Fast Travel Villain: Sanctioning the Son of Luck

Chapter 211
After dealing with the mask issue, Xing Mo began to think about how to leave this place quickly.

Although she had just drank water to temporarily relieve the hunger in her abdomen and the dryness of her throat, the internal injuries that had not been healed by the elixir made her internal organs look like a hole was broken, and the adobe here was leaking everywhere again, gusts of cold wind Pour it in and make her stomach burn.

If she didn't leave here as soon as possible, let alone complete the task, she might not be able to survive a day, and she would be folded here with this dilapidated body.

Xing Mo closed her eyes and meditated for a while. She needed to escape, and she also wanted to escape without alarming others. May the Lord have personally proved the unreliability of the guys next to her. There is no need for her to be a Virgin Mary Regardless of previous suspicions, use the brilliance of love to save all living beings.

Looking at the tied wrists, the original hemp rope was replaced with an iron chain after Xing Erya fled. It was a bit troublesome to untie this thing, but it was not difficult to do.

Thinking of a good way, she quietly put her bound wrist in the shadow of the corner, gently picked it up, and released a little finger, then closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep from exhaustion, hooked the little finger Walking away from the inconspicuous wire in the corner, he picked it up a few times seemingly at random, and with the barely audible "click" sound, the lock on the iron chain was unlocked.

Xing Mo untied the rope on her feet in the same way. In order not to be discovered, she put her hands behind her back and put the lock in the corner of her eyes.

Although Xing Mo has been dawdling for a long time, the girls next to her who acted as eyeliners never thought that the delicate and delicate woman could untie the knot in such a short time, they only thought that she was tied up and couldn't stand it anymore. Want to struggle to the death.

So what about the eldest lady who has no worries about food and clothing? Aren't they still living worse than them now? There were scornful ridicules on the faces of those people, and they didn't pay attention to her anymore.

Just at this moment, Mrs. Wang, who was afraid that she would die early and would not even get back her capital, had already started contacting the proprietress of a nearby kiln.

"This bastard looks like a pampered one. Could it be that you kidnapped him from some small place?" The informant who came instead of the proprietress frowned and looked at Xing Mo.

"No problem." Mrs. Wang smiled flatteringly, and gestured to the informant, "This girl was sent by the "noble person" above, even if something goes wrong, the nobleman will take care of her. "

"Oh, that's it..." The informant nodded, as if a little moved, but still a little reluctant, "Wang Po, you also know that we are a small place, so naturally it is not as good as those who have relations with officials in Yihong Courtyard." For the kiln, give me an accurate number, ten taels, whether you like it or not."

Mrs. Wang's originally warm expression froze a little, and she said coldly: "50 taels is not a bargain, this girl's skin is so tender, maybe she can attract many regular customers to your sluggish business, besides, if she doesn't Be obedient, I sent her to Yihong Courtyard long ago, and the boss there has promised to buy this girl for a hundred taels."

Thinking of the deteriorating business in the kiln being suppressed by Yihongyuan, the informant gritted his teeth and said: "Fifty is fifty, one hand delivers the goods and the other pays the money, and the money is paid!"

Wang Po saw that the deal was about to be completed, and her drooping face turned into a bright chrysanthemum with a smile again, "All right, all right, then this matter is settled! I'll go get you a deed of sale right away. If you are short of girls again, you must remember to come and patronize my business frequently."

Xing Mo looked at Mrs. Wang bargaining blankly, and even yawned without any fluctuation in his heart.

(End of this chapter)