The four children stared at the uninvited guest, and did not dare to say a word the whole time. It wasn't until Zhifan put the 'meat dumplings' in his hand on the table and beckoned them to enter the house with a smile that several people took a few steps back in fear, and Zhifan had to explain again: "Come in, I'm really not a bad person." ”

However, no matter how you hear this, there is a bit of a sense of wanting to cover up, and the older girl finally opened her mouth: "Brother and sister, run, go to Daddy and Auntie!" She picked up her little brother, pulled the second sister, and the second sister led the third brother, pulled her legs and began to run out of the hospital.

"Hey! This is your house, what are you running for? Holding the fan and shouting, but no one paid attention to her, so he touched his chin again, and said with innocent eyes, "Could it be that I look like a bad person?" How can it be? It's cute! ”

From the outside, the fan is really smart and cute, but after getting along with her for a long time, you will find that she is definitely a golden appearance, and she is ruined. Bo Yuan couldn't help but disdain in his heart: "Are you not only bad, but you are simply full of evil, and you are cute?" It's almost hateful. ”

Ruoli also sighed in his heart: "Normal people are afraid that they will not be able to live when they see demons, you are good, demons can be scared to run away when they see you, and it is really rare to see a 'cute' person like you!" ”

In fact, if you notice early in the morning, those children are not mortal in the flesh, but weasel essence. The fan immortal method was bound, and she couldn't see the identities of several children in time, but she still saw something unusual from the furnishings in the house.

This thatched house, which looks dilapidated from the outside and may collapse at any time, is actually as safe as a rock inside. Not only are the tables, chairs, bedboards and cabinets all made of high-quality pear wood, but there is also an agarwood bookcase, and a sandalwood yaoqin is placed above the bookcase, with pen and ink incense next to it, and a screen red tent at the back, which is actually a literati and ink writer's elegant style.

If this is not rare, the picture of a weasel hanging on the wall can be said to be a very vivid depiction of the situation of this family.

Under the cherry blossom tree, there is a middle-aged man with a strong bookish atmosphere, the man strokes the yaoqin, and his eyes are always close to the beautiful woman sitting opposite her cheeks, and there is a huge weasel tail behind the woman. Beside the two of them were four small weasels chasing and playing, and everywhere they looked, there was a quiet and peaceful joyful atmosphere.

"The mountains have trees and willows, and the cherry blossoms are not as good as you!" Xu is a beautiful meaning, holding the fan to read and the prompter in the painting, the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked a smile.

It is not difficult to guess from this painting that there is a love story of a mortal scholar who falls in love with a weasel spirit, and he does not want to be disturbed by worldly grievances, so his family chooses to cover up Yu with flaws and escape from the world in this thatched house. But it's very strange that the cherry blossoms mentioned in the words are not here, not even the cherry blossom tree painted in the painting, there is no one in this courtyard.

Doubts are doubts, the fan doesn't plan to delve into it, rather than tangling up some trivial matters that have nothing to do with him, it is better to fill his stomach first. Thinking of this, the fan put the baby on the table as well, and then turned around and went out the door.

The two big 'meat dumplings' that were tightly wrapped on the table could only gurgle and roll their eyes, not only could they not speak, but even moving it became a luxury.

Ruoli was seriously injured, Bo Yuan was afraid that it would not wake up, so he tried to call it, but this call still turned into a whimper without suspense. Bo Yuan was ashamed and annoyed, he didn't dare to squeak anymore after all, but he was praying in his heart that the 'ugly woman' didn't hear it, otherwise he would lose the little face he had.

However, the fan not only heard, but also heard clearly, she put a bowl of milk on the table, picked up the baby, and said with a smile: "I thought you were either a little fool or a little mute, but now it seems that you are not stupid or dumb, and you know how to cry when you are hungry." ”

Bo Yuan really wanted to teach her a hard lesson, but at this time, he could only roll his eyes to refute, but as soon as he finished rolling his eyes, a spoonful of fishy and smelly milk was poured into his mouth, although it did not reach his throat, it was enough to make him nauseous.

The instinctive reaction is to use the tongue to reach out, but this action appears in a small baby, and it looks more like licking the lips without eating. Therefore, without thinking about it, he scooped up a spoonful of milk and sent it to his mouth, but this time, Bo Yuan had already taken precautions, and his little hand slapped the spoon hard, and the milk was all sprinkled on his neck.

The paranoid fan still misunderstood his intentions, and persuaded him: "Don't worry! This is the milk I got from Rhubarb with great difficulty, you must not waste it, there are five little babies waiting for its milk to die, I can't pull my face and ask it again. ”

One child gives birth to five children, which is too good to give birth! Wait, rhubarb? How does it sound a bit like a dog's name? Bo Yuan had doubts in his heart, so he simply clenched his teeth, unwilling to open his mouth.

He refused to open his mouth, so he pinched his cheeks and poured them into his mouth one by one, and said while pouring: "Some are good to eat, but they dare to pick and choose, believe it or not, I will starve you to death." ”

"Ugly woman, is this for people to drink?" Bo Yuan couldn't bear to scold, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was forced to swallow a mouthful of milk with a bang, choking him with tears in his eyes and couldn't help but scold again, "One day, His Highness will return to you what he has received today!" But he cursed and scolded, and was forced to swallow a large mouthful of milk with a bang.

