"Sikong Hostel?Sikong Hostel?Sikong Hostel?Sikong Hostel..." The servant's voice kept coming in.
Sikong Lingge was afraid that she would break in, so he quickly spoke, "I'm in the bathroom, go out immediately, come in directly and put the things on the table."[
"Okay." The servant nodded, turned around and brought the cup to the table.
Just as she turned around, Sikong Lingge, who was hiding in the dark, tiptoed out and touched the servant, and raised the stick in her hand carefully, little by little...
The servant was holding the cup and was about to put it down when he suddenly saw a strange black shadow on the wall, rising little by little, as if he was about to pounce on him...
"Dong"
He was shocked and the cup fell directly on the table, splashing a pool of water.
The next second, the servant's neck hurts hard
Grit your teeth and turn slowly.
"Sikong... Miss? You"
Before he could finish his words, the servant pressed his eyes and his head tilted heavily, and he fainted.
Sikong Lingge threw away his weapon as if something was burned.
After checking it over and confirming that the servant was not seriously injured except for the spot where he was knocked.
Sikong Lingge was relieved and helped her into the locker room and put her together with the one just now.
After finding a rope, I put them together, and the door locked directly.
Sikong Lingge tied up all his hair and combed it into a servant's hairstyle.
Then put on a little makeup to modify the more obvious outline, making the facial features look much flatter. Generally, people who are not careful or unfamiliar will not recognize them.
In addition, after coming to Shangguan's house, she had never been out a few times.
For safety reasons, Mrs. Feng sent to see her, and the servants were all over the place.
Mrs. Feng’s original intention was that she did not want this matter to be too public, so she kept it so confidential.
However, I didn't expect that the plan that I thought was seamless has now become a convenience for Sikong Lingge.[