It's really a woman who is afraid of getting into the wrong business! Men are afraid....

It doesn't seem right... No matter what, anyway, the work treatment is too poor, and if you don't have five insurances and one housing fund, you have to pay for your own work!

Cheapskate! Briefly!

Whoa————

"Phew! Spit! Spit! ”

The childish ghost who was grimacing behind the wind was splashed with a basin of footwater.....

Strands of broken hair were attached to the forehead and ticked, and I wiped the footwash on my face, and there was a smell, which was called a sour ......

This story tells us never to speak ill of people behind their backs. You can't make a face, especially if you stick out your tongue.

Feng Buqi frowned and turned around, seeing her embarrassed appearance, he immediately opened his eyebrows.

"Good luck!"

"Good luck? Huh? Huh? Where are you going? ”

grabbed Qinghe's wrist and left

"Didn't you say that Xiaoxian seems to have a problem?"

"yes. What's wrong? ”

"So now go check it out."

"Huh? Right now? At least go back and change your clothes! Huh?? ”

The evening breeze blew lightly, but it was still a little cool. Dragged by a long leg, you have to run in three steps and two steps to avoid being dragged to the ground.

As he ran, the water droplets dripped and his eyes were blurred, and the long back in front of him overlapped in his memory, and the picture was his departure at that time.

Unconsciously grabbing his arm with both hands, he just froze, did not look back, did not break free.

"Ahh

The wind in front of him quickened his pace again.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng's house is not far away.

Knock Knock Knock ———

"Who" Zhang Heng responded in the house.

"Uh.... It's me! "Qinghe is a little embarrassed.

The wind didn't pull her back collar and pushed it forward.

Creak——— door opens inward.

"Eun Gong! What's wrong? What does this look like? Come in. ”

"Uh..... I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you to borrow me to change my clothes..."

"Look at what you said, how can you be in trouble when you see it like this! I'm going to get you a clean outfit to change into!" ”

"It's not! I.... I'm a woman! Can you ask Xiaoxian to help me get a set of clothes, and I can go into the back room to change? "Qinghe is still transparent, and understands where to check what Feng Buqi is talking about.

Zhang Heng was stunned for a while, a little unresponsive

"That.... Wait a minute, I'll let Uchiko help you. ”

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I went into the back room as I wished.

Qinghe quickly scrubbed and changed clothes, and used the remaining time to check.

The furnishings in the back room are very simple, a bed, neatly stacked with mandarin duck quilts. The dresser, on which there is a basket with female red tools, and a wardrobe in which the clothes of the husband and wife are placed neatly stacked.

If it is said that Xiaoxian is hiding something, and Zhang Heng really doesn't know about it, then it can only be hidden in the ......

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After a while, Qinghe walked out of Zhang Heng's house. The hairpin was loose and slightly wet. The light pink dress is quite fitted, only a little shorter, and it looks fresh and pretty.

The man outside the door only glanced at him

"Ugly! Swap it out in a minute! ”

"Is there one?" Qinghe felt inexplicable, it's good if you don't look at it, you have to change it.

In the quiet alleys of the county, the two walked slowly side by side.

"What discovery?"

"This...."

Three notes, on which the direction of the day is written in small block letters.

"The words on this are written in dansha....."

"It's all about the three deceased, and to be exact, murder instructions." Feng Buqi said.

"So, Xiaoxian is..."

"Hmm."

No wonder Zhang Ju will take the blame, it turns out that it is not for his son, but for his son's happiness.

You said..... Who is the one who made Xiaoxian kill? Witch Doctor? What does it have to do with her? What did she kill for? I really can't figure it out. ”

"Hey! Wait for me! ”

Qing He said to himself, and looked up to find that Feng Buqi had already walked five meters away.

"We'll find out when we go back." The cold voice passed through the alley, like hitting a jade chime.