According to everyone's reaction, the original Xu Sanchun was a person who didn't know how to resist, and was even a little cowardly. That's why I was bullied a lot, and I was even pushed into a well and died.

That's why I'm here.

Today's Xu Sanchun doesn't plan to continue such an aggrieved life, and he doesn't want the dumb girl to work so hard.

In a few days, when you are almost well, you will go out for a walk. Find out everything about this place before trying to get out of this vampire-like home.

She didn't believe it, with her ingenuity and beyond the eyes of the dynasty in front of her, she couldn't find a way to live!

With a decision in her mind, she recuperated with peace of mind. However, she wants to live a stable life, but some people hold grudges very much. While the dumb girl went to the mountains to hunt pigweed, Xu Lan took her eldest brother Xu Tianyou into the door.

Xu Tianyou pulled the loose placket and squinted at Xu Sanchun. That gaze is like looking at a piece of pork to be sold at a price, which is extremely uncomfortable.

"Listen to my sister, you have an illness and become bold?" He sat down in front of Xu Sanchun and looked at Xu Sanchun directly.

At the beginning of her recovery from a serious illness, she became more coquettish, and her eyes were more flexible and vivid than before. Xu Tianyou was itchy to see it, and he reached out to touch her chin.

Xu Sanchun rolled his eyes in his heart and kicked on the leg of the bench he was sitting on.

He didn't sit down firmly, so he stumbled with the bench, and hurriedly held on to the table with his hand so that he didn't fall to the ground.

"Dead girl!" He was annoyed and angry: "Kick your nose and eyes, huh? He raised his hand and was about to fight Xu Sanchun, his gesture was skillful, and it seemed that he had done this in the past.

It's a pity that this Sanchun is not the other Sanchun, so naturally he won't wait stupidly for his slap to fall.

Xu Sanchun quickly flashed to the side, hid behind Xu Lan, and then pushed her forward. So, Xu Tianyou's slap fell on Xu Lan's shoulder.

"Big brother!" Xu Lan stomped her foot: "It hurts!" ”

"She pushed you, don't do my business!" Xu Tianyou hurriedly distinguished.

Taking advantage of the chaos between the two brothers and sisters, Xu Sanchun arrived at the door and looked at the two coldly: "Cousin and cousin, if there is nothing else, please go out." ”

"You're driving me?" Xu Tianyou couldn't believe it.

"Isn't that possible?" Xu Sanchun was unmoved. This is the place where the dumb lady and her live, how to say that their mother and daughter are also serious relatives of the Xu family.

"That's it!" Xu Lan pulled down Xu Tianyou's sleeve, put a sewing basket in his hand on the table, and said with his chin high: "Xu Sanchun, you honestly embroidered these two handkerchiefs for me, and I won't care about you." Otherwise, don't blame me for bothering you! ”

Embroidery?

Xu Sanchun was startled, and his eyes were about to fall out.

For more than 20 years, she has sewed buttons at most. Let her embroider? Isn't that a fantasy?

But before she could react, Xu Lan dragged Xu Tianyou out of the door, and the brother and sister muttered all the way.

"I said, you spared her so easily?"

"It's important to get down to business," Xu Lan said, "Let's deal with my mother first." It's not like you don't know, she has always been better at embroidering than me. Go back, and slowly settle accounts with her. ”

Xu Sanchun listened to the conversation between the two, and then he suddenly realized. It turned out that her embroidery skills were good, so Xu Lan came to the door.

But, that's the original Xu Sanchun, how can he?

She looked at the sewing basket on the table and rummaged through it for a moment, thoughtfully. As far as she knows, embroidery was a necessary skill for women in ancient times, even if it was as noble as a queen, she had to be proficient in female red.

It seems that it is no different here.

Xu Sanchun picked up the embroidery needle, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity from his fingertips. It was as if she had used the needle a thousand times, knew how to hold it, knew how to thread it.

Why don't you just try it?

It's not that she's afraid of Xu Lan's threat, but that the dumb lady is not allowed to do anything in order to let her recuperate with peace of mind. If embroidery can work, there is one more way out.

