But if she knew that there was a killer just around the corner, waiting for the best time to strike, would she still go to the toilet?

Even now, such opportunities don't come all the time, and if God gives you a chance and you don't take it, then don't blame yourself for your bad luck.

Mulan jumped up, lying on the ground for a long time, her body was a little inflexible, and when she jumped, she hit a small tree next to her, and the leaves rattled.

The child is still engrossed in his own game.

The babysitter had disappeared into the corner of the house.

Hua Mulan had already come to the courtyard wall with a few ups and downs, her body was vertical, and her hand was on the wall, and she had already flipped into the courtyard.

The child didn't notice that she was having fun with her back to her.

Mulan drew her sword and rushed straight over.

She tried not to notice how small the figure was, and tried to imagine the child as a pile of silver, a thousand taels of silver.

"Silver's" small body squatted on the ground, and a pair of small hands were pounding the mud.

Mulan closed her eyes and stabbed out with the sword in her hand.

An iron ruler suddenly flew sideways and struck her sword, causing her to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"I'm catching Li Zhan, put down my weapon, and follow me to the yamen!" With a cuff of drinking, a thin man was already standing beside the child, and seven or eight servants poured out from the corner of the room, holding iron chains and water and fire sticks, and shouting loudly.

Hua Mulan couldn't help but sigh when she thought of this, Li Zhan, she would never forget this name, it was this person who made her rarely miss.

Escaping Li Zhan's pursuit, she went around for an hour, from the south of the city to the north of the city, from the city to the outside of the city, back and forth many times, repeatedly making sure that no one was following, and then she turned around and ran to a cemetery.

It was already dark, and Mulan was sitting in that mass graveyard again.

The graveyard was filled with ghostly fire.

She'd heard of it as a light from something in a dead man's bones floating into the air.

What exactly it was, why did it float into the air, she didn't understand, she preferred to believe that it was the soul of a dead man.

In any case, when people die, there are always souls, and it is said that it is very difficult to go to heaven, and it is not liked to go to hell, so these souls will definitely try their best to stay in the world, because other than that, they have nowhere to go, and these ghost fires may be those souls who have nowhere to go.

In the distance, there seemed to be groans and sighs, and a gust of wind blew, and the sound of rubbing was like a dead man in a grave scratching a coffin.

Mulan smiled.

She was sure that if she died, it would end much better than these ghosts, and that she would have a place to go and not have to wander around in the wilderness.

If someone like her died, would Hades forget to send her soul to hell?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking ahead.

The moonlight is not very bright, you can't see anything a dozen steps ahead, faintly, there are some shadows flashing in the darkness from time to time, it's a human, it's a ghost, it's a beast, I don't know, they don't make any sound at all, and you will never want to go close to confirm what it is? Believe me, if you do go to see it, it must be a very unpleasant experience.

"Come out!" Mulan said to the darkness.

A dark shadow slowly approached, standing five steps in front of Mulan, it was the "agent", he was dressed in black, covered with black cloth, in the dark night, if he didn't get very close, he couldn't be seen at all.

"Can you always see me?" The "agent" was very interested in this, he had never been able to figure out how Mulan had found him in the dark, and he had tried several times to find out exactly where he was, even on a moonless night, and he didn't know how she did it.

"You're farther away from me than last time!" Mulan changed the subject, she didn't want to talk about how she found him, it was a secret: "Last time you stood four steps in front of me!" ”

"Because I can't see clearly in the dark!" The "agent" replied frankly: "I don't want your sword to remind me that I've gone too far!" ”

Mulan smiled silently, sometimes she couldn't understand this "agent", his temper seemed to fluctuate from time to time, sometimes domineering, sometimes gentle and considerate.

"I missed!" Mulan said.

"I know!" The "broker" answer is equally succinct.

Hua Mulan slowly stood up and patted the dust on her body, she was already ready to go home, this time, I don't know who could get the one thousand taels of silver, but it must not be her.

"Do you know who you killed?" "Broker" asked.

Of course Mulan knew that it was Tian Benshan's grandson, Tian Guangzong, seven years old! The letter given to her by the "agent" reads.

But the second question of the "agent" she really didn't know, and she didn't want to know at all.

The second question of the "agent" is: "Do you know who wants to kill him?" ”

"Don't tell me!" Mulan said simply.