Bo Yuan was really angry, and he couldn't take care of the face of his Heavenly Prince, so he was crying and scolding while swallowing milk.

When most of the bowl of milk was forced to swallow into his abdomen, Bo Yuan was already loveless, not only his face was red and swollen by the fan, but his stomach was also as uncomfortable as turning over the river. He tried to pull out the milk he had swallowed with his hands, but it was impossible for others to do it because their small hands were short. In desperation, Bo Yuan had no choice but to keep sticking his little tongue out, but even so, he couldn't spit out the milk in his abdomen.

After doing all this, the fan clapped his hands contentedly, and saw a row of small milk dogs sitting next to his legs, along with rhubarb, all of them opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues, 'hahaha', as if they were wagging their tails and begging for mercy to themselves. So he took it for granted that the baby's tongue sticking out was coquettish, so he smiled and hooked his little nose and said: "Little things can also be coquettish, it's quite cute!" ”

"Rhubarb, thanks!" The fan stroked the rhubarb's back and thanked him, thinking that after the Nine Highnesses drank the dog's milk, wouldn't they be the veritable Highness of the dog! It gave her an unprecedented sense of accomplishment, as if she had done something extraordinary.

As if in response to her, Rhubarb also barked twice.

Bo Yuan has been praying in his heart that Rhubarb will not be a dog, but at this moment, his only remaining hope has also been shattered, and all his dignity and recklessness have been trampled and shattered at this moment. Thinking of what happened to him in the past few days, Bo Yuan felt sad for a while, and tears began to fall uncontrollably and madly.

After all, he can't resist the cruelty of reality, he is no longer the majestic and invincible Nine Highnesses of the past, but a little baby who knows that he has been abused, but has no power to resist.

"What's wrong with you, don't cry!" Seeing the little baby crying, the fan thought that he hadn't eaten enough, so he discussed with the Rhubarb family again, "Rhubarb, you see how pitiful he is crying, why don't you share another bite of his food?" ”

The five little milk dogs were obviously unhappy, "Wangwang" barked non-stop, and Rhubarb seemed to be reluctant, got up and wagged his tail, and turned his head away.

This sound is not completely useless, at least Bo Yuan didn't dare to cry anymore, but he still couldn't stop sobbing, his little face was red and swollen, and there were still tears flashing in his eyes.

Fortunately, small also has small benefits, Bo Yuan sobbed for a while, and fell asleep in a daze.

The fan sighed as if relieved, and then she suddenly sensed a murderous aura, and then three silver needles shot at her in unison, and the fan had to throw the empty bowl out to block it.

The two collided with each other and fell to the ground, splashing fragments of porcelain bowls on the ground.

When I looked around, I saw a young and beautiful woman in the courtyard, but her eyes were vicious and vicious, and the four children I had just seen were standing outside the gate of the fence courtyard with a weak scholar who was full of sour and rotten smell, all staring at them with a wary expression.

Didn't you just milk a little dog milk, as for the killer?

Although I think so, it is always wrong to trespass on other people's houses, not to mention scaring away other people's children. Holding a fan, it was rare to step forward with generosity, and when he was thinking about how to argue for himself, the woman opposite him suddenly turned her head and shouted: "Yinglang, take the children to go first, quickly!" Before he could finish speaking, the three silver needles hidden between his fingers struck the fan again.

Fortunately, the fan had already taken precautions, and with a wave of the slender hand and the jade fan, the silver needle turned the spearhead in vain and shot herself.

"Sakura." The man hurriedly ran to the woman's side, but was pushed away by her, spitting blood from his mouth, tears in his eyes, and shouting miserably, "Yinglang, leave me alone, go quickly, go!" ”

The man smiled bitterly back, turned and glared at the fan viciously, as if anger was burning in his eyes.

Zhifan spread his hands helplessly, and said innocently: "If I say that I didn't mean it, can you believe it?" ”

Looking at what she said, even Zhi Fan herself felt unbelievable, but she really did it just out of a self-protective instinct, and if she didn't fight back, she would be the one who would be hurt.

The man didn't answer, his red eyes scanned around the courtyard, and then he picked up a broom nearby and rushed towards the fan.

When he was still hesitating whether to run or fight back, he suddenly stalked his neck, closed his eyes, and fell down on his back so straight, and then he was completely dead.

The woman staggered over while calling "Yinglang", but before she could get close, she began to vomit blood again, and then her body went weak and collapsed to the ground.

This can make the fan frightened, staring, and explaining without grievance: "You really don't blame me this time, I didn't do anything, why did he fall?" ”

It was true that she had done nothing, and there was a distance between the two, but the man did fall in front of her.

What's going on? Could it be that the other party is trying to lure her over, and then give a fatal blow?

Although he was suspicious, he still tiptoed his hand to probe the man's snort, only to find that the man not only had no breath, but even his body had become stiff.