River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 175 Strong Body
"And just now in the back garden, who asked you to sing? You even made a paper man for me? What's new?"

Steward Lin criticized the little man in front of him angrily.

However, these little people looked at each other, and seven or eight of them shook their heads again.Said that they did not go to the back garden tonight.

Steward Lin frowned: "Did you all go?"

Seven or eight villains nodded, indicating that they hadn't left the room tonight.

After hearing this, Steward Lin's expression finally changed a bit.

It turned out that the reason why he seemed so courageous was because it was these little devils in his room who usually caused trouble in Duan's mansion.

These little ghosts are all raised by him,

Of course he is not afraid.

But what happened tonight was not done by the kid.

That... the one who sang Huangmei opera, and the one who laughed... and the one who touched a bloody handprint on his back...

After thinking about it, Steward Lin couldn't help shivering.

Then he hurried to the bedside and took out a butcher's knife.

As soon as the saber was unveiled, the seven or eight little ghosts trembled in fright, and immediately withdrew half of their bodies.

This butcher's knife was used by three generations of Lin Guanshi's ancestors, and thousands of livestock were slaughtered under the knife.

It has great murderous aura and fierce power.

Steward Lin is not afraid of evil spirits, and his biggest reliance is this butcher's knife.

Putting the knife on his body, he stomped his feet and said, "Since it's not you, then there must be someone else. Go, you all go out and have a look. Look at this Duanfu, besides you, who else has sneaked in."

The little ghost frightened him of his fierce power, obeyed the order one after another, turned into a dark wind, and floated out of the room in bursts.

For a moment, these seven or eight gusts of evil wind wandered back and forth up and down Duan's mansion.

Almost all of the four courtyards in the southeast, northwest and north have been strolled around.

Also because of the small number of people in the Duan Mansion, when the two little ghosts passed by the West Wing Courtyard, they also felt that there seemed to be more residents in the usually empty courtyard today.

So, the two little ghosts quietly entered the room.

But they just stepped through the door,

In that room, a golden iron sword was buzzing and moving.

The two of them could see it clearly. Judging from the situation, it seemed that as long as they dared to take another half step, the sword would probably fly towards them automatically.

A dangerous breath instantly filled their bodies.

The two little devils were so frightened that they hurried back the same way and retreated far away.

After a while, they all returned to Steward Lin's room one by one and reported the situation to Steward Lin.

The two little ghosts who were in danger in the West Wing Courtyard also told what happened to them.

When Steward Lin heard this, his expression changed: "Dangerous? West Wing Courtyard?"

Isn't the west wing courtyard the guest that He Xiang brought back today?

How could he make the kid feel dangerous?
"He found you?" Steward Lin asked.

The little ghost couldn't speak, he could only gesture with his hands.

Manager Lin looked at it: "You mean, he didn't see you, but he has a sword beside him, which is very fierce?"

The two little ghosts nodded immediately.

"Okay, I see."

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal in Duan's house, Steward Lin didn't say anything more.

Soon, the sky turned bright.

At the beginning of Maoshi, He Xiang woke up from the bed and turned around.

Being a maid probably formed a biological clock.

At this time, we should get up first to prepare for breakfast and cleaning at the host's house.

When she opened her eyes, she thought she was in her own room, so she stretched naturally.

The white abdomen suddenly revealed more than half of the tender skin.

But when he saw that the furnishings of the rooms were different, he realized that this was the guest room in the West Wing Courtyard, Mr. Jiang's room.

She hurriedly restrained her posture, covered her lower abdomen, and looked back gently.Seeing that Jiang Ling was still sitting at the table, he didn't open his eyes.

'Mr. is really a gentleman! '

Feeling at ease, she gently got up and put on her shoes and socks, then opened the door gently, and went out first.

Of course Jiang Ling knew she was gone at this time.

The reason why I didn't greet her was because I was afraid to speak at this time, which would be quite embarrassing.

At the end of Mao's time, He Xiang fetched water and waited outside the door of the room, but did not come in.

Knowing that she was waiting, Jiang Ling made noise in the room.

Only then did He Xiang ask, "Mister, are you awake?"

"Ah."

"My slave fetched the washing water, is it convenient to come in at this time?"

"come in."

With his permission, He Xiang walked in with water and a brand new square scarf.

"Sir, did you rest well last night?"

"good."

While speaking, she soaked the towel in water, rubbed it for a while, and then brought it, "Can you wash your face, sir?"

"It's not necessary, I'll do it myself."

Jiang Ling took the scarf and wiped it himself.

He Xiang smiled slightly, bowed and stepped back three steps: "Sir, wait a moment, slave has already made breakfast for him, and I'll bring it here."

He backed away and returned after a while, bringing a bowl of bird's nest and lotus seed soup, and two or three kinds of pastries.

It tastes good in Jiangling.

He asked her, "Did you do this?"

He Xiang nodded: "I don't know anything else, I can only do this. This was taught by an old mother before."

"The workmanship is very good."

"Mr. likes it."

After he finished his breakfast, He Xiang asked him what his plans were next.

Duan Duan had explained that if Jiang Ling wanted to stay in Jinmen, he could always live in this mansion.

Moreover, Duan Duan is going to the capital in the next few days, but Mrs. Duan is staying in Jinmen.

In the past few days, I will also go back to this ancestral house to pay respects to my ancestors.

Hearing what she said, Jiang Ling stopped being polite.

Duan Daguan treated him like this, it must be to ask him to take care of Mrs. Duan when needed.

He said to He Xiang: "If it is convenient for Miss He Xiang, you can take me around this Jinmen city in the next few days."

He Xiang was delighted, "Of course it's convenient, the high official just asked Nu'er to treat Mr. well."

Halfway through breakfast, there was a visitor outside the door.

It was Nalin who was in charge.

He came alone, also with a lunch box.

When I got here, I smiled and said, "Last night, I disturbed my husband's rest, and today I am here to apologize. Please don't blame me, sir."

Opening the lunch box, what he brought was a stewed turtle.

Put it on the edge of Jiangling, and whispered to him: "This soft-shelled turtle was caught by the fishermen last night. It is fresh. If you eat it, you will strengthen your body and become more courageous in the battle." refer to.

"Thank you very much." Jiang Ling also smiled slightly, not brushing off his face.

"Then don't disturb the gentleman's meal, my servant, take your leave."

After Steward Lin left, He Xiang stared at the bowl of stewed turtle, hesitating to speak.

Jiang Ling suddenly said: "Miss He Xiang, pour it for me."

He Xiang's eyes lit up, and a hint of joy appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Okay, sir."

Picking up the bowl of stewed turtle, he hurried out.

After pouring it down, she came back in a hurry and asked him: "Sir, why don't you want this stewed turtle?"

Jiang Ling said: "Compared to Miss's bird's nest and lotus seed soup, this stewed soft-shelled turtle is too ugly and affects appetite. It's better to keep it out of sight this early in the morning."

Hearing the fragrance of the lotus, he couldn't help laughing, his eyes smiled like peach blossoms: "Mr. is right."

(End of this chapter)