She didn't want to know much, especially who hired her to kill someone, and she didn't want to know anything like that, because she didn't want to be hunted down by her employer.

The more you know, the faster you die.

She was a little skeptical that the "agent" was insane, and he couldn't be unclear about such the most basic rules.

The "broker" was still so calm: "This time, you should know! ”

"So, let's talk!" Hua Mulan replied that she didn't know the intention of the "agent", but she believed that the "agent" would never be so idiotic as to divulge such a secret in order to talk to her more, if he was really such an idiot, there would have been no customers looking for him for a long time, since the "agent" said that she should know, then, just know.

"This time, our employer is Tian Benshan's son, that is, Tian Guangzong's father, Tian Liwen!" After the "agent" finished speaking, he waited for Mulan's reaction.

"I remember!" Mulan turned to leave again.

"Why don't you ask me why I want you to know who wanted to kill that child?" The "agent" thought that Mulan would be a little curious.

"Why?" Mulan immediately asked, "Why should I ask why?" ”

The "agent" was stunned for a while before he understood what Mulan meant, and he frowned: "Lan Lan, if you talk like this again, my head will burst on the spot!" ”

It's not that Mulan doesn't want to ask why? She also wanted to know what this ruthless father was willing to spend more than 3,000 taels of silver to hire a killer to kill his son? The "broker" actually wanted her to know who the employer was, and why was such a serious violation of the rules of the trade? But she controlled herself.

She had resolved not to care about anyone anymore but her Atu, why? Why should I pay attention to a person who has nothing to do with me, why did he kill his son, what does it have to do with me, why do you let me know who is the employer, why do I have to know, who has paid attention to my suffering, who has asked me why I am living the way I am today? If you have to ask why? Mulan will ask this series of whys? But she's not going to ask, and one isn't going to ask, because these whys? Even if the "agent's" head bursts out three times, he can't answer any of them.

So she was silent.

The "agent" had no choice but to say it himself: "Because this Tian Liwen paid 1,000 taels of silver and asked me to find someone to kill his son, and now, someone paid 300 taels to kill Tian Liwen!" ”

Mulan froze.

Things are so coincidental, Tian Liwen wants to kill his son, and now someone else wants to kill Tian Liwen, then, she should indeed know who wants to kill Tian Guangzong, because since Tian Liwen pays to kill his son, of course he will be very vigilant, which will definitely make it difficult for her to kill Tian Liwen, not to mention, since Tian Liwen must die, then it is not a big deal to know that he is not going to kill his son.

It's just that his life is not so valuable, only three hundred taels.

"Where to find him!" Mulan remembered that she hadn't seen him in her backyard for seven days in a row.

"Brothel", "agent" replied: "He goes to Mengyi Courtyard most often, looking for a prostitute named Yiyi!" ”

Mulan nodded.

"Ten days", the "agent" said: "This time the employer gave me a lot of time!" ”

This time is indeed sufficient, but unfortunately, Mulan missed again, fortunately, she didn't know this time, she thought she had killed Tian Liwen, but she didn't expect that the former Tian Liwen had become today's Zuo Ci.

She looked up at Zhao Yueru who was standing in front of Jiang Xiaoyu in front of the nunnery, and she was envious of them in her heart. What is this so-called torture compared to the torture that she Mulan suffered? The smell of fireworks came, bringing Mulan's thoughts to her most painful day, which was when she desperately returned to her "home" after being seriously injured by Liu Qingyun.

Mulan was lying on the bed, she had already changed her clothes, and next door, Ah Fu was washing her clothes.

Ah Fu never allowed any housework to be saved up at home, which he thought was disrespectful to the young lady.

Mulan's chest ached faintly, the sword on her right shoulder was not serious, it only hurt a layer of skin, but the chest was much more serious, at least three inches deep, this sword was not fatal It is really a miracle.

When she returned, the clothes on her chest were completely stained red with blood, and Ah Fu was so frightened that she almost fainted, she struggled to pour a whole bottle of Dali white medicine on the wound, and the severe pain made her scream loudly and fainted.

When she woke up, she was already lying on the bed, her clothes had changed, and the blood on her body had been wiped clean, and Ah Fu was standing by the bedside, kneeling there, with tears streaming down his face, and he had a knife in his hand, the blade of which was on his own neck, and as soon as he confirmed that the young lady was dead, he immediately cut his own neck.

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