After the last visit to her mother, she took a day off, then walked out of the comfortable house, and wanted to go outside to have a look, after all, she didn't want to stay at home all day like modern times, she deliberately didn't take Xiaozhu out, so that she was comfortable. Now that you have traveled to ancient times, how can you not feast your eyes?

After wandering around many places, she came to a pavilion, and on a wooden table there was a skillful depiction of a guzheng, which was designed with a hollow pattern, and she liked this the most, Ying Zhen looked at it in a daze, "Well, I haven't played it for a long time, and I don't know if the technology has declined." "I think that my father suffered a lot in order to cultivate a daughter who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and first sent herself to learn taekwondo, saying that girls should learn to protect themselves, and then she fought all over the province's invincible opponents, won the provincial championship, and then successfully became a female man, and she never fought with boys less than one hundred and fifty pounds in the class. But Dad said that he would send himself to such and such interest classes, and crying, making trouble, and hanging himself was commonplace for her, but Dad was still immune to this. Among those specialties, her favorite is the guzheng, and her relatives say that she is an ancient beauty when she plays the guzheng. Now that I've worn it to ancient times, I haven't seen my father for more than two months, and I really miss him, and I don't know if he will be very worried if he can't find him?

Sitting in front of the guzheng, it is still the song "Mountains and Flowing Water", which is unique to the ear, and is familiar with it, "Fireworks in March, the old people are gone, when to forget, when to die, remember the ......" unconsciously Ying Zhen sang out, everything was so quiet, as if time had stopped, and there were one or two praises from time to time. Until a voice broke the silence, "Bold! Who is making a noise in the house? "What to do? I only remember to play the tune, but I didn't expect it to disturb the people? Ying Zhen panicked now, this is in ancient times, especially if he is so unpopular, disturbing the people is not just as simple as paying a fine, maybe his life will be lost, or he may just wear it back to modern times, but what if he doesn't? She doesn't want to die untimely like this~ No, let's sneak away.

"Whoever it is, just you, stop! Turn around. Just as he was slipping away, a nice male voice sounded.

"May I ask who you are?" Ying Zhen wants to delay time, and it is a little bit to be able to drag it out.

"I don't even know? Hey, I told you to turn around, didn't your family tell you that it's rude to talk with your back to someone? The man was a little impatient.

"Well, this son doesn't know anything, the little girl is really not very good-looking, I'm afraid of tarnishing the eyes of the son." In fact, the meaning of this sentence is - I am ugly and can blind you, won't I be exposed as soon as I turn around, he is so troublesome for himself, don't turn around, resolutely don't turn!

"For the first time, someone dared to refuse my request, can you turn around? Don't regret it. "This man actually threatened himself, forget it, he will regret it if he turns around, and he will regret it if he doesn't turn around, so let's meet his requirements first. So Ying Zhen began to turn back little by little, until when he turned to him, he said a very bad sentence, "Hey, hey, it's really ugly and can't be seen, so you better turn back." He waved his hand as he spoke.

Ying Zhen smiled, gritted her teeth, but still did so: "Okay, Childe." ”

"Wait, I didn't see it too clearly, you turn around again."

Ying Zhen was really angry, and yelled at him: "Are you sick, don't you want to see what you are asking me to turn around, I have read books for two years in your tone, what kind of dick are you?" Did you have nine years of compulsory education? Compared with the old lady, you were born a few hundred years earlier! After some ridicule, after Ying Zhen came to her senses, she didn't even know when she laughed, one of her big shortcomings is that she is easy to get carried away, and she can't change her problems from childhood to adulthood, as long as she knows her, hey, it's all because my father trained himself to be too versatile. Ouch I'll go, it's too embarrassing~

"Cousin, if you go slowly, I won't be able to catch up with you!" A girl's voice rang out. Immediately afterwards, a person followed by a large group of people (maids) rushed towards the place where Ying Zhen was, "Yo, it's you little slut, why are you here?" Could it be that you are the one who just played the piano? "Ying Zhen saw a girl, probably two or three years older than herself, she was quite delicate, and her mouth was so poisonous.

"So what?" Ying Zhen can't stand such a person who looks down on people like this.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to play my piano, how good are you? She was a little annoyed.

"It turns out that this is your piano, but I'm afraid you don't deserve this piano, but it's a pity that this is a good piano." Ying Zhen felt that this person didn't look like a lady, and he didn't deserve this piano at all.

"You! Cousin, you see, she dares to speak disrespectfully to me, help me teach her a lesson! As he spoke, he looked at the man beside him.

"Hmph, I'm just looking for a helper, right? You are all a bunch of spicy chickens, I'm not afraid to go together, sister, I have won the provincial taekwondo championship! Ying Zhen sneered.

"Hey, this ugly girl is wrong, this is a struggle between you women, why am I embarrassed to join? Isn't it, cousin? I'm sure you'll be able to beat this ugly girl. The man curled his lips and smiled.

"Cousin, cousin, don't you go? …… It's okay, I don't believe I can't even beat you! The woman, first panicked by no one to help, and immediately became confident when she thought that the opponent was this waste wood, what was there to panic about.

Ying Zhen was originally full of confidence, thinking that women in ancient times were already very delicate, and they never exercised, so they must be weak, but as soon as she fought, she knew that there was a huge disparity in strength, and she was really overconfident just now. The woman didn't know what she was doing, she conjured a bright red whip out of thin air in her hand, the whip was still faintly red light, Ying Zhen hadn't come back to her senses, she whipped it over, fortunately she reacted quickly and dodged it in time, and then looked at the place where she had been pumped, the floor was cracked, how could an ordinary whip be so serious, it seems that this should be the effect of the soul that Xiaozhu said, is this considered a plug-in? I don't have anything, how can I fight this! If he was whipped like this, he would not have to suffer internal injuries. That woman is like crazy, she keeps pumping, taekwondo is originally about melee attacks, and she can't get close to her at all, how to fight? I can only hide all the time.

"I listened to your tone just now, and I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect that you would only hide!"

How could she just keep hiding, she had to find a way, just when she was distracted, she whipped over, and a bloody trace appeared on her back, "Hiss, it hurts!" I was pumped, but the woman was endless, whip after whip, and she was already scarred, "I won't teach you a lesson today, see if you dare to provoke me in the future!" "The woman kicked herself. Just as the woman was about to whip herself on the head, she covered her head with her hand, and a blue-green light flashed, strangely, the whip did not hit herself.

"Ahhh It's not her own name, could it be that the woman's whip has been whipped on herself? Impossible. Ying Zhen opened her eyes, but what she saw was a strange scene, the faces of the people present looked at her with pale faces, and looked at the woman, she had already fallen, and the maid next to her shouted helplessly, "Second Miss, Second Miss, wake up!" After that, the maid pointed at herself resentfully, "It's her, it's her who killed the second miss!" ”

Yourself, kill her? What about the process? Why is it just a matter of a moment.