Chapter 3: A Call from Death (1)

In the next few days, Ah Jiu and Su Ya were still assigned to dry clothes.

And with the last incident, Su Ya was even farther away from Ah Jiu, completely avoiding her.

Ah Jiu knew that she was for her good, but there were some things that she couldn't solve by hiding from her at all.

Although the weather is good today, the wind is not light, and it is said that it will rain heavily in the evening. Therefore, Ah Jiu's drying work must be completed before noon, and the clothes must be put away before the rain, and the time is very tight.

And in the afternoon, it is a very rare half-day rest day every month for the palace maids of the Huanyi Bureau, and no one will wash their clothes anymore.

Seeing that noon was approaching, some palace maids had already gone to the dining hall to get food after washing their clothes, and there were fewer and fewer people by the Huanyi pool, and Ah Jiu's work was gradually coming to an end.

As long as the last pot of clothes is dried, she can rest.

At this moment, a strange wind suddenly rose from the ground, and the courtyard was immediately filled with flying sand and rocks, and when the strange wind stopped, Ah Jiu found that the palace skirt that had just been dried in front of him was gone.

When I looked up again, I saw that it was blown into the air by the strange wind, and then fluttered down on the high eaves.

"What's going on?" Aunt Yun rushed over aggressively.

Due to the strange things that happened in the Huanyi Bureau one after another, Aunt Yun has been sitting in the yard for the past few days, supervising everyone's work.

At this time, she was about to finish her day's work peacefully, and something happened again, how could she not be angry.

As if inadvertently glancing at the other corner where Su Ya was, Ah Jiu squinted his eyes and said to Aunt Yun slowly:

"Auntie, the wind is blowing your clothes on the roof."

"Ever since you came, the Raccoon Bureau hasn't stopped!"

Looking up at the place where the clothes were hanging, Aunt Yun's triangular eyes widened, and she stomped her feet and scolded loudly: "That's the clothes of the female official, don't pick them up quickly!" ”

"Yes." Ah Jiu responded, and hurriedly went to find the bamboo pole leaning against the wall, wanting to poke off his clothes.

But the bamboo poles were too short to reach the high cornices.

"Stupid, there's a ladder there, why don't you climb up and take it down."

Aunt Yun said, her stout back leaned against the trunk of a plane tree next to her, clasped her hands on her shoulders, and scolded viciously.

"But this roof is so high, if you accidentally fall down......"

Looking at the high eaves, Ah Jiu's brows furrowed slightly.

Before she could finish speaking, Aunt Yun scolded again: "If you let you go, you will go, if you don't go, will you let me go?" Sluts are cheap, how can they fall to death so easily! ”

Looking at Aunt Yun's mean expression and fat body, Ah Jiu had no choice but to shake his head, walk to the ladder in the corner, and slowly climb along the ladder to the roof.

The roof was very sloping, Ah Jiu walked cautiously on the roof, and with the "gurgling" sound of her feet stepping on the roof tiles, she finally reached the cornice.

The ridge of the house extends from the cornice, and gradually converges to the treasure roof, so the cornice is the narrowest, most oblique, and most dangerous place. If you're not careful, you'll fall off the roof.

However, the perspective here is also the best, and Ah Jiu can almost see the situation of the entire Huanyi Bureau.

Not only can you see the other palace maids who are still washing clothes by the laundry pool not far away, but you can also see the elegant figure on the other side of the drying field, which is covered by layers of drying clothes.