Chapter 151: Countermeasures

"Are they okay?" Ling Ruo didn't dare to call out to his parents, who were only separated by a wall, for fear of alarming the Mao brothers.

"It's all good, I'm just worried about my sister, they asked me to see what my sister lacks here, so that I can send it." Rong Xiang glanced at the dilapidated courtyard, his heart was very sad, when he looked outside, he always felt that there was a place to live, and when he entered the inside, he found that where people lived, there was almost nothing, and I don't know how long it had not been repaired.

Rong Xiang did not know the way, this was the manor of a rich family in the previous dynasty, and then the war was in chaos, the rich family fled to the field with gold and silver, and it was desolate here, after the capital of the dynasty was set in Beijing, it was collected here as a thing of the imperial court, and later was given to Yinzhen by Kangxi, Yinzhen did not care, only sent people to guard, so year after year, it was desolate like this, and the gatehouse was intact because the people who watched the yard have been repairing the results.

For fear that Ling Zhu and his wife would wait outside for a long time, Rong Xiang stayed for a while and left, and when it was night, he lay on the wall again and threw down a large bag of things, in addition to two quilts and some clothes, candles and other necessary things, there were also brown sugar, red dates, longan and other things, but it was Fucha's family that made up for her, Ling Zhu asked him to tell Ling Ruo: Don't worry about the family, take care of yourself; He believes that his daughter will not be a thing in the pool, and one day she will turn into a dragon and phoenix in the wind and clouds and rise to the sky!

Holding those things, no matter how difficult and difficult the situation of the other courtyard was, Ling Ruo, who had never shed a single tear, was like rain, Ama Eniang...... You can rest assured, your daughter will not give up, even if it is for you, your daughter will not give up, and will definitely persevere! Make all those who have ever harmed their daughters pay!

At night, in such an almost fierce determination, when the Mao brothers came to deliver food, they saw the quilts and other things they put on the kang, and immediately asked them where these things came from, obviously there was no yesterday.

Ling Ruo glanced at them coldly, for some reason, she was obviously a weak woman who had no power to restrain the chicken, but that look made the Mao brothers' bodies chill for a while, and their momentum couldn't help but be weak, only to hear Ling Ruo say casually: "You are in charge of guarding the other courtyard, shouldn't you know best where things come from?" How to ask me in reverse! Or do you take the monthly money given by the Yongwang Mansion but only care about eating, drinking and sleeping, and do not do your duties, and you don't even know that you are coming in? ”

The Mao brothers, who were blocked by this questioning, looked at each other, were speechless, and left in a gloomy manner after throwing down a few cruel words, and only came back to their senses when they were outside. They are obviously two big men with five big and three thick who were bluffed by a little woman, it was really embarrassing, Mao Er spat on the ground fiercely and was about to go back to find Ling Ruo's bad luck, but was pulled by Mao Da and said with a cruel smile: "Don't worry, later, let's get it back with interest, so that she will know the fate of offending our brothers!"

Mao Er nodded again and again, and said viciously: "This stinky girl is so hateful!" I'm going to scare her to death!"

This night, Ling Ruozheng was asleep with Mo Yu, and faintly heard a "squeak" sound, and then felt a burst of coldness, and suddenly woke up with a burst of excitement. When she opened her eyes in the dark, she saw that the door had been opened, and by the bright light of the moonlight on the snow, she saw two black shadows outside the window floating in the terrible whimpering sound like a ghost asking for her life, and her hair was scattered, and her seven orifices were bleeding, which was extremely terrifying.

Ghosts! At first sight of such a terrifying scene, Ling Ruo was cold, and she was in a cold sweat, but it was only for a moment, and her mind quickly calmed down, and those days in the Yongwang Mansion had already made her understand that the so-called ghosts of the world were many of them from the hands of living people, and people's hearts were far more terrifying than ghosts.

After carefully taking a closer look at the two ghosts under the cover of the night, a sneer bloomed silently on his lips, and he quietly took out something from the bedside baggage and held it tightly in his hand, and then continued to pretend to sleep.

The two ghosts waited outside the window for a long time and didn't see any movement in the house, as if they were a little surprised, and hesitated

Walking through the door, anyone here would find that the two so-called ghosts actually had feet, and the cold moonlight shone behind them, casting two long shadows on the clear ground.

"I died so unjustly...... It's so wrong......" The gloomy and sharp voice floated in the room, waking up the sleeping Mo Yu, catching a glimpse of the ghost shadow coming towards them, she was so frightened that her heart was broken, and she was about to open her mouth to scream when she suddenly felt that the hand in the quilt was tightly grasped, and she immediately understood that Ling Ruo had already woken up, but for some reason she had not made a sound, she had to hold back the screams that came to her mouth, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep there, and it was also a shame that the room was dark, otherwise the two ghosts would have found that Mo Yu was trembling like chaff.

The two ghosts saw that they were close to the bed, Ling Ruo and they didn't react, so they simply turned their hearts sideways, stretched out their hands and grabbed their necks, seeing that the cold ghost claws were about to touch the skin, suddenly the cold light flashed, and a sharp hairpin accurately pressed against the neck of one of the ghosts, and at the same time, a cold voice sounded in his ears as if it came from hell, "If you dare to move, I will make you a real ghost now!" ”

The real ghost? Hearing these words, Mo Yu's eyes widened suddenly, so they weren't ghosts? That's right, if it's a fluctuating ghost, how can you be afraid of a hairpin?

Thinking like this, her courage suddenly increased, and she grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it over Ling Ruo, who suddenly got up, and she carefully looked at the appearance of the two ghosts by the moonlight; At this glance, I suddenly felt familiar, so strong and tall...... Wouldn't it be nice to remove the loose hair and the white powder and blood stains that were applied to the face......

Mo Yu exclaimed in surprise and revealed the identities of the two, "You are the two surnamed Mao!" ”

Yes, these two ghosts are the Mao brothers in disguise, for the five hundred taels per person, the Mao brothers played the abacus of pretending to be a ghost to scare Ling Ruo crazy, the theory of ghosts and gods has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and in this kind of inaccessible house, in their opinion, it is not easy to scare a little woman's guts, how to think that on the first day, someone took a hairpin against the neck.

Now even if he doesn't apply white powder, Mao Er's face is already pale, and he doesn't dare to move if he maintains his original posture, he has no doubt that as long as he moves slightly, the expressionless woman will stab the deadly hairpin into his neck.

Mao Da didn't have anything to do, but he didn't dare to act rashly, otherwise he would be his own brother who died, although the two of them didn't learn anything, but the relationship was very good, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were wearing the same pair of pants.

"What do you want?" He asked angrily, this is really a capsized boat in the gutter, and people have been calculated instead of calculating people.