I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Shi Xiyue and the others in the living room also walked out at this time.

"I... know a little bit." Xi'er replied.

When Guoguo saw her father looking at her again, she also said, "I know a little bit about it, but I have never tried it."

"Why are you all surrounding the door of the living room, are you waiting for us to have lunch together?"

Sheng Zhimo put his arms around Shen Tingxuan's waist and walked leisurely from the yard.

"Okay." Shi De clapped his hands happily and said happily: "As the saying goes, three cobblers are equal to Zhuge Liang.

Xi'er knows a little, Guoguo also knows a little. Yueyue's medical skills are so powerful. Didn't Tingxuan memorize the medical books that the evil mother-in-law spent her whole life on?

If you guys study it carefully, you might be able to figure out the disguise technique. "

Hearing this, everyone looked at Shen Tingxuan in unison.

Shen Tingxuan had just arrived at Shengzhai and had no idea what they were talking about just now.

"Wait a minute... what you are talking about, does this... does this have anything to do with me?" Shen Tingxuan asked confused.

"No rush, let's finish our lunch first."

Shi Xiyue stepped forward and took Shen Tingxuan's hand, leading her towards the restaurant.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Sheng Zhimo suddenly became unhappy, pointed at Shi Xiyue and said, "She seems to be my fiancée, right? Why don't you pull and hold my eldest brother.

Why do you want to rob Tingxuan from me? "

Sheng Zhimo's words amused everyone.

After lunch.

Sheng Xichen made a special room for Shi Xiyue and others as a laboratory so that they could have a good environment and conditions. I hope the disguise technique can be clarified.

The evil mother-in-law knows the art of disguise, but there is no record of the art of disguise in the medical book she gave Tingxuan.

Therefore, when studying the method of disguise, we still have to rely on Shi Xiyue, Xi'er and Guoguo.

The art of disguise consists in the external human skin mask. The production method is complicated and there are many processes. The materials used are also different.

They experimented again and again and completed many personal leather masks on the table, but the results were not what they expected.

Of course, making a human skin mask for disguise is just one of the methods. Sheng Xichen will not place all his hopes on this.

He still had to use his wedding to Yueyue to find a way to bring out the real Lin Baiyuan.

In the evening, the person responsible for going to that village came back and reported to Sheng Xinchen in person.

"Master, I have thoroughly investigated and there is nothing suspicious in that village. Miss Fang and Young Master Luo...are not there.

No one in the village said that the body of a stranger had been found recently. "

"But they obviously fell from the cliff on that mountain. Whether they were alive or dead, they should have been in that village." Sheng Xinchen questioned.

"Master, I have something to say. I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Say!" He ordered his men coldly.

"Although Mr. Luo's car was found in that mountain forest, we don't know whether he and Miss Fang have ever been to that mountain forest.

Maybe this was a trap from the beginning?

If they had never been there at all, wouldn't everything we have done these days be in vain? "

Sheng Xianchen stared at the subordinate and said indifferently: "That's all, you don't need to worry about this anymore. Go find Zhao Zhonghan."

This subordinate's thinking was too simple. If it was really a trap, why would Lin Boyuan let Nu Cen take the risk to find someone there?

In the end, Nucen fell into his hands, and there was absolutely no need for it.

Subordinates can always only be subordinates, which is why they cannot be masters and bosses.

Sheng Xichen always believes that if there is no news, then it is good news.

Lin Boyuan didn't die even after falling from such a high cliff. Maybe Fang Ling'er and Luo Zixuan were also lucky.

If they were really dead, it was impossible that people in that village wouldn't find their bodies.

Sheng Xichen put aside all distracting thoughts and started nervously about the wedding between him and Shi Xiyue. The wedding must be both grand and grand, and all security issues must be taken care of.

In the early morning, Fang Ling'er was holding a branch in the yard and skillfully demonstrating a set of sword skills.

The sound of branches swishing clearly echoed in the air.

Breakfast is still cooking in the stove next to it, and breakfast is mainly vegetable porridge.

After staying here for so many days, Fang Ling'er has adapted to this kind of life like an outfield.

The slender black snake's slender body hung upside down on the earthen wall, its head lying in one of the weeds. Those protruding eyes seemed to be curiously looking at Fang Ling'er who was practicing swordsmanship.

A few birds flew from time to time on the roof, and the smoke from the stove floated in the wind. The chirping of insects and birds sounds quite pleasant. It totally feels like a paradise.

Luo Zixuan was awakened by the sound of branches waving in the yard. He lifted the quilt and got up. In the past two days, his left leg seemed to be much better than before.

My leg muscles are feeling, and I can still stand on the ground and use some strength.

It seems that the weirdo really has a few brushes.

He pushed open the door of the wooden house, propped his hands on the door frame, and carefully sat on the stone steps. He watched the little woman's martial arts with a look of enjoyment.

How could a young and beautiful woman possess such powerful martial arts?

It really puts him to shame even as a grown man.

He knew quite a bit about Fang Ling'er's past.

A "whoosh" sound.

Fang Ling'er held the branch in her hand and swung it straight towards the door.

There was a black figure standing at the door. He just stood there, not evading the 'attack' of the branch.

The branch did not hurt the man, but accurately passed his neck, cutting off all the rows of rapeseed flowers planted in the rice field outside the door.

The flowers fell to the ground, and the buds on them were still covered with dew, scattered all over the ground...

Fang Ling'er made a finishing move in anger and turned to stare at the person who appeared at the door.

It's him again, the 'weirdo' wearing a white puppet mask who was here last time.

Luo Zixuan saw the figure outside the door. He subconsciously reached out to grab the door frame and stood up with difficulty.

He had never seen who that was.

It can be seen that his outfit is really weird. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance!

"Ling'er." Luo Zixuan came to her side with a wooden stick, pretending to protect Fang Ling'er. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

He asked the man opposite him coldly.

Fang Ling'er stretched out her hand to pull Luo Zixuan, who was standing in front of her, to signal him not to be impulsive.

As he was now, it was difficult to protect himself, let alone protect her.

"Why are you here again?" Fang Ling'er asked the weirdo opposite.