Chapter 15: The Best of the Best
Chapter 15 The best of the best
It was getting late, and the three of them meditated and slept. Until the next morning, led by Changting Wan, he went to Yangwei Huan.
Turning many street corners, I stopped at a lonely house where there were few neighbors on all sides.
Changtingwan's expression gradually darkened, and the closer he got to this courtyard, the more he felt like a boulder pressing down, unable to move.
Finally walked to the door, the line of sight was clear, Yang Liu'an and Xiao Ren were very shocked by the scene in front of them.
On the walls on either side of the gate, two clotted blood stains were splashed on it, emitting a disgusting fishy smell. The colorful charms on the door were all full of mistakes and omissions. With so many charms used together, it is not clear what the person who posted the charm intended to do. In addition to some charms, there was a hemp rope hanging from the deadbolt, which was covered with some white powder.
Just from the arrangement of this door, you can appreciate the peculiarity of Yang Weihuan.
Changting knew the doubts in the hearts of the two of them early in the evening, and took the initiative to answer: "This is arranged by my mother to suppress the ghosts on my body!" β
"Nonsense." Yang Liu'an sneered at listening to an idiot's dream.
Chang Tingwan's expression was solemn, and he turned to Yang Liu'an and said, "Senior sister, the gate is arranged like this, which means that my mother is not at home. β
"Not at home?"
"Not good!" Changting pulled up the willow bank at night and ran.
Although Yang Liu'an didn't know why, he still followed out: "What's the matter, Xiao Qi?" β
Chang Tingwan's face was anxious: "She must be going to trouble Sister Luo, because as long as she can't find me since she was a child, she must be there." β
Yang Liu'an stopped and gently grabbed her, and said softly: "Don't run, such a mistake, we will pass by." "Let's just put Chang Tingwan and Xiao Pian together and think about the illusion.
"Have mercy on me, give me back my daughter, she must be in your ......"
Before he could stand still, he heard a woman crying hoarsely and sincerely. The two maids protected Luo Zhihuan and didn't let her get close, so she threw herself in front of one of them and pulled and pulled, entangled with snot and tears.
Standing still and looking again, the woman turned out to be Yang Weihuan.
Yang Liu'an shuddered. The impression of her in the past few days is that she is vicious and cruel and cruel, and when she suddenly sees such an act, although she is still incorruptible and shameless, this low and small appearance is really impressive.
Chang Tingwan: "Fortunately, she is only cruel to me, and she will still take care of everyone's faΓ§ade to others." Otherwise, where would Sister Luo's two maids stop her. β
With that, Changting Wan hurriedly stepped forward.
"Mrs. Yang, the evening is really not with me...... Late? What are you doing here? Luo Zhi also looked at Chang Tingwan and said in surprise.
Before everyone could react, Yang Weihuan seemed to have seen an enemy with deep hatred, gritted her teeth, and roared angrily: "Little slut, finally came out to raise the corpse!" Where did you hide? stole the old lady's money and hid outside and didn't come back. Let the people from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion come to me for bad luck, I'll kill you slut......" scolded and raised his right hand and rushed over.
Yang Liu'an was about to step forward to stop her, but Luo Zhi was still like a conditioned reflex, and before she finished scolding, Yang Weihuan had already reacted and blocked in front of Changting Wan, grabbing her hand. However, due to the lack of strength, Luo Zhi stumbled by himself and almost fell, but Chang Tingwan hurriedly helped her.
Yang Weihuan pulled her hand back fiercely, but her expression and tone were still trying to be polite: "Miss Luo, what are you stopping me from doing?" Every time I want to teach her a lesson for so many years, you have to take care of it as long as you are on the sidelines. She's my daughter, and I can't discipline her yet? β
Luo Zhi also said calmly: "Mrs. Yang, no matter how much you hate her, you shouldn't sell her to a place like Xiaoxiang Pavilion." Now that it has been sold, the deed paperwork, in black and white, she has nothing to do with you. Why are you bothered? β
Yang Weihuan was full of sadness at the moment, and forcibly made a pitiful look: "Oh, oh my God! I sold her, but she stole my money and stole her deed. Let the people from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion come to the door and point at my orphan and widow's nose and scold. β
Yang Liu'an secretly laughed wildly: "No, no, no, what you said is not right." The silver and the instruments were stolen, not stolen. And it wasn't Xiao Qi who did it, I did it. I snatched even the people. β
Luo Zhi also said sharply: "Mrs. Yang, this is yours." How can you reverse black and white in the blue sky and white day, obviously you went to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in disguise to find your daughter to get the silver, and the boss of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion kicked you out and told you that the evening had redeemed himself. β
At that moment, the onlookers began to discuss: "How can there be such a mother, sell her daughter to Goolan Courtyard and ask her to exchange her body for silver." β
"That's right, killing people is not enough, this is making my daughter a dead ghost and not having peace."
Yang Liu'an turned her head to look at Chang Tingwan's side face, her expression was indifferent, as if she was not surprised by this kind of scene, and she had long been insensitive.
It's not uncommon to think about such things for so many years.
Yang Weihuan suddenly sat on the ground and cried: "If she doesn't steal my money, will I go to her?" This dead woman is doing everything against me at home, she is lazy and lazy, unfilial and unrighteous. Raised for nothing, raised for nothing......"
