Chapter 152: Boy, Black Cat
"This time, the little girl was able to escape death, and I didn't expect it as a father. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" He tightened his clothes and sat on the main seat, "The doctors in the entire Zhaozhou City have been searched, and everyone only says that the little girl has no doctor, but I am afraid that she will not live long." In addition, there was really no way to do it later, and the charlatans who invited them, this hush money was not less. β
Master Zhao picked up a cup of fragrant tea and toasted to Meng Shichen and Lihua.
"I was no longer hopeful about the rotation of the little girl's body, but I didn't expect that the kid's opinion would work wonders. If I hadn't been pushed to such a point, how could I have agreed to his strange way of asking someone to exorcise the nightmare? Even Mr. Baili of Xuanzhimen said that there was no way to return to the sky. Thank you both here! β
Meng Shichen also smiled lightly and raised his glass, as if he didn't hear some disdain in his words. After a cup of tea, Mrs. Zhao had already sent a note of five hundred taels of silver, of which two hundred taels were a thank you gift to drive away the nightmare, and the other three hundred taels were "hush money".
Miss Zhao will get married on the eighth day of the lunar month, and the people in their family don't want their daughters to do anything that damages their reputation before they get married. Not to mention anything else, just marrying the son of the state lord is not allowed to appear in the half-point pool.
However, the silver of the white flowers could not be received until the Miss Zhao family was completely well, Meng Shichen carefully put away the handprints of the husband and wife, and walked out of the Zhao Mansion through the back door with an umbrella.
The snow was still falling, but the cold wind that was blowing like a gust of cold had stopped.
The road is not slippery when it just snows, and the road on a snowy night is easy to walk, and the snowflakes are glowing white, tearing out a piece of their own light in the night. "Someoneβ" whispered from the painting, and the person had already rushed to the corner of the wall like lightning in an instant.
"Who are you, and why are you hiding here to peek at us?" Leave the painter with a hard force, and the man is easily knocked to the ground.
It's just that I fainted...... Meng Shichen looked confused with a sweaty face, and his face was full of confusion. He looked at the young man who fell to the ground, moved his hand stuck in the other person's neck, and patted the other person's face: "Hey! Why do you wake up and pretend to be dead? β
"Don't shoot, you're scared, aren't you?" Meng Shichen stepped forward, a little crying and laughing. The appearance of this painting, that is better than Pan An, as beautiful as an immortal, coupled with the bewitching bearing around him, he is even better looking than Shang Junzhu.
Why did you scare people out of the way?
However, in many cases, the means of thinking about problems and dealing with things are still inferior to Shang Junzhu, who has "lived" for thousands of years and is like old ginger. For example, tonight's incident, if Shang Junzhu was the first to find this person, he would definitely pretend not to know, and when he returned to the courtyard, he would follow him back.
Lihua frowned: "It's cold and snowy, and I don't know which family it is." Why don't you take it back to the yard first, and then make plans when he wakes up, what do you think? β
"Of course not!" Meng Shichen immediately refused, "He is a person of unknown origin, and he was scared like this by you, what if he suddenly dies suddenly tomorrow, or if he stays at my house and doesn't leave?" What's more, he must have ulterior motives for following us, and it was too imprudent to take him back casually. β
Lihua was stunned for a moment: "Is it so serious?" β
"Of course it's serious, do you know 'touching porcelain'? Well, you shouldn't know. Meng Shichen suddenly remembered that Lihua was a flower Gu of this era, not Shang Junzhu's long-standing undead.
She coughed lightly: "Anyway, it just won't work." If this man lies down in my house, maybe the tens of millions of wealth I have earned during this time will be dissipated. Don't be at that time, you don't even have a place to live, how pitiful? β
"However, it's not good to leave him in this ice and snow." Tilting his head away from the painting, his gaze fell on the man who was throwing himself face down in the snow, and cautiously retorted.
Meng Shichen pursed her lips and didn't speak, her thoughts were in an extremely fierce battle at the moment. Although this time and place are not the same, there are some human natures, which are eternal!
The green white hand clutched the bone umbrella tightly, Meng Shichen was silent for a moment, and said as if admitting defeat: "You can take him back, but as soon as you wake up, you must immediately find a way to get him out." If you encounter a cheating, you have to settle it yourself, I won't take half of it out. β
"Okay." Seeing that she finally agreed, her tense face couldn't help but relax.
Meng Shichen shook her head helplessly and left, it was the first time she had seen such a righteous undead. Lihua obviously relied on those unwilling and angry nightmare spirits to grow, break the shell, and finally become a master undead flower Gu who eats nightmares and manipulates nightmares.
But he also has responsibility and responsibility, as if he is a pure flower blooming in a pool of muddy wastewater.
When Meng Shichen opened the door, he was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall. A black cat was floating in the snow, looking quietly at this side with dark golden eyes, and suddenly, the black cat fell to the ground suddenly, as if to say, "Oh my God! Why did you remove the spirit, and you still tied up a person? β
Leaving the painting and entering the door with someone behind his back, Meng Shichen immediately stepped forward to close the door. The black cat jumped lightly to the side and floated, its gaze lingering for a long time on the man hanging from the painting's back.
After placing the person in the guest room, holding up the gap between the busy time and the painting, she took the candlestick and took a serious look at the unconscious man on the bed. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has a handsome face that is very thoughtful.
The clothes are also fine, not like thieves or killers? Why hide in the corner and peek at them?
Meng Shichen returned to his chair and sat down, placing the candlestick on the table. She propped up her head and squinted, "Lihua, do you think this guy will be Miss Zhao's fiancΓ©?" "What's the matter, what did you hear about this thing, and you went to Zhao Mansion to find out?
The more you think about it, the more likely it is!
"It's possible, but I'm not sure. His face is not at all like that Lord Cheng, but it is also possible that he looks like his mother. He twisted the handkerchief and put it on the boy's head.
The candlelight in the room blurred the figures of the two in a circle, and it looked a little peaceful and beautiful.
Forehead! Where do you want to go? Meng Shichen patted his head back to his senses and advised: "Leave the painting, wait a minute, no matter what he wakes up and asks, you don't tell the true situation of Miss Zhao." I just said that we are Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao, please go to check whether the courtyard is clean and want to prepare for the wedding on the eighth day of the lunar month. It's not about removing the spirit, you know? β
"I know, if we don't say that, we'll be busy tonight." After leaving the painting to give her a reassuring look, Meng Shichen yawned and prepared to go back to sleep.
"Why are you here again?" As soon as Meng Shichen opened the door, he saw the black cat floating at the door, and at night, its pupils were round and black, and its golden eyes were full. The black cat is not noisy or noisy, and floats like a well-behaved child. (To be continued.) )