Chapter 120: Beatings, Worries
Probably not, though. β
Thinking about it, Yun Zhe still shook his head, Xiao Jiu's dark eyes immediately lit up again, and he leaned over and asked, "How do you say this?" β
Yun Zhe raised his eyes when he heard this, looked at him and said without thinking: "I heard that the sons and brothers of that family are all scholars, and there is also a sick one, Fanfan doesn't like Wen Xian crepe very much, saying that she is tired of talking to them, she likes to move, let alone the sick seedling." β
When Xiao Jiu heard this, his eyes brightened, and a pair of fox eyes widened a lot, "Is this true?" β
That is, he has a chance?!
Yun Zhe didn't understand, "What am I lying to you for?" Don't forget that I grew up watching Fanfan, don't I know what she likes? β
Hearing this, Xiao Jiu suddenly became energetic, and was about to break the casserole and ask in the end, "Then what does she like?" β
Yun Zhe pursed his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and walked away straight past him, "It's not like you anyway." β
Xiao Jiu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he caught up speechlessly, "You stop for me and make it clear, what do you mean by 'it's not like me anyway', what am I like?" Don't go, make it clear to me......"
The figures of the two grew farther and farther away, and the voices of the voices faded away until they could no longer be heard.
In a large tree outside the entrance of the town, a bright red color fluttered in the wind.
The corners of Hei Ling's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but shudder for the human being, swallowed his saliva and looked at the person on the side, "Lord, that person ......"
Although he did not finish speaking, the meaning of the request was obvious.
Hei Ling thought too, according to his master's temperament, it was already a great favor that he didn't kill someone on the spot last night, and he could still let that person live one more night.
The reason why I didn't keep up with Miss Zhu at this time was not to solve the rival in love?
Killing a mere Xiao Jiu, his own master can create countless Xiao Jiu, and judging from the appearance of the girl when she is sober, she will definitely not notice anything unusual.
"Heh," a sneer, which made people feel creepy, and when Hei Ling heard it, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the human named Xiao Jiu.
However, the next moment, he heard the man speak: "Fan'er won't like him, so why keep it." β
Although the words of another human made him want to take out his heart and chop it up and feed it to the dogs, I have to say that his last words are very useful.
He's right, left and right Fan'er won't like that Xiao or anything, hum!
"Fan'er's favorite is the Lonely King, isn't it?"
Hei Ling was surprised by the change in his master's attitude, but he didn't want to see him suddenly looking at him sideways, and still asked such a question.
"......" Hei Ling felt weird, thinking to himself how this person seemed to have become naΓ―ve, as if he was competing for favor......
"Isn't it?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the person with a smile in his eyes suddenly changed his face, his eyes were obviously cold, and his tone was much stiffer than Fang Cai.
Hei Ling didn't dare to be silent, and hurriedly bowed his head, "Yes, it is you who wish the girl a happy heart." β
"No," Fox also hooked his lips and emphasized, "I love loneliness the most." β
The corners of Hei Ling's mouth twitched, but he had to agree, "Yes......"
God, how could he not know that his master was such a naΓ―ve person, and he wanted to say that since you all know, why did you go out of your way to kill a human in the first place?
However, Hei Ling naturally wouldn't ask this, and he didn't have a chance, because as soon as he finished saying this, the man sneered and disappeared in front of him.
Knowing that he was going to chase the carriage, Hei Ling didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly put his mind away and followed.
Two hours away, Zhu Fan was so bored in the car that she slept several times, and finally arrived at the entrance of the village, just to see the coachman leave, before she had time to yawn, she heard someone calling her, and the voice sounded quite urgent.
Zhu Fan finished the remaining half of the yawn, turned to look at the people running over, and said indifferently, "Sister, what are you doing here?" β
Isn't it her eldest sister Zhu Fu, who is wearing a small jacket with a small ankle-length dark red skirt, a fallen bun, red lips and white teeth, a delicate and beautiful woman at the end, and a gentle temperament is completely different from her.
Zhu Fu frowned tightly, and as soon as he approached, he raised his hand and gave Zhu Fan a slap.
"Smack!"
The crisp applause was especially clear at the quiet entrance of the village, and there was no pain, but it was heard clearly.
Zhu Fan was caught off guard, and was stunned by the slap she came up, and tilted his head for a while without turning around.
Zhu Fu bit her lip, her face was full of anger, she was panting with anger, and her chest was also rising and falling because of her movements, "You still know how to come back?!" Also ask me what I'm doing here? Scold...... What do you say I'm doing here? Waiting for you! Did you know that everyone in the family is about to die of worry! β
Three people died in the town, and it had been two days since the incident happened when the news came, and no one who went to the town to inquire had heard about her, they had hardly slept all night, and my father had gone to the town early this morning to find someone.
