Penitent hand, trembling slightly

After passing through three wells, the fourth well is the laundry yard in the northwest corner.

They knew this place well, and the two of them pushed open the courtyard door with ease, and immediately saw a few servants washing clothes inside.

Shen Maomao nodded to them and said, "We are here to cover the manhole with red paper."

One of the laundry women raised her wet finger and pointed in one direction, saying: "It's in the backyard, it's best not to go alone."

Shen Maomao deliberately asked, "Why not?"

The mother-in-law said: "Ask why, I will never harm you two little girls for no reason."

Shen Maomao stopped asking, and thanked her instead: "Thank you, we will pay attention."

The two passed her and walked to the backyard. Shen Maomao took Lou Jingmo's hand, and Lou Jingmo pressed the red paper by the well. Nothing happened during this period.

Shen Maomao said: "It seems that two people fetching water is already an established rule in Shao's residence, does that woman know anything?"

Lou Jingmo shook his head: "Even if she knew, she wouldn't tell us."

Life is not easy, Mao Mao sighed.As a result, just halfway through the sigh, she heard a sudden burst of crying from the front yard.

Shen Maomao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head first, thinking that the female ghost was chasing him from the southwest to the northwest.

Lou Jingmo frowned and said, "What are you dangling about? It's not a hallucination, someone really cried."

Shen Maomao immediately said: "Go, go and have a look!"

As soon as the two came to the front yard, they found that the maids and women who had separated from each other just now gathered together, chatting to the people surrounded by each other.

"Why don't you go to the kitchen and find some salt and vinegar, and try to see if you can wash them off one by one."

"How did you get it up? It's too scary..."

"It's really impossible, can you hide this clothes and burn it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?! The masters know how many clothes they have, and they hide them...Do you want to do it at Shao's house?"

Shen Maomao listened, and curiously pushed aside the crowd and asked, "What's the matter? What happened?"

The little girl in the middle of the crowd was crying while holding a piece of clothing. Seeing Shen Maomao squeezed in, she choked up and replied, "This piece of clothing can't be washed...what should I do..."

As she spoke, she showed them the dirty clothes: "Look at this... what should I do..."

There were traces of bright red on the clothes, which looked like they were stained red with blood, and at first glance they were quite bluffing.

Shen Maomao muttered, "Is this blood?"

The little maid immediately denied it: "It's not blood! It's the cinnabar that I accidentally spilled on the clothes..." As she spoke, she unfolded the clothes for them to see, without any intention of covering up.

The woman next to her said: "Okay, don't cry, you can try washing it again, if you really can't wash it off, tell the truth to the young master, and he won't blame you."

Shen Maomao's search plot radar suddenly lit up.

This dress actually belonged to the young master!

"Okay... Thank you for comforting me..." The little maid touched her tears, soaked the clothes in the water, and rubbed them while crying. After rubbing for a long time, the red marks on the clothes still did not disappear.

Lou Jingmeral pulled Shen Maomao's arm: "We should go."

The two walked out of the yard together, and Lou Jingmo said, "There's blood on the clothes."

Shen Maomao nodded: "I also think that cinnabar is not this color?"

Lou Jingmo nodded: "The cinnabar is so expensive, she is a little maid, where can I get so much cinnabar?"

"The blood on the clothes is not clean..." Shen Maomao hesitated, and said, "I remembered a joke..."

Lou Jingmo: "Shut up, don't spoil the atmosphere."

Shen Maomao: "Hey."

After the northwest corner is pasted, the next place is the rockery, which is also the north of Shaofu.

It was here that they met Zhai Yiqiao being thrown into the well before. Later, Zhai Yiqiao was dug out, or crawled out by herself, and came to their room in the northeast corner, and then they were sent to the southeast by the two of them. The young master's yard in the corner is quite busy.

There was no one near the rockery, Shen Maomao pressed the red paper by the well, and the two waited for a while with wide-eyed eyes, but nothing happened.

Lou Jingmo said: "Next?"

"Let's go." After two steps, Shen Maomao asked inexplicably, "I don't understand... what's the point of pasting the red paper like this."

Lou Jingmo: "Maybe it can comfort my heart..."

Shen Maomao rubbed his head with a headache: "How many secrets does such a big mansion hide?"

Anyway, not less.

The next one was supposed to go to the kitchen, but it was agreed that they would post it to the kitchen and the young master's courtyard at the end, so they went directly to the east, where Master Shao and Mrs. Shao's courtyard were.

This is the first time they have come to the East Wing, and it was only after they came that Shen Maomao realized that the red lanterns outside were actually not the weirdest thing.

There are two red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the courtyard in the East Wing. When you open the door, there are red, red and white. There are lanterns, mourning streamers, and white mourning flowers. It looks a bit nondescript.

Sitting in the courtyard was a fat boy wearing a melon cap with a numbered braid behind it, which looked like a lucky doll in a New Year painting.

As soon as Fuwawa saw them, she asked childishly, "Stop! Who are you?!"

Shen Maomao explained the reason for his visit.

The little fat man stood up, not as tall as Shen Maomao's thigh: "No way! Sister Xiaoyu has already agreed to only play with me!"

Shen Maomao: "?? Who?"

Lou Jingmo said: "We are not here to play, but to do business."

Little Fatty: "You lied! You are all bad guys! You must be here to catch Sister Xiaoyu!"

Shen Maomao squatted in front of him and reasoned with him: "The eldest young master asked us to come, and before we came, he also ordered that if you make trouble, young master, he will come and beat your ass!"

