He thought he should follow Song Huiyue's teachings and be gentle.
So he smiled kindly: "Do you know Chen Zhigang?"
The fat commander looked at Yin Xiao standing among the four corpses, smiling at him with his hands covered in blood. He, who was already frightened, started to tremble again.
This smile is so terrifying. When he smiles, his eyes are as sharp as knives.
He would rather Yin Xiao stop laughing and continue to be a life-seeking ghost.
"No, I don't know," he replied tremblingly, "but I will know. I will ask the boys to go out and find out who Chen Qigang is right away."
"Chen Zhigang."
"Yes, Chen Zhigang, Zhiqi's Qi, no, Zhiqi's Zhi..." The commander was incoherent and his face was pale. He wished he could give up the country he had worked so hard to build and go out and surrender.
Yin Xiao nodded: "Chen Zhigang, deputy director of the Third Division, is rude, so I need to teach him a lesson."
"Oh...Sansi...high official."
"Um?"
The commander continued to tremble at Yin Xiao's voice, and the fat on his body almost spilled out from the roof: "Not big, not big, not to teach the emperor a lesson, not big at all, a deputy historian, not even a full-time official."
Yin Xiao took a few steps back, escaped from the light of the lights in the bloody scene, and turned into a ball of blood mist in the darkness: "If you can't do it in three days, I will come again."
After saying that, he stopped looking at the fat man's reaction and turned around to leave the ditch.
The little devils along the way had already licked their fingers clean, leaving no trace of oil or water behind. They first looked at Yin Xiao eagerly, trying to follow him and get some other food from him.
They saw that he was carrying a paper bag when he entered.
But after seeing Yin Xiao's appearance clearly, the little ghosts said nothing and stood close to the beams. The blood all over their bodies turned cold and condensed in their bodies. Their dirty faces were full of fear and their eyes were split into two pieces.
Godless tombstone.
Yinxiao quickly walked to the entrance of the cave, took off all the filthy clothes on his body, and washed his head, face, hands, including his sharp knife in the river water. Then he went barefoot, wearing only a mid-shirt, and held a pot in his mouth.
A red bayberry returned to the human world.
His attire was very strange and attracted the attention of passers-by. He bought a large cloak and put it on, bought a bottle of Huangteng wine, and drank it while walking.
Among a group of drunkards, his attire became natural, and the strange smell on his body was covered up by the alcohol.
While walking and drinking, he returned to Caomen Street. He stood outside the door and knocked on it.
Tan Ran rubbed his eyes and got up to open the door: "Yinxiao?"
When he saw Yin Xiao's honor clearly, he immediately straightened his face and scolded him sternly: "You are a nurse, how can you go out drinking at night!"
Yin Xiao put the wine into his arms: "Then I'll treat you to a drink."
Tan Ran watched Yin Xiao striding inside, immediately put the wine bottle on the ground, stretched out his head and looked around to see if there was anyone suspicious.
This family is full of women, and there are only two men, he and Yin Xiao. Yin Xiao seems to be unreliable. Since he has accepted money from the eldest lady, he must do things well and not let petty thieves take advantage of the loopholes.
After looking again and again, there were only two or three drunkards on the street. The incense shop clerks on the left and right of the house saw that he was acting suspiciously, so they all became vigilant, wary of him coming out to steal incense.
Fortunately, Tan Ran found no suspicious person, so he retracted his head and closed the door gently.
The yard was still a bit messy and crowded. The house where Song Huiyue lived was lit, and Yin Xiao only needed a few steps to stand on the porch.
He stopped in front of the porch and stood facing the house, saying nothing.
The house was a fragrant and clean place. Song Huiyue chopped down a small thin bamboo at the back door of the house, chopped it into sections, and cut it into thin pieces. She took the soft yellow bamboo strips and put them in the place where the embroidery thread was placed.
In the dustpan, knitting things in the house.
After seeing Yin Xiao's figure, she didn't stop, and continued to let the thin bamboo strips shuttle between her fingers. After a while, she stopped, blew out the lamp, and went to sleep.
The next morning, the weather was still cold. The sun came out of the ice cellar. It was bright and freezing, so it was suitable for warming up at home.
Song Huiyue stayed at home and waited for a tabloid. The paper contained the misunderstanding clarified by the Zhang family, as well as the things that the Zhang family and Zhang Guifei had given to the Song family. It was strange. The tabloid knew about the Zhang family's compensation. Why?
She hasn't seen it yet.
After reading it, she burned the tabloid to ashes and helped Aunt Lin make breakfast in the kitchen.
Aunt Lin was frightened when she saw her entering the kitchen, so she coaxed her out and asked her to go out and play by herself.
Song Huiyue went to the miscellaneous room, but before she even entered the door, she was dusted out.
Tan Ran was cleaning inside. He moved all the furniture with missing arms and legs out and prepared to chop it down and burn it. He also got a big feather duster and patted it inside.
Song Huiyue sneezed loudly and quickly left the place, heading to Song Qinghui's place, which was the purest place.
Yuan Yuan had just given Song Qinghui medicine and ginseng soup. Song Qinghui lay quietly on the bed without even trembling his eyelashes.
Song Huiyue was bored, so she moved a chair and asked Yinxiao to find a storybook for her and read "The Three Pagodas of the West Lake" to Song Qinghui.
"This Xi Xuanzan is only in his twenties. He has not been fond of drinking and having sex all his life. He only likes to have fun. It was Qingming that day, so it was raining and sunny... At that time, there were two glasses of wine and three glasses of wine. Xi Xuanzan looked at it with his eyes.
The woman was born like a flower and jade, and her heart was full of excitement, but she asked her her last name."
When she read this, she took the opportunity to educate Song Qinghui: "Look at this Xi Xuanzan, who said he was not into wine and sex, but ended up getting excited when he saw a woman. This is not good."
Then he continued to read, and he thought that the woman was a white snake, the woman who caught Xi Xuanzan was an otter, and the one who rescued Xi Xuanzan was a black-bone chicken, so he shook his head and said: "Qinghui, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, black-bone chicken, otter, white snake...
All three can make a family.”
Seeing behind him, the real person built three stone towers and suppressed the three monsters in the lake. They are still there today, and said: "Fortunately, they were not put in the same tower. One on the left and one on the right can be neighbors and the world can be peaceful. If only
If we put them together and have nothing to do, they will definitely fight."