On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

There was only gray left in Yan Ruyu's eyes.

Even the red is gone.

I don’t know if I will go blind next.

She felt uncomfortable sleeping all the way, but it was the boss's words that gave her some willpower.

Then I heard that the county magistrate and Inspector Li were coming soon, talking a lot, and suddenly I felt that there was still a lot of fireworks in the world.

Huo Changhe, the eldest lady, Yin Ding Jin Collar and Beibei, the ladies who make needlework, the men who follow Huo Zhongmao to make incense, Song Ping and others, as well as the abbot and the scholar.

Unconsciously, there were so many people around her.

That's all, Yan Ruyu thought to herself, touching her eyes with her hands, why should she think so much, just live a good life for these people who follow her and for herself every day.

The revenge she wanted to avenge has not been avenged, and the truth she wants to find has not yet been found. How could she fall?

The sound of roosters crowing could be heard in the courtyard, as well as the muttering of several people.

Yan Ruyu took a few deep breaths, adjusted her breath, stood up and left the room.

In the courtyard, Huo Changhe's boots and calves were stained with chicken feathers. He was holding a chicken with both hands. Yin Ding held a dagger and was making gestures in front of the chicken.

Beibei had one foot in front and one behind, ready to turn around and run away at any moment.

"Brother Tuotuo, is this okay?"

Yin Ding frowned and his little eyes widened: "Shut up! Men can't say no!"

"Then you should take the knife!"

Yin Ding hummed: "Of course I can do it, but I have to find the right place and make a perfect incision so that the chicken can die without being too painful. Look, you didn't get it right just now. It was all over the floor." It’s chicken feathers, and besides, it’s scared and the meat doesn’t taste good.”

Beibei laughed "Ha": "Then what do you mean, we have to let this chicken die happily? It is a chicken, and it is not a fool. Who would die with a smile?"

Silver ingot: "..."

Huo Changhe couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you ready? Are you afraid to kill?"

"Your Majesty, my subordinate kills people without batting an eyelid. How can I not dare to kill a chicken?"

"Then you kill him!"

"My lord, are you afraid of killing, so you asked your subordinates to come down?"

"..." Huo Changhe. I really want to curse.

"Whoa!" The sword flashed and something fell.

There was silence in the yard.

The golden collar sword returned to its sheath: "Kill."

Huo Changhe looked at the chicken head in his left hand, the chicken body in his right hand, and the pool of chicken blood on the ground. He was speechless.

Yin Ding held the dagger in his hand and looked dissatisfied: "No, Jin Collar, have you ever seen anyone kill a chicken by chopping off the head directly?"

Jin Qing said expressionlessly: "Kill."

"...You did kill, but this..."

"The edge of the knife is perfect," Jin Collar looked at the severed chicken head, "It's not stunned."

Beibei swallowed and quietly took a few steps back, feeling a chill on his neck.

Huo Changhe took a deep breath, and the smell of chicken blood filled his nose, and he held it back.

"Stop talking nonsense, get hot water and remove the chicken feathers quickly."

Jin Clan stood still, while Yin Ding put away the dagger: "Your Majesty, my subordinates suddenly remembered that the abbot also said that he came to see us for something, and wanted to tell us a story about learning Buddhist scriptures. Please excuse yourself."

Beibei ran away.

Huo Changhe: "..." They are all useless!

Yan Ruyu laughed so hard that her branches trembled. Huo Changhe looked back and saw her, his face suddenly turned red.

After more than an hour, I finally had chicken soup.

Yan Ruyu took a sip and praised: "It tastes good. I don't blame the county magistrate for boasting, it is indeed good."

Huo Changhe also sighed. It was really not easy to eat this bowl of chicken soup. Killing one chicken was much more difficult than killing ten enemies.

"Yes, he is quite interesting. He has married several aunts, and the back house is harmonious."

Yan Ruyu: "Haha."

Huo Changhe looked up at her, Yan Ruyu smiled half-heartedly: "The prince seems to be quite emotional."

The hair on Huo Changhe's head stood up: "I feel that chicken soup is difficult to make, not that he has many aunts."

"Oh."

"What I'm saying is true."

"Oh."

"!!"

Yin Ding sat in the corner of the roof, away from the wind and snow, with roasted peanuts in his arms.

In front of them were Beibei, Quandao and Fengxiao.

Beibei asked: "Brother Tuotuo, what are we doing here?"

Quan Dao: "That's right."

The whistle was on Beibei's left, nodding along.

"I heard from the abbot and the second son today that when writing a book, one should have a sense of picture, that is, the scene written should make people feel as if they are actually there. I thought, he writes a book, and we are storytellers, so we should have the same purpose."

"Brother Tuotuo is right. They have different approaches but the same effect. This word is so wonderfully used." Beibei praised.

"Brother Beibei is so awesome, he can also hear the wonderful word "different tunes but similar effects", Bee Whistle praised.

"That's right." Quan Dao agreed.

"So, I was thinking that in the new book that the abbot told us, there is a scene of a snowy and murderous night. We should experience it and find out the meaning of the picture."

"Makes sense."

The four of them met and ate roasted peanuts together.

Beibei, who had the sharpest nose, suddenly sniffed and said, "Fengxiao, did you not wash your feet again?"

"No way, I washed it when I got to the inn."

"Indeed." Yin Ding also sniffed, "Did you smell a bad smell?"

Beibei frowned: "It's not just smelly, it's also a little fishy."

Quandao turned his head and looked eastward. His eyes widened suddenly and he almost rolled off the roof.

"Then, what is that!"

The other three people all turned their heads, Yin Ding drew the knife at the same time, and gasped when they saw clearly.

The thing that came was like half an iron tower, with hair or animal fur hanging loose. I couldn't tell what it looked like. I could only see a pair of blood-red eyes and a fishy stench.

Those red eyes were looking directly at them.

Yin Ding suddenly stood up: "Stand behind me!"

"Don't move!"

After Yin Ding finished speaking, he raised his knife and rushed forward.

The thing took two steps back, as if it wanted to leave, but the Yin Ingot's attack was too fierce, and he had to parry.

He didn't use a weapon. He waved his right hand and touched the blade of Yin Ingot.

"Dang" sound.

Yin Ding was shocked.

Another sword light came, and the golden collar stabbed with murderous intent.

The thing blocked it with his left hand again. It seemed to be in pain, and with a low growl, he turned around and ran away.

Silver ingots and gold collars chased behind.

After not running far, Jin Collar turned his head and looked at Yin Ingot: "Go back!"

Yin Ding understood instantly: "Then be careful!"

What if this thing is trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Everyone is here, so be careful.

At the same time, Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu also heard the noise.

"What happened?"

Yin Ding and the others came down from the house slope and told them what happened just now.

"I didn't see clearly what it was. It's neither human nor animal." Yin Ding looked down at his knife. "He slapped my knife away. It's incredible."

Depressed to death.

Yin Ding often claims that this sword is invincible in the world. Except for Jin Collar's sword, the Prince's sword has no rival.

I actually lost to a slap today.

Yan Ruyu was thoughtful: "Where did you see it?"

"It's on the roof over there."

"Whose yard?"

"The four of us live in a courtyard. Next to us are the abbot and the great scholar, as well as the Song Ping brothers, the great master and the young general Wen."

Having said that, I really can't be sure who it is for.

"Take extra precautions. Go down and take turns keeping vigil tonight."

"Yes!"

Not long after, Jin Collar came back.