Chapter 9 Who is the master of your family?
The box is square, black, and unusually hard.
Holding it in the hand is unusually heavy, and it seems to be denser than ordinary iron.
Jiang Xiaoli took a closer look and found that the top of the box was very special.
It was made up of numerous strips of varying lengths, with a keyhole near the edge, which was extremely rare in terms of the shape of the hole.
The hole is made of three hollow circles!
This may be the legendary secret method!
"Damn, what kind of mother forced you to make you ...... Loading ......"
Ding Yi's expression was indignant.
Fu Tao stared at the big godless eyes and was stunned for a moment before she reacted: "No, she didn't force me." ”
A look of shyness crept up on her smooth face: "Originally, I was, but later...... Met ...... Met ...... Little Tailor"
"So you secretly understand the song, just ......" Ding Yi was very surprised.
"No, no." Fu Tao hurriedly waved his hands and explained.
"Yes, myself."
She tucked her scattered hair behind her ears: "I ended my girlhood with a wooden stick stained with dust. ”
"That's ...... Why? Ding Yi asked in surprise.
Even Jiang Xiaoli stopped moving and looked over.
Fu Tao stared at the ground, her expression was delicate and timid: "He and I are destined not to be together, so I use this way to make an end." ”
Ding Yi's open lips took a while to fall. She gritted her teeth and didn't say anything more.
Jiang Xiaoli walked out of the basement with the box. Take a breath.
This girl, who was born in the mud and lived in the mud, actually used such a decisive way to sacrifice the beauty she encountered for the first time in her life.
Did she regret the decision that led to today's catastrophe?
Jiang Xiaoli sighed and remembered one thing.
She came to the hall on the first floor.
The bored Liu Fu was circling around the column, like a donkey pulling a stone mill.
Jiang Xiaoli just stared quietly.
Until he found out about her presence, until the hair on his back, until he hugged the pillar and pressed his face against the column.
"This tailor, but he is a little tailor?"
Jiang Xiaoli crossed his arms in an interrogating posture.
"Yes..... Be....... Fu Tao She ...... Luckily? Liu Fu didn't dare to turn his head.
Jiang Xiaohua surrounded the people who were sticking to the wooden pillar like a piece of cake, turned around, and thought for a while: "Fu Tao went to look for you later?" ”
He nodded.
"She wants to run with you?"
He nodded again.
"And how did you get rid of your life?" Jiang Xiaohua's tone was cold.
Liu Fu hugged the pillar tightly: "I want to use what Fu Tao has in his hand...... Exchange some money...... But the man said that I was full of lies, and he used his knife when he didn't agree with me. ”
Jiang Xiaoli withdrew his gaze and stared at something for a while. She suddenly didn't want to ask any more.
Once I have these thoughts, and look at Liu Fu again, I feel that the slender horse face and the big soybean eyes are extremely annoying.
Jiang Xiaoli shook his head with infinite emotion: "What kind of fate is it, you and Futao, as well as the three of us, will meet." ”
After that, he took the bone whip and pulled Liu Fu out like a dog, and tied it to the half-big tree in front of the door of the Ink Washing Building.
Liu Fu wanted to cry without tears, and broke free: "Immortals, Bodhisattvas, adults, I was wrong, I shouldn't have carried Futao on my back to have the big dream of making a fortune." ”
"I shouldn't have turned back! I was wrong, I was wrong! ”
Heal!
Hit now on, don't want to hear a word from him again.
Liu Fu made a chaotic sound, stared dryly, and watched the person who controlled his destiny go farther and farther.
"If you want to save your life, you just follow the trajectory of the sunset and moonrise, moving little by little." Jiang Xiaoli fell on the door, "Torture can't kill you!" ”
The invisible sun hung in the cold sky, and the light spread over the earth, and one of the wisps silently passed through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the shoulders of the people under the trees, where a puff of smoke was immediately released.
Liu Fu was so burned that he jumped to his feet to dodge, he carefully observed the direction of the sun, and hid in the thick shade on the side.
The cold air locks the road, but as everyone knows, the cold of this winter has just begun.
