Liang Yuanque asked Zhuang Youjie to hold on to the chair on the table, and he was about to jump off.

Zhuang Youjie obediently propped up the chair, but something went wrong on Liang Yuanque's side.

He jumped off without estimating his position, didn't jump into a chair at all, and fell to the edge of the table with a thud, followed by the floor.

"I'm grass!" He screamed in pain, trembling on the ground and arching his back.

"Oh, you're alright!" Zhuang Youjie was startled and hurriedly came over to pull him.

This is the first time he has seen Liang Yuanque miss his hand, and sure enough, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is afraid of accidents.

Liang Yuanque, who was grinning in pain, was helped up by Zhuang Youjie, rubbing his waist, and stuffing the fabric in his hand to Zhuang Youjie.

"Let's see what's embroidered on it."

Zhuang Youjie helped him to the side and sat down, lifted the fabric and looked at it.

This kind of fabric is very coarsely woven, so it is very thin, and it is generally used by flat-headed people to make summer clothes or underwear.

In the corner of the fabric, a crooked character "Yan" is embroidered with white thread.

The reason why this character is crooked is not because of the embroiderer's poor embroidery, on the contrary, judging from the stitches, the embroiderer's skills are very exquisite.

"Maybe it's because she can't read, that's why she embroiders the words like this when she embroiders."

Zhuang Youjie looked at the fabric and analyzed Liang Yuanque.

The words on this piece of fabric look the same as those written by children who are learning to write, which is naturally caused by the inability to write.

Liang Yuanque looked at him with praise on his face, "Very good, Young Master Zhuang, your level is getting higher and higher." ”

Zhuang Youjie's proud little tail cocked again, "After all, I've been messing around with you for so long, my partner is not bad, right?" ”

"Not bad," Liang Yuanque patted with a smile, "I'll be able to catch up with my previous partner soon." ”

Zhuang Youjie didn't know why, and suddenly his heart was disappointed,

"Ah, so you used to have a partner."

And listening to him, his former partner should be much more powerful than Zhuang Youjie.

Zhuang Youjie felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Liang Yuanque seemed to see his thoughts from his expression, so he hurriedly said a word of comfort,

"Don't be sad, you have your strengths too."

"What's the strength?"

Liang Yuanque really didn't expect him to ask further, gritted his teeth and thought for a while,

"You, at least you're rich."

Zhuang Youjie thought that the silver tickets he had accumulated for a long time had gone into his pocket, and he almost raised his eyebrows in anger,

"You're embarrassed to say, you didn't just come to cheat me for money!"

Liang Yuanque was weak-hearted, hehe laughed twice and took the initiative to help him get the towel,

"Oh, don't think about this, come and take a bath, the water will be cold after a while."

Zhuang Youjie scooped up the towel, "It's useless for me to change the topic!" ”

Liang Yuanque glared, "You go wash it quickly, or I'll beat you!" ”

Well, it worked now, Zhuang Youjie bared his teeth behind his back, and honestly went to pour water and take a bath.

He told Liang Yuanque not to look at it, but he always felt that the blood painting on the wall behind him was staring at him.

Liang Yuanque scolded him for a trouble, and helped him blow out a candle, and the room became darker for a while, and the bloody paintings on the walls were hidden in the darkness.

Zhuang Youjie carefully took off his clothes and scrubbed his body, he didn't bring much change of clothes when he went out, and when he came all the way from Shuizhai, he felt that his clothes were going to grow mushrooms.

Thinking of this, he quietly glanced at Liang Yuanque - the other party also looked up at the sky very faithfully, and covered the small piece of fabric over his eyes.

He had changed his clothes once in the middle, but Liang Yuanque had been wearing this white shirt since he was in the water village.

But not only did he not have any body odor on his body, but even the neckline of his white shirt, which was most likely to be dirty, did not turn yellow.

The only thing is that the cuffs of the shirt are a little blackened, or the dust rubbed on from somewhere else.

It's really strange, does he know what exercises can cleanse the body?

Zhuang Youjie scrubbed himself indiscriminately and quickly put himself on clothes.

Liang Yuanque put away the piece of fabric, blew out the light, and told him to go to bed.

Young Master Zhuang's good sleeping habits had a problem for the first time, in this gloomy Lin Mansion mansion, he always felt uncomfortable, how could he fall asleep smoothly.

Especially after listening to the old lady of the Lin family, it was even more uncomfortable to think of what had happened in this room.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the imaginary Second Master Lin rushed over with his mouth wide open.

Disgusting, just disgusting.

He couldn't imagine how a bad old man would treat a little girl, especially a pregnant woman.

Biting off your toes and swallowing them, is this an act that humans can do?

Zhuang Youjie thought that the eldest brother he met on the train before had told the third lady that the second lady was disemboweled when he died, could it be revenge for his previous behavior?

If you think about it along this line, will the causes of other people's deaths also be related to their previous behavior?

I don't know if Ah Que thought of it, Zhuang Youjie thought, got up and looked at Liang Yuanque on the other small bed.

He lay silently, not knowing if he was really asleep.

Zhuang Youjie lay down, still thinking nonsense, and began to wonder who put the piece of fabric that Ah Que took off from the beam.

And what exactly does the word embroidered on the fabric mean, does it refer to a person, or to a place?

His mind can only turn here, and if he thinks about it further, he can only come up with a stomach full of mysteries.

"Bird, that piece of cloth ......"

"If you can't sleep, shut up and watch the sky, or I'll do you a favor and knock you out."

Before he could finish his sentence, Liang Yuanque interrupted him.

Zhuang Youjie pursed his mouth and silenced, slowed down his movements and lay down gently.

But after only a short while, he couldn't hold back again, "Ah Que, when are we going to see the corpse tomorrow?" ”

"I'm going to knock you out."

Hearing Liang Yuanque being so "threatening", Young Master Zhuang finally remembered and shut up and lay down.

Although he couldn't sleep, the human spirit was limited after all, and around the early hours of the morning, he was sleepy, as if he was asleep, and seemed to be awake, and he barely rested.

The next day, when the sky was just dawning, there was a knock at the door.

"Mr. Liang, are you up?"

Liang Yuanque rubbed his eyes, and opened the door with an unhappy face,

"What are you doing?"

The little forest outside the door has been dressed neatly, and he still has a simple smile.

"Mr. Liang, the old lady asked me to take you to the cemetery."

Zhuang Youjie, who hadn't slept well all night, also yawned, looking at the sky outside that seemed to be still bright with stars.

"Does it have to be so early?"

Xiao Linzi looked very energetic, "Yes, after all, the road is far away, we have to leave early." ”

His face was full of sincerity, and he couldn't find a trace of fault.