Just as she was pondering, there was a sound of soft footsteps outside.

Then the door was pushed open.

The red light of the sunset came in, and the room was finally no longer dark.

Zhou Mingshan breathed a sigh of relief, she thought it was late at night.

I don't know if this room has no windows or is covered, obviously the outside is full of red clouds, but the inside is almost invisible.

Zhou Mingshan narrowed her eyes and looked at the door again, there was a person there.

Because of the light, she couldn't see the man's face at all, but she didn't want to avoid the sight, because the figure seemed to be a little familiar.

There was a sudden throbbing in her heart, she should know this person.

"How do you feel?

Sure enough, as soon as the man spoke, Zhou Mingshan understood.

Yang - Zhao - Hui!

But wasn't she sent to the family temple?

Although Zhou Mingshan was strange, she was not very surprised, and there were only a few people who had a holiday with her.

She moved her body and subconsciously straightened her back.

"Alas, it's really the proud fourth girl!"

Yang Zhaohui covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled "eat and eat"!

"Well, I think you must have a lot of questions, right?"

Yang Zhaohui stepped over the threshold, then staggered to her side, and said proudly,

"Well, aren't you surprised?"

Zhou Mingshan's eyes didn't blink, and her eyes kept on Yang Zhaohui.

"Look, it's about to erupt into flames!"

Yang Zhaohui suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched her chin with his fingers dyed red.

"Tsk, these eyes are really godly, if they are accidentally destroyed, it will be a pity!"

A light and shadow flashed in front of him, and Zhou Mingshan subconsciously closed his eyes.

It was a dagger, which was being loosely grasped by Yang Zhaohui in his hand and pointed at him from afar.

The dagger was about the length of a palm, and the shiny blade glowed with a terrifying cold light, and it was extraordinary without trying.

"Hmm......" Zhou Mingshan struggled.

Isn't this Yang Zhaohui Mo crazy?

actually carried a murder weapon with him.

Yang Zhaohui laughed again, it seemed that Zhou Mingshan's panicked appearance was very pleasing to her, "I also said that you are really not afraid of heaven and earth!"

Zhou Mingshan couldn't speak, but he could guess that Yang Zhaohui was referring to the last time the two of them were in the Xingyuan Marquis Mansion because of their titles.

Yang Zhaohui threatened her with the draft, but she didn't expect that she didn't care at all, and in the end, she was defeated by herself.

Could it be that Yang Zhaohui felt that she was bad last time, so she came to take revenge?

Zhou Mingshan winked at Yang Zhaohui a few times.

Yang Zhaohui glanced at her, let go of her chin, tilted her head slightly, and said with a hint of contempt in her voice, "Do you want to know why I got you here?"

Zhou Mingshan nodded.

"Hehe, actually, I really didn't expect to trick you!

Yang Zhaohui seemed to be neurotic, and regardless of Zhou Mingshan's reaction, she vented on her own.

"Hehe, of course you don't know this feeling of fate under control!"

The sky was getting darker and darker, and if it weren't for the fact that there was still a ray of light coming in through the unclosed doorway, Zhou Mingshan couldn't even see Yang Zhaohui's face clearly.

And Yang Zhaohui's high and low voice sounded a little creepy in the silent and dark room, "You have parents who are spoiled, you have an uncle who is hurt, you have been clothed and fed since you were a child, and there are a bunch of people to help you carry it around if something happens, of course, you don't have to worry about anything, hehe......"

"I hate people like you the most!" Yang Zhaohui suddenly leaned over and stared at Zhou Mingshan fiercely, "God is always unfair, let people like you get everything and not be satisfied, and still dominate other people's things......"

What kind of usurpation of other people's things? She, Zhou Mingshan, has never usurped anything that does not belong to her.

Seeing that her tone was getting more and more intense, Zhou Mingshan hurriedly said "uh-huh...... a few times to try to interrupt her.

"You want to refute it, don't you?"

Yang Zhaohui pursed her lips disdainfully when she saw her appearance, "I know you won't admit it, because you always feel that no matter what you deserve, everyone else deserves to suffer and be poor, who called her a bad life!"

"Hehe, people like you should let you taste what real suffering is, and beat that high-minded arrogance at once, that's called joy!"

Zhou Mingshan pretended to listen carefully, but secretly couldn't help but slander.

The Yang family used to be a wealthy mansion, but it declined from generation to generation, and when Yang Zhaohui's father's generation even lost the title, it looked inferior.

But compared to those small families and I don't know how much stronger, how can it be regarded as suffering?

Even if Yang's father was lazy and lost all his family property, but their daughters did not live on the street, they could be fed and clothed, and they were neither calculated nor lost their lives, how can this be regarded as suffering?

When Yang Zhaohui's parents died, her grandmother Yang took her to the Xingyuan Marquis Mansion again, and she used it the same way as their sisters, and she didn't treat her badly at all, so what else?

If people are not satisfied, then they will not be happy, and they will always feel that they have been wronged!

Yang Zhaohui was still chattering about his own suffering, but Zhou Mingshan didn't want to listen to it.

The person in front of him is like a mad demon, completely different from Yang Zhaohui in the past, and I don't know if he has been in the temple for too long, which is a little abnormal!

She was thinking about how she could get out of this place.

Looking at the sky outside, it should have been a few hours since she disappeared, and I don't know how Hongyun and Duixiang should be in a hurry.

What she was most worried about was that if the news of her disappearance reached the house and her mother found out, that, that......

Zhou Mingshan didn't dare to imagine it at all!

Her heart was like frying oil, but her hands were tied, she couldn't speak, she didn't even know where she was, how to save herself?

Yang Zhaohui seemed to sense her thoughts, and sneered, "Don't be delusional, who would have thought that you would be locked up here? and expect someone to rescue you?

Zhou Mingshan pricked up his ears, not daring to miss a word, self-righteous people always treat others as fools, maybe there will be a clue to any sentence.

Her mind was on her mind for a moment.

Yang Zhaohui is so determined, so it means that few people come to this place, but she was locked up in the family temple before, how did she get out?

It's a pity that Zhou Mingshan hasn't been to the family temple all these years, and he only knows that it seems to be on the side of Xishan, but he doesn't know exactly where it is.

Yang Zhaohui is a young girl, even if she takes a girl, she may not dare to go far away, then this place must be not far from the family temple, and it is very likely that it is still in the family temple.

It's a pity that she can't act now, and can only hope that the people who are looking for her will find clues.

But how did Yang Zhaohui get her from Laomei Nunnery here?

Zhou Mingshan was puzzled.

If she was not mistaken, Lin's mother's illness also became a pawn in Yang Zhaohuibu's game, and then she was hoisted here step by step, but she calculated very clearly.

Someone needs to help each of these steps, and none of the links can be broken, otherwise it will not succeed.