Two hours after noon.
The closed door of the Ink Washing Room opened again.
Liu Fu, who was hiding under the tree, suddenly got up, his eyes full of hope.
Ding Yi was dressed up and walked out briskly.
Today, she specially wore a green silk satin skirt with a thousand chrysanthemum petals, and a feather satin cloak of the same color on the outside.
The colors are dazzling, but the people are playful and lively.
Jiang Xiaoli held an umbrella, hid his figure, and followed behind. Liu Fu, who was ignored, had no choice but to squat in place again.
Ding Yi walked all the way along Luohong Street, unhurriedly, and none of the rouge, silk, gold and silver headdresses along the way were left behind.
Out of Luohong Street, turn a narrow alley, enter the rice bran lane, walk through two shops, is where the day's bread is.
Twilight fills the air, and the night begins.
Perhaps walking a little hot, Ding Yi unbuttoned his cloak, revealing a new green inside.
After that, she no longer wandered around as slowly as she had at first, but changed her style, quickening her pace, looking down at the road, as if in a hurry to catch up somewhere.
And it goes to a dimly lit place.
"Sister, does this work?" Ding Yi muttered quietly.
Jiang Xiaohua, who was following on the side, naturally no one could see her: "You are the same age as Futao, similar in height, and wearing clothes of a general color." This method works, ninety percent. ”
"But," she complained, "I've been going back and forth on this street twice, and there's no movement?" ”
Jiang Xiaoqi looked up at the sky. "Turn another hour, and we'll call it a day!"
"Ahh One more hour to go! Ding Yi pursed his pink lips, ten thousand unwilling.
Just as the two of them spoke, a black shadow ghost followed.
"It's coming!" Jiang Xiaoli understood it at a glance.
"Really!" Ding Yi's eyes were bright, and he immediately came to his senses.
"Take it into the dark, there's a secluded alley not far ahead, I'll be waiting for you there!"
"Hmm!"
Ding Yi quickened his pace and just buried his head forward.
The person in the back is like a tail, and it can't be shaken off even if it is sticky.
She turned into a trot, skirting the blacksmith in three steps and two steps, and plunged headlong into a secluded alley where no one was around, swallowed up by the darker darkness of the night.
Seeing that the people were about to be lost, the black shadow chased after him, and disappeared into the uninhabited alley where he couldn't see his fingers.
Hey! I saw it with my own eyes, and when people entered here, why was it gone. The shadow stopped, looking around in confusion.
Suddenly!
A boundless black cloth covered his head, catching the black shadow off guard.
Ding Yi jumped out of his hiding place, and smashed the stick indiscriminately: "Dead ghost! Perverts! Tell you to stalk the old lady! I don't invite you to eat a stick, I'm afraid that I will harm others in the future! ”
"Ahh Yes! Stop it! Stop it! I'm not a bad man! A gruff man's voice rang out from under the black cloth.
Under Jiang Xiaoli's control, that cloth is like an unstoppable cage, and it can't be freed.
Ding Yi stick, kick all used: "It's not that you want to do wrong, why are you following the old lady?" Yes! ”
"I'm from the government, I'm arresting fugitives, really, I really don't have that dirty heart." The man tried his best to explain.
"Even if you are a fugitive, you are a heinous person, do you think the old lady is like it?" Ding Yi did not give up, and flew up and carried his feet in the extremely vulnerable place of the man.
"Ahh The man sat on the ground in pain: "It's not like ...... It's just that the clothes you are wearing are very similar, and I admit that I am wrong, and I admit that I am wrong! ”
Ding Yi also stopped to take a breath: "Are you chasing a man or a woman?" ”
"Yes...... A woman! ”
"Who believes! A woman can be a great evildoer. ”
"It's true! My master also showed us a portrait of her, and she looked quite handsome. ”
The two of them looked at each other, and it was the person who followed Futao.
Jiang Xiaoyu raised his hand, and the cloth was like a bundle of lasso, strangling the man's neck and lifting it up, and he kicked his feet off the ground in the blink of an eye.
"Say, who is your master?"