Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Lord is a joker
That madman could not only see Zhou An and Zhang Chuxue, but even the prince and his wife, and what he said just now was saying to the prince.
When this madman was normal, he was extremely scared of the prince, but he didn't expect to be crazy now, but he was not afraid, and he was even very curious about the prince's dress, and kept passing through the prince's body, as if he had found something interesting.
The appearance of the madman disrupted Zhou An's plan, and he had to find a way to stabilize the madman first.
"Stop, don't you know you'll be arrested if you come here?"
Zhou An felt that communicating with a madman could not think about things according to ordinary people's ideas, he already knew from Brother Long, this madman was taken in by the local authorities of Jinhai City after escaping from the old mansion.
It stands to reason that he wouldn't be here anyway.
The madman was really frightened by Zhou An's words and stopped in place, looking like he should have regarded Zhou An as those doctors in the mental hospital.
But gradually, whether it was Zhang Chuxue or the prince and his wife, they all discovered that something was wrong.
Why did this madman get more and more frightened when he looked at Zhou An?
You must know that this madman didn't feel scared when he saw the prince's appearance, and it stands to reason that he couldn't be afraid of Zhou An, but now this madman is about to cry, and his body is obviously trembling slightly.
"Tell me, how did you see him so scared?"
Zhang Chuxue stepped forward, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the madman, and said in as gentle a tone as possible.
But the madman just looked at Zhou An motionlessly, suddenly burst out crying, and then ran out of the old mansion without looking back.
"Ghosts, ghosts!"
While running, the madman was still yelling, but the words he shouted made people a little confused.
At this time, Zhang Chuxue once again set her sights on Zhou An's body, she had suspected that Zhou An was not a person more than once, and now it seems that Zhou An still has a lot of secrets hiding from herself.
Looking at Zhang Chuxue's gradually strange eyes, Zhou An was a little angry.
"Damn, you believe what the madman says?"
"I don't know."
I don't know if it's uneasy or what, this time Zhou Anxian is a little very wrong, and his performance is not at all the same as usual.
I saw that the prince stood up from the ground, kept rubbing his hands, moved his steps to Zhou An's side, and asked him with eyebrows, "Together?"
As soon as these two words were said by the prince, Zhang Chuxue couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Sure enough, this prince is a joker!
Hearing this, Zhou An, who was already a little angry, raised the bamboo pole in his hand, and was about to slap the prince on his body, and the frightened prince retreated again and again, and kept giving Zhou An a look, signaling him to deal with the people behind the middle hall.
Zhou An'an comprehended, and he was too lazy to worry about this prince, his knees were slightly bent, and with a force under his feet, the whole person rushed towards the back of the middle hall.
Almost as soon as he arrived at the back of the middle hall, he saw the appearance of the red-clothed female corpse fleeing, and he didn't have time to say hello to Zhang Chuxue, Zhou An chased after him directly.
At the same time, Zhou An hooked his little thumb and gave Sun Long a signal to be ambushed outside, they would cooperate with him to find out the person who controlled the female corpse in red behind the scenes, as long as he was controlled, the female corpse in red would naturally not escape.
Because of Zhou An's sudden departure, only the prince and his wife and Zhang Chuxue were left in the middle hall, and the prince saw that Zhang Chuxue was a beauty, so he actually opened his mouth to flirt at this time.
"This beauty, this king sees that you are white and beautiful, why don't you take you as a concubine?"
Just one sentence made the corners of Zhang Chuxue's eyes jump unconsciously, but she also knew that she had nothing to do with this prince at all, so she could only swallow the anger in her stomach.
Seeing that Zhang Chuxue didn't speak, the prince's face gradually showed a squinting look.
"I warn you, you'd better stay honest."
"Otherwise, when Zhou An comes back, Miss Ben will definitely make you worse than dead, and death is better than death!"