Miss Zashiki

The drug seller's eyes swept over the people in the house, and then he stretched out his hand unhurriedly, heading towards the medicine box——

Fu Xiaoyue was so frightened that his legs limp and fell to the ground, and when he uttered a sound, he cried cowardly:

"Mr. Yaolang... Woo! Master Yaolang! We have something to talk about!"

Through her tearful eyes, she saw that the other party was about to take something from the medicine box without stopping at all. As her mentality exploded, she simply raised her hand to cover her eyes tightly, and then even the words she spoke were messed up. Bi Ruo begging for mercy is more like trying to divert his attention.

"Wuuu...I didn't sincerely want to be a monster...I really haven't done anything bad...Brother, please raise your hand...Being a monster stays on the line, so we can meet each other in the future..."

Howling for a few minutes so intently, in the end, the original fear and fear have turned into full of grievances: "I, I really have suffered enough... you can take the magic sword to find other people. Goblin!"

The last sentence is particularly true, and it sounds particularly loud in a quiet room.

Huh - quiet?

Fu Xiaoyue, who had had a good time crying, suddenly realized why the other party didn't move after she howled for so long?

After a while of mental work for herself, she finally mustered up the courage to open a slit between her short, tightly covered hands.

Moreover, the cold eyes of the drug seller who was still standing on the same ground and looking at her expressionlessly met.

Fu Xiaoyue sneaked a glance at his hand, it was clean and empty, and did not see any sword-like weapon, so hesitatingly, with sobs, he used the weapon to escape from reality. Put your hands down.

So, now, what does this mean?

If he promised to let her go, why did he still stay here?If you still want to kill her, why haven't you done it yet?Moreover, why didn't he take out the demon sword?

Maybe it was because the blank look in her eyes was too obvious, the drug seller finally opened his mouth slowly, and uttered the second sentence since his debut: "You——"

As soon as he heard his voice, the small body that was sitting on the ground trembled reflexively, the corners of his mouth shrunken pitifully, and quickly put on a crying face again.

It's time to be ready to continue begging for mercy, and then, she heard the other party continue:

"—Where does the confidence come from? I think I want to kill you," said the voice calmly. He leaned against the door with his arms folded, and looked at her faintly. "Do you still need to use the demon sword?"

Fu Xiaoyue was first amazed by this smooth punctuation for a second, and then slowly realized the meaning of the other party's words. There were still tears on her immature face, and her cheeks were flushed from crying. At this moment, she couldn't help It became more and more red, and complained a monosyllable in a small voice:

"--Hey!"

Because she had been crying for too long before, she accidentally hiccupped at the end of the sound of "Hello".

——This time Fu Xiaoyue didn't want to cover her eyes anymore, she wanted to cover her mouth.

The drug seller over there already looked too lazy to look at her anymore, while continuing to take things from the medicine box, he said slowly:

"Let."

At this point, he finally got a general idea that this person didn't seem to want to kill her. Fu Xiaoyue didn't care about his uncle's attitude at all, and very cooperatively, he obediently rubbed against the wall where the long cabinet was erected.

As a result, as soon as she made a move, she heard the other party's serious tone: "The other side."

Then he felt a familiar burning sensation on his back again, his body was bound, and he retreated unconsciously towards the direction opposite to the long cabinet.

When he sat on the ground again, Fu Xiaoyue quickly reached out and groped on his back, and sure enough, he touched some kind of strange tactility other than the fabric, and he just peeled it off lightly.

He held it up to his eyes, but it was a strip of plain paper about the length of an adult's palm and the width of three fingers, on which many abstract patterns were densely drawn with black ink.

She was trying to identify what was painted on it, but in the next second, the ink blots disappeared on the paper, almost making her wonder if her eyes were dazzled because of crying for too long.

What is this, a legendary spell?

Who put it on her back?

——Who else could it be?

Looking up, what she saw really quickly confirmed her thoughts.

The drug seller has already entered the room from the door, standing where she was just now, carefully observing the row of long cabinets standing still.On the usually indifferent Lili face, Xiuzhi frowned slightly, as if a serious and solemn expression of vigilance emerged.

Clinging to the same plain white talisman paper between his slender fingers, he raised his index finger and made a little space on the long cabinet, one of the talisman papers flew into the air, and stuck it silently outside a certain drawer on the long cabinet.

At the same time as it touched the wooden board, distorted and shapeless ink stains appeared on the surface of the blank talisman. It only wandered silently for a while, and then quickly disappeared into the blank again. to the ground below.

The creases between the slender eyebrows deepened, and the drug seller quickly raised his hand holding the remaining talisman paper. The wrist exposed between the ice blue sleeves was delicate and fair. He twisted his wrist slightly, and all the talismans flew away together. Take it out, and instantly fill the entire long cabinet densely!

There were also ink blots that appeared on each talisman paper, but this time they did not disappear midway, but they all outlined the complex patterns that Fu Xiao had just seen yesterday.

The dense ink patterns entangled and covered almost the entire wall, which looked quite infiltrating.

A few seconds later, the ink pattern disappeared, leaving only the white talisman paper, which silently adhered to the counter.

At this point, the drug seller stopped his movements, turned his head, and quietly cast his gaze over again.

Fu Xiaoyue in this room watched his movements the whole time, and felt her head was dizzy, completely unaware of why, at this moment, facing the expression that was still soaked in coolness, she finally couldn't help but subconsciously and thought out of tune—— —

……what?

So it's not here to kill her, but to put a film on the cabinet...?