Xuanyuan Hen understood this sentence, and he glared at Zhang Keer fiercely, "Go back to the backyard immediately, and if you dare to come out to scare people again, I won't let you go."
For some reason, Zhang Keer felt uncomfortable when she saw the two dirty little boys. She pretended to be crazy and rushed into the funeral shed, hitting the little boy hard.
"boom!"
The little boy's head hit the altar table, and a hard package the size of a pigeon egg came out.
Xuanyuan Hen ordered his guards to kill Zhang Ke'er while rushing towards the little boy, wanting to go over and coax him.
The little boy didn't cry, but his big eyes stood up. He quickly pulled out a palm-sized steel dagger from his arms and stabbed Zhang Keer's calf hard, three times in a row.
Everyone was frightened, including Zhang Keer who was pretending to be crazy. No one thought that a baby who had just learned to crawl would dare to use a knife.
As soon as the bad guy Liu Fucai saw the opportunity to show off, he immediately stretched his neck and shouted: "Come on, come on, beat this little bastard to death."
"Water bladder!" The little boy suddenly stood up holding the altar table. If it weren't for the diaper stuck in his crotch, he would still be quite impressive.
Xuanyuan Hen knew that Zhang Keer was not simple, and was afraid that the two children would suffer, so he waved Huang Youfu to find the guards quickly.
Before Huang Youfu could rush out, Li Zhaodi led dozens of guards to surround the tomb.
There was sweat on Zhou Zihua's forehead. Since Shan Cha's death, the prince had sent out all the guards. They were mysterious and they didn't know what they were doing.
Now Xuanyuan Mansion is almost entirely owned by Zhang Keer. This bitch even found an excuse, saying that she was the adopted daughter of the Zhang family and that the guards were given to her by her biological father.
He also recruited Liu Fucai and Li Zhaodi as lackeys in the village.
Xuanyuan Mansion is on the edge of the village. Even if you want to go into the village to find someone for help, it is too late.
Unexpectedly, the little boy wearing crotchless pants was quite aggressive. He slapped his fat butt three times.
As soon as the slaps fell, a cloud of demonic mist surged in, and the sky above Xuanyuan Mansion was covered with dark clouds.
Hundreds of ferocious-looking monsters were writhing in the mist. The leader was a seven-tailed red fox monster. He had a human head but a fluffy fox body.
He cupped his hands towards the little kid wearing crotchless pants and said, "Young Palace Master, what are your instructions for recruiting the little fairy?"
The little boy pointed at Liu Fucai fiercely, "Dropping the tail!"
Following the little boy's order, dozens of big demons rushed down and kicked Liu Fucai so hard that he "squeaked and screamed!"
But the little boy was so angry that he stamped his little feet and stomped his diaper to the ground.
The seven-tailed fox demon had a headache. He was most worried about doing things for the young palace master. He couldn't speak clearly and was full of bad intentions. If you didn't do the job well, he would immediately report it to the palace master. The most annoying thing was
, the palace owner also believed in the words of the two little bad guys.
Zhou Zihua was worried about these big monsters, "Your young palace master wants to break his legs."
Seeing the little boy nodding his head repeatedly, the seven-tailed fox demon grabbed Zhou Zihua's arm and said, "We pay a lot of money to hire you as a translator, five hundred yuan a month."
Upon hearing that the salary was so high, everyone in the courtyard became a little jealous of Zhou Zihua, including Xuanyuan Li who was lying in the coffin. His three souls and seven souls were scattered and he kept wandering in the courtyard.
When I saw a little boy beating his body, he was not only lifeless, but also wanted to hug the little boy. Three souls and seven souls actually returned to the body.
However, he did not move, quietly listening to the conversation between the old father and the two little kids.
When he heard that Xiaowa was the Young Palace Master, he was stunned for a moment, and then he guessed that this was Chu Huan's nephew.
"Zihua, please promise him." Xuanyuan Hen also guessed the identity of the two babies. If Zhou Zihua can sneak into Youshan, he can always find an opportunity for him to worship Shancha and the two babies.
Zhou Zihua was not a fool. After guessing the identities of the two little ones, his eyes rolled around a few times. For some reason, he always felt that Shancha was not dead.
Bai Song would go to Youshan to stay for a few days every month, saying he was going to worship his daughter, but he never brought any sacrifices, but he often brought some food into the mountain.
He even suspected that these two babies were the prince's biological children, but they didn't look alike, neither like the prince nor Shancha.
Youshan built a four-meter-high city wall, and there were patrol buildings every ten meters. If Youshan had no secrets, why would Chu Huan guard it so tightly?
The more Zhou Zihua thought about it, the more suspicious he became, so he nodded, "I am somewhat literate, but I can teach these two kids how to read."
Xuanyuan Hen's eyes lit up a few times. If Zhou Zihua became the master of the two children, he would soon be able to see Shancha and the two children.
Afraid that the seven-tailed fox demon would disagree, Xuanyuan Hen spoke eagerly, "Zihua's knowledge is good, and he was the top scholar in his previous life.
Zihua, please compose a poem for others to listen to."
In order to find out if Shancha was dead, Zhou Zihua didn't care about his face, he opened his mouth and read: "The calligraphy and ink are blue, the beginning is the beginning. At the beginning there are mottled and few traces, but in the end there is no trace of excellence and ocean. The painting is harmonious, the pen is bright and colorful, and the bottom of the water is beautiful."
Yue Qingying’s style…………!”
"Hanako in the mirror is empty and blurry...!"
Before Zhou Zihua finished reciting, the little girl answered. Zhou Zihua's eyes turned red and tears almost fell, and he resisted holding the two babies in his arms.
Zhou Zihua secretly wiped his eyes, and when he looked at the little boy, he happened to see Zhang Keer winking at Li Zhaodi.
Then Li Zhaodi secretly took out the dagger from his sleeve and stabbed the little boy suddenly.
By the time Zhou Zihua wanted to rush over to save the person, it was already too late. Unexpectedly, Zhang Keer actually stood in front of the little boy.
There was a "puff" sound, and the dagger pierced Zhang Keer's shoulder blade.
Regardless of his own pain, Zhang Keer slapped Li Zhaodi with his hand and said, "Young kid, even if he hurts me, you shouldn't kill him."
The two people's acting was so fake that even the one wearing crotchless pants could see clearly, "I'm so stupid if I didn't date my buttocks."
Xuanyuan Hen looked at the seven-tailed fox demon, "You really need a translator. I didn't understand a word of what the little boy said!"
Zhou Zihua almost died laughing, "What he meant was that he was short and Li Zhaodi didn't stick out his butt, so he couldn't reach him at all, so he wasn't the one who killed him."
The whole courtyard, except for the stupid Li Zhaodi and Zhang Keer, were all laughing their heads off.
Xuanyuan Li laughed with tears in his eyes. He raised his head slightly and looked at the little boy. He saw that his chubby little face was bulging, his little eyebrows were furrowed, and he was staring at Zhang Keer, as if thinking about what she was doing.
Why do you do that? Not to mention how cute she is.
The little boy thought for a while, then suddenly he covered his pocket with his little hand and looked at Zhang Keer warily, "Bianzi, please thank me!"
"He said Zhang Ke'er was a liar and wanted to defraud him of the thank-you gift." After Zhou Zihua finished speaking, he stretched out his hands to carry the two little ones out of the funeral shed, "I'll take you home."