The only way

Chapter 131

In the dark room, it was empty, with only an altar table and a futon for worshipers.

The altar table is made of top-quality carved huanghuali, which is extremely valuable, but there are no tributes on it.

There was not even a single candle in the room, and the surrounding windows were tightly surrounded. The brightly spacious room seemed particularly empty and gloomy.

Behind the altar, several curtains were hung from the beams to completely cover the altar.

She wore a plain white thin jacket with blue hems, and her lower body was paired with trousers with a blue bottom of the same color. She looked ordinary, but was extremely clean.

This is the uniform attire of the lower class girls of the Sun family, unlike those girls with higher ranks, who have red flowers, willow greens, and skirts that drag the floor, these lower class girls do some rough work, so the first choice is naturally dirt-resistant and convenient clothes.

Lingchu took the broom and swept the ground around him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at this remote courtyard in front of him. The vermilion courtyard gate was locked with a copper ring the size of a fist.

There was silence around, and it seemed that no one came here at all.

Here is the place where the evil spirit is the strongest.

Lingchu swept the ground earnestly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

It's only when we get close that we can feel this monster aura, which makes people feel extremely sticky and uncomfortable.

Look at it for another two days, get to the bottom of it, and then settle it as soon as possible. We have only gone halfway through the patrolling area.

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, hurry up, it's time to eat, if you don't go, there will be only leftovers left."

Xiaocao has a sweet mouth and is clever, and follows Qingrong to work in the sewing room, and her work is much easier on weekdays, and she has to find Lingchu to have dinner with her every day.

Putting the broom away, Lingchu smiled, and followed Xiaocao to the big kitchen.

"I told Sister Qingrong to help you transfer here, but you are not, you are not active every time you eat, look at your thin appearance, you have to sweep the floor every day, how can you not eat more?" Xiaocao pulled Lingchu, who was not at all active in eating, was talking in his mouth, like a worried old mother.

Lingchu smiled helplessly. Even if she didn't eat, she wouldn't be hungry. What's more, the food of the next girl, it doesn't matter if she doesn't have spiritual power, and the taste is not very good.

Every time she ate a few mouthfuls, wrapped in spiritual power, and turned into nothingness, food without spiritual power, the taste is not good, for monks, it is equivalent to useless things, and the soul has to be wasted force digestion.

After all, for a monk who is bigu, he can absorb food with spiritual power, and the samsara of mortals has long been lost.

If you eat ordinary food with impurities, if you don't digest it with spiritual power, you will be like ordinary people. The reincarnation of five grains is really extremely troublesome.

Now, Lingchu has to pretend to go to the toilet several times every day, so as not to arouse others' suspicion.

After playing the role of a little maid for a few days, Lingchu was indeed overwhelmed with novelty, and wanted to find out as soon as possible, and then settle this matter, and continue to be her free and easy monk.

In the middle of the night, when everything is still.

In the main courtyard of the Sun Mansion, the master of the Sun family rejected all the maids and women, and respectfully invited a handsome gentleman in pink clothes to enter.

The handsome man in pink looked at Master Sun with a half-smile, and with a wave of his hands, the bedroom door slammed shut.

Among the layers of curtains, a beautiful woman in tulle knelt on a soft bed covered with a brocade quilt, tremblingly staring at the dim candlelight on the ground.

Slightly cold fingers ran along the woman's smooth cheeks, all the way down, passed over the collarbone, and gently pushed aside the tulle.

Feeling the trembling body of the beautiful woman under him, the handsome man showed a satisfied smile, and breathed into the woman's ear, "Ma'am, do you miss me?"

The tent swayed slightly, and the lights flickered on and off.

Listening to the wanton laughter in the room and the woman's low begging for mercy, the old man of the Sun family who was guarding the door half-closed his eyes and said nothing.

After more than half an hour, the door opened with a creak, and the gentleman in pink came out with his hands behind his back, without looking at the old man of the Sun family, he just said, "Tomorrow, there will be a new one."

When the old master of the Sun family heard the words, his brows and eyes immediately showed joy, "Thank you, Zhenjun."

The pink-clothed gentleman nodded in satisfaction, turned into a puff of green smoke, and disappeared.

at the same time.

In the girl's room, Lingchu closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of clear eyes were extraordinarily bright in the night.

There is a monster.

The spiritual power of the fingertips was thin, rubbing the two fingers lightly, and a light pink pill turned into a fine powder, and with the spiritual power, it was drawn into the noses of the sleeping girls in the room.

Haomeng Wan, for monks, is just a good dream, for ordinary people, besides having a good dream, it can also deepen sleep.

It is equivalent to drugs.

The window opened silently, and a figure like light smoke disappeared in the courtyard where the girl lived after a few ups and downs.

"Master, are you crazy? Then, where is that a god? That's a beast! You actually agreed to him!"

While the lights were on and off, a shrill female voice echoed in the yard.

There was no servant around.

The face of the fat man wrapped in a brocade robe changed drastically, and he covered the woman's mouth with a hand wearing a gold ring, and a sternness flashed between his brows, "Don't talk nonsense, do you still want to die?"

The woman in a dark purple skirt pushed away the man's hand covering her mouth, "Fate? Our daughter is my fate! That is our daughter, the only daughter, who is only 14 years old. How can you Promise, how can you promise."

The fat man's expression was gloomy, and he just said in a low voice, "You shouldn't, we all have to die!"

The woman's legs went limp, and she collapsed on the bed with her head bowed, her black hair covering her cheeks, half of her body was illuminated by the candlelight, but the other half was plunged into boundless darkness.

"Death? After all, you are not for the money! For the money, you don't even give up your face and dignity, and you give up your flesh and blood!"

The old man of the Sun family lost his patience, stepped back a few steps, and said in a cold voice, "I made money, but in the end I spent all of it on you. The silk and satin you wear every day, and the bird's nest and shark's fin you eat, are you not relying on it?" money!"

The woman's eyes widened, "I'd rather eat chaff and swallow vegetables and live in a thatched hut than live like this shameless!"

"Enough! Zhenjun will come over in three days, you" Mr. Sun paused slightly, and finally closed his eyes fiercely, "Teach Jiaoer well!"

Teach Jiaoer well?

Tears welled up in the woman's beautiful eyes, "You, is this what your father said?"

Master Sun looked away in some embarrassment, "Needless to say, I have offended a few True Monarchs, I have no money, and it's not Miss Sun's family, how can Jiaoer be worthy of Jiaojiaoer."

"Master, isn't it good for us to make money by ourselves? Isn't it good to live a clean life? As long as we really love Jiaoer, Jiaoer will be the Jiaoerer of our Sun family." Mrs. Sun pulled Master Sun's sleeve, Choked up and said.

She can bear everything, but she is not willing to put a little dust on the pearl she holds in her palm.

Master Sun waved Madam Sun's hand away, leaving only one sentence to prepare, then turned around and left the house, and went to the concubine's room.

The dark purple skirt was scattered on the brocade quilt, and Mrs. Sun's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were inexplicably stained with a few streaks of determination under the candlelight.

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