Misleading the Fourth Miss of Xiangfu

Chapter 121

This time I came to Yuncheng, it was a little risky, besides being hired to kill a person, I also wanted to find someone.Fortunately, at this moment, no one was found, and the murder failed.It seems that Yuncheng is really his forbidden place, as long as he gets here, everything will be unfavorable.Is it true that as the legend says, the saint will protect and protect Yuncheng?
Very depressed.

Finally enough rest, when the body was able to move freely, Night Breeze stood up, habitually touched his waist, and immediately clenched his fists in hatred...

That girl never returned his flute and soft sword to him.A killer lost all his pride overnight, and performed the embarrassment and helplessness vividly and exquisitely, even the weapon that he never left was taken away!What a humiliation!
Lost in reason, the night wind flew down the mountain, outside the courtyard wall of Su's house, he was about to jump in, but suddenly stopped - that's how he suffered last night, after he entered the courtyard, there were traps at every step, those The traps were not obvious yet, they were all poisonous plants, he avoided one, but couldn't avoid the other, so he went in like this, making it clear that he was going to hit another one.

How could that girl be so scheming at such a young age?It's like burying herself deep in a place full of poison, no one can get in, only she is in it.

Night Breeze felt helpless.It’s not going in, and it’s not going in.

Bracing himself, he turned around, only to see a carriage approaching not far away, the wind blew the curtains, and he saw a young man in white clothes and a white robe sitting in the carriage, holding a flute in his hand, standing on the ground immediately. There, it was extremely humiliating - the girl was clearly reminding him that she had drawn his sword, and she was now his master, unless he died, from now on he could only obey her orders.

Of course, this was just Night Breeze's confession of grief and anger, but the man in the carriage didn't know it at all.

The number one killer has no image at all now, his mask has been uncovered, and his body is still covered in water stains, so he simply doesn't care about anything!Night Breeze sighed, turned his head, walked forward, and stood in front of the carriage.

The horse was frightened, raised its front hooves, and the carriage shook violently.The driver yelled at Night Breeze: "Get out of the way! Why are you blocking my son's way!"

Night Breeze didn't speak, just stood there motionless.Until the young man in the carriage opened the curtain and poked his head out, his eyes were indifferent, completely different from last night's smart and playful, as if he was a different person.

Seeing that it was him, Su Yu raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "Are you here to find fault?" By the way, he raised the flute in his hand.

Night Breeze is neither advancing nor retreating.However, Su Yu didn't bother him too much. He raised his hand, and the flute flew towards Night Breeze. Night Breeze reached out and caught it.

Su Yu smiled and said, "I've returned it to you, you can go now." Turning around, he retreated into the carriage.

Night Breeze took a step forward and was about to speak when he saw Su Yu turn his head and said, "Oh, by the way, don't try to think about my mansion anymore. Although I can't guarantee you to hang upside down a second time, I can't move you to say It’s easy to say nothing. If you don’t believe me, if you want to verify it, you might as well try it.”

"You..." Night Breeze was blocked in place, but he couldn't speak when he wanted to speak. Although this girl was rampant, what she said was not unfounded arrogance. He was already very careful last night. A killer's skills can't even get close to her body, who knows how many traps there are in her house?Maybe, even her body is full of poisons ready to harm people at any time!

Seeing him standing there silently, Su Yu smiled faintly, then turned her head away, lowered the car curtain, and told the driver to continue on the road.

The carriage drove over, and Night Breeze stood there in a daze. The coachman yelled, but he didn't react, but automatically stepped aside.When he came back to his senses, he realized that the carriage had gone far.How could Night Breeze, who was frightened by everyone in the world, give way to others?
Looking at the flute in his hand, Night Breeze suddenly felt that it became very heavy, so heavy that he couldn't even lift it.what to do?He is a killer, and the main purpose of coming to Yuncheng this time is to kill her.But, she drew his sword, he should keep his promise - the reputation of the killer Night Breeze is also well-known in the Jianghu, whoever wants to kill will be killed, and what he says will be done .

How can I not be known?How do you not break your promise?

kill her?

Yes, as long as you kill her, no one will know how embarrassed he was, and no one will know that he was once defeated by a little girl...

Standing there, thinking too much, the hole flute in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, but he didn't notice it at all.

The dams of Yuncheng's coastal defenses are almost completed. Since Yunting announced his marriage, he no longer invites Su Yu to the seaside to supervise and inspect, and Mr. Su doesn't often go to take care of the business of any store, except to regularly check the accounts.However, even if he doesn't check, those guys are very obedient and don't dare to neglect easily - the ownership of the store is officially registered with the Mayor of Yuncheng, as long as he doesn't personally modify those records, then the ownership of the store will not change .

