Zhuang Qian was silent for a long time, after all, he couldn't see Zhu Fufeng's miserable appearance, and walked over to help him up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He never thought that he was a murderer in Zhu Fufeng's eyes. Thinking that the other party had spent so much effort to kill him, he was annoyed again.

In fact, he has always known that he is a useless person, except for reading and writing, he actually doesn't know anything, and he thinks that being admitted to the Juren can be regarded as a glorious ancestor. But what's the use of lifting people, he couldn't save his first wife Min Rou when she died, and he still couldn't save her when she gave birth to Liu. I guess I really deserve to die, really...... He should go down to accompany the two of them, as well as his unborn child.

The young scholar sighed, bent down, and put his hand in front of the man who seemed to be unresponsive. The man was motionless, Zhuang Qian called lightly twice, but the man still did not respond. He suddenly became uneasy and gave the man a gentle push, but the man fell to the ground with a thud. Apparently, there is no sign of life anymore.

Zhuang Qian screamed, jumped back violently, and called Ling Yu loudly, and the female voice floated over indifferently: "I have accepted the reward." Zhuang Juren, I hope you will be well in the future, I will stay soon. ”

Remuneration?

The scholar pondered and understood what the other party meant. He looked at the corpse in front of him with some horror, and his heart was full of a sense of sadness.

He raised his hand, wanting to put the body away and order a good coffin for the dead brother-in-law in two days. No matter how he treats himself, Zhuang Qian still regards him as a family and friend. He didn't want to let him be in the wilderness, and he didn't want to bury him in a hurry.

The man was killed and sinned, but when he touched the body again, the body was broken into pieces. The corpses were like smashed porcelain bottles, scattered all over the ground, but there was not a trace of blood. If you look at the incision, it looks like clay. Zhuang Qian couldn't help but be curious, and when he touched it lightly, fine pieces of soil fell from his fingertips. This Zhu Fufeng turned into a mud corpse completely.

Zhuang Qian sat down in a daze, this and this, he, he had a rough life, but he didn't expect that even this last death would not be able to leave well......

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"Girl, Mr. Ji is here again."

A few days later, in the afternoon, Ling Yu was holding a cup of tea, admiring the flowers in her yard, reciting the mantra over and over again.

Although she is a cold character, she loves flowers and plants. In addition to the elm leaf plum that has bloomed into a red cloud, some pear blossoms, wisteria, hydrangeas are planted, and there is a cluster of azaleas in excellent bloom in the corner.

The weather has slowly warmed up, and the flowers and plants in the yard have bloomed better, and the pink and white are clustered together, which is a very beautiful scene.

Hearing the words of the personal maid, she ignored it, squatted down, and called "Little Black", and a swarthy kitten came out of nowhere. She picked up the kitten's soft body, "Little thing, you have been here with me for many days, and today follow that fool back to your benefactor's house." He is a good man, and it is also your merit to protect him well. ”

The kitten obviously understood the woman's words, and the bright yellow eyes stared at the woman again and again, and jumped down with a "meow", and disappeared again.

"Lingtong, someone has mentioned that Zhu Fufeng these days."

"Many people in the town have found him missing, but in the past month, there seem to have been a lot of abduction cases in the town, and many girls have suddenly disappeared. Everyone seems to attribute Zhu Fufeng's disappearance to these girl abduction and trafficking cases. ”

"Trafficking? How many have happened? ”

"Like, there have been six. It is said that in addition to the people in the town, there are also outsiders passing by here, and as a result, there are also two who have lost their daughters. ”

"Oh? Six ...... Hehe, it turned out to be starting again. This fate is really ridiculous. ”

A smile crossed the woman's lips, and her beautiful nails gently stroked the snow-white petals of the hydrangea, it was really a pleasant afternoon.

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Misha is visiting the Central Plains for the first time. Her original words are very poor, although her grandmother has taught her since she was a child, but she always can't bear to listen, so that now she finally runs out of the desert, but she can't understand and can't speak.

