Chapter 203: Punishment

(The remaining 800 words in this chapter have not been written, and it is expected to be completed at about 1 o'clock, so you can read it again tomorrow)

(The remaining 800 words in this chapter have not been written, and it is expected to be completed at about 1 o'clock, so you can read it again tomorrow)

"The owner of the museum, his subordinates are willing to vouch for Sister Jinhan with their lives, she will never be able to do this kind of thing of selling the book, please think twice!" Luozhu raised her hand above her head, cutting the railway.

When she heard this, Lin Xixue first felt a little embarrassed, and then felt guilty, only feeling that she had deceived Luozhu.

Jinhan herself did not betray Shuyu, and now she has mixed in as her, but it has made such a dead person suffer wrongs out of thin air, and for some reason, she suddenly feels a little more guilty.

However, it should be gratifying to have such a sister who is willing to vouch for her life, and she should be able to come to her to know.

The moment Jinhan was caught by herself, she cut off her heart, presumably to protect the book.

Lin Xixue suddenly felt that aside from the conflicting positions of the two sides, she inexplicably admired it, and even envied such a group of sisters who looked forward to each other.

Alas. Why did she have to be hostile to such a book, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"You, alas." The owner of the museum was also speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to choose.

Jinhan is also a cronie she has cultivated since childhood, but she also understands that if she is kind for a while, she is afraid that she will ruin the life of the entire book.

She didn't dare to take such a risk, she was the owner of the pavilion and she had to be responsible for everyone.

She raised her hand again and opened her mouth, as if she was about to launch the True Word Method, Lin Xixue saw this, and was also on high alert, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

But the pavilion owner's lips moved for a long time, and finally he flicked his sleeve robe and put his hand down.

"Jinhan, it stands to reason that according to the rules today, I must end up with you, but I read that you have done a lot of work in the past, and you have done your best for the book, and you have Luozhu as a guarantee for you, so if you can come out of the Inquiry Pavilion, I will save you from dying."

The hall owner hesitated again and again, but after all, she still couldn't do it, she suddenly stopped her previous vow, and instead sat back on the high seat with some dejection.

"Luozhu, you go and bring Jinhan to ask your heart."

However, before Luozhu could respond, the door of the secret room suddenly opened again, and a foxy woman came down, slender like a willow, shaking three times in one step, and her charming posture was rampant.

"Yuying, come here now, but what is there to report?" The owner did not blame the foxy woman for breaking in.

Yu Yingmei laughed and said, "Pavilion master, can you let your subordinates take Jinhan to ask your heart?" ”

"It's okay, Luozhu and Jinhan have always had a good relationship on weekdays, I'm afraid she won't be able to do it, so it's okay to let you go." The hall owner only hesitated slightly, and then responded to Yuying's request.

"Pavilion master, actually" Luo Zhu suddenly wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the hall owner.

"Okay, this matter is settled, if Jinhan can pass this Inquiry Pavilion, then what she said today is true, and the Conscience will be presided over by Yuying."

She closed her eyes, waved her hand and said, "Okay, let's stand down first, I'm a little tired." ”

"Yes!" The three of them responded in unison, and then left the stone chamber.

The owner of the hall leaned on the high seat, revealing some confused and sad eyes, and muttered: "Is it really worth it to join forces with Yan Gongzi?" ”

But after saying that, she pursed her lips and shook her head, leaving only a heavy sigh

(The remaining 800 words in this chapter have not been written, and it is expected to be completed at about 1 o'clock, so you can read it again tomorrow)

(The remaining 800 words in this chapter have not been written, and it is expected to be completed at about 1 o'clock, so you can read it again tomorrow)

She took out the unspecified fat powder cartridge from the storage space and examined it carefully in her hand, but still couldn't notice anything special about it.

But since he wants to impersonate his identity, the things on the original owner naturally have to be put into his arms.

She changed her body shape back, and then went straight to the Qiongtai Book Apartment, and changed her body shape several times in succession, cutting off all possibility of tracking.

When she arrived at the door of Qiongtai Study, she turned into a young scholar, wearing a blue dark coat and a square scarf, looking extraordinary.

She didn't just break in as the assailant woman, but first wanted to find out the internal structure of the apartment.

Lin Xixue touched her chin, thinking that the owner of this book apartment would really do business, with a sense of mystery and scarcity, coupled with the added value of cultural products such as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, a simple opportunity to meet was hyped into a sky-high price.

And the reason why this Jinglin needs to remain mysterious and refuse to see guests is that at first glance it is to lose a lot of gold and silver, but in the long run, it is to maintain the golden signboard of the book.

In the long run, once this brand perception is formed, then this brand premium can be used to create profits on a larger scale.

The scarce right to meet in the form of an auction is a direct embodiment of this operational idea.

"But I advise Childe, if you really have the opportunity to participate in the bidding, it's better not to bid." Lin Xixue was thinking about the operation policy of the book, and the tea girl suddenly changed her words and admonished.

The young man didn't seem to react for a while, and before he could scream out because of this sharp pain, Lin Xixue made a fist with his index knuckle to unload his neck bone, so that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Seeing this young man's face completely distorted because of pain, Lin Xixue suddenly grinned.

It was a visceral throbbing that was so familiar to her, and the joy was so great that she had to put her hands on her face and try to control her smile.

She threw the young man into the air, and with her fists and claws, she dismantled all the joints of the young man's body, and then bent them at will.

When it landed on the ground again, the young man was like a ball of headphone cord that had just been pulled out of his pocket, twisted so that he could not see the shape at all.

"What's more, this poetry party is personally run by the owner behind the book, and there are countless young talents who go to enjoy it.

Lin Xixue was not very interested in this poetry meeting, but when she heard Yan You persuade her to find a husband at the poetry meeting, she only felt disgusted.

However, there is one word that she cares about a lot - "the behind-the-scenes owner of Qiongtai Library".

She understood that Yanyou probably deliberately revealed the existence of this proprietor, wanting to lure herself to investigate, and then on top of this painting boat, she was trying to find a way to do it to herself.

But there is a good saying, if you don't go into the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, if this Qiongyu poetry meeting is really done by the behind-the-scenes owner of the book, I can't say that I really want to investigate.

After all, he is the owner behind the scenes, and he missed this opportunity, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to find any clues in the future.

Although, behind the scenes, the proprietor may have made up the banquet to deceive himself, but now all the clues are cut off, and it is better to believe that there is something than to believe that there is none, in case you can really follow the vine and find out what clues are found?