[Lao Jiumen] Qin and Se are in control, so be quiet

Ever since I found out that I was being followed, the second master never told me not to go out at night. After all, the night is too dark. If the stalker really wants to attack, it will be difficult for me alone as a woman to fight against him.But why did you attack me instead of you?Facing my question, the second master answered very calmly: because your origin is unknown.

Ah, it seems to be right to say that, if it wasn't for the identity that the second master washed away, I would indeed be a master of unknown origin.After listening to the second master's words, I couldn't help but nodded, but it was wrong to think about it.Lin Jinghao's origin is unknown, but the owner of this body has a name!

In case, someone still knows the owner of this body, sooner or later something big will happen.

"Are you still worried about this?" Seeing me babbling while painting my face, the second master who was taking off his makeup laughed again. Yes, since he told me not to go out at night and to be by his side during the day, his The laughter has gradually moved from pure laughter to Chiguoguo's ridicule.

Hey, I don't know what's so funny.Although I'm not afraid of anything, but there are always times when I'm cowardly, why don't I add insult to injury like this!

"Can I not be worried?" I picked up the wolf brush and dabbed some white paint on it, "It's been a while since I came here, but I don't know anything about this body other than the name 'Song Lan'. If something goes wrong, I might be beaten into a trick."

"That's why I told you not to go out casually. The world is so chaotic. If you are out of the range of the Red Mansion, who can protect you?" Although the second master put away his smile, his expression was still very relaxed, and he even leaned over to look at me. I draw something, "Is Cao Cao drawn today?"

"Yeah." I nodded and turned around, but I didn't expect that the brush stained with oil paint would be drawn directly on the second master's cheeks after removing makeup, and a white mark was painted on his cheeks. I quickly put down the egg and pen, took out the handkerchief I carried with me, and wiped it on his face, "Ahhh! I didn't mean it!! I'll wipe it off for you!!!"

If there is only a small amount of oil paint on the face, it can be easily wiped off as long as it is wiped in time.It's just that in 2016, you just need to wipe it off with a cleansing cotton pad, but in this era, you use a cloth. If you don't wash it off in time, the thing will be useless.

Ah, useless!I didn't have time to pay attention to the second master, I hurried to the place where there was water and began to rub the handkerchief until the oil paint was wiped clean.

Seeing Jing Hao rubbing the handkerchief hard in front of the basin, Er Yuehong suddenly smiled again. For no reason, he thought Jing Hao's appearance was very funny.Mingming speaks like an old cunning, but his temper is still a little childish.However, when he heard her asking him if he could hang his things here after washing the veil, he realized that he was distracted just now when he was thinking about her.

"Just hang it there, and I'll take it back for you when it's done tomorrow." Seeing how smoothly she put the things on the shelf, Er Yuehong called out smoothly, "Quiet."

"Ah? Second Master, what else can I say?"

Seeing Jinghao turning her head to look at herself with a puzzled face, Er Yuehong shook her head.Yes, I have explained it myself, but I can't remember it for a while.

Second Master's recent reflexes seem to be a bit long. He often called my name suddenly, but then couldn't remember what he was going to say. When he remembered, I didn't know where I slipped off.Just like now, I slipped out of the pear garden silently, and ran to my mother-in-law again.Anyway, he has something to discuss in the Liyuan today, so he definitely doesn't have time to eat noodles.

Rather than waiting hungry, I might as well have a full meal first.

It's not that I didn't have dinner, but at this point I just feel hungry and want to eat.It's just that there seem to be other customers at the noodle stall today, so I can only cautiously walk up to him and ask if I can sit at the same table with him?

Why be careful, because I think that guest is very hostile. Compared with Buddha's righteous hostility, this person is more like a desperado.

Desperado?To be honest, I am quite afraid of this kind of person, because they will often cut you with a knife if they disagree with each other, which is hard to guard against.

"Didn't you see that I was eating?" The man turned his back to me, but he slapped the table with his hand involuntarily, and the bucket of chopsticks fell to the ground.

However, he said that he was eating, but the bowl of noodles in front of him remained untouched.Coupled with the fact that I didn't see my mother-in-law, an unknown fire rose in my heart. I really wanted to just slap her in the face like this.

This is a hooligan, so arrogant!

"People eat with a pair of chopsticks, ghosts eat with one." I glanced at the table and saw that he was indeed only holding one chopstick, so I continued, "This table is for people to eat. If you're a ghost, stay away."

If people do evil, they are evil ghosts. Since they are no longer human, what are they doing here?Waiting to eat incense ash?

"This bowl is for you to eat, and you can go on the road after eating."

The bowl of noodles with a chopstick stuck in it hit me so unsuspectingly. Although I dodged, I was still scratched by the fragments of the bowl.Before I could react to everything, I felt that figure approaching me very quickly, saying something like "You can't replace her" in his mouth, and seemed to be holding a sharp weapon in his hand.Make it clear, they are here to take my life!

When people's lives are seriously threatened, there will always be a stress reaction. Although the knife of the incoming person is stabbing me, as long as I can grab his wrist and push away forcefully, there will be a certain chance of avoiding my vitals. .It's a pity that there is a huge difference in strength. Although I was lucky enough to push away his wrist, I was still cut by a sharp weapon at the waist.

In an instant, it was as if someone had splashed a bowl of hot noodle soup on his waist, and the beige coat was stained red with hot blood, but I still firmly held down his hand holding the sharp weapon.I want to say that it's over, is Xiao Ming going to explain it like this?no!Even if you are going to die, you have to see this person's face clearly, otherwise you will be a ghost and you don't know who to seek revenge from!

"Since I won't let me die to understand, how about I take you to be buried with me?"

Four or two strokes, pushing the sharp weapon at others with the backhand is a life-saving move. There is a huge difference in strength. I can't kill you. It's okay to hurt you and give yourself time to escape.It's just that the sharp weapon of the reverse push just scratched the opponent's clothes, and my whole body was pushed out, and the wound was still bleeding, so I almost didn't have the strength to escape.

That person made it clear that he wanted my life, so he didn't give me any time after I fell, and grabbed me directly, with a gesture of not giving up until I was killed.However, at the moment when the knife almost cut through my carotid artery, he actually stopped, and kept chanting like a madman: Mistress, Mistress!

Mistress?Who cares who is your mistress! 36 strategies, escape is the best policy!

Er Yuehong had an appointment in Liyuan to talk about things today, so he just watched quietly as Jing Hao left first.It shouldn't be long to talk about things, and it's easy to keep up with her, because she will definitely stay at the noodle stall.

However, the matter had not been discussed for a long time, and the steward rushed into the living room in a hurry.Before he could open his mouth to ask about the situation, he heard the steward saying anxiously: "Master, it's not good, Miss Jing was attacked and ran back covered in blood, she has passed out!"

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