Her father always said that the people in the Central Plains were cunning, treacherous, and not good people, and he didn't support her insistence on traveling to the Central Plains this time. When Misha was still in the desert, her favorite thing to listen to was that her grandmother told her the story of the Central Plains. In her imagination, the people of the Central Plains were wearing the most beautiful splendid clothes, and the silk threads woven into the clothes were worth ten camels in their desert. There are still a lot of delicious foods in the Central Plains, and those pastries are not at all the goat milk cakes that I eat every day, and pancakes can be compared.

However, when she finally arrived in the Central Plains and finally walked to the imperial city, the only thing she could think of was that Grandma and Daddy had probably never seen such a beautiful person in their lives.

The beautiful person she said was a man standing motionless at the door of the embroidery village.

Wending hates shopping, whether it is grocery shopping or clothes, it is something that needs to be paid. However, as a hunter, he only likes to sell, and he will never like to buy. However, his younger brother Wen Mu is obviously not the same as him. Wen Mu, who also has beautiful facial features, but is much taller than his brother, is a man who looks much more sunny and cheerful.

And today, naturally, Wen Muqiang dragged him hard, and after talking and talking, he finally dragged his brother to this embroidery village and bought a new set of clothes for the two of them.

Wen Ding stood in the scorching sun, sweat flowing through his eyebrows, and dotted his long eyelashes, and when he blinked, the crystal sweat seemed to be starlight in his eyes under the refraction of the sun.

"Greasy! Lying is called Misha, and the original life is called Cass! It's so boring! ”

Wen Ding, who was silently waiting to try on clothes and pick out fabrics, suddenly appeared in front of a petite girl.

A young girl with a loud voice and a strange accent. Her long brown hair was braided into a thin braid, several of which were clumped together, and a small piece of turquoise and a small silver bell were tied at the bottom. The girl who called herself Cass wore a nondescript suede robe, with a white blouse faintly visible inside, a leather rope around her waist, and a tortoiseshell necklace around her neck that shimmered in the sunlight with a gentle natural taste.

Woman. Wen Ding thought, a creature that has no contribution, no use, woman.

Wen Ding, who has only his younger brother as his companion all the year round and has been living in the mountains, has only two words left for a woman, except for having children. He didn't have the desire to deal with troublesome creatures, so he chose to ignore them fairly straightforwardly.

Misha has always been very self-aware of her Chinese level, she looked at the man who didn't speak, didn't even look at her, and said: "It's very boring!" Tired of lying down and brewing, are you? ”

"I like to be tired of lying down, will I go to lie down if I am tired?"

Hey, it's really outrageous the more you talk about it, okay, what do you like, and you? Marry you? How can a girl's family be so shameless! Wen Ding sneered at her in his heart, but he was unwilling to make any response.

The man still ignored her, she tilted her head a little depressedly, and continued to look at the person in front of her, "Lie down, don't you drift?" She pointed at herself, and finally couldn't help it, "Tired, is it a duck bully?" Can you talk? ”

Duck Ba? What the hell was she talking about. The woman is not only troublesome, but also very noisy. Wen Ding thought, staring directly at the gate of this embroidery village, and sighed in his heart why his brother hadn't come out yet.

Misha, who was on the side, saw the man standing motionless like this, and suddenly seemed to think of something terrible. She was a little scared, and curious to reach out and touch the man's face. When the hand was about to touch the skin, it was retracted. Although the man's skin is not as white and pure as the average Central Plains person, it is a little dark, but the skin quality is very good at a glance. There are no potholes, let alone acne, the whole face has three-dimensional facial features and smooth skin, which can be regarded as perfect. However, she looked at the person who still didn't have any expressions, why, he didn't react at all...... Or is it that the dolls of the Central Plains are so lifelike?!

If it's a doll...... If it's a doll, can I buy it myself? Eh, hey, then you can see the beauty every day! The girl laughed stupidly thinking about it, Wen Ding frowned in disgust, and finally saw her younger brother walking out of Xiuzhuang with three or four packages.

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Persimmon will be recommended tomorrow (′▽')?I hope you will continue to support the little woman's work~