Seeing that the nightingale didn't speak, just drank the wine silently, Mrs. Xiang didn't know why. She has never understood the person in front of her in the novel, but she knows that this person has brought a lot of accidents to herself. can be said to be the first person in accident, so he did not hesitate to take a lot of trouble to take her into his hands.

in the attic. The nightingale drank alone, one woman carefully poured wine beside her, and the other woman bowed her head at a loss. Mrs. Xiang looked at the nightingale with a complicated expression. The breath of everyone in the air, even the sound of the heartbeat, can be heard clearly.

The woman pouring the wine had a cold sweat in her palm, and she knew that the person in front of her was not the same as the average prostitute. He comes across as stressed. It's like an eagle looking down on its prey, and it's hard to get close to it all its life.

"Can you sing?" Mrs. Xiang asked the woman who bowed her head and didn't speak.

Maybe this is what Chen's mother said will snub them, it is true that these two girls are very watery, with creamy skin and willow eyebrows. But they weren't dedicated enough. Of course, this is not a good career.

"A little." The woman timidly replied to Mrs. Xiang, she was afraid, because she had angered the nightingale just now, and she must not provoke Mrs. Xiang again.

In fact, the nightingale's anger does not come from their poor hospitality, Mrs. Xiang's matter is just the fuse, the real reason comes from the fear in the nightingale's heart, the fear of the unknown world, she is like a dead wood drifting in the sea, isolated and helpless, and the road ahead is long. But I don't know where to go.

"Is there a guzheng?" Mrs. Xiang asked again.

"Self-possessed?" Seeing that Mrs. Xiang was not angry, the woman's heart slowly relaxed.

"Okay, can you just sing a little song?"

"If the son doesn't dislike me, I'll be ugly." The woman sang a small tune from her hometown, and her singing voice was gentle and slender, and people could listen to it and take a nap.

The nightingale savored it, and the girl sang really well.

Suddenly, a round of applause rang out, and I saw a person standing on the stage in the hall. Person......

Nightingale looked at the people on the stage, and the hand holding the cup unconsciously increased its strength.

"Childe also heard about Sister Tong's name and came here." Looking at the changes in the nightingale, the girl who poured the wine guessed in her heart.

Most of the people who come to the Red Mansion now are admiring Miss Tong, and it seems that the son in front of him is no exception. How else can there be a hero who is sad about the beauty?

"Will you go down?" Looking out the window, Mrs. Xiang ordered.

"Yes." The two girls were somewhat reluctant. But looking at Mrs. Xiang's expression, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. and the attitude just now.

"Say?" Look at the door that has been closed. Nightingale, of course, knew that Lady Xiang's plan had already begun.

"Downstairs is my twin sister."

"I've known this for a long time, how do I do it?" The nightingale does not beat around the bush with Mrs. Xiang. Even if she is a chess piece, she is a chess piece with brains.

"Kill her?" Mrs. Xiang was trembling, and her eyes were full of indifference.

Nightingale frowned slightly, then slowly drank the wine. "It's the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Your mission is to kill her.

"I refuse. Miss Tong is kind to me, but I want to kill her now. Isn't that ungrateful? The nightingale's tone didn't fluctuate much.

Killing? It seems that I have long been used to it. But in this life, I don't want to live that sleepless life anymore. I don't want to live that life of blood on the knife anymore.

"Do you think you have the capital to refuse?" Mrs. Xiang was aggressive.

"I don't have the capital to refuse, but I don't have the ability to kill Miss Tong." The nightingale's calm tone was cold.

Mrs. Xiang gasped, she was not mistaken, this princess was a demon. She has a bloodthirsty nature in her bones, but she doesn't feel it herself.

"You can do it, and you can do it unconsciously." Mrs. Xiang held back her trembling and whispered word by word in the nightingale's ear.

"Huh...... Mrs. Xiang also has a time when she is blind? Nightingale sarcastically.

"Whether I have lost my eyes or not, you know best in your heart," Mrs. Xiang ignored the nightingale's taunt, but affirmed her judgment even more.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Mrs. Xiang."

"Really? I bet, you won't let me down. Mrs. Xiang was a little provocative.

The nightingale sneered, the smile was indeed endlessly cold, and Mrs. Xiang's words reminded the nightingale of the boss in the 21st century.

In the 21st century, Nightingale and her mother depended on each other, but when Nightingale was 5 years old, her mother died because she was sick and had no money for treatment, and since then she has lived a life of begging alone.

She used to steal food with dogs, and now she has been beaten and bruised for stealing. But even this didn't kill the ** she wanted to live. No, it should be said that she didn't have the courage to die even if she lived like that.

However, it was her adoptive father and her boss who put an end to this qiē.

Now Mrs. Xiang also has to follow the example of the previous boss to train herself to be an emotionless person, and all interpersonal relationships can only be judged by whether this person should be killed, when he should be killed, and whether he can be killed?

"What's wrong?" Looking at the silent nightingale, Mrs. Xiang always had an inexplicable fear, and she couldn't say anything. The darkness deep inside her could swallow her at any moment.

"Then I'll bet you won." The nightingale drank slowly, and her eyes slowly turned crimson.

"Did you say yes?" Mrs. Xiang has no joy and more worry,

"Yes." Three days later, Miss Tong will disappear.

"Okay." Mrs. Xiang's body kept trembling, she was afraid, she had awakened an amazing character.

"But can you sue me for the reason to kill my own sister?" The nightingale had a sharp look in his eyes. As if no one could lie in such a situation.

"You don't need to know why." Mrs. Xiang was calm.

"Then you have to tell me about some of your sister's characteristics, or habits, otherwise how can I find an opportunity to do it?"

"My younger sister has been kind-hearted since she was a child, and when she was 5 years old, she lost her ability to speak due to an accident. The originally lively personality has also become silent. It's also hard to guess. It's like a different person. ”

"It's like a different person?" The nightingale frowned. Isn't he a different person in the eyes of others?

"Yes, but my sister has a habit of going to Ganlu Temple on the fifteenth day of the new year to offer incense to keep her safe."

"Got it!" The nightingale knew that Mrs. Xiang was hinting at herself, and the day after tomorrow would be fifteen. Killing Miss Tong here will definitely cause quite a commotion, and she means that she wants to kill Miss Tong on the way to Ganlu Temple.

"Got it, you should know what to do, right?" Mrs. Xiang looked downstairs in the hall. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Night has long covered the city, and I don't know how many cockroaches and rats are commotion in the dark. And now in this building, there is still a hustle and bustle of singing and dancing.