[Comprehensive Martial Arts] When saving the world, I always get people wrong

In the afternoon, the tranquility of the village was broken by the bustle, and the sound of footsteps coming and going shuttled through the green shade.

Yuan Suiyun hired a hundred and ten people.

Qi Zhu, "Are you planning to live here for a long time?"

Yuan Suiyun shook his head, "My eyesight is not good, Lingzhi was unwilling to hire so many people before, but suddenly decided to stay here for a longer time, more people are always more convenient."

There was no trace of self-pity or self-pity in his words. It was hard for you to imagine that he was a blind man simply discussing the facts.

He is too amazing to be gorgeous, too good, so good that he can't accept any flaws in himself, let alone see such flaws in his life.Behind him is the Wuzheng Villa, which no one dares to provoke in the Wulin. It has stood for a hundred years, and its power is still there. When people mention the young owner here, they will always praise his intelligence and honest character.

Yuan Suiyun couldn't see anything in this world, but whenever others praised him, his heart was like a mirror, and he could even see, clearly see, the pity and regret in these people's eyes.

--ah!Look, this is the owner of Wuzheng Villa, how pitiful and sympathetic he is.

Yes, he's smart, but he can't see.

His family background is also very good, but no woman can really look up to him from the bottom of her heart. If it wasn't for the money, who would want to talk to a blind man?

He is not convinced!He wants to trample all those sympathies under his feet, he wants to grab their excuses and stand on the high ground, watching their ugly faces with their heads bowed.

look!Isn't that what Bat Island is like, we are all in the dark, but only I can see you, I am the master here, letting go of dirty deals, watching your ugly faces fighting for each other.

Jin Lingzhi hung the handkerchief on the window eaves. After Ding Ziming died and died, he felt that he was finally alive. Even if he was stuffed in his arms, with a soft D-cup leaning against him, it was not as refreshing as the breeze at this time , he squinted his eyes, stretched his waist, and decided to take a nap.

The upper part of the handkerchief on the window eaves first slightly wrinkled, then unfolded, dancing with the breeze.

...he was blown away!

After waking up to this sad fact, it was already two hours later, Ding Ziming decided to wait for his pepper-like master to pick him up.He is very sure that Jin Lingzhi will come back to find him. That woman's character is that I can only throw away and destroy my things, but they must never be taken away or stolen, even if she disappears by herself.

Ding Ziming has witnessed the tragic scene with his own eyes. On a sunny afternoon, a blue butterfly landed on the shoulder of the golden ganoderma lucidum. Its trembling wings and long tentacles were very cute, but it flew away soon. After leaving, it took Jin Lingzhi three days to catch it back and cut off the butterfly's wings with scissors.

Then she held the butterfly under the sunlight to enjoy it, and said to herself: This is mine, and it can't run away anymore, and no one can take it away.

Ding Ziming was horrified at the time.

Eunuch, come and save me, the women here are too scary!

It's a pity that Ding Ziming's luck was not very good. This time he waited until night.

When Jin Lingzhi came, her eyes were red and swollen. She picked up the handkerchief on the ground, and tears fell on it, dripping with salt.

"He doubted me, he even doubted me." She wept softly, telling her grievances.

It was the first time Ding Ziming saw Jin Lingzhi crying like this, like a wounded cub, he could only do the most primitive behavior - to vent his anger by hiding and crying.Only this time, no one came to comfort her and lead her home.

Since my master is so sad, let me forgive you for spilling tears all over my young master.

He just wanted to sigh his magnanimity, when he heard a 'poof', his body was covered with sticky unknown liquid.

Jin Lingzhi blew her nose hard with a handkerchief.

Ding Ziming: ... Fuck!

In the middle of the night, Jin Lingzhi's emotions gradually calmed down. Ding Ziming had been washed clean, and he shrugged aside, still not recovering.

From Jin Lingzhi's intermittent self-talk and nervous narrative, Ding Ziming probably knew what happened this afternoon.

The string together is like this: someone died, and Jin Lingzhi was suspected by his man.

Time went back to the afternoon, and the staff in the village had roughly been assigned to their own tasks, and soon they were busy with their duties.

There are men and women among these newcomers, and the youngest is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and they are still young enough to play around.

Yuan Suiyun's attitude towards the servants was very gentle, a little girl boldly stepped forward and asked - can we make a swing?

Yuan Suiyun smiled and said, "Of course."

The girls burst into cheers, thanking him for his generosity.

So this incident can be called a murder caused by the swing.

After finishing the work at hand, the little girls chose a good place with a wide view, and then chose two big and strong old locust trees, which seemed to have survived for at least a hundred years.

The two handymen in the kitchen were asked to tie the hemp rope and tie up a simple swing. After the handymen tied it up, they left. The rest was the girls' world.

The swing was pushed up high, and the girl with the cute girly bun didn't think it was enough, she shouted, "Higher! Higher!"

