If Tang has any way, the pervert can always poke her weakness easily.

At first it was green picking, and now it is a dowry.

In fact, she didn't have to ask for those dowries, but the original dowry that the Xu family gave her was something that was not useful, and those subordinates in the Xiangwang Mansion who stepped on the low and praised the high did not even give them two meals to take care of the master and servant, even if they borrowed other people's kitchens, they had to give people two pieces of silver.

The so-called money in your hands is not panicked, you must always be prepared. It was not easy for her to get Zhou's dowry back, saying that she couldn't say anything about Chu Qianlan's pervert.

Ruotang, who refused to cheapen Chu Qianlan, and Ruotang, who had lamented his life countless times in his heart, reluctantly followed Ruyi into the Skylark Tower.

……

The Lark House is a famous restaurant in the capital, its decoration is luxurious and gorgeous to the point of staggering, hundreds of thousands of pairs of calligraphy and paintings are hung everywhere casually, all kinds of antique treasures that are said to be lost or not born are also easily visible in the Lark Tower.

In such a high-grade restaurant, the guests who can come in, only silver is not enough, and the Beijing officials below the third grade don't even think about it. Even so, as the richest and most expensive restaurant in which the rich and noble families show their status, Skylark House is still full every day, and the business is so hot that it makes peers jealous.

There have also been people who have joined forces to squeeze the lark tower to close its doors, but without exception, those unlucky peers have closed their doors first.

And what makes this lark house even more famous is the behind-the-scenes owner of the restaurant. The person is so mysterious that no one knows who the owner of the restaurant is. Even the shopkeeper in the restaurant couldn't tell whether their boss was male or female, tall or short, fat or thin.

But this still can't stop the nobles from flocking to the Skylark Tower, and can't stop them from coming to enjoy the refreshing feeling of spending a lot of money and spending a lot of money.

At this moment, Chu Qianlan was in the largest and most luxurious room in the Skylark Tower, lying on the soft couch like a boneless, ignoring the cold and shining long sword in front of her.

"Little junior brother, what do you mean by this?"

The black-clothed young man held a long sword, and the tip of the sword was firmly pointed at Chu Qianlan, who regarded him as nothing, and his sharp eyes were like the long sword in his hand, with an unstoppable momentum.

"The master is going to die, let you go back to the valley."

"No return." Chu Qianlan simply refused, "When this king came out of the Valley of the Living Dead, he vowed never to go back. ”

The young man's eyes widened, "But the master is going to die!" ”

"So what?" Chu Qianlan raised her eyebrows and spread her hands in surprise, "Everyone will die, but it's just early and late." Could it be that when this king returns, he will not have to die? ”

The young man's eyes were red with hatred, and his fangs bit his lips, "But the master is the best for you!" ”

The master always said that over the years, he was the smartest and most powerful of the children he had ever taught!

Jealousy crossed the boy's eyes.

Chu Qianlan laughed arrogantly, the sunset penetrated the window, pulling his shadow extremely thin and long, like a sharp sword cutting through the sunset red flowing all over the ground, fierce and powerful, full of murderous intent.

The young man's hand holding the sword shook, but his still immature face was firm and stubborn, "You are the only one who has been appreciated by Master, and in his heart, no one can compare to you." He's going to die, you should go back and see him! ”

No matter how hard he tries, in the eyes of the master, he is not as good as the senior brother in front of him who rebelled back then.

Even if he rebelled back then, before the master died, he was the only one he wanted to see.

The young man's eyes showed murderous intent.

If he is killed, and the master has no favorite disciple, will he be the master's favorite disciple at that time? Anyway, the master is going to die, so it's not right for him to accompany the master.

The young man thought about it, he had raised his sword and attacked Chu Qianlan.

Chu Qianlan's eyes were bright, and she didn't move to meet the sword tip that was approaching with a deep chill, and her extremely bright eyes were half sunk in the still water with cold light at the moment, which was an indescribable and striking black.

"Senior brother has nothing to teach you, the only thing I can tell you, I-" His robe swelled up, and the green silk fluttered in the air of the sharp cutting of people's skin, and he smiled as he looked at the young man's suddenly widening eyes, which were full of astonishment.

Chu Qianlan smiled even deeper, he pulled out the hand that pierced the young man's chest, and the blood slowly stained his sleeve, "I am indeed the most powerful." ”

The white clothes, stained with bright red blood, are dazzling and weird.

He didn't look at the fallen boy, he only raised his hand, and looked at the sunset as if admiring a beautiful work of art, his eyes were intoxicated and charming.

"Have you seen enough?"

He spoke suddenly.

……

Ruotang felt that his heart had forgotten to beat for a few beats.

She has always boasted of being bold, but at this time she still couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Killing, still in such a bloody, violent and direct way. Without the slightest trick, she didn't even have the slightest psychological preparation, a living person was passed by a hand through the chest.

