Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 49 The Man Trapped by the Stone Statue

Qin Sanlang looked at the cunning in the little daughter-in-law's eyes, and understood that the little daughter-in-law was quite sure.

A gamble that you know you will lose.

But he still nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll bet with you."

Lin Anan became happy, and stretched out her palm, "Come on, high-five for alliance."

Although it was the first time he had heard that high-fives were an alliance, Qin Sanlang was much calmer than Mrs. Luo, imitating Lin An'an, stretching out his hands and clapping his palms together, making a sound.

"Hmph, let you underestimate me! When I win the bet, I will find the three most difficult things for you to do!"

Qin Sanlang just looked at her with a smile, looked at her triumphantly, and looked at her smiling face.

In fact, even if there is no such bet, if she asks herself to do something, no matter how difficult it is, as long as she asks herself to do it, she will do it.

Not three, thirty, three hundred, or a lifetime, I want to serve her.

Who made her her own little daughter-in-law?

Lin Anan smiled happily, but did not notice the doting and tenderness in the eyes of the people around her.

If she is more careful, she will find that it is obviously a gamble, and Qin Sanlang has promised without hesitation that he will do three things for her after losing, but he has not mentioned a word. If he wins, what kind of prizes will he get? .

Obviously, from the moment he agreed, he never expected to win.

……

On the high slope of the loess, in a stone house piled up with huge rocks, a woman wearing a black hooded cloak lifted her hat, revealing a delicate face, a pair of ecstatic peach blossom eyes, the tails of the eyes were raised, and she was romantic and tall. The straight nose is like a masterpiece carefully carved by the gods, and ancient totems are painted on her cheeks, and the dark totems are dancing on the white skin, making her skin more like snow.

She stood in front of a stone statue, the stone statue was taller than a person, and the face of a woman was carved, and the woman was seventy percent similar to her, the only difference was that the eyes were not complete peach blossom eyes, but half peach blossom eyes and almond eyes. In the meantime, the tails of the eyes drooped slightly, showing a bit of innocence and innocence.

"Sister, long time no see." The woman lit a stick of incense, and the smoke curled up, winding around the stone statue.

Tears flowed from the eyes of the stone statue...

The woman stretched out her hand, wearing a string of teeth symbolizing the Miao people on her wrist. She gently wiped away tears for the stone statue, with a coquettish smile at the corner of her mouth, "Sister, why are you crying?"

"Did you miss your husband, or your child?"

"Back then, when my sister wanted to leave Miaojiang, she was really willful..."

Her thoughts drifted to the distant 20 years ago. At that time, she was still a naive child, who only knew to follow behind her sister, pester her sister, and hug her thigh to beg for candies.

However, it was this good sister who left, making her a saint of Miao Jiang at a young age, and she no longer has the qualifications for innocence.

Really... a good sister, ha ha.

"Sister, Miao Jiang is no longer what it used to be. The gods punished you because of your departure. You should be responsible for all these crimes."

"It's uncomfortable to have your soul trapped in a stone statue, isn't it?"

"Isn't it more painful to lose freedom after gaining freedom and happiness?"

Seeing that the stone statue stopped crying, the woman's eyes darkened, "It seems that just trapping you here is not a threat to you, so for so many years, you have been reluctant to reveal the whereabouts of the evil Gu secret tome."

The woman played with the tooth string in her hand, and the sharp teeth scratched her fingertips. Seeing the blood, she laughed wantonly, "Where is my sister's blood, should I have the same blood as mine?"

(End of this chapter)