Su Jing got the permission of the eldest lady, and under the leadership of the messenger maid, he went to a small courtyard in the south of Su Mansion, where the servants of the firewood house lived.

Speaking of which, this Su Mansion is the mansion of the county wang family, covering an extremely vast area, it seems to have a hundred acres of size, the garden is layered, among which the carved beams and painted buildings, glazed jade tiles, countless exquisite courtyards, are scattered and distributed on the land of a hundred acres. This is actually the essence of the Junwang family.

Su Jing walked into a slightly dilapidated house, Aunt Yun was sewing something in front of the door, Aunt Yun was in her thirties, and her sideburns were white, revealing the vicissitudes of life that did not belong to this age.

Although he had only been in the firewood room for a few days, his body had lost a lot of weight, which coincided with the beautiful face in Su Jing's memory.

Su Jing let out a sigh of relief, stabilized his mind, and strode forward, walking towards the woman who had a deep family relationship with her predecessor in her memory.

The woman, who was sewing, felt a dark in front of her, and a tall figure appeared in front of her. Biyun raised his slightly haggard face, and when he saw the person clearly, his voice was choked, and said, "Childe, why are you here?"

"Could it be that the prince was also ...... by the eldest lady" Biyun thought of this, and his eyes showed eagerness.

"Aunt Yun, don't think about it, I'm here and I'll take you back. There was a firmness in the young man's tone, and his eyes became brighter and brighter in the somewhat dim room.

Biyun heard the young man's calm voice, and he was sure in his heart.

I also blamed myself for thinking too much, although this eldest lady doesn't like the son, she will never let the son of a family distribute the firewood room, after all, this is about her own face.

However, he still looked at Su Jing with a puzzled face.

Su Jing said slowly: "I have already told the eldest lady about your affairs, please ask for grace, you clean up and go back with me." ”

As he spoke, he turned and left.

Biyun had many words in his heart that he wanted to ask Su Jing, for example, how Su Jing asked the eldest lady, but looking at the back of the young man Shen Yi, he swallowed back the words on the side of his teeth.

When Su Jing turned around, some thoughts rolled in his heart, this blue cloud was unusual, this woman's life was broken, her luck was thin, and Yin Tang was filled with black qi, as if she was dying.

Su Jing felt strange in his heart, squinted his eyes, and saw that under a withered plum tree in the distance, a young man with a short stature and a monkey face with a pair of obscene triangular eyes in the firewood room was secretly looking at Biyun's graceful figure with an obscene gaze.

Su Jing remained silent, walked slowly, waited for some distance from the small courtyard, and whispered to the maidservant girl who led him into this place, "Is the person under the plum tree from the house?" ”

When the maidservant saw Su Jing's inquiry, she didn't dare not answer, but whispered: "This person is Qin Tian, one of the twelve stewards of the mansion, and the cousin of the chief steward of the mansion Qin. ”

When the maid said this, Su Jing was keenly aware that the maid quietly peeked in the direction of the plum tree.

Su Jing said: "The younger brother of Chief Manager Qin, no wonder I don't know him. ”

"It's okay, let's go. Su Jing walked forward as if he didn't care.

The maid didn't dare to stay here for long, and she was busy following Su Jing to leave this place.

At this time, Su Jing had already returned to his bamboo garden, and Biyun quickly dealt with the follow-up affairs, returned to the bamboo garden, and settled down.

Su Jing stood quietly in the study, looking at Biyun's busy figure, his heart was extremely empty, running the soul power, and the soul flashback technique was carried in his eyes, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, revealing a mysterious meaning.

If you can't crack it, I'm afraid that under the entanglement of heaven and chance, cause and effect will become more and more difficult. Su Jing withdrew his Qi Technique and said coldly in his heart.

"Although I have some guesses about the source of this calamity, I can't forcibly cut it off, otherwise, under the backlash, there will be a catastrophe. It's better to be blocked, and when he has a seizure, he will be dealt with with with thunder. Thinking of this, Su Jing already had a plan in his heart.

At this time, five thousand steps away from Su Jing, in a house with a back to Su Mansion and facing the bustling street of Jincheng Mansion, passing through several courtyards, in a large and bright hall, a middle-aged man with an elegant face narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold murderous intent shrouded the body of a young man kneeling in front of him.

If Su Jing was here, he would definitely recognize that the person kneeling down was the obscene man in the firewood room, who showed covetousness to Biyun, the steward of the Qin Mansion, Qin Tian.

"Qin Tian, do you know what is wrong?" the middle-aged Confucian voice sounded without waves.

Only Qin Tian, who knew his personality very well, knew what an astonishing killing intent was contained in this calm voice.

Qin Tian trembled, and said with a trembling voice: "Big brother, I did this business on an errand. ”

"It seems that you still don't know what's wrong?

Doing things uncleanly is the second mistake. The elegant middle-aged voice became more and more cold.

"If it weren't for you being my cousin, I wouldn't have thought of getting out of here today for these two mistakes. Go to the torture hall and receive thirty lashes as a punishment. ”

". The elegant middle-aged man waved his hand, as if to drive away a fly.

The obscene triangular-eyed young man withdrew from the hall in a panic as if he had been pardoned.

Soon, there seemed to be a ripple of water in the air, and a figure wearing a black hat and shrouded in a black mist appeared in the hall.

