You didn't discuss the pit of fast crossing

Chapter 26 Tricking You in Rebirth in the Ancient World of Revenge (1)
As the sky gradually turned cloudy, Ning Jiu sped up her pace a little, until she saw the mansion she had just bought not far ahead, and then slowed down.

"Little girl, let's make a wish." The old man looked at Ning Jiu with a smile and squinted his eyes. The kind warmth made Ning Jiu stop involuntarily. The old man curled his lips and beckoned, "Come on."

He stepped forward with a chuckle, "I made a wish, will it really help me come true?"

The old man shook his head, spread out a piece of paper and handed the brush to Ning Jiu, and said with a smile, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Ning Jiu pursed her lips and smiled, stroked her sleeve with her left hand, and wrote down with her right hand—finding her relatives.

The old man didn't read what Ning Jiu wrote, but just shook his head, "Little girl, you write wishes for others, what about your own?" After she paused, Ning Jiu stared blankly at the old man, her heart gradually turned cold, and her eyes were not friendly. staring at the old man.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, he smiled and said: "It seems that the old man guessed right, it's not surprising, the girl didn't feel anything when she wrote this wish, but when other people come to the old man to write down their wishes, they have to think twice before they can bear it." It's worth writing, so the old man guesses that the girl is writing down wishes for others."

He drooped his eyes and remained silent, staring at the word '亲' blurred by ink dripping on the paper. At some point, there was thunder and rain poured down.

Ning Jiu looked up and saw the paper that the old man gave her again. She put down the brush, took the paper with both hands, and held the pen again. Every time she drew a stroke, the same person appeared in her eyes and mind.

'Looking for silence'

Handing the paper to the old man, the old man hung the paper circle on the beam of the roof. He picked up an oil-paper umbrella and put it in Ning Jiu's palm, pointing to the wish paper with the word 'Xun Mo' written on it, and said, "Little girl, The day your wish is fulfilled, remember to come back and take it back, and, believe it or not, feel at ease.”

Staring at the paper hanging on the roof beam, Ning Jiu leaned over to express her thanks, and opened the oil-paper umbrella to enter the rain curtain.Believe it or not, feel free.Does she want to believe it or not? If she does, will he really appear?Shake your head, let yourself stop thinking about it, let it be.

"Brat, I didn't know this was your grandfather's place! Don't pretend to be dead here!"

"Smelly beggar, stay away from here, if you disturb grandpa, be careful and I will kill you!"

"My God! Look at what he looks like, hahaha, no wonder he is a beggar!"

There was an alley on the way, and the sounds of beating and cursing fluctuated up and down, reaching Ning Jiu's ears. Ning Jiu paused for a while, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in her eyes, then she stepped up and ignored it.

"Yo, look, his eyes dare to stare at me, hahaha, courting death!"

"What else can a disfigured face do! Talk! Hahaha, you can't even speak!"

Listening to the voice from inside, Ning Jiu remembered something, turned around and turned into the alley.Standing at the entrance of the alley, looking at the five people in the corner, the four beaters and the one beaten.

Suddenly his eyes were fixed, and only the pair of raised phoenix eyes were left in his mind.

Unyielding, unwilling, cold and arrogant, unruly and disdainful.

Laughter overflowed and echoed in the empty alley. This is the Ninth Prince of Muyun Kingdom. Even after falling into this field, he did not give in. She likes that look in his eyes.

The four men stopped beating and looked up at the woman holding the oil-paper umbrella. Her black hair was lightly raised, and the corner of her mouth was a light smile. When the rain hit, the white gauze skirt was dotted with mud and the hem of her clothes was wet. He didn't look embarrassed at all, standing there alone was like a fairy walking out of an ink painting, as bright as a bright moon.

"Boom——" The lightning flashed by, and the afterglow hit the woman's body. The woman slowly raised her eyes, her obsidian-like black pupils gleamed coldly, the smile on the corner of her mouth remained unchanged, her red lips opened and closed, Following the sound of thunder, it slowly sounded in the dark and gloomy alley: "It's raining, why don't you go home?"

(End of this chapter)