That hand is still so good-looking.

Ruotang couldn't help but snort, and the reflexive foot-throwing girl was about to run, and Chu Qianlan's voice came out faintly.

Ruotang's feet were pinned in place.

Ruyi urged behind her: "Niangniang, come in." ”

Ruotang swallowed, and looked at Ruyi with a numb scalp: "Can you get the corpse away first?" ”

It's too much pressure to go in like this!

Chu Qianlan snorted coldly and said lazily, "Drag him out." ”

Ruyi got his order, so he dared to go in and dispose of the corpse in the house.

"Not coming in yet?" Chu Qianlan's eyes swept away.

Ruotang's feet seemed to have their own consciousness, and he hurriedly walked in.

Ruyi's movements were very fast, not only taking away the corpse, but also taking away the blood-stained blanket by the way. Looking at the bare floor, Ruotang still felt very uncomfortable.

She knew that this pervert was a careless person's life, but the impact she saw with her own eyes was at least ten thousand times stronger than what she had heard.

Chu Qianlan looked at her pale and trembling face, revealing Ruotang's laziness and disdain, "How is your blood compared to his?" ”

He sent his bloody palm to Ruotang.

The smell of blood came to my nose. Ruotang endured and endured, but he still couldn't help but start his head quickly, and retched.

This pervert who wants to kill people, when he meets him, he really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes!

"Benwan thought you were very bold, but it turned out that you were not enough." Chu Qianlan felt bored again.

Ruotang didn't know what was going on, as soon as he felt bored, there was a signal of "danger" in her heart and desperately reminded her. The whole person slammed down, reminding himself that now is not the time to be afraid.

She exhaled and said in a slow tone as calm as possible, "His blood is real, mine is fake." ”

Chu Qianlan smiled: "Come and serve this king to clean his hands." ”

Ruotang didn't dare not go over, there was water boiling on the small stove, she walked over and mixed the water with a copper basin, brought the water to Uncle Chu, who was murderous without blinking, and rolled up her sleeves to serve him seriously.

Just looking at the bloody hand handed to him, Ruotang still felt a little dizzy.

Chu Qianlan seemed to like to see her resist wanting to vomit but didn't dare to vomit, and said casually: "You haven't told this king yet, how did you get that fake blood?" ”

"I used to live in a yard where there were cacti, and there was a kind of cochineal that loved to parasitize it. After the dried body of the worm is finely ground, the red pigment can be extracted with water...... "As a qualified gourmet, when the cochineal insect was found during the idle recuperation period, Ruotang originally only planned to use this natural pigment for food.

She didn't know if she was nervous or what, how she got the natural pigment of cochineal red, what was it used for, and how she hid the water liquid that had prepared cochineal on her body - in fact, Ruotang's vomiting blood was also very simple, first she prepared a bamboo tube with a lid, which was filled with carmine liquid like blood, hid the bamboo tube under the quilt, and prepared a section of wheat straw as a straw. As long as she lay there, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, she took a sip of cochineal red water, and she could vomit as much blood as she wanted.

For fear that the trick would be exposed, of course, she didn't just make this preparation, and the other bamboo tube she carried with her was filled with a bamboo tube of chicken blood - this is to deal with a doctor or imperial doctor like Lu Zhengqing, as for whether it will be exposed? Anyway, she made up her mind to pretend to vomit blood, and people exposed her to the end. That's her blood, how? Who says her blood can't be like chicken blood?

The more she talked, the more slippery she became, and she unconsciously told her all her intentions.

"Interesting." Chu Qianlan smiled when she heard this, "Then what kind of cochineal powder, get some for this king." ”

At this time, it is estimated that she will agree to whatever Ruotang does, not to mention the cochineal powder, so she naturally agreed.

Chu Qianlan stared at the copper basin, she lowered her little black head and didn't dare to raise her head and rubbed his fingers. There was no nervousness at all, except for her chattering and chattering.

She is not a person who talks much, so it can be seen that she is still scared of the scene just now.

"Scared?"

Of course, Ruotang was afraid that she couldn't do it, especially since she had to wash her fingers one by one for this murderous man. As long as she thought of where this hand had been taken out just now, she felt that no matter how beautiful her fingers were, they had become as terrible as a demon in her eyes.

But if she admits that she is afraid, Chu Qianlan will feel that she is boring, Ruotang does not dare to bet, for a boring person like her, will he abandon it or simply knock her through a big hole in her chest like just now.

This person is simply unpredictable, a matter of life and death, how dare Ruotang be hasty?

So he raised his head with a smile, "I felt a little scary just now, but now it's much better." ”

Her face was still pale, although she was smiling, the expression on her face was stiff and tight, extremely unnatural, and Chu Qianlan laughed again: "Lied." ”

After a pause, she suddenly lowered her head and approached Ruotang's ear, and her breath teased the nerves behind her ears ambiguously: "A good girl doesn't lie." ”