Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 155 A Strong Wind Comes in the Hole 3
"Girl, you don't have to worry about this matter, the master will definitely clean it up for you." Si Ya said while she was talking, sneaking her hands over and over again.

The activity in my heart didn't stop: Maybe they will all rush to the farmland in the eastern suburbs to work in the sun like Guard Pei,

Send another supervisor, whoever is lazy will be whipped, and whoever dares to resist the whip plus punches and kicks...

"Then... how do you know what I'm thinking?" A tree demon raised his idiot face.

Si Ya smiled: "Girl, it's written all over your face, so obviously, if I can't see it again, wouldn't I be a fool?"

Shen Shuyao lowered her head in thought, stretched out her paws and touched her face.

Could it be that there are two lines of big characters written so clearly on her face: I want to take revenge, but I am alone and weak, and I am afraid that I will not be able to hold the revenge, but will be punished by others instead.

"Girl, don't worry, the master may be dealing with those people!"

"Hmm... it's being cleaned up, so... tell me, I...do you want to go and have a look!"

"Then go and see how cowardly they are now..."

"Look at their cowardice?"

"Um……"

"Then...help me climb out."

"okay……"

Siya is excited, excited again, great, great, she must have burnt a lot of high incense in her previous life, otherwise how could she take advantage of so much today, touched the idol's small shoulder, this... I touched my body. ,

The idol bathes, the idol gets out of the bath, the idol changes clothes, wow... this is a dragon!
Here, Shen Shuyao is struggling to climb out of the big tub where she can commit suicide, to change clothes, to inquire, to see the condition of her "enemy".

After Yue Heng returned to his room, he started to investigate who did the blood splashing?

Pull all the mentally disturbed and listless creatures in the mansion, whether they are humans or dogs, to the old locust tree in the front yard, and the housekeeper, Lao Huang, takes the lead and kneels on the ground.

A cup of tea, a grand master's chair, a Boshan stove on the table, a slightly drunken incense stick, and a stick of incense in the middle of the incense burner, the green smoke scattered into the morning breeze.

In the end, it was less than a stick of incense, and the young and old in the mansion confessed and unanimously pushed the culprit to the evil mobilizer--the housekeeper Lao Huang~~~
(End of this chapter)