She came back in a leisurely carriage, and dared to ask her what she was doing here?
"Even if you don't like your father, you don't need to be in such a hurry with him! In order not to let my grandmother know, the whole family went to greet people one by one yesterday and asked them not to spread the news of the dead people in the town to the old lady, you said that you were going to go out for a few days, but my father didn't say anything, and he was worried about whether you had enough money on him, you ...... Zhu Fan, I only care about your child, I didn't expect you to do things so recklessly, do you have to be angry with your father to death? ! β
Zhu Fu scolded and scolded, and began to cry, her eyes were red, but she was unwilling to let her tears fall, so she raised her hand and wiped it on her face, and the skin in that place was rubbed red.
Zhu Fan also came back to his senses, but he just looked at her lightly, and after looking at her for a while, he suddenly turned around and ran away from the direction he came back.
Zhu Fu was startled and caught up, "Zhu Fan!" Where are you going, you come back to me! It's all like this, do you still want to run?! β
Zhu Fan didn't stop, and turned a deaf ear to her words, and the disparity in physical strength between the two made her quickly throw people far behind, and it didn't take long for her to catch up with the carriage that had just left.
When the driver heard her voice, he stopped the car, saw that it was her, and looked at her in surprise, "Girl, you ......"
"Take it, the car money, I want to be fast, as fast as I want!" As she spoke, she had already opened the car door and squeezed into the car.
The coachman was frightened by her hot appearance, but the silver in his hand could still be understood, and he immediately ignored it so much, grinned, and closed the car door, "Okay! Girl, sit down! Drive! β
A horsewhip was whipped on the horse's back, only to hear a long cry, the horse spread its hooves and ran, so shocked that Zhu Fan, who had just sat down, was knocked on the back of the head, she didn't care, pursed her lips and stared at one place in a daze.
The two-hour journey was cut short to one hour by her urging, and the horses and coachmen at the gate of the town were exhausted.
Holding his old waist, the coachman poured water into his mouth, wiped a handful on his mouth, and looked at the person who was obviously urging him to come in such a hurry, but at this moment he only got off the station and did not move.
The coachman didn't understand, "I said, girl, why don't you go in like a hypnotic?" β
Hearing this, Zhu Fan glanced at him and didn't speak, but stuffed dozens of texts into his hand.
The coachman thought that this girl was really strange, and when he went back, he didn't talk much, and just when he arrived in the village, he asked him to send people back, and when he came back, he didn't go in, and he couldn't understand what this strange girl wanted to do.
But forget it, there is money to be made, as long as there is silver, he does so much to do.
Knocking the copper coin into the bag, the coachman took the horse to the side to drink water and graze, and did not speak again, but waited here as Zhu Fan had said, for she would have to let him send her back in a moment.
Now it is noon, although the sun is not scorching, but it is still sunning, the coachman ate a cake, asked Zhu Fan if he would eat, Zhu Fan shook his head, or stood there watching the people coming and going at the entrance of the town.
The coachman didn't understand her, so he didn't bother her, and sat under the big tree on the side to sleep.
In this way, almost two hours later, the familiar figure finally appeared at the entrance of the town, Zhu Fan squinted, rushed over almost without thinking, and then suddenly appeared in front of the man, staring at him dignifiedly, regardless of whether she scared people or not.
Zhu Zhu was sweating profusely, and he didn't expect Yun Zhe to be in the town in a hurry, so he searched around the town but couldn't find the person he was looking for, and when he heard that the death of the three people who died was too terrible, he was even more anxious, so he was ready to look for it again from the beginning.
As everyone knows, when he arrived at the entrance of the town just now, the person he was looking for appeared in front of him like this, and he was also caught off guard, and he didn't react for a long time, thinking that he had hallucinated.
"I'm back." Zhu Fan stared at him for a while, watched a drop of sweat slide down his face, and spoke lightly.
Hearing the voice, Zhu Fan was suddenly startled, and then he came back to his senses, but his face was in disbelief, and he raised his hand and put it on Zhu Fan's shoulder, "Fan'er, you...... Is it really you? β
He heard that there were dead people in the town, and they died very strangely, just like the monster that appeared in the back mountain, which they could not explain, and he was worried all night, and finally decided to come to find someone, afraid that something would happen to her.
Zhu Fan squinted at the hand on his shoulder, pursed his lips, and nodded: "Well, it's me." β
As soon as she finished speaking, the man pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "Great...... Great, you're okay, great......"
His voice trembled slightly, and the heartbeat coming from his chest was strong and powerful, but it was fast, and Zhu Fan smelled a smell of books and ink from his body, which she knew was the smell of his years of teaching.
"Knock...... Knock ......"
The sound of heartbeat in her ears reached her ears and shook her eardrums, Zhu Fan frowned, raised his hand to push him away and put it down.