With a sound of "okay", the swing was pushed to a new height.

The girl opened her eyes wide, looking curiously at the panorama of the village below.

The slightly shorter trees here are trimmed into circles and squares, which look very fun.

The swing goes up high and down quickly. Girls seem to never get tired of this kind of game.

After a while, the girl seemed to be still not satisfied, and shouted "A little higher!"

The push made the two girls a little dissatisfied, and complained, "It's been so long, it's time for us."

The girl's voice was terrified, "No, no, swing higher!"

The two girls below looked at each other suspiciously, and then pushed hard as she wished.

The swing swings high——

The girl screamed, her voice shrill and piercing.

The ten slender fingers seemed to be embedded in the rope, and the veins bulged.

The girl shouted with all her strength, "He's dead, he's dead!"

Such a big movement naturally alarmed Yuan Suiyun, the owner of the villa. When he, Qi Zhu and others arrived, the girl almost sat paralyzed on the ground, unable to stand upright even with the support of two other people.

The heavy breathing showed that the girl was quite surprised, Yuan Suiyun said softly, "Don't worry, it's over, tell us, what happened?"

The girl kept saying, 'He's dead, he's dead', Yuan Suiyun was not in a hurry, and waited for her to recover.After a while, the girl slowly calmed down and pointed to the west direction, "Wing room, someone died in the wing room, two, two people."

When walking towards the wing, Qi Zhu asked if there were people living in the west wing, and Yuan Suiyun replied with a negative answer, "Before you came, there were no more than five people here."

That means that it may also be someone who died here before, and the specific situation can only be judged after seeing the corpse.

The door was not closed, it was wide open. It was unknown whether it was blown by the wind, or it had forgotten to close itself.

Have you ever seen a shadow play?Behind the white curtain, the opera characters are manipulated to smile and move.

The two people behind the white screen are like shadow puppets in a shadow play. The blood on their bodies has been drained, leaving only the skin and some veins. The overall appearance is as smooth as a piece of paper, with makeup on their faces, people with makeup It should be very careful, even the corners of the eyebrows and hair temples have been carefully painted.

There were two people standing face to face, pretending to be arguing, one stretched out his hand and slapped the other, the palm of the hand was attached to the face of the slapped person, and the marks of the slap on the face remained.

Qi Zhu tried to use simple words to describe the scene in front of him.

Yuan Suiyun frowned slightly, but didn't speak.

Ruan Qingyu walked up, with a look of curiosity on his face, as if he wanted to touch the two shriveled corpses with his hands.

Qi Zhu, "Touch these things and don't come near me for two months."

Ruan Qingyu withdrew her fingers regretfully.

He walked back to the original place and said to Qi Zhu, "It's quite artistic."

Qi Zhu looked at the two corpses that were as smooth as oil, and said firmly, "I can't see where they are at all."

Ruan Qingyu pointed to one of them, "There are about eight steps in the production of shadow puppets: leather selection, leather making, drafting, drafting, engraving, coloring, sweating and ironing, and finally the embellishment is completed. At this stage, the materials The selection of the skin is particularly important, and the skin selection must not be sloppy at all. You can see that the person who was beaten must have been a sick child during his lifetime, so his skin is moderately thick, soft, green and transparent, and it is perfect for making shadow puppets. "

Qi Zhu was really not interested in his transcendent aesthetics, but Yuan Suiyun listened with great interest, and would interject from time to time to ask a few questions.

The villa has only been purchased for seven days. At that time, Jin Lingzhi offered to help Yuan Suiyun choose a place. She said that it would be a place with beautiful scenery and quiet environment, and said that she had checked it carefully.

She even proposed not to let too many people in the village, saying that they are not familiar with the people here, what if they bully him and steal things randomly without seeing him.

All kinds of suspicious signs make people feel suspicious of her.

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Ding Ziming had been disturbed until midnight by the mournful sound of Jin Ganoderma lucidum crying. In his opinion, it was his own fault that his hot-tempered master fell to this point.You said that you have nothing to do to help people choose some Zhuangzi, and it’s fine to pick Zhuangzi, and you don’t let people hire employees. Isn’t this a typical example of looking for trouble when you have nothing to do?

No matter how wronged or unwilling Jin Lingzhi was, he had to tell the whole process of picking Zhuangzi the next day.

"I did hear some bad rumors about this Zhuangzi at the time."

Yuan Suiyun sighed, "Why would you buy it if you know it?"

Jin Lingzhi twisted the handkerchief (Ding Ziming was crying, it hurts so much!), "I bought it because I knew it. There are rumors that the women who live in this villa don't live long, at least three days, at most seven days. will die suddenly.”

Ding Ziming suddenly realized that the ferocity of women is ten thousand times more terrifying than he imagined.

Yuan Suiyun was very calm, "Do you know who the owner of this villa was before?"

Jin Lingzhi nodded to show that he knew.