I'm on duty in Yinshi

Chapter 340
Heart-wrenching house.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting two figures sitting together.

The charcoal is burned until it is boiling red, and the boiling water is poured into the teapot, and the fine tea floats. The skillful tea art is pleasing to the eye.

Beautiful people, fragrant tea.

"Thirteen Niangs came just in time. This is your favorite tea. I just asked someone to bring it back from Jiangnan. You should try it."

Holding the heart and green fingers, he picked up the tea pot and put it in front of Thirteen Niangs.

Thirteen Niang smiled at the corner of her mouth, took a sip, slightly closed her eyes as if she was reminiscing, and after a while, she praised: "Ah Tea is good at making tea, and the water for making tea is even more rare. If I guess correctly, it should be the spring water on Yuquan Mountain. "

"It's still Thirteen Niang who is amazing!"

Wan Xin said with a smile.

How can you think.

Thirteen Niang instantly put on a straight face, patted Wanxin's forehead with the embroidered fan in her hand, and said angrily, "Yuquan is the spring water used by the imperial court. The tea leaves were brought from Jiangnan. You are sick and you still go out and run around."

She knows very well about Wanxin, which of these two things does not need to go out for a trip.

"Ouch."

Wan Xin let out a soft cry, and said aggrievedly: "It's been a long time since Thirteen Niang has drunk this tea, recently foreign envoys have come a lot, and the transaction of Yuquan water is much more relaxed than before, I'm thinking of buying some specially brewed for you to drink. "

She was really wronged in her heart. After taking the medicinal materials yesterday, she wanted to ask someone to buy a jar of jade spring water. How could she have imagined that when she came back, she encountered a strong man who plotted against him and almost lost her innocence!

On the other hand, as the saying goes, cats have cat ways, and rats have mouse ways.

Although Yuquan water is used by the imperial palace, as long as there is money and demand, even the most difficult things are not difficult to obtain.

The aggrieved expression and demeanor immediately made Thirteen Niang's heart ache, she held the palm of the heart, and said: "Don't do this again next time, are you feeling better now?"

"It's an old problem, but it's almost gone."

Wan Xin calmed down, grinned, and asked curiously, "Why is Thirteen Niang so free today?"

"What do you say?"

Thirteen Niang gave her a blank look, and shook the embroidered fan, "The oiran of Chunyue Tower and the cash cow are at home, why don't I not come and see."

"Hee hee, Thirteen Niang is the best."

Wan Xin hugged Thirteen Niang's arm, looking playful. "Tomorrow I will be able to return to Chunyue Building."

"I was almost abducted by you little girl."

Thirteen Niang worried: "Did a fierce Jin Yiwei deputy Qianhu come to see you last night?"

The fierce Jin Yiwei...

Wan Xin was slightly stunned, and there seemed to be a graceful figure floating up from the bottom of his eyes.

"Well, yes."

"They said that Qu Bu was dead, and they asked about your whereabouts, but I was taken aback. That's Jin Yiwei!"

Thirteen Niang frowned.

"Maybe it's because of Qubu's special status."

Wan Xin smiled and said comfortingly: "Thirteen Niang, don't worry, last night was just an ordinary question, it has nothing to do with us."

"Hey, I didn't expect that from Jingnan to Beiping, these years are still not peaceful."

Thirteen Niang seemed to think of something, and suddenly sighed: "If you want me to talk about Buddha, I can't trust any fairy. In a real crisis, the only one who can be trusted and trusted is myself."

"Okay, Thirteen Niang, don't think too much."

Wan Xin smiled sweetly.

"I should go too, New Year's Day is coming soon, the building is going to be renovated in these two days, I'll go back and look at it first." Thirteen Niang said.

"it is good!"

Wan Xin said: "I'll see you off, Thirteen Niangs should pay attention to safety when they go back."

Followed by.

"Let's go back."

Thirteen Niang waved her hand, and her figure disappeared into the darkness.

Snapped.

The door was closed tightly.

Wan Xin returned to the house, packed the tea set again, suddenly noticed an embroidered fan left on the chair, reached out to pick it up, and said helplessly: "Thirteen Niang always forgets everything."

at this time.

knock knock knock...

There was a knock on the door.

"Thirteen mothers?"

Wan Xin heard the sound and looked around, then immediately walked towards the door with the embroidered fan.

It's just that when she opened the gate, the dark alley was empty, and she looked to the left and right with her head. The dark alleyway was like the mouth of an abyss, which made Wan Xin feel a little scared.

no one?

Who knocked on the door just now?Could it be that a child deliberately played a prank?

Wan Xin hurriedly closed the door, almost ran back to the main house, the warm candlelight dispelled the lingering fear in her heart, she couldn't help exhaling heavily.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Wan Xin glanced at the embroidered fan in her hand, pursed her lips, and planned to put it back on the table first.Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, she didn't pay attention to it at first, but in a split second, her pupils widened unconsciously, and she felt a biting coldness that made the hairs stand on end all over her body.

Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at the wall.

The candlelight reflected her shadow.

However, beside the shadow, there was another shadow clinging closely behind him.

In an instant, holding one's heart felt like falling into an ice cellar.

The heart was pounding, and time seemed to extend infinitely at this moment.

When the six gods were in turmoil, the hot kettle came into view, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he stretched out his hand to grab the handle and threw it backwards. No matter whether it was successful or not, he immediately ducked into the bottom of the table and rushed in with his hands and feet. inside the house.

pat...

The wooden table fell apart and the tea set fell to the ground.

Wan Xin only felt a pair of cold palms on her shoulders, she screamed out of horror, tugged at each other, her clothes were broken, and a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed to the candlelight.

In the next second, a huge force struck.

The body suddenly flew into the air and hit the wall heavily.

"what!"

There was a cry of pain.

All the internal organs seemed to be moaning in pain.

Suddenly, a tall figure enveloped her.

Holding hands on the ground, he propped himself up with difficulty, looked up, and saw a face covered with dirt, his pupils were filled with dead silence, and his horror grew thicker, and he couldn't believe it: "Qubu!!!"

Qu Bu, who had died long ago, stood in front of her alive.

"Hold my heart."

An extremely hoarse voice came out of Qubu's throat, and under the skin of his neck and shoulders scalded by boiling water, dark purple veins moved up and down, which made people shudder.

"Hold my heart."

He replied.

Ever since seeing Wan Xin, Qu Bu began to repeat her name continuously, his voice was dull.

It's just that no one noticed that a talisman paper man suddenly stood up on the broken table and chair, rose against the wind, and slashed at Qubu with a paper knife in his hand.

The paper knife pierced into the flesh, easily opening long and narrow scars.

however!
Qu Bu turned his head expressionlessly, and a large number of black silk threads burst out of his body, frantically flocking towards the paper figurine.

Although the paper figurine is agile and has a sharp blade, the terrain is narrow, and the black silk thread seems endless. After a while, the paper figurine is strangled fiercely like being bound by a black python, losing its spirituality.

the other side.

Wan Xin took this opportunity to rush into the boudoir, slammed the door shut, panted heavily, looked left and right, and was about to break through the window and escape!

Unexpectedly.

After running a few steps, a vague upside-down figure was suddenly reflected in the window.

Immediately, the human face pressed against the window paper, and the wooden block was folded horizontally. Amidst the sound of breaking, the dead face appeared in Wan Xin's eyes in a very horrifying way.

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