Village Girl Struggle - Chapter 220

The people of Baiyuntang have eaten and slept well these days, and listened to a few of the leaders, they will leave this view of the red lotus in the future, all of them are joyful, and are looking forward to getting out early and going to sleep at night. The front is also smiling.

The little Taoist girl has almost become Jiang Ying’s little tail for a long time. Jiang Ying is going east, she also goes east, Jiang Ying sits, she sits too, Jiang Ying walks, she also walks, her mouth babbles and talks non-stop. , Like pour beans from a bamboo tube, Jiang Ying could hardly speak.

When it was time to eat, Zhao Xi still stared at the little Taoist aunt, who later realized that she stopped her mouth, and finally gave Jiang Ying a time to eat.

“Miaoyu Xiaodao Long, eat more…”

The food in front of Jiang Ying was actually brought by Mother Luo and the two maids. Now Jiang Ying is no more careful than before.

Xiao Daogu said this for a long time, but she was already hungry. Seeing Zhao Xi pushed a plate of fragrant dried bean curd to herself, she couldn’t help but swallowed and said with a grin, “Hey hey, thank you brother Xiaoxi. “

As she said, she stretched out her chopsticks and clamped it a little longer, waiting for the entrance, and the long-lost delicacy made her squinted with happiness.

Well, I haven’t eaten it in just a few months. Now I have tasted it. It’s really delicious. I didn’t expect Xiaoxi, a young boy, although he is sometimes fierce, but he is still very kind.

Zhao Xi blinked slightly and smiled at the corners of her lips.

He would say that he gave this dish to Little Daogu because he knew that Xiaoying would not *eat this in the past two days?

Watching the interaction between the two, Jiang Ying couldn’t help smiling.

If these people are with you in the future, the days will definitely not be boring.

When it was nightfall, the too halal man actually sent someone to deliver the candle.

The little Taoist yelled as fresh as he saw it again, “I’m actually willing to give candles!”

In the past, I didn’t even want to give an oil lamp, but now there are four candles when I give it. Is it true that a person who is too halal has been possessed by a good fortune boy?

Jiang Ying raised his eyebrows and smiled, and ordered his men to light the candles.

However, it seems that only Jiang Ying and Xiao Daogu need to talk about Bing Zhuye.

Zhao Xi sat at the door like a guard. Listening to the chirping conversation and muffled laughter of the two young girls inside, I was a little puzzled, how come they have such endless words?

A little bit jealous, little Taoist aunt got too much attention from Xiaoying!

Zhao Xi sat at the door with her head tilted, her long eyelashes drooping, and a beautiful shadow was reflected under her eyes…

He suddenly woke up and raised his head anxiously, but he heard no sound in the room, and he looked around.

Jiang Ying is by his side!

The expression on Jiang Ying’s face was strange.

Standing by Zhao Xi’s side, it seemed that he was a little embarrassed about not waking Zhao Xi.

And it was the little Taoist who was sitting at the table. But there is no image, the upper body is lying on the table, and he is sleeping soundly.

The candle on the side of the table only burned one-third.

Zhao Xi blinked sleepily. I feel that with my own concentration, it seems that I shouldn’t be trapped like this.

He helped the table to stand up, really dizzy and weak, and there was a moment of confusion in his consciousness.

Zhao Xiqiang propped his eyelids, only to hear Jiang Ying sigh softly. Stretch out a hand to hold his hand.

Although Zhao Xi was subconsciously confused, Jiang Ying’s behavior seemed to suddenly inject a cool spring into his heart, making him sober a lot in an instant.

There is something wrong with the candle!

Zhao Xi suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the candle on the table.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ying nodded approvingly.

People who are too halal suddenly become generous. Sending food and clothing and candles, of course, can’t be a change of temper.

It’s also impossible that Jiang Ying’s sudden domineering side leakage shook the subject of Taiqing.

That’s naturally what a halal person does, but it’s actually strange.

Zhao Xi walked slowly to the window. I opened the window, took a few deep breaths of fresh and cold air, and felt my mind clearer.

But at this time, in this small courtyard, although everywhere in the house. There was still a few gleams of candles, but it was extremely silent. There was no sound at all.

It’s all because of the candle.

Zhao Xi looked back at Jiang Ying, but seeing Jiang Ying’s expression calm and calm, she knew that she must have been aware of it.

Zhao Xi’s eyes met Jiang Ying in the air, full of inquiry.

At the sight of Jiang Ying’s humiliating look, Zhao Xi felt that great things had come down, but that was all.

Zhao Xi stretched out a hand and grabbed Jiang Ying. In Jiang Ying’s eyes, Zhao Xi snorted and stretched out his hand to put out the candle.

Even if you want to calculate, don’t Xiaoying breathe such evil things!

Jiang Ying nodded approvingly at Zhao Xi, pointed to the table top, and lay on a corner of it.

