Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 43
Suddenly, Hula, a basin of water was poured on his head, and Huo Ruyuan was caught off guard, his robes were all wet immediately, and strands of hair were stuck to his forehead, looking extremely distressed.

"Who!" Huo Ruyuan wiped the water, pressed the fire and looked up.

A small head protruded from the eaves of the gate, with a cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, trembling in panic: "I'm sorry, honored guest! I missed it, and I didn't hold it steady! The main hall is cleaned, and I have to clean the eaves, I'm really sorry! "

"It's you again?" Huo Ruyuan raised his eyebrows and sneered calmly.

Dong Lin was terrified, his face was pale, and he stammered: "Yes...it's Dong Lin... I'm sorry, honorable guest, it's Dong Lin's fault...Dong Lin really couldn't hold his hand firmly, the water basin slipped... ...Dong, Donglin has some savings, pay, pay for the shirt of the distinguished guest..."

"Oh, you can afford it..." Huo Ruyuan was about to refute, when he glanced at the neighbors who were about to watch a new play from the corner of his eye, and changed the topic abruptly, "It's nothing, it's just the clothes, it's good that you didn't get hurt. Climb to such a high place Place, you pay attention to safety, come down first, I don't blame you."

The onlookers immediately admired him and gave Huo Ruyuan a thumbs up.

Dong Lin also gratefully agreed, and got down from the roof, but didn't return to the side of the yard, but came to the outside of the yard, Huo Ruyuan's side, he walked forward, as if he wanted to wipe off the water stains for Huo Ruyuan.

"No need..." Huo Ruyuan just wanted to reach out to block him.

But he didn't expect that before his hand touched him, the young man staggered, fell to his buttocks and squatted, and looked at Huo Ruyuan with teary eyes.

"My dear guest, is it Donglin's? Don't hit me! Donglin will pay for your shirt! Huh!"

The young man looked terrified, and shrank back, like a wounded deer, with teardrops hanging in his eyes, but they didn't fall.

So this gesture caused the surrounding neighbors to explode.

"My lord, don't remember the faults of villains. Since Mr. Huo Lang is going to participate in the martial arts, he will be an official in the future, so he has no heart at all?"

"People say they're going to pay for your shirt, and you don't blame yourself, so why are you doing it behind your back, so you're doing it wrong?"

"Oh my God, Dong Lin is only 14 years old. Seeing him cry makes me cry too!"

"This Mr. Huo Lang is really not good, in various aspects!"

Huo Ruyuan stared blankly at the hanging hand, he was sure that he hadn't touched the young man, and seeing the tearful appearance of the young man, it was as true as he said.

Even he doubted himself, I really touched him... No, I didn't!

Huo Ruyuan roared in his heart, wanting to justify something, but the wind of public opinion has become more and more unfavorable to him, if he continues to speak, it may backfire.

Huo Ruyuan gritted his teeth: "Isn't it Lin Dong, I remember."

He turned around and got into the car to leave, the wheels creaked, and he left the bamboo house with blank eyes and disdain.

Later that day, Jin Mingwei brought back the invitation from the crack in the door, and A Tuan was next to him yelling to burn it, Jin Mingwei thought about it, and decided to keep it.

Huo Ruyuan might have something to do with Suo Jinque, she could tell the difference between the serious and the serious, and still wanted to leave a leeway, except for Dong Lin's eyes that could almost pierce the invitation, Jin Mingwei rewarded Dong Lin with half a day's leave, it should be credited to him for his great contribution.

"Donglin, I can go wherever I want to play!" Jin Mingwei was in a good mood.

"Well, then Donglin will go to the nearby mountains to see the scenery!" Donglin packed up his simple luggage, carried a lantern, and left the academy.

Crossing Banpan Ridge and passing several streams, the young man's route did not follow the official route. Instead, he looked at the notch on the bamboo pole from the corner of his eye, which seemed to be some kind of mark guiding his direction.

