About a moment, there was a very light footstep in the yard, and Mu Ningyao, who closed her eyes and recuperated, opened her eyes suddenly, got up lightly, picked up the footwashing water that was specially reserved for the bedside, and stood quietly at the door.

When the bamboo tube was inserted into the window and just began to blow, Ning Yao opened the door and poured a basin of footwater on the open space on the left side of the room.

Zhao Qiusheng didn't expect that the people in the house hadn't slept at this time, and they also splashed him with water.

Ning Yao also pretended not to know who it was, and was about to shout in a panic: "Come on, there is ......"

Before he finished shouting, he was scolded by Zhao Qiusheng: "Shut up, it's me!" ”

"Door master? You? What are you doing standing under the eaves of the Holy Maiden so late? ”

Zhao Qiusheng has always been admired, it is the first time he has been caught, and he is still a little maid, if it weren't for Sun Kouxiang's still useful, and he promised him not to move this maid first, he really wanted to sell her together tomorrow: "Who said I was standing under the eaves?" I came from there, and I was about to knock on the door, when you splashed me with water. ”

"Oh, I see, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ning Yao first apologized, and then without waiting for Zhao Qiusheng to speak, she said to herself: "However, I know that the door master will not blame me, the door master is the most merciful and tolerant saint in the world." "Thousands of clothes, sycophants don't wear, this kind of black you, and then turn around and say sorry and the feeling of being done is the most comfortable.

Sure enough, Zhao Qiusheng's face was a little better, and Ning Yao continued to ask, "Door master, is there something wrong with you coming here this big night?" ”

"Well, go in and call your holy maiden up and ask her to go with me to the temple, I have something important to discuss with her."

Ning Yao nodded: "Oh, no wonder you haven't rested so late, but it's unfortunate, the saint is unwell and has a fever, no, I have been helping her to cool her forehead with cold water, so I came out to pour water." ”

Hearing that the water splashed on his robe was not footwater, Zhao Qiusheng's face softened a little, but when he heard that Su Ling'er couldn't go, his brows furrowed again: "Is it serious?" ”

"Well, it's very serious, it stands to reason that the holy water of the Holy Maiden can cure all diseases, so she shouldn't be sick, she must be tired for a day today, and she has spent too much spiritual power to expel the disciples from illness and disaster, so she is tired."

The first half of the sentence was simply a slap in the face, but the second half of the sentence justified itself, so that Zhao Qiusheng couldn't find a reason to be angry: "Okay, since you're sick, let's rest!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and went out, and he had to go back and explain.

Su Qiao'er in the inner room, the moment she heard that Zhao Qiusheng was coming, the hairs on her whole body stood up, thinking that she would suffer that kind of inhuman torture again for a while, she was so scared that her whole body trembled, but she couldn't help but go.

Ning Yao carried the candlestick into the inner room, only to see Su Qiao'er sitting on the bed with a pale face, she put the candlestick on the table: "It's okay, he's gone." ”

Su Qiao'er raised her head: "Thank you." ”

She heard the words outside the door just now, and thought that today was better than dying again, but she didn't expect that this little girl found a reason to help her shirk it, but she avoided it tonight, what about tomorrow night? What about the night after?

"Holy Maiden, let's run away!"

"Run?"

"That's right, behind the temple is a big mountain, while it's dark now, and there is no one outside, let's go out over the wall, and then hide in the mountain, and then find a way to leave Jizhou forever."