Through the Book, I Became the Matchmaker for the Male Match

Chapter 1223 I Became a Pampered Person (186)

After such a reminder, the people who were still talking about it were not discussing the topic of "Wanyan Shop", for fear that one day it would be their turn to be cursed.

"Ma'am, are you all right?"

The common people did not suppress their voices during the discussion, so even Xiao Cui, who had no inner strength, heard everyone discussing "Wanyan Shop".

This shop is Chi Miaomiao's most beloved treasure. She must not be able to bear such a slander because of her temper, right?
"No problem. After the Taoist priest is executed, the rumors will be self-defeating." Although Chi Miaomiao said very calmly on the surface, he was very angry in his heart, wishing to burn this dog Taoist priest to death now.

Taoist dog, actually ruined the reputation of her shop!
As the time passed by, the sky gradually became darker, and the dark clouds revolved around a center, with bright lights flashing from time to time in the vortex, and there was a faint crackling sound, and it seemed that thunder was about to strike.

"Why hasn't it started yet? How long is it?"

Sitting on the inn opposite the execution platform, Chi Miaomiao watched the executioner pacing back and forth leisurely, and couldn't help looking at Fang Jinyu with annoyance and asked.

"Come on. One more minute."

1 minutes?

Chi Miaomiao raised her eyebrows. It seems that Fang Jinyu is indeed not from this era.

In this case, she would just pretend not to know for the sake of both parties' lives.

Knowing the exact time, Chi Miaomiao began to count down by tapping his fingers on the table.

Xiaocui didn't understand, and asked strangely, "Ma'am, what are you doing?"

"Timer."

"Timekeeping? Can the time still be counted?" Xiaocui asked in surprise.

"Of course. After I hit 60 times, the execution will begin." Chi Miaomiao said.

"Oh no?"

It's not that Xiao Cui doesn't believe Chi Miaomiao, but that it's incredible to calculate the time.

"If you don't believe me, just wait and see." Chi Miaomiao dragged her cheeks and continued to tap the table at a steady speed while answering Xiao Cui's question.

Da da da--

Fingers tapped on the table to make a dull and powerful sound, and the rain in the sky couldn't bear the loneliness, and it also fell down with patter.

Seeing that she was bored, Fang Jinyu took the fruit plate in front of her and began to peel the seeds.

A minute later, the executioner finally stopped, lit a torch wrapped in oil and walked towards the straw pile.

Chi Miaomiao just stopped what she was doing, and Xiao Cui, who had been counting silently beside her, was surprised: It was really 60 times!
For this, Xiaocui admired Chi Miaomiao more and more.

"Want to eat melon seeds?"

Fang Jinyu just finished peeling all the melon seeds, and handed the nuts to Chi Miaomiao in the palm of his hand.

Chi Miaomiao glanced at the melon seeds in Fang Jinyu's hand. Because she was concerned about the punishment of fire, she took his hand and poured it into her mouth without thinking.

"Thank you."

Chi Miaomiao muttered something vaguely while chewing melon seeds, and then concentrated on looking at the Taoist priest who was already surrounded by raging fire.

The warm lips swept over the palms, as if being kissed by Chi Miaomiao himself.

Fang Jinyu was stunned for a long time, until he felt his arms start to feel sore, he recovered and clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to keep Chi Miaomiao's palm inside, and then withdrew his hand.

"Ah! It's burning! This poor Taoist priest is going to be burned to death."

The most exciting thing was the crowd standing around the straw pile. Seeing the raging fire surrounded people, everyone retreated one by one, but their faces were full of excited expressions, as if this was not a execution, but an execution. Cook a feast.

(End of this chapter)