Crossing town house man and wife

After cleaning up, the two of them returned to the bed in silence. Although they were full of thoughts in their hearts, neither of them spoke.

Yan Heng didn't know what to say, but Wu Ming was thinking about how to make Yan Heng fall asleep quickly.

"Ma'am..." Yan Heng finally couldn't hold back his words.

"Go to sleep." Wu Ming interrupted immediately, "I'll talk about everything tomorrow."

"...Forget it." Yan Heng sighed, and took Wu Ming into his arms.

Wu Ming closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.However, Yan Heng, who was hugging him, couldn't really fall asleep, and his fingers unconsciously stroked Wu Ming's back, making him more and more irritable.

Forget it, don't wait.

Wu Ming quickly ran out of patience, and simply raised his right hand, pinched the spell of the dream spell on Yan Heng's back, and silently penetrated into Yan Heng's body.

But in just a few seconds, Yan Heng stopped his movements and fell asleep soundly.

Wu Ming quickly got out of Yan Heng's arms, hurriedly put on his coat, got up and left the inner room.

The dream spell will induce the victim to dream and then fall into a state of deep sleep.But no matter whether it is a good dream or a nightmare, there is a moment of waking up, so although the dream spell will not hurt the soul of the cursed person, it also has a shortcoming that the effect is not long-lasting.

In order to save time, Wu Ming directly used spells. First, he used his spiritual power to draw a concealment talisman on himself to avoid the attention of ordinary people. Then he cast the spell that shrunk the ground to inches, and left the yard.

When he came back with the tortoise shell, Wu Ming deliberately wrote down the direction of the path from his own yard to the old lady's yard. When taking a bath, he also replenished enough spiritual power for tonight's action. Everything is ready, and the action is naturally clean Neatly, he arrived at the roof of Chunhui Hall in the blink of an eye.

The inner courtyard of Chunhui Hall was even colder than the last time he came, there were only three women left in the courtyard, one was on duty in the gatehouse, the other was on guard in the main room, and the third was just tortured by Wu Ming. old lady.But outside the courtyard, there were many patrolling guards, and several wolfhounds were added to the four corners.

Wu Ming couldn't help but patted his chest, thankful that he used spells to enter the yard directly, if he climbed over the wall like an ordinary thief, it would be strange if a few wolfdogs didn't bark because of his distaste for cats and dogs.

Gathering his mind, Wu Ming jumped off the roof, pushed the door open and entered.

The woman who kept watch at night in the main room was obviously not respectful enough for her job and her work. The old lady was still moaning and crying in pain on the bed, but she was sleeping on the small couch next door snoring.

Those who will be sent here to guard the old lady must be Yan Heng's trustworthy confidants. Wu Ming didn't want to do anything to these people at first, so he raised his hand and cast a dream spell on them, and the woman fell into a deeper and more sound sleep.

Wu Ming stepped into the inner room, and the old lady who had not yet fallen asleep immediately opened her eyes wide in horror, subconsciously wanting to call someone.

How could Wu Ming give her a chance, he stepped forward and slapped her hard on the head.

The old lady's eyes widened suddenly, and she could not rest in peace.

When he came here for the first time in the evening, Wu Ming didn't really want to kill her, he just wanted her to taste what it was like to be beaten.However, this old lady is really used to bossing her around, challenging Wu Ming's bottom line of endurance time and time again.Wu Ming also has a stubborn temper. If anyone competes with him, he must let that guy know how crabs walk.

But it was the old lady's last words that completely made Wu Ming decide to kill, "Kill him!"

Upon hearing these words, Wu Ming gave up the idea of ​​spare her life.

No matter what Yan Heng thinks about, Wu Ming will never let a person who wants to kill him have the opportunity to make trouble for him in the world!

Want me to die?I'd better ask you to die first!

Wu Ming smiled coldly, and turned to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he found a light flickering on the old lady's ankle.

Out of curiosity, Wu Ming stopped to take a look, but found that it was a copper chain, one end was tied to the old lady's ankle, and the other end was tied to the heavy bed.The surface of the chain was polished very smooth, and it was reflected by the moonlight projected from the window, which caught Wu Ming's attention.

No wonder the woman in the outhouse dared to sleep like a dead pig!

Wu Ming curled his lips and didn't stay any longer.

It took only a cup of tea to come and go, so Wu Ming went back to his yard.

Yan Heng was still sleeping soundly, and there was no sign of waking up at all. Wu Ming didn't intend to wake him up, so he unbuttoned his clothes and went back to bed to catch up on sleep.

But as soon as he untied the belt, he felt a strange swelling feeling in his abdomen.

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment before he understood, sighed helplessly, and turned to walk towards the clean room.

People who eat whole grains will inevitably suffer from their samsara. The so-called eating wind and drinking dew is just a daydream that comes out of obscenity because it can't be realized. At least Wu Ming has never heard of it, let alone seen it with his own eyes. The monks who successfully fasted the grain, but those who tried their best to learn the bigu from the immortals and turned into mummies from starvation would appear from time to time.

After a hearty vent, Wu Ming habitually went to get the toilet paper, but when he stretched out his hand, he froze on the spot.

Rely on!

How could he have forgotten that these days people use wooden sticks and bamboo sticks to scrape buttocks, and there is no such thing as toilet paper! !

