31, snare
My nerves tensed all of a sudden, and I reflected on my actions carefully.
I hadn't thought about it before, and Shen Ruhai saw those two pamphlets before me.
Although he didn't get the Blood Tribulation Sutra, he didn't know before that the Blood Tribulation Sutra was actually hidden in a piece of blood jade.
But he knew the function of the Blood Tribulation Sutra well.
Yang Yuansheng's things are fake, how can I see it?
If he questioned me, how would I answer?
Those things are hard to judge from the outside, but I am sure they are fake.
Unless I can see through it, it will be tantamount to directly admitting that I have a red blood demon pupil!
Wang Shanshan's condition is basically unresolved, how did I let her sleep peacefully?
What's more, she may get better soon, and then, how can I explain it?
The medical doctor was helpless, so I touched my little hand and it got better.
Unless I have Ziyun Tiangang True Qi!
I want to break my head, I try my IQ to the limit, and I can't bypass the Blood Tribulation Sutra and give an answer that satisfies me, let alone Shen Ruhai.
I know that I have a good chance that I have fallen into Shen Ruhai's trap again.
I was too careless, I underestimated Shen Ruhai too much.
I'm too flamboyant, I'm too radical, I'm too unaware of the cruelty of the adult world.
Only then did I gain a little insignificant strength, and I thought about revenge and revenge.
I was in a hurry to expose the fakes, heal the sick and heal, and frequently hit my rivals.
But I made a mess and was full of loopholes.
Outside the window, there was a loud thunder, and I could feel it, and there was an invisible net between heaven and earth, which always hung over my head.
It was slowly tightening at the moment, ready to salvage me ashore, naked under Shen Ruhai's butcher's knife.
Man is a sword, I am a fish!
In my mind, I couldn't help but flash the figure of the little girl with a white face as white as paper in the morning.
I remember saying it myself: "You have to believe in miracles! The unknown is like the sky and the sea, there is no end." ”
Miracle, where are you, I am willing to live ten years in exchange for your favor for me, I beg you not to put me in a desperate situation.
I haven't got revenge yet, I haven't shamed yet, I haven't arranged it yet, my infant son.
No, the adulterer has not been punished, and the culprit of my father's death is still at large.
I can't just admit defeat, but if there is a little hope, I will fight to the end!
I must not confess to them the fact that I possess the Blood Tribulation, or I will surely die.
"Answer me, where did that piece of jade go?" Shen Ruhai's violent cry woke me up from my memories.
I looked up into his eyes and decided not to admit it.
"What jade, Dad, this is the cowhide rope I picked up on the ground of the old mansion that day. I thought you left it there. Why do you ask me, when I pick it up, it's just a rope. ”
"Okay, then tell me, without opening the box, how do you conclude that the gifts sent by Yuan Sheng are all fake?" Shen Ruhai's tone was calm, but there was murderous intent hidden everywhere.
What should come will come after all, and no matter how hard I struggle, I can't avoid it.
Just as I was at a loss, my phone clicked and I received a text message.
I picked it up and saw that it was written on the screen: the origin and ingredients are written on the box!
Who's helping me?
Should I trust him?
After going through so much deception, my nerves started to get sensitive.
I can't be sure that this strange information is not the Shen family deceiving me.
But do I have any other choice?
I didn't.
I said to Shen Ruhai worriedly: "The packaging box is clearly written, the ingredients and the place of origin are written, don't you see?"
I can only beg now, that pile of packaging boxes has been disposed of by Liu Xiaoyue in time.
Or as the text message says, the ingredients and origin are indicated, which can prove that they are fakes.
Otherwise, my lies will soon be exposed.