Chapter 94 Anti-masochism 1
That night.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, like thick ink that cannot be melted.

On such a dark and windy night, it is best to do bad things.

The few people who went out to do bad things tonight arrived at each other's location in perfect synchronization.

People sent by Han Erye attacked Feng Ranhua and his group.

People from the Xie Longyi faction want to arrest Fengranhua and a pair of sons and daughters.

There is also Fengranhua who is taking Bai Qiji to the second master Han's residence in the east of the city.

At this time, a courtyard in the east of the city.

Second Master Han wanted to wait for the news, so he ordered someone to serve a table of wine and food, and called his favorite Aunt Yu to accompany him.

After Aunt Yu heard about the young master's accident, she was planning to tell the master about the incense offering a few days ago. The master has been worried about the lack of children in the family, so she must be able to get some benefits today.

All the aunts in the family have shops in their hands. Because she comes from a brothel, she has no confidence, so she will ask the master for it today.

Aunt Yu is very good at boudoir art, after a few glasses of wine, her eyes blurred and blinked, she picked up a thin shirt as if unintentionally, the clothes slipped slightly, revealing her fragrant shoulders.

Two balls of mud stuck tightly together.

A jade hand wrapped around the old man's back, so that Second Master Han looked at the charming little fairy in front of him, and there was a primitive restlessness in his heart, and his eyes became hot.

Second Master Han immediately coughed twice, signaling the servant girl who was serving the marquis to back down.

"My lord, I went to the temple today to pay respects to the Guanyin who gave me my son. I never wanted to ask for a lottery on a pillar. The expert who unwrapped the lottery said that this year I will be pregnant with Lin'er."

Aunt Yu's voice was crisp and greasy.

When there was no one else in the room, Second Master Han anxiously hugged Ke Rener in his arms, gnawed wildly, and stretched his big hands in restlessly.

Randomly grabbed.

In an instant, a charming blush appeared on Aunt Yu's pretty face, and that seductive posture made Second Master Han feel parched, and his desire burned.

He roared anxiously:

"My son is good, the master is short of a son!"

After finishing speaking, Second Master Han picked up Aunt Yu and walked towards the inner room, and then bursts of melancholy sounds came from the room.

After a burst of ups and downs, Aunt Yu lay down beside the contented Second Master Han.

Taking out her usual signboard, she stretched out a slender finger and gently drew a circle on Erye Han's chest, then sighed softly, and said with a very sad expression:

"Master, I went to Qingjue Temple a few days ago to ask for a lottery, and the eminent monk who released the lottery said that I would definitely be pregnant with Lin'er today.

As soon as I heard it, I happily said that I would cross the silver body for the Bodhisattva, so that Lin'er could be born in my stomach early.That day Wu Shi and his wife were also offering incense. They laughed at the concubine's body for a while, saying that there is no one who crosses the silver body for the Bodhisattva. "

After a while, Aunt Yu cast a winking glance at the master, and saw the master's eyes half-closed, and said:

"But... for the Bodhisattva to take the silver body, all the money the concubine can give. Master, you said... the concubine has passed the silver body, so Lin'er will not be born in my stomach?"

"Wu Jinshen, the master is not short of these few silver coins." Second master Han pinched her Liuliu's buttocks.

"Madam is always virtuous in taking care of the family affairs. If I... violate the rules, Madam might be angry. I thought about it, got over and performed a ritual, leaving Lin'er at our house." Aunt Yu said softly In the rain, stick tightly and let him do whatever he wants.

Madam is a tigress, the most polite.

Han Erye thought for a moment, "You took my seal and went to the grain shop in the east of the city to get the silver."

Aunt Yu realized half of her idea, she was very obedient and sent herself up.

As early as half an hour ago, by the wall of the west courtyard.

Suddenly, two black shadows descended from the sky, one in front and one in the back, touching Han Qian to the inner courtyard.

Near the base of the wall, Fengranhua stretched out his hand to sense the direction of the wind, and at the place along the wind, he let the medicinal powder in his hand dry, and a gust of wind blew the powder in the air into the nostrils of the guards and servants in the courtyard.

Within half a quarter of an hour, everyone's bodies softened, and they fell down with "plop... plop...".

It was as quiet as snow all around.

After a while, as if the empty courtyard was empty, only the chirping of summer insects and cicadas could be heard.

Feng Ranhua and Bai Qi grandly leaped over the arch and entered slowly, wearing black clothes and skirts, meandering past the cold threshold.

Suddenly approaching the door, a small soliloquy broke into the corner.

"Hey, I actually fainted. Today is indeed a good opportunity."

Feng Ranhua and Bai Qi stopped, and the three of them met each other.

The little figure was frightened at first, and then saw Feng Ranhua and the other two dressed in black with a mask, waved the dagger in his hand and said joyfully: "Did you knock his guard down!"

Shouldn't she be afraid?

A group of shadows came out from a dark corner, it was a girl in coarse cloth and short gray clothes, her body was at the shoulder height of the wind-dyed painting, she estimated that the young girl was twelve or thirteen years old.

For some reason, the little girl felt inexplicably at ease seeing the two of them. It had been six months since she sold herself to the Han Mansion, and she sneaked into the young master's yard in the middle of the night, not twenty times, but ten times. She never waited for the right opportunity.

Today she had a strong feeling that she could get what she wanted today. When she thought of this, there was a little excitement in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by vigorous hatred, and she asked affirmatively:

"I know, you must be the same as me, seeking revenge from Han Qian?"

Have a grudge!

Feng Ranhua casually said: "What hatred?"

As the moonlight cools down, it seems that even the air has become thinner.

The little girl quickly lowered her head in depression, her clenched hands were trembling, she sucked her nose and said in a low voice:

"My sister...was trampled by him...and committed suicide by jumping into the river, and my parents were also beaten to death by him."

Feng Ranhua has been paying attention to the little girl's expression, the vigorous hatred does not seem to be fake, and twisted her fingertips, a little pale.

brute!

There is also Han scumbag, a waste of garbage, pampering relatives.

"Let's go, avenge your sister." Feng Ranhua walked forward first, gently opened the door, came to Han Qianze's bed, looked at him with interest, like watching a bird about to enter the net prey.

Han Qian returned home today. He had just connected his right leg that was broken by Feng Ranhua during the day. He screamed in pain for several hours and fell into a drowsy sleep.

In order to let him sleep peacefully at night, Mrs. Han set off hypnotic incense in the room.

The moon hung in the middle, glowing with cold light, the watery moonlight projected in from the window lattice, spread all the way onto his bed, his eyes widened suddenly as if in response, several figures approached the bed.

The two, one, one, and one were against the light, but a strange light shone in their pair of dark pupils.

Han Qian felt that he might have seen a ghost.

The three figures are like ghosts, like ghosts from hell.

Moved!

The sound of knives.

"You... who are you?" Han Qian shrank into the bed desperately, shaking his mutilated right leg in cold sweat.

The three of them were silent, they could only hear.

brush!
brush!
The little girl and Bai Qi drew out a short dagger respectively.

Han Qian shouted in horror:

"save--"

The scream for help suddenly sounded, but disappeared in an instant.

Bai Qi, with quick eyes and quick hands, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and it melted as soon as it entered his mouth, while Han Qian was speechless for a moment, only twisting his ferocious face.

(End of this chapter)

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