Sears shattered the last cup in the house.

It was sent by the temple some time ago, and theoretically it was intended for the distinguished guests of the committee, but the bearded man apparently preferred to drink directly from the clay pot, and this cup was openly greedy by the hostess.

The rim of the cup, which had been richly decorated with silver eaglets, was torn apart, and it was isolated, lying alone in front of the door until a large hand picked it up.

The bearded man's eyes flashed, and he greeted the half-drunk man in front of him, but received no response.

Sears was discouraged now, and didn't have any good feelings for someone close to the temple. "Phew!" He spat out a mouthful of wine and looked at the distinguished guest with red eyes, "The temple asked me to go to the village chief, but the village chief also refused me, he said, hiccup...... There must be proof! ”

"Evidence? Damn, where did I get the proof! ”

He spun around the room like a headless fly, knocking the old wooden furniture to the floor one by one, "I still suspect that she was the one who injured me so she could go on a date with those people!" ”

"Hey, brother, calm down," the bearded man raised his hands and said helplessly, "I don't know what happened to you, why don't you sit down and have a good chat?" ”

One is full of bitterness, the other is willing to listen.

The two men drank all the wine left in the house, and they had become friends who seemed to talk about everything.

Sears was not yet drunk, and when faced with questions of principle, such as the bearded man asking him if his youngest daughter Agatha had been abused and bleeding, he vehemently denied.

The bearded man checked it many times, and seemed to be relieved at last, and he didn't care at all whether the poor creature in front of him had fallen into an idiot or had been hit in the head by his mistress.

He put down the empty clay pot and burped contentedly.

"Miss Agatha acknowledges that she has received 'special training' from your wife, but she does not wish to pursue it, so this is not a good reason for sentencing."

The bearded man still has the second half of the words in his heart: even if Agatha really wants to pursue Barbara's persecution of her, well, reporting her biological mother will undoubtedly affect her reputation, which is a favorable point of attack for some people, just like her father who once fell into an idiot...... And he, as well as everyone in his camp, will do his best to serve the honor of the new goddess incarnate.

"Agatha has always been kind." Sears was a little helpless.

The bearded man looked relieved, and a strange smile came to his lips, but it was a pity that Sears didn't see it.

"Well, if you want Barbara to confess, you have to start with yourself. If there is no evidence of the past, let's start with what hasn't happened yet! ”

Sears said confusedly, "I'm afraid I don't quite understand what you mean......"

The bearded man mysteriously approached him, "My grandmother is from Goins, remember the night before you were bitten, that flute ......" he lowered his voice and finally amplified the volume: "That snake was called by Barbara!" Why not give her a second chance? ”

Sears understood, and he stood up against the table, exclaiming incredulously, "You're letting me be bait!" ”

"It's just a personal suggestion of mine," the bearded man scratched his head with a harmless smile, "because as things stand, it seems like there's no better way to do it, and we need proof, don't we?" ”

Sears fell into deep thought.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Sears, I've only drunk such a good wine in the Holy Capital, and I have to say, Barbara is really a genius at winemaking." The bearded man seemed to leave the last compliment unintentionally, and went back to his room to sleep.

A genius for winemaking?

Sears's fists clenched tighter and tighter, blood oozing from between her teeth, yes, she had a chance to be a woman who was a genius in winemaking, but he was mixed up.

He stood hunched over the smell of wine, like a giant cat about to attack.

……

Early in the morning, two small figures walked out of the wooden house.

They carry rattan baskets on their backs, and the boy who walks in front carries a wooden stick upside down, which the locals used to use to drive away snakes in the grass. The outfit already says a lot about where they're going.

"When are you coming back?" Aletha asked, chasing after her.

Lan Shuying didn't look back, and responded: "Wait until the sun sets." ”

Aletha breathed a sigh of relief.

After watching Lan Shuying for several days, she had already discovered that her mother had to be poked by Agatha every time she couldn't move, and she needed to make up for it every three hours or so.

If this devil is not at home for a day, my mother can be free for most of the day!

She excitedly ran back upstairs.

Dorjee was a little worried, and turned back three times in one step, "Agatha, are you really not going to take Barbara with you?" I always thought she would ......"

Lan Shuying said lightly: "What we are going to do is countless times more important than her, and she is not worth our time's attention." ”

So Dorjee obediently closed his mouth and continued to explore the way.

Every commotion in the grass made his eyes light up, and the snake, disturbed by the sticks, swam under the blades of grass, and he hissed to find them and grab the little things.

Yes, catch snakes, that's what both of them are doing today.

The two went in different directions.

Dorjee used the skills she had learned from the snake catcher and was very engaged, while Lan Shuying was much more lazy, she wore gloves and walked seemingly aimlessly, until she suddenly turned her waist and pressed a "rattan" diagonally behind her with her right hand like lightning!

"The hosts were amazing! The most beautiful hosts! (??????)??” Toffee behaves extremely well, as if it wasn't providing a view.

In the sea of knowledge, the flames around the red lotus doubled.

Toffee trembled instantly.

However, the red lotus just rolled her eyes lazily, as if she was only expressing disdain for the flattery it had just made.

It didn't take long for the rattan basket to be overwhelmed, there was a constant hissing sound inside, and the fishy smell rushed into the nasal cavity, Lan Shuying frowned slightly, put the basket at his feet, and waited for Dorjee to come back.

People who practice martial arts tend to have more sensitive senses, and she stands here, with giant trees blocking her view and not seeing the village, but the bad tone sounds quite clear.

Dorjee is back.

"Agatha, someone's summoning the viper!" He shouted eagerly.

Lan Shuying nodded.

Her silence made Dorjee vaguely understand something, and he was equally silent, placing the rattan basket on the ground, his lean body trembling a little.

"Sears will be fine." She reassured in an affirmative tone.

The bearded man's suggestion was in her expectations, and it couldn't escape the monitoring of toffee. Today, I took Dorjee out to catch snakes, one is to prepare for the development of antivenom, and the other is to provide Barbara with a chance to do it.

Now, it seems, she's acted.

Dorjee's lips were bitten white, his eyes were very confused, and he really didn't understand why this family was like this, why they couldn't be like him and his adoptive mother......

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