The weather is just after the rain, the sky is exceptionally blue, and there are even a few snow-white clouds floating in the sky above Jinghua Temple, which inexplicably calms the mind.

This is Su Yu's third visit to Jinghua Temple - the first time was accompanied by Yun Ting, the second time was the sacrificial ceremony before the construction of the embankment started, and this time, he came here alone.

After coming three times, you can get the blessing of the saint, she always remembers this sentence.People are often very strange. They clearly do not believe in their hearts, but when they have nothing to rely on, they still hope to find a little sustenance. They hope that someone can prove it to themselves and tell themselves that everything they believe in is true.

For the Saintess of Yuncheng, it was just a legend. If he didn't believe it, he didn't believe it, and he didn't lose anything if he believed it. If that's the case, why didn't he believe it?

Legend has it that if you touch the jade feet of the saint, you will be blessed by her.

At this time, not many people came to Jinghua Temple to pay homage to the statue of the saint, and the surrounding area was very quiet.The young man was dressed in white and walked along the white jade pagoda flowers spreading all the way to the center of the big altar, where the white jade statue of the saint stood tall.

The saint is beautiful, with a jade-like face and a smile on her lips. Whether it's the snow-white clothes or the slender hands that are gently stretched out, there is no part of her body that does not show kindness and tranquility, especially the pair of amber eyes. , when you look over, you are full of tenderness—neither partial nor desolate, as long as she looks over, you will feel that your heart is being seen through by her in an instant, and you can talk to her about any sin or grievance explain……

Only such a woman can be called a saint.

The young man looked up and felt that the amber eyes were too bewitching, and the memories of the past began to roll over again, the masked happiness, the merciless betrayal, and the unbearable stupidity all came.

cry out.cry out.

For three whole years, I haven't shed a single tear, as if the lacrimal gland has long been necrotic, and will not be easily touched by changes in emotions, but at this moment, it is so sour that it seems that something is about to come out.

Standing there quietly, looking straight at the statue of the saint, perhaps the young man's expression was too focused and ignored other things. I don't know when a young man and a woman came beside him. A string of white jade locust flowers, said: "Master, let's go ask the saint to bless me, and bless our child to be born safely."

The man smiled gently, walked forward, put his hand on the saint's shoe reverently, and closed his eyes, with an expression of absolute loyalty and trust.After a long time, the man opened his eyes, walked back to his wife, put his arms around her waist, gently touched his wife's belly, and said, "Miss, don't worry, our child will be safe."

After finishing speaking, he pressed a kiss on his wife's forehead: "The blessings of the saint can be passed on to the one you really love. No matter what wounds you have, no matter how many misfortunes you have, as long as the saint is around, you will be fine."

At this time, the originally motionless boy turned around and looked at them fixedly.

The man noticed it and smiled gently at him. He didn't know the young man, so he just smiled politely, then turned around and walked out with his wife in his arms, and there were intermittent conversations: "Baiyu Sophora japonica is still inside the altar. The one I bought is the best, and the soul of the saint is also attached to it, but it's a pity that no one is allowed to approach it under the order of the little prince. Ma'am, do you want to pick one?"

"Msanggong, how dare we ask for the little prince's flowers?"

"That's right, the little prince hasn't returned to Yuncheng for eight years."

"Chu is prosperous, maybe..."

As they drifted away, the voice became smaller and smaller, with a completely silent and indifferent attitude.

The boy was still standing under the statue of the saint, motionless.Why can they believe in this so-called saint statue so easily?Why don't you think about it, if the saint can't bless and bless you, how disappointed you will be then?

They don't understand.

The young man let out a low laugh, turned around and was about to leave.She didn't want to understand either.

"Hello." At this time, a black figure behind him suddenly called out, it was a strange voice that he had never heard before, it was cold and awkward, and he seemed extremely unwilling to speak.

The boy was startled, and turned around quickly, but the expression on his face was still full of panic and bewilderment, and his back hit the base of the statue of the saint, which hurt a lot.

The man was dressed in black, tall and tall, with cold eyes and a half silver mask on his face, standing in front of him, silent like a rock.The boy froze for a moment, then looked at him warily: "Is it you?"

Could it be that those words aroused the thief's desire to challenge?He never thought that a thief would dare to walk around so blatantly during the day.

(End of this chapter)