Wu Ming looked around dejectedly, and sure enough, he saw bamboo sticks in clay pots not far away.

But seeing Gui saw, let him use this thing to scratch his ass, he really can't do it, can't do it, can't do it!

From frugality to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to frugality is difficult!

Depressed, Wu Ming made up his mind to put the other things aside first, and he must do the paper thing right away!Even if you can't make decent toilet paper, at least you have to make relatively soft rice paper!

By the way, you can also ask the girls to cut more linen handkerchiefs, and treat them as disposable paper towels. Anyway, Yan Heng looks like a rich and powerful master, so it shouldn't be a big deal to waste some cloth.

Wu Ming thought about it, and finally had to face the reality.

There seem to be only two solutions right now: one is to do as the Romans do, and use the bamboo sticks next to it to make do; the other is to imitate the Indian Ah San and sacrifice his poor left hand.

Compared with these two solutions, Wu Ming prefers to use spells, but he can only use the five ghosts transport spell for the teleportation spell - as the name suggests, there must be ghosts around him to cast it.The number does not necessarily have to be five, but the quality of the ghosts should not be too bad, at least they must be able to afford the things being carried.To put it bluntly, the technique of carrying five ghosts is not like ordinary people imagine to control objects with their minds, but they cannot see the ghosts that carry things.

But where should he go to find ghosts at this time?You can't let your soul leave your body just to wipe your ass, right?

Wu Ming was struggling, when suddenly footsteps came from outside the clean room, followed by Yan Heng's call.

"Madame, madam..."

Yan Heng woke up?

Wu Ming couldn't help being overjoyed. For the first time, he felt that Yan Heng's voice could be as touching as the sounds of nature, so he immediately raised his voice and replied, "I'm here, come and help me!"

"Ma'am?" Yan Heng walked in quickly.

When he woke up, Yan Heng found that Wu Ming who was supposed to be sleeping in his arms had disappeared. His first reaction was that this guy had knocked him out and escaped, but when he got up, he found Wu Ming's obscene clothes. The trousers were still at the foot of the bed, and the belt was thrown on the table beside him, only the coat and shoes were missing.

Only then did Yan Heng regain his composure, and tentatively called out, but unexpectedly received a response from Wu Ming.

"Why are you here..." As soon as Yan Heng said that, he saw Wu Ming's position, and immediately shut his mouth in embarrassment, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Don't stand there stupidly, go back and find a handkerchief for me, find a few more!" Wu Ming urged.

"Hand scroll?" Yan Heng was confused, "Scroll?"

"Handkerchiefs, hand towels, cloth towels, sheets of linen for wiping things!" Wu Ming laboriously explained, and finally Yan Heng suddenly realized.

But then Yan Heng asked suspiciously: "Why do you want that thing?"

Wu Ming gritted his teeth, "Wipe, fart, ass! Do you understand?"

"Isn't there..."

"I'm not used to it!"

"..."

Yan Heng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, speechless for a while.

He ran out to look for him so nervously, but he was just trapped in the clean room because he was not used to the toilet? !

For a moment, Yan Heng felt empty in his heart, as if something had been annihilated.

If Wu Ming could hear Yan Heng's inner voice at this moment, he would definitely add a note for him: tired or not.

But Wu Ming didn't know how to read minds, so he just urged Yan Heng again to go out and help him find the cloth.

Yan Heng sighed helplessly, turned and left the clean room.

Putting on his clothes and leaving the main room, Yan Heng called out Zhu Ji who was keeping watch at night in the wing room, and asked her to find linen for Wu Ming.

Zhuji was also confused, and couldn't figure out why Yan Heng asked her to find this in the middle of the night.

Yan Heng really couldn't utter the word "wiping the butt", so he could only vaguely say, "Don't ask, just go find it, try to find something softer."

Hearing the word Ruanhe, Zhuji suddenly realized, "Is Madam hurt?"

"No!" Yan Heng became angry with embarrassment, "Don't ask too much, go find it quickly!"

"No." Zhuji hurriedly put away her curiosity, turned and went back to her room.

Linen is a rare item in the main room, but it is an extremely common item in the servant's side.

After a while, Zhuji handed over a dozen cut linen pieces to Yan Heng.

Yan Heng didn't let Zhuji come to wait on him, took the cloth and went back to the clean room alone.

Wu Mingzheng was sitting there bored, seeing Yan Heng coming back, he immediately stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.

Yan Heng didn't get too close, and passed the cloth over from a distance, then turned his back and said, "I'll go out and wait for you."

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment before he understood.

Yan Heng detested him!

Wu Ming couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and secretly slandered: If you are capable, don't use my toilet paper in the future, and continue to scrape with a wooden stick!

But the slander belongs to the slander, Wu Ming actually dislikes the sanitation facilities of this era even more than Yan Heng.

After cleaning, Wu Ming directly threw the used cloth into the toilet, and then washed himself from top to bottom with cold water. Bring all the modern things here, let Yan Heng, a primitive man, see what life is!Then, don't give him any use!

By the way, he also wants to get out the real toilet, and let the person who pours Yexiang be laid off!

Wu Ming dried himself angrily, wrapped his coat around his waist, and went back to the inner room half naked.