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160. Vixen

As a result, neither the female ghost nor the treasure was seen, so I thought the female ghost had hidden the treasure, so I took advantage of the dusk and twilight to come and dig around.

Bai Haitang analyzed it this way.

"Let's throw the box out to him, and he won't come back again." Lamei gave an idea.

"This way he will really think there is treasure here, and maybe he will bring more boxes." Haitang said.

"What should we do?" Lamei asked.

"We have a solution. You go out with a shovel and get some cow dung and pig dung. Fill his box and let him know that he has disturbed the female ghost. Give her a warning." Haitang thought for a while and said.

"Treasure turns into cow dung, Sister Haitang, you really think about it, that's it." Lamei dragged the box and went out with a shovel to pick up dung... There wasn't much cow dung, but there was a lot of pig dung. If it didn't work, there was still human dung.



It won't take long to fill up a box.

Haitang was sorting out the minerals destroyed by the old rich man in the cave. At the same time, he collected some ingredients at home that were about to be used up. He separated them with bags and wrapped them to prevent chemical reactions from occurring together.

Wintersweet's manure box was pulled back, and it was full. It was piled in the same place. Haitang had almost tidied up the place. She just closed the manure box, broke the handle of the spade, and placed it on top of the manure box.

Cutting off the handle means cutting off the son. Everyone in the village knows that this is unlucky, and there may be an heir in the family who will die in infancy.

The old man is just out of curiosity and will never come here again.

After doing this and sprinkling plant ash again, Begonia and Wintersweet left.

Returning to the dyeing workshop, he sorted the mineral materials and put them away, and told the mute girl to take good care of them and not let others touch them, let alone mix them together. Everyone obeyed the rules and did their own thing, except Granny Haitang who helped her from time to time.

, something will happen.

This is what Haitang is worried about. Don't get caught up in a moment of curiosity and set her on fire. Datong will be left without a mother.

After dyeing for a few days, a lot of fabric came out of the Ice Crack series.

"Sister Haitang, are we still going to the brothel?" Lamei asked.

"Brothel, you went to a brothel? That place is full of vixens and only men go there. Are you confused? I told mother to go." Tian Niu accidentally heard it.

"Shi Tian Niu, come back." Wintersweet grabbed her ears.

"Okay, okay, I'm just joking. What do vixens in brothels look like? Do they have long ears? I heard that you can seduce a man with just one look. It's amazing." The curiosity in Tian Niu's belly was quelled.

Got up.

These were all told by women in and outside the village. Tian Niu had never seen this before and was afraid that her future husband would be seduced by a vixen.

"They are all like this..." Seeing that no one was outside the door, Lamei closed the window and locked the door.

There are only four girls in the house.

Lamei shrugged and pulled down her clothes a little, exposing most of her neck.

"Oh, Master, it's been a long time since I haven't come here. I've missed you all over my body. I've missed you so much. Master, you're really annoying. I haven't come to see you for so long..." Lamei pinched her throat and twisted the waist of the water snake, holding it in her hand.

Shaking the newly dyed ice-cracked cloth sample, he walked towards Tian Niu in a dignified manner.

"Oh, goosebumps are all over the floor... vixens are like this..." Tian Niu hugged her shoulders tightly, feeling numb in her heart after hearing this. She was worthy of being a vixen for being able to say such shameless words.

Lamei heard a girl say this to a visitor in a brothel, so she wrote it down and came back to learn from Tian Niu.


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