A hoarse and withered old voice sounded with a hint of banter, "I didn't expect that Qin Lie, the ruthless Blood Slaughter Daoist of the Blood Spirit Sect, would also have times when he was soft-hearted. ”

"Doesn't tiger poison eat children? However, if your little cub spoils the big things I teach, the old man will send your father and son to reincarnate together. The hoarse voice exuded a cold meaning.

"Are you threatening me?" The elegant middle-aged man had even more terrifying murder in his eyes, like a beast that devoured people.

The old man in black sneered twice, his figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he was holding the jade neck of a young servant girl in his hand as sharp as an eagle's claw, and the handmaid in his hand had a beautiful face, her eyes bulged out, and blood continued to flow from the corners of her mouth, and she was no longer alive.

And on its rather beautiful clothes, there are some traces of tea falling off.

It turned out to be a tea deliverer? The old man threw it casually and said coldly: "This woman dares to eavesdrop on our conversation, and she must not be kept." ”

Qin Lie's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that although this person had the intention of intimidating himself, he was afraid that he would also have a relaxed attitude when he explained.

Qin Lie said: "I'm all doing this for the Holy Lord's great affairs, Qin Tian, it's useful to keep him." ”

"Hmph, you'd better remember the great things of the Holy Lord, if you break the great things of the Holy Lord, you and I will be crushed and scattered. After the old man in black said this, his figure quickly disappeared into darkness.

Qin Lie's mind was sensitive, and he knew that the old man had fled far away, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

This Qin Tian is really not enough to succeed, and there are more than failures. If it weren't for the fact that your bloodline and spiritual flesh would still be of great use to my practice, would you think you would be able to live to this day?

I'm afraid that the real person of the Demon Dao would not have thought that this Qin Lie is really a monk who is even more vicious than a snake, scorpion and jackal!

The backyard of the Qin Mansion

Qin Tian was lying on a brocade bed made of soft velvet and humming, and two young fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls with green faces were constantly wiping the whip marks on Qin Tian's chest with towels and hot water.

Qin Tian's face was painful, the pain on his body made his face more and more hideous, and a pair of small eyes flashed with resentment from time to time.

Qin Tian can't hate, he is the most obscene and evil, and he has a soft spot for ****, since he saw Biyun in the bamboo garden that day, he originally wanted to use a little trick, and wanted to transfer Biyun into the kitchen, under his command, so that it was convenient to play, but he didn't expect this woman to be Su Jing's personal maid, so he was stopped by Su Jing.

This Su Jing's child, but he is just a concubine of Su Mansion, and his status is stronger than that of a slave, how can He De have such a stunning appearance.

I happened to hear that Su Jing was tired of reading poetry and books, and his body was weak, so a poisonous plan came to mind.

As he calculated, it didn't take long for Su Jing to fall ill, and Biyun was also kicked out of the bamboo garden by the eldest lady.

Qin Tian originally wanted to use some means to take down this woman in a few days, but he didn't want Su Jing to appear in the kitchen today and take away the things in his bag.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian felt even more resentment in his heart.

In order to frame Biyun that day, a little bit of bone erosion was added to Su Jing's meal, if it weren't for this, although Su Jing was weak, he would not faint from reading.

It seems that the amount of medication that day is light, otherwise, it will make you lie in bed for the rest of your life, and it will not spoil my business. Qin Tian thought resentfully.

Thinking of Steward Qin's cold eyes, Qin Tian hesitated again. However, as soon as he thought of Biyun's delicate body, Qin Tian felt an irrepressible desire in his heart, burning fiercely.

The means of drug cannot be used, and no matter how much this means is covered, there will always be traces.

At this time, Qin Tian suddenly thought of a place, and his heart lit up. Yes, this time, be sure to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

On the outskirts of Jincheng Mansion, there is a barren mountain covered with artemisia grass, the mountain is no more than a hundred zhang high, and there is not much vegetation on the peak, only countless gravel and weeds are covered, it is really a desolate place.

But halfway up the hill stood a ruined temple, which seemed to have been dilapidated for years, and the gold paint on the statue had fallen off.

On this day, a young man appeared on the mountain road paved with dead branches and gravel. The young man was sneaky, with a pair of obscene triangular eyes, and carried a package in his hand, and from the opening of the package, it was all some incense, candles, paper horses, and the like.

A ray of slanting sun, the brilliance converged, and a slightly yin face appeared, this person is not Qin Tian, who can it be?

Qin Tian's body shook, and he walked towards the slightly dilapidated temple, thinking in his heart: "This god who lives in this Lanjian Temple has extraordinary powers, and he just asked him to help me take care of the bad thing Su Jing'er." ”

"Hehe, by that time, who else can protect Biyun's stunner. Thinking of this, even his steps were much lighter, and he did not show the slightest staggering after being whipped.

Walking into the main hall of the stone temple, a cool aura invaded him, and Qin Tian cursed in his heart. Looking up, a Buddha statue wearing a black robe stood majestically on the incense case, and the black and straight Buddha lamps on both sides suddenly rose in a gust of wind, and the Buddha lamp suddenly lit up with a "poof" sound. Qin Tian was so frightened by this strange scene that he didn't dare to come out, and at some point, there was a squeak, and the two dilapidated wooden doors had already closed.

Qin Tian was already **** in the small shirt on his back at this time, and said tremblingly: "Respect the gods, the villain has something to ask for." After speaking, he was busy kowtowing.

At this time, a cool breeze blows, the sound of the intertwined cobwebs in the stone temple rustling, and the silent hall, a person, a Buddha statue, and the endless sound of kowtowing in one place, in this early autumn twilight, there is an indescribable weirdness.