Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 37 The Murderous Yuyulou Heavenly Killer (13)

The woman was not disturbed by the two of them at all, her graceful neck drooped slightly, her bangs like a little swallow revealed her white and full forehead, her standard oval face, and her eyes seemed to be filled with misty mist in the Jiangnan morning.

This is a Jiangnan ditty.

Nan Xian pretended to listen carefully for a while, and said with embarrassment, "This Jiangnan ditty is well-known to everyone. I've heard it many times. Unfortunately, I don't have all the pentatonic notes. I can't learn it no matter what. Maybe it's because of my poor talent."

"Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Miss Nan's culinary skills are superb. This is Miss Nan's strength."

San Sheng's twilight eyes fixed on Nan Xian: "To tell you the truth, I brought Miss Nan here because I always miss Jiang Nan these days. Jiang Nan is a good place——"

"This deity also lived in Jiangnan for nine years."

A look of surprise flashed across the almond eyes, why did Sansheng say this to himself?

This should be his taboo.

"Miss Nan, does Miss Nan have someone she likes?"

Nan Xian's throat choked up, and just as he straightened his back and took the professional posture of eating melons, he didn't expect that the balls bouncing around in the melon fields turned out to be him.

After hesitating for a while, she scratched her hair, her cheeks flushed, and she looked like a shy little girl: "The landlord..."

San Sheng was unmoved, and took a sip of the tea with no expression on his face.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and said lightly: "The heavenly killers and lore killers under the deity have fought a lot since Miss Nan came to Xunyu Tower, and Miss Nan may not know Guangyin's temperament.

When the deity saw Guangyin for the first time, the child was dressed in rags and had messy hair. He was beaten and stepped on the ground in a pothole filled with rainwater. He was holding a blood-dripping brick in his hand. Fear, but a hate—

Soaring resentment!

Hate heaven, hate parents, hate everyone in the world!

He hates evil like a vengeance, and he must take revenge. In this Xingyu Tower, except for the deity and Can Ye, all the people who have offended him will be killed with crueler methods than him.

But...Miss Nan is still alive. "

The scrutiny made Nan Xian's eyelids twitch, he steadied his mind and forced a smile: "Master Guangyin is indeed different from ordinary people, but I think he is still very kind-hearted."

"Human nature is inherently good, and it must have experienced some harsh and bad environments, which made Master Guangyin become like this."

The hoarse laughter rang out strangely, breaking the gentle and soft Jiangnan ditty in an instant.

The woman playing the pipa seemed to be frightened by the sudden and weird laughter, hooked her fingers wrongly, and made a noise.

Her calm and unchanging eyes changed instantly, and she knelt down in fear, her whole body trembling: "Master, please give Qingqing another chance!"

"Drag it!"

The two killer guards whom I had seen in the Palace of Twilight Death before, blocked Qingqing's mouth without saying a word, and threw him into the pool beside the water pavilion.

With a "bang", the water splashed everywhere, and in a moment, many small silver fish swam over as if they had smelled something, and the place where the woman fell into the water blinked and dyed a pool of bright red.

The woman's painful dying struggle could be vaguely seen, her face twisted, but she couldn't make a sound.

Nan Xian's eyes widened in horror: "The landlord, she..."

San Sheng looked unhappy.

Nan Xian clenched his fists, turned his eyes away from the dying woman in the water, and said with a pale face, "What is the landlord's intention?"

"Miss Nan, don't need to be nervous, it's just that she played the wrong string, and this deity just finds it noisy."

"Let's continue talking."

Nan Xian has black lines all over her head, what a fucking pervert, who wants to talk to you!
"The person Miss Nan likes should be Can Ye, right?

To be honest, the deity also likes Can Ye very much, he is very similar to the deity, before he is fully fledged, he will hide very well, like a sleeping beast with its head silent, waiting for an opportunity to bite off the hunter's neck!

His first mission after becoming Heavenly Killer was to destroy his enemies.

The three members of Xiangfu 320 all died under his sword alone.

Do you know what it's like to behead 320 three people overnight?

His wrists would be so sore that he couldn't hold a knife, and his clothes would be stained blood-red with other people's blood, like a demon from hell. Since then, Can Ye has stopped wearing white clothes. "

"Nan Xian is dull, I don't know why the landlord told me this?"

Sansheng's lips curled up with an inexplicable arc: "It's nothing, the deity has a crush on Miss Nan, and I want to remind Miss Nan not to play with fire and set myself on fire!"

"Some people know that falling in love is going to death, but they overthink their own strength and harm others and themselves."

"What does Miss Nan think?"

Nan Xian frowned slightly, wondering if Sansheng meant the love between his father and mother.

After a moment of silence, under the sneering eyes of the other party, she raised her lips and smiled generously: "The person I love, even if moths fly into the flame, don't you know that I am not happy?"

The eyes framed by the iron mask froze for a moment.

San Sheng froze for a moment, his eyes showed a moment of confusion, and he didn't speak.

Nan Xian looked at him quietly for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly curved: "Thank you for reminding the landlord, as it is getting late, I will not disturb the landlord for dinner."

Seeing her turn around to leave, Sansheng called her to stop: "Miss Nan—"

Nan Xian paused, turned around in surprise, "Is there anything else the landlord needs to do?"

San Sheng's gaze narrowed slightly, and the previous scrutiny was a little less, and a little more clear: "There is a kind of food in Jiangnan farmers called rice cakes, I wonder if Miss Nan can make it?"

This kind of rice cake is a traditional snack in the Jiangnan countryside. Nanxian has seen this traditional craft in a TV program in the real world.

She has a good memory and can roughly recall how to do it, but she has no hands-on experience.

Pursing her lips, she joked cautiously: "I've seen the cook cook it, so I can give it a try, but if it's not done well, the owner won't throw me down to feed the fish, right?"

The girl's naughty words were cute and cute, and there were some smile lines in San Sheng's eyes.

"I don't blame you, I just do."

Nan Xian breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "At noon tomorrow, the landlord can send someone to pick it up."

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The most important thing about rice cakes is the vegetable filling and the skill of kneading rice noodles while it is hot.

The so-called rice noodles are rice flour.

When pouring rice noodles into the pot, Nan Xian sprinkled the medicinal powder stolen from Can Ye's house into the pot.

In order to avoid being noticed by Sansheng, the powder she sprinkled was just a sleeping aid powder similar to sleeping pills.

As for how she knew the efficacy of this medicine powder, it was thanks to the rats and snakes contributed by this crazy batch of Guangyin.

This crazy person likes to catch some flying, running, and swimming in the sky every three days, throwing them in her room, wanting to see her panicked and scared, crying and begging for a hug.

At noon, the two Sansheng cronies who threw the pipa girl into the pool yesterday came to pick up the rice cakes.

After a stick of incense, the two cronies came to Fusheng Garden again.

Nan Xian thought that the matter of drugging had been exposed.

It turned out to be a false alarm, and Sansheng was very satisfied with Mi Kueh, and asked two cronies to give her a box of jewelry and a box of golden gold.

The tenth day when Guangyin and Canye went down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)