The young master's expression changed, and he suddenly covered his little butt with his hands: "Then...then give me the paper, and I'll stick it."

Shen Maomao took out a piece of red paper, but didn't give it to him immediately: "You can post it, but we have to watch it. Only when we see you complete the task with our own eyes, can we leave."

The little fat man frowned, hesitated for a while and agreed: "Okay...then you come with me."

The two adults and one child went to the backyard together, and the little fat man took a piece of red paper to the well, cleverly found a stone and pressed it on the paper, then clapped his hands and said to them, "How is it? Is this all right? "

Shen Maomao patted his head: "Young master is so smart! Don't touch this piece of paper in the future, the young master will send Guanshi Shao to check."

The little fat man patted her hand away: "Who told you to touch Master Ben's head?!"

Shen Maomao narrowed his eyes, reached out and held his little head to keep him from moving: "It's very rude to hit a girl, understand?"

The little fat man barked his teeth and claws: "Sister Xiaoyu, save me!"

A burst of cold breath hit his face, Shen Maomao took two steps back abruptly, and was blocked by Lou Jingmo sideways.

A black mist filled the well, and the mist condensed into a big black hand, clasped firmly on the body of the little fat man, and the original pink face of the little fat man was also turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little fat man didn't seem to notice it, and looked at them arrogantly with his neck raised: "Are you scared?! You dare to bully me in front of sister Xiao Yu, you are dead!"

Shen Maomao frowned and looked at Lou Jingmo: "Sister Lou, this..."

Lou Jingmo whispered, "It's just protecting the food."

Shen Maomao glanced at the little fat man, and couldn't bear it: "This is too miserable, I treat you as my sister, but you want to eat me?"

Lou Jingmo whispered: "It doesn't want to eat it yet, let's withdraw first, don't startle the snake..."

So Shen Maomao said: "You are so amazing, we are convinced, young master, you play by yourself, we have to continue working..."

The little fat man pinched his waist and said dissatisfiedly: "No! I'll go tell my mother and ask her to transfer you... no, just transfer you over to play with me!"

Shen Maomao thought that he would still play with you, you are almost letting your sister play to death, who would dare to play with you.

But looking at the child's chubby face, it was hard for Shen Maomao to harden his mind: "Play by yourself first, and then come to you after I'm done, okay? Then let's go outside and release paper kites..."

The little fat man's eyes lit up with a "swish", but he still said very reservedly: "Okay then, remember to come to me when you're done..."

Shen Maomao nodded, and walked out of the yard with Lou Jingmo.

After she went out, she asked Lou Jingmo: "Did I agree too soon?"

Lou Jingmo shook his head: "Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with maintaining goodwill towards npcs in this kind of game."

Many people have forgotten that the real name of this game is the Confession Game.Confession is repentance, the recognition and correction of one's own mistakes, rather than continuing to do whatever one wants.

She raised her hand and rubbed the small knot on Shen Maomao's head: "For this game, you are special, and maybe you are also hope."

Shen Maomao suddenly drifted: "Then can we save the little fat man?"

Lou Jingmo: "Don't talk about us, talk about yourself."

Shen Maomao: "??"

Lou Jingmo: "You hope that I am not. Husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately, understand?"

Shen Maomao: "I'll tear your wings off when I go back!"

Lou Jingmo laughed.

So far, the six pieces of red paper have been pasted completely.Only the courtyard in the southeast corner and the kitchen in the northeast corner remain.

The next thing they were going to was the kitchen.

Shen Maomao panicked: "Is it okay if you don't follow the order?"

Lou Jingmo said: "It's not a big problem. Seven of these eight wells have abnormalities. The other wells are all posted, and these two wells are not bad."

Shen Maomao thought about it, so he and Lou Jingmo pressed the red paper by the well, and waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

Shen Maomao began to wonder if they were thinking too much: "So the function of red paper is really only to get rid of evil spirits in people's subjective psychology, and it has no effect in reality?"

The old God Lou Jingmo was there, as if everything was under control: "What's the rush? Isn't there the last one that hasn't been posted yet?"

The author has something to say: that joke—

The boy and his girlfriend quarreled, and the girlfriend jumped from the boy's apartment in a fit of anger, and died on the spot.

From then on, the boy could always hear the muffled sound of "dong dong", like the sound of her girlfriend's head hitting the ground.

He was terrified, and found a master to do it, but forgot to tell the master that he died head down.

Then one day, when he was climbing the stairs, the lights in the corridor suddenly went out, and the sound of "dong dong" came from far to near. He was so frightened that his legs softened and he sat on the steps directly. His girlfriend appeared to him with blood all over her face. In front of him, there was a gloomy plan to take his life.

He frantically apologized to her, expressing his regret and love. His girlfriend softened her heart and said, "As long as you wash the clothes I wore before jumping off the building, I will forgive you."

The girlfriend wore a white dress before jumping off the building, but now it has been soaked in blood.He tried his best to find the clothes, hid in the bathroom and scrubbed vigorously, but no matter how hard he tried, the clothes just couldn't be washed clean.

While washing clothes, the sound of head hitting the ground came again, and his girlfriend appeared in front of him, and said gloomily, "Do you know why you can't wash it clean?"

The boy cried and shook his head.

"Because——you didn't use Diaopai washing powder!"

[It's not an advertisement, Diaopai didn't give me money either. 】