So from day to night, the lanterns are lit, the egrets return to the forest, one person and one orange fire, sinking into the depths of the dark bamboo forest.

Finally arrived at a certain place, the night wind was blowing all around, the bamboo shadows were shaking, and the area reflected by the lantern was only half a foot around the body, and it was pitch black any further.

There was a slight rustling sound from the bamboo leaves, Dong Lin put the lantern on the ground, pointed it in a certain direction, and walked into the darkness.

"Come out." Donglin stopped and said a few words.

"Ouch, I almost ran into you!" A young man exclaimed in a low voice, "Your ability to see things at night is really good. I rely on hounds to guide the way, and my four eyes are not as good as your two!"

"Are you comparing my eyes with the eyes of a beast?" Dong Lin's voice sounded like a smile.

The man was startled, and hurriedly apologized: "I don't dare! This is not to avoid exposure, I dare not let even a little bit of light through! After a while, if there is a little wind, there will be moonlight. The eyes of us mortals are not white. long!"

The man called himself a mortal, and he was careful to curry favor with the boy, or rather, the ghost.

Donglin is silent, so why is he not a mortal?
However, there were too many missions such as sneak attack and assassination at night, and he was required to kill him with one blow in the dark, otherwise he would be the one who died, so he was forced to exercise his extremely keen senses, replacing eyes in the dark, and becoming a What people call night vision.

"My lord, don't remember the faults of villains! The little one can't speak, and your prime minister can hold a boat in your stomach! Please spare me!" Seeing that Dong Lin didn't respond, the man was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed frantically.

The young man in front of him is full of murderous crimes, no one knows how many people he killed, and he doesn't mind one more tonight.

Donglin sighed softly, and looked at the night sky: "It is estimated that there are still three quarters of an hour before the moonlight comes out."

"Yes? There's still a while..." The man also subconsciously looked at the sky, showing his neck.

Suddenly, he felt the coolness around his neck, and the boy's excited voice rang in his ears: "There is still a while for you to talk nonsense, it's so boring, why don't we play a game? How many lifelines do people have in their necks? If you get injured, you will bleed profusely, which will lead to death directly, and there are a few things that are not critical, if you deal with the injury in time, you will not die."

After a pause, the boy giggled, "Guess which one I hurt just now?"

The man's scalp felt numb, and when he touched his neck, the tentacles were viscous liquid.

The murder weapon seemed to be just a bamboo leaf.

"Yes, yes..." The man was so frightened that his whole body softened, his tongue trembling like a sieve.

"Huh? I'll give you another chance!" The young man tilted his playful head.

The man suddenly felt the warmth of his crotch, and howled in a low voice like killing a pig: "It's the master!! It's the master who asked the little one to ask you, the chess piece you chose to do good is too stupid, and it makes you fall short. Would you like to think about it? Have you cooperated with the master?"

"It would be better if it was thicker..." Dong Lin retracted the bamboo leaves, inhaled the smell of blood in the air, feeling a little regretful, as if he didn't listen to the man's words.

The man hurriedly pressed his neck to stop the bleeding, his forehead was sweating like boiling water, could it be thicker?And what's with that expression?

Thinking of those terrifying legends on the front line of the army, the man felt that it was understandable again, and said with ashes on his face: "Your proposal to our master... The master is in a hurry, please..."

"The poisoning incident was revealed, and Manman got the clues, and was about to follow the clues to continue the investigation." Dong Lin answered suddenly, "Yes, you should be urgent, otherwise your master will die faster than Lu Xingshan."

After thinking about it, the boy blushed again, showing an obsessed expression, and murmured softly.

"Ah, as expected of me, I'm so smart... I can't help it, I want to take you away..."

The man was already frightened, and he tried his best to agree: "The master is missing a counselor like you! If you cooperate with the master, no matter how smart the Jin family is, no matter how you investigate, crushing her to death is just a matter of using one's fingers. Son?"

　I changed chapters 10-40. I suggest returning to the review I read before February, and fixed some bugs. The plot should be smoother.

　　
　
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