Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 153

"Master Fan has something to do with you, go in quickly."

Jiang covered her mouth and chuckled, and gently pushed Fang Yao.

Fang Yao suspected that Jiang's eyesight had deteriorated badly during this time, and she didn't see Fan Chen's gloomy face, as if everyone owed him a million and 80 yuan.

She reluctantly climbed into the carriage, sat on the outside, and silently raised her eyelids to look across.

Lanterns were lit in the carriage, and the brazier was lit for a while, not as cold as last night.

Fan Chen has already changed his clothes, the sleeves and neckline of the purple brocade robe are inlaid with gilt patterns, his trousers and shoes have also been changed, and even his hair has been tied up again.

Sure enough, it's a fancy show bag.

The fellow looked unhappy, and without saying a word, he took out a piece of silver from the red purse and threw it on the small coffee table.

Fang Yao lowered her eyes, staring at the fist-sized coin in front of her, and asked tentatively, "This is... for me?"

Finally, Fan Chen couldn't hold back his disdainful gaze towards her, and said with contempt: "I'll tell you to read the words on it."

"..."

Fang Yao, who was once again confirmed to have fallen into the eyes of Qian, felt a little hot on her face, so she hurriedly took a closer look.

There is really a line of small black characters on the silver that is not very obvious.

She picked it up, stumbled and read aloud: "Sister Immortal, I have something urgent, I will meet you later, leave a gift, hope you are happy."

"She did it on purpose."

Fan Chen closed his palm lightly, raised his index finger and tapped on the tea table lightly, almost gnashing his teeth, "She did it."

Fang Yao naturally remembered the little girl. After the woman said those words, she had been doubting, but she still felt a little bit in her heart when she said those words lightly.

The little girl smiled at her inexplicably and sweetly twice. At that time, she thought it was very weird, but she didn't expect to be so perverted!
"She's from the Liu family, right? Did she recognize me? Could it be that she has already secretly tricked me?" She said nervously.

He worked hard to investigate the elder brother of the Liu sisters all night, but Fan Chen, who let a half-grown girl take advantage of the loophole, was in a bad mood, and he said angrily: "As long as your ink Gu worm is here, it is impossible There are other Gu insects who dare to approach you."

"That would be great..." Fang Yao heaved a sigh of relief, although she used the word "Gu", her black balls are still cute.

"Ha ha."

Fan Chen suddenly sneered, "To this day, you finally admit that the ink Gu worm is with you."

"..."

Fang Yao was silent, and rolled her eyes speechlessly, "It's really you, didn't you know it a long time ago, and you deliberately set me up?"

Fan Chen crossed his arms with a bit of complacency, "Of course I know, but I just want to hear it from you."

Fang Yao's eyelids are almost cramp.

But soon, Fan Chen's tone lowered, and his expression became solemn again, "I don't know if that girl is from the Liu family, but there is one thing that is very strange, her Gu is not something that ordinary Gu masters can play."

Fang Yao: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't I tell you before? Zhaonan's Gu poison is divided into grades, and the Gu in the baby's body cannot be refined without ten years of experience."

"Ah, but she doesn't look too old..."

Fang Yao carefully recalled the little girl's face, she looked about the same age as Erya, about eleven or twelve years old.

"Didn't that woman just say that this person is very strong, holding the baby, and can lift her up with one hand." Fan Chen frowned.

Fang Yao's eyebrows were also tangled into twists, she couldn't figure it out: "Why did she want to trick the baby?"

"I don't know." Fan Chen pondered, "It's just that, in order to deceive people, the Gu masters in other places dare not give Gu to people unless they have to."

"as the last resort?"

"Zhaonan has the most insidious killing Gu. Every year, one person must be killed to absorb the blood energy, otherwise the Gu master will suffer backlash." Fan Chen narrowed his peach blossom eyes and expressed doubts, "But the baby's body The Gu worms haven't been taken away, I don't know why."

"..."

Fang Yao was shocked, this is not a little girl, she is clearly a little devil!
Fan Chen rubbed his temples wearily, "The Gu Master must have escaped, you should remember her appearance, I'll find a painter..."

"How much is it to find a painter?" Fang Yao regained consciousness, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "Actually, I can try it too."

Fan Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise, "The yamen should not charge money."

Fang Yao: "Well, then you can find it."

"..."

Fan Chen didn't want to say anything anymore, he took out a piece of silver from his wallet, "Is that enough?"

Fang Yao happily picked it up, "Enough is enough."

Before Fan Chen sneered, she took it for granted, "The little girl mentioned me on the money, and it was originally reserved for me."

Fan Chen was completely defeated by her, and pulled out another ingot of silver and pushed it in front of her, "Take them all away, draw the portrait as soon as possible, I will take a nap."

Fang Yao knew that he hadn't slept all night, so she didn't dare to delay any longer, so she came out with 60 taels of silver in her pocket.

Although it has been said that she will soon be a rich woman with ten thousand taels of silver, but who cares about the money.

She has a lot of people to support.

Outside, the dark green aquatic plants in the shell of the big tortoise are rolling quietly, and the light white smoke wafts out a slightly pungent breath.

Dabao squatted in the carriage, staring at the small incense burner specially placed by Mrs. Jiang, and shouted crisply: "Mother, this incense is almost finished."

"Come on."

Jiang went back, took out an incense stick and lit it, replacing the burnt incense ash on the small incense burner.

Fang Yao knew that this was Jiang's timer for boiling medicine.

It seems that Xiang will have to add more to the next material purchase list.

Not far away, Yang Gao took out a set of carpenter's tools given by his uncle, and was tapping.

With just one glance, Fang Yao knew that the fat man was probably doing something to curry favor with her sister again.

She collected the money and went back to the carriage.

There was no one in the carriage, and Dabao and Xiaomei were playing with Erya and their ox cart to build logs.

In the past two days, she and Jiang Shi were both busy, and Erya and another older girl became the babysitters in the motorcade, taking care of Dabao and the others.

The children's snack list also needs to be added.

Fang Yao was thinking secretly, and took out a pen, paper and inkstone from a small cloth bag that looked like a schoolbag hanging beside the carriage.

She's actually pretty good at drawing.

After a stick of incense has passed.

The door curtain was lifted suddenly, and Fang Yao, who was working hard on painting, was taken aback. She stared at the man at the door and said, "You fucking...you always walk so silently!"

Fan Chen looked at her coldly, "I just wanted to remind you to draw more pictures, but unfortunately, I found out..."

Fang Yao hurriedly stood up, frowned and said, "What did you find?"

Fan Chen sneered: "Don't stop me, I've already seen it. Those few ghost symbols, which are not people, ghosts or ghosts, are the portraits of the people you want to give me?"

"How long has it been? I haven't finished painting yet..."

Fang Yao's face was a little hot. She was full of confidence before, but when she picked up the brush, she suddenly remembered that she couldn't make a brush...

Fan Chen reached out with his long arms, picked up several sheets of paper, and clicked his tongue twice, "The faces on each painting are all unique and different. This is still unfinished. After the painting is finished, tsk, I still I can't even imagine it. Is that girl a multi-headed monster?"

"..."

Fang Yao wished she could use the inkstone to knock this little guy with arsenic on his mouth to death.

It's a pity that now she belongs to the wrong party and has been beaten to pieces.

Fan Chen must have felt that he was deliberately stealing his money.

A gloom filled her heart, but she couldn't vent it.

Suddenly Jiang's slightly reproachful voice came from outside.

"You got the bottom of the pot on your hands, don't touch your face."

(End of this chapter)