Chapter 63: A Horror Story

The women gathered at the door laughed and made way for her, and watched the pink woman swagger into the house.

Jing Ning's first guest turned out to be like this, just a few steps, the woman scratched her head, the girls behind her laughed, with laughter, her crotch twisted more and more exaggerated, Jing Ning just stared at the woman and twisted towards her coquettishly, not knowing what expression to do on her face.

The woman's posture was as soft as boneless, and she sat in front of Jing Ning's desk as if she was falling, one hand gently supporting her pointed chin and elbows propped up on the edge of the desk, staring at Jing Ning affectionately.

"Girl......" Jing Ning was about to ask her if she wanted to write any stories?

"Shhh, don't speak, little scholar, let the slave family take a look at you again." The woman stopped what Jing Ning was about to say, this sentence looked at you again, and the posture that seemed to be about to climb onto the table in the next second, very much like a cat ready to hunt, weighing the fish that was about to pounce on Jing Ning, who accidentally jumped ashore.

She looked at Jing Ning like this, and after watching it for a long time, Jing Ning didn't dare to speak, and finally couldn't help it, and asked her nervously: "Then, what are you going to write?" ”

"Little scholar, do you really know how to write anything?" The woman smiled, seductively and swaggeringly.

"Yes......" Jing Ning nodded sincerely.

"Then I'll ask you a few questions first." Jing Ning was afraid that she would be discovered, just now the woman stared at her for so long, did she find any clues?

"Girl asks......" Jing Ning swallowed her saliva and told herself to be steady and not to mess with herself.

"Little scholar, how old is this year? Is it a marriage match? Can you be interested in someone? The three questions in one fell swoop on Jing Ning, it turned out that she didn't find out that she was a daughter, it was just simple gossip.

"Xiaosheng is seventeen this year, unmarried, and has no sweetheart." Jing Ning was afraid to ask this woman questions about the marriage, so she would just panic if she was in trouble.

"Okay, it's the first time I've been to a place like this." The woman seemed to be very satisfied with the answer and continued to tease.

Jing Ning nodded, and the woman was still asking: "Your appearance really stole a woman's heart, if someone says that you are a woman, I believe it, but ah, it is inevitable that it will be a pity." Listening to the woman talking to herself, Jing Ning was scared into a cold sweat, and she could only laugh with her.

"So sister, what exactly are you trying to say?" The people outside listened to Jing Ning's amusement a little impatient by the woman, and laughed even more vigorously

"Little scholar, don't be angry, this way, my sister has a lot of stories, the first time you came to this Dream Weaving Garden, what stories do you want to hear, my sister will tell you?"

Jing Ning thought about it for a while, she had to make good use of this rare opportunity, she really had too much curiosity about this Dream Weaving Garden.

"Sister, but we charge for this?" Jing Ning reminded tentatively.

"Oh? Tell my sister how much it would take you to write a story normally? The woman became interested, and raised her slender willow eyebrows.

I didn't come to the garden and felt that this group of women were hard-working people, I thought that I would be more bitter and set the price lower, but I didn't expect this group of women to be trying to tease her in disguised as a man.

"Ten cents for a piece of paper, even if it is full, the font size is uniform as shown on the paper." When the woman laughed at this price, the women outside also laughed, as if they had heard some rare joke.

The woman was tired of laughing, and she stroked the corners of her eyes and laughed with tears, "Eh, little scholar, you are so cute, my sister can't understand whether you are painting or something, so why don't you tell you a story and give you money, how about it?" She seemed to treat Jing Ning as a child, and if Jing Ning didn't want to take this opportunity to ask questions, she would explain it to her.

"Then I asked." Jing Ning originally wanted to ask a question about the owner of the garden who saw the dragon without seeing the end, but the moment she opened her mouth, she changed her mind and wanted to ask, who does the red mansion on the top of the mountain belong to?

"What's in the red mansion on the top of this mountain, and who lives there?" Jing Ning asked sincerely.

The smile on the woman's face didn't know if she had been laughing for too long, or because of Jing Ning's problem, she stiffened for a moment, and the lively whispers outside were also low for a second.