Luo Zhi's angry moth frowned, grabbed the purse from the waist of a maid, and took out a few silver tickets of one hundred taels. Trying to suppress his anger, he said calmly: "This is the silver money you wanted, and you should sell it to me today." No matter how much you abused her in the past, you didn't have the intention of betraying her, so I didn't dare to open this mouth. Now you're going to sell her, and it's better to sell her to me. β
Yang Weihuan saw the silver ticket and immediately became a living person. Fang just cried to death, and now there are tears on his face, and he begins to smile all over his face. Yang Liuan couldn't help but secretly admire this person's ability to practice disgusting people so well.
While Yang Weihuan was holding the silver ticket to check the number and check the authenticity, Chang Tingwan said with guilt: "Sister Luo, you hurry up and go to class, Mr. Late is going to be punished for copying books." Waiting for you after school, we'll ...... in the teahouse."
Before she finished speaking, she saw that Yang Weihuan walked quickly towards Changting Wan again, looking at her with a hateful face. Yang Liu'an quickly stepped forward to block in front of Yang Weihuan, and Luo Zhi also moved the long pavilion to Ichigo behind him. That Yangwei Huan was already fat and short, and Yang Liu'an was relatively tall, standing in front of her, Yangwei Huan could only look up. Then he scolded: "What are you? The man who is dressed is not male or female, he is like a Taoist priest and a monk, and you, who went out to fool around for two days, and is dressed the same as this man and woman? Yang Weihuan's gaze flicked to Changting Wan.
Chang Tingwan didn't react much to all kinds of foul language, but when she heard her say this, Yang Liu'an finally said sharply: "Mother, if you want to find trouble with me, come to me, don't bring anyone else." Saying that, he stepped forward, turned around and saluted Yang Liu'an and Luo Zhi: "This matter must be settled by me and her, if the two of you are involved, I am uneasy." β
Yang Liu'an sighed, his eyes softened and nodded to Chang Tingwan. Luo Zhi wanted to say something, but finally flicked his sleeves and turned away.
The group walked to a place where no one was, and Yang Liu'an and Luo Zhi were still standing and waiting. Chang Tingwan and Yang Weihuan were "negotiating" not far away.
Yangwei Huanpi looked at Changtingwan with a smile, and circled around Changtingwan with her waist crossed, like an old man who chose a mule at a temple fair. Yang Weihuan suddenly roared viciously: "Kneel! β
Changting was expressionless at night, and knelt down in his clothes.
Hearing this, Yang Liu'an and Luo Zhihuan were both nervous in their hearts. Yang Liuan admonished himself in his heart: "The two of them must make a decision on this matter, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the backlog of grievances." If Yang Weihuan hurts her, she can easily recover it, but this entanglement is not something that others can interfere with. β
Seeing Changting Wan kneeling down obediently, Yang Weihuan sneered: "No matter what, it's also the old lady who gave birth to you." Now you have a good place to go, but your bones and your flesh are still given to you by your mother. Tell me how to pay this back? β
As soon as he heard this, Yang Liu'an raised his eyebrows, clenched Liyue and prepared to make a move.
Fang Cai's words to persuade himself were in vain.
Chang Tingwan still said calmly: "What do you want?" β
Yang Weihuan's tone was cold, she squatted down and glared at Chang Tingwan and said, "You took me three whips, one whip returned the bones to me, two whips returned the flesh and blood, and three whips returned the kindness." What do you think? Not a loss, right? β
Luo Zhi trembled angrily: "It's really shameless, she has been beaten from childhood to adulthood, she has 20,000 lashes and 20,000 lashes, and she still has to beat people, is this kind of thing also addictive?" So saying, he stepped forward and prepared to stop him. Yang Liu'an also stepped forward quickly, but Chang Tingwan immediately shouted: "Sister Luo, senior sister, don't care." After receiving these three whips, I will be free from now on, and I will ask my two sisters to fulfill me. β
Yang Wei Huanwei smiled: "Did you hear that?" This is my affair with my daughter, you guys don't meddle with it. β
Originally, listening to Changting's sincere words, Yang Liu'an also accepted it a little, but as soon as Yang Weihuan opened his mouth, he really arched people's fire to the point of bursting. Yang Liu'an didn't walk either, he came directly with his sleeves and grabbed Yangweihuan's neck.
Yang Weihuan was frightened: "It's a monster, right?" Running so fast"
"Senior sister, stop!" Changting called out late.
Yang Liu'an looked at the long pavilion late and pushed Yang Weihuan away.
Chang Tingwan said seriously: "Senior sister, don't worry about me, it's just three whips." I can't count how many lashes I've eaten since I was a child, and sometimes it's not for nothing that I have received forty or fifty lashes a day. Don't worry about me, I don't want to be favored by my mother anymore, if I can draw a line with her, I can endure everything at this time. β
Yang Liu'an still looked embarrassed, and finally found his junior sister again, he couldn't wait to hold her in the palm of his hand all the time, how could he allow others to be so cheap.
Luo Zhi also walked to Yang Liu'an's side, and the two looked at Changting Wan, not knowing what to do.
"Senior sister, Sister Luo." The long pavilion bowed down late.
Luo Zhi also pulled Yang Liu'an and said: "Late is too stubborn, let her be with you." β
The two of them stood aside reluctantly, staring straight at Yang Weihuan with four eyes.
Yang Weihuan didn't dare to look at Yang Liu'an anymore, and set her eyes on Changting Night.
She took out the whip and shook it twice on the ground, so that she could suckle it down.
One whip, two whips, three lashes.
Chang Tingwan didn't shout, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat and his lips were white.
Unexpectedly, after three whips, Yang Weihuan did not stop, but whipped down again. Yang Liu'an drew his sword and stepped forward, breaking the whip into several pieces.
"This ...... How is there a blade hidden in this whip? β