Zhao Xi has a flexible mind, and quickly understands that this Xu is just to catch the guys who are doing the wrong thing, right?

At last, the night was quiet, and the view of Red Lotus between the mountains and wilds was even more silent.

But in the biggest and best quiet room in the Red Lotus View, there are people who are full of energy and waiting.

“The subject?”

A flexible black figure slid in quickly from outside the courtyard, and he flicked a few times on the window lattice with his fingers. The voice was low, as if he was afraid of waking up unrelated people.

The halal man was leaning on the chaise couch under the window, with an incense burner smoking incense charcoal by his side.

The halal man was holding a small wooden box in one hand, rummaging in the other hand, still muttering words in his mouth, and didn’t know what he was saying. Suddenly, he heard the sound from outside, he immediately closed the lid and covered it tightly with a piece of blue cloth. Strictly, not revealing.

It was as if the humble jujube box in her arms was a rare treasure.

The halal man opened half of the window and looked at the familiar dark figure outside. It was a young Taoist aunt of twenty, who was the one she sent to do that.

The halal person’s eyes shone brightly and asked, “How?”

The black shadow’s voice was very low, but it was very respectful.

“It’s all down.”

“According to the negotiation!”

There is a hint of pride in the voice of a too halal person.

What about Bi Ling’s personal transmission?

What about a few powerful subordinates?

Isn’t it the only thing that suffers when you run into a real person?

The too halal people almost had a vicious heart not long after they met Jiang Ying and the group.

Originally, I saw a few of Jiang Ying’s team that seemed to be quite powerful, so she didn’t dare to move.

You have to think of a roundabout way to let these ten or so people fall into your palms!

These people are all caught in the sweet dreams right now, and I’m afraid they are all sleeping like dead pigs, and want to treat these people. Isn’t that up to you to make the final decision?

Humph, the three young women fed her dumb medicine and sold them to remote areas, and those strong men could let themselves have fun before talking.

Those useless old women and ugly women and ugly men can just cut their tongues and work as coolies in the view!

However, in a time of dozens of breaths, too halal people have a lot of calculations.

Therefore, I feel very contented that Bizhu is holding it.

“Well, yes, there should be people coming from the county town over there. Find someone to meet you.”

The black shadow outside the window answered yes, and hurried away.

The too halal person pouted.

So what if these people are from the capital? What if there are masters in them?

Don’t you want to be planted in her little Taoist temple?

Think of the lady I met in the daytime. People who are too halal express their disgust in particular.

Although the lady’s dress is ordinary, she has a graceful manner in her demeanor and demeanor, which seems to be even better than those of the top celebrities.

Noble and calm. Self-respect, self-respect, these qualities, too halal will not be able to possess in the next life, so she treats people with the opposite attributes to her, especially women. There is a natural hatred!

Huh, Bi Ling’s selected watcher?

It’s just a hairy girl who has never experienced the world.

After hitting her own plan, how can she dare to challenge herself?

Waited a few months. This hairy girl is afraid that if she sees herself, she will hold her head and hide, right?

When the halal person thinks of the other side’s miserable situation, the mood is particularly good, but facing the small box on the couch. But his brows were deep frowning, and he looked bitter and depressed.

This small box was found in the quiet room of Taihe Zhenren. After Taihe Zhenren passed away, Taihe Zhenren occupied the room of Taihe Zhenren, and confidently accepted the various items accumulated by Taihe Zhenren over the years.

However, the Tai halal people still remember clearly that apart from finding about ten taels of broken silver, Tai He, this annoying old aunt, seems to have no valuable property left to his successor.

Even this box is filled with worthless and boring Taoism. If it weren’t for the fine workmanship of this box and the age of the wood used to make the box, it might be like throwing away other things if it’s too halal. This small box has been thrown away, even the people who carry the scriptures.

But today, listening to Jiang Ying’s seemingly random words, he pointed out a secret that too halal people would never think of?

It was speculated from Jiang Ying’s words that it turned out that Real Bi Ling had entrusted some of his belongings to the then Master Taihe Honglian.

Damn old lady!

The mouth is so strict, it didn’t show half of the words until he died!

The halal man gritted his teeth and sneered, never remembering that Taihe was poisoned and violently killed at the time, so how could he have time to confess what to say.

The too halal man looked at the box upside down, banging around, and barely bit his upper teeth, and still no clues appeared.

The old Taoist aunt died hastily, and even if there are valuable things, there must be no time to transfer them. Those things must still be hidden somewhere in the Red Lotus View!

The **** old lady, she kept this matter secret!

The many calculations in the heart of the too halal are revealed in the face, which is a moment of pride, a moment of anger, and a moment of becoming hideous again.

When I was changing my face and became happy, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside, just as before, and came to my window.

The halal person thought that it must be that the matter was done, and asked, “Did those people take it down? Did they send it away?”

The person outside the window let out a sneer.