She looked at the pattern and skillfully fixed the white silk on the embroidery.

As she expected, she embroidered very smoothly. She didn't have to think too much, her fingers knew what to do and where to put the needle.

It seems that just as she can understand the language here, the original owner of the embroidery skill has also been left to her.

She was so preoccupied with the surprise that she ignored the faint purple glow that shone on the tip of the embroidery needle as her flying needle followed. And this light was very similar to the purple moon she saw on the first night.

More than half an hour has passed, and the pattern on the embroidery has begun to take shape. Xu Sanchun rubbed his stiff neck and looked at the work with satisfaction.

Through the light, a lotus flower on white silk is slim. It's just a silhouette, but it's very smart. And above the lotus flower, a touch of light purple flashed away.

Xu Sanchun rubbed his eyes, there were only light pink silk threads, where was there any purple?

Maybe she was dazzled by embroidering for too long, so she didn't care and continued to embroider. She has studied art for more than ten years and loves it from the bottom of her heart. Isn't embroidery also a kind of fine brushwork? It's just that she changed the brush to a needle and thread, and she was in high spirits.

Time passed, and night fell quietly.

In the black velvety sky, a bright moon and a purple dark moon.

Under the shroud of the moonlight, in the west, a hundred miles away from Xu Sanchun, there is a towering mountain peak, nestled among the rolling majestic mountains.

In the belly of this inaccessible mountain, there is a stone hall of ingenious craftsmanship.

At the back of the main hall, in the bubbling spring, there is a stone platform, on which sits a naked man with his upper body.

Long, shiny black hair spread from the back of his head to his well-defined waist. His shoulders are broad and flat, and his muscles are smooth and powerful, not exaggerated, but full of masculine beauty.

Looking further up, there is a stunning collarbone line at the shoulder and neck, and a sexy Adam's apple bulge in the middle of the slender neck.

He pinched a spell in each hand and placed it on his knees, gently closing his eyes, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his face, his expression focused, and there was a distant and distant coldness.

The stone platform is engraved with mysterious lines, and there is a deep purple light flowing on it, reflecting on his handsome and incomparable face, as elegant as the moon in still water.

I don't know how long it took, but the purple light faded until it faded completely.

He opened his eyes.

Half angels, half devils. His eyes took this description to the extreme.

The right eye is a phoenix eye with a single eyelid, and the devil's purple pupils are shining with a chilling light. The black pupils of the double eyelids in the left eye seem to live in spring, which is purer and clearer than an angel.

If he is handsome and incomparable with his eyes closed, when he opens his eyes, he is so handsome that he is almost like a demon, not a mortal figure.

He received the trick, and his long hair was windless and automatic, and it took a moment to stand still.

"Young master." A man standing quietly on the side holds his clothes.

He bowed slightly, put on his robe and tied his long hair, walked to the stone chair and sat down, took a glass of light blue liquid and sipped it gently.

"Young master, my subordinates have received a reward, and there is an abnormality in the south."

His eyes were half-closed, and the purple glow in his right eye faded and returned to a deep blackness. His right hand tapped lightly on the armrest, and his voice was lazy and low: "It's the same as me." You get ready, and you'll be out in a few days. ”

The man hesitated for a moment and admonished, "Young master, you have just recovered. ”

He laughed, like a galaxy of stars: "It took me so much mental mana to get her. It's a little unwilling not to see this chess piece with my own eyes. ”

"She's from another world." He said lightly: "In this world, there are not many people who can make me curious. His demeanor is like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, and he has an old meaning that does not match his age.

"Yes." The man clenched his fists and retreated.

He sat on the stone chair, his right hand rubbing his lower lip thoughtfully.

It was even more difficult to pull the soul of another world here than he had imagined. Even though it took a long time to prepare, there was still a little accident.

If he wasn't mistaken, the accident was on the dark moon hanging in the night sky. Perhaps, it gave that chess piece some amazing abilities.

But what does it matter, he chuckled softly.

A chess piece, always a chess piece.