fairy pot

Chapter 2 Isn't this Liaozhai?

No wonder Han Ji is uneducated.

It's just lying around and walking around the world.

In fact, the scene in the study room was beyond his expectation.

Through the small hole, one can clearly see into the study.

Member Liu was burning incense and worshiping a picture of a lady hanging on the wall of the house.

On the painting of the lady, a bewitching beauty, wrapped in mist, walked out of the painting.

As the beauty walked down from the painting, she showed her white teeth slightly, and she never forgot to chat and laugh with the obsessed Liu Yuanwai.

'Could it be that this world is Liaozhai? '

Han Ji looked at the scene in the study and fell into deep thought.

There are many descriptions of this kind of miraculous thing in the ancient story books of the previous life.

Han Ji is also very accepting of this.

After all, things like time travel have happened, and it is not surprising to come to a different world where gods and ghosts exist.

His thoughts turned, but a lot of inspiration came from this, and he thought to himself: "I was still worried, when I took the money and left Kaiyun County, I didn't know where I was going for a while.If there are ghosts and ghosts, I will search for it, and it will not be in vain to travel through it. '

Thinking of this, Han Ji's eyes fell on the picture of the beauty again, pondering: "This painting is so miraculous, maybe it is some kind of god's chance, and now I have met, it must be God's guidance, it should be I got it. '

Thinking this way, Han Ji was not in a hurry to threaten Mrs. Liu to take him elsewhere to get money.

He only tightly covered Mrs. Liu's lips and teeth, and put the hairpin in his right hand, and he did not forget to put it on the soft part, so as to fool the woman not to make a commotion.

Then he looked into the study from time to time, just waiting for Mr. Liu to finish his work.

Han Jiben thought so.

A character like Liu Yuanwai who has many wives and concubines, abandons his wives and concubines, and is obsessed with the beauty in the painting, there must be a happy scene.

Unexpectedly, this member was actually a refined person, he didn't do any dirty things, he only had a cup of tea with the woman in the painting, and then he sent him back satisfied.

Han Ji secretly marveled.

Just at this moment, Liu Yuanwai took off the picture of the beauty with a painting fork and rolled up the scroll with a satisfied face.Carefully wrapped it in a painting bag and put it in a painting tube in a corner of the study.

After such a deed, Shi Shiran, the master of Yuanwai, blew out the lamps and candles.

Only then did he walk towards the door.

Seeing this, Han Ji didn't dare to be lighthearted, and hurriedly dragged Mrs. Liu to hide in a dark place.

He only heard the sound of the study door being closed, and when he probed to see Mr. Liu leaving the yard, he pushed his wife out again.

"Ma'am, it's time to do something." Han Ji pushed him to the door of the study and warned in a deep voice.

Mrs. Liu was threatened by Han Ji, and she witnessed this strange thing that happened to her master in the study.

Hearing Han Ji's words, he became somewhat clear just now, but his complexion remained pale.

Facing Han Ji's order to open the door, she glanced at the wooden door of the study in fear, and said tremblingly: "There... there are monsters in this room, or... I will lead you to another place, and I have some hidden somewhere else." Silver taels..."

"Be honest, why are you talking so much nonsense, just treat yourself like a grandpa?" Han Ji stared, and moved the hairpin in his hand forward again.

"Don't, don't... I'll do it, I'll do it..."

Mrs. Liu pushed open the door of the study with trembling hands and feet, and walked inside step by step.

Han Ji couldn't bear her, so he pushed him in without forgetting to close the door.

Seeing Mrs. Liu standing still, her body stiff and not daring to look around, Han Ji was very unhappy and said, "Hurry up and change the money. When you are happy with that thief, how dare you, a woman, be with that thief?" Thief bald sexed in front of my 'corpse', how could I not see you so timid at that time."

"If you make a mistake again, don't blame the young master for being rude!"

Han Jiwu took the sharp hairpin in Wu's hand, then pinched Mrs. Liu's neck, walked quickly a few steps, walked to the painting tube where the paintings were stored, took the painting bag, and stuffed it at his waist.

Seeing that he even dared to steal this strange painting, Mrs. Liu was even more afraid of him, and she didn't dare to resist any more.

Honestly, he took out a palm-sized wooden box from a corner of the study room, and said in a trembling voice: "In this box, there are some gold and silver coins, as well as fine and soft jade, which are specially prepared by the master for dealing with those dignitaries and nobles. .Even if you buy two houses in the county, there is still some left over, which must be enough for you to spend money on."

Han Ji snatched it away, opened it, and saw a lot of gold, silver and jade, and immediately smiled with satisfaction.

Then he turned his gaze back to Mrs. Liu.

Madam Liu trembled when she saw him, her face changed suddenly: "You said that you won't harm me if you take the money!"

"Don't worry, I still have principles." Han Ji snorted coldly, and then, with Mrs. Liu's frightened expression, he slammed on the side of the woman's neck, knocking her unconscious.

Han Ji has no experience in knocking people down with a sap.

Looking at the fallen woman.

I don't know if my chop killed anyone.

He would not kill unless necessary.

He had killed chickens in his previous life, but if he really wanted to kill someone, he still didn't have the guts to do so.

Secondly, if he leaves, the Liu family must report to the officials.

The pursuit faced by theft and absconding is still different from the battle faced by the "evil slave killing the master".

It's just that I don't care much about it now.

He checked the woman's breath, and seeing that she was still alive, he quietly left the study room, followed some trails in the memory of his predecessor, found the Liu's mansion, and went deep into the darkness.

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"You thief monk, you have hurt me!"

"That little bastard is obviously not dead, but you just said that you have already killed him, causing me to be coerced by him, and I almost lost my life!"

"If it wasn't for my fate, I'm afraid I'd be dead right now!"

The next day, early in the morning.

In a small courtyard of the Liu Mansion, Mrs. Liu vented her anger to Monk Huiming.

Monk Huiming is a tall monk with a handsome appearance. After he had a good time last night, he went back to the guest room to sleep peacefully.

When I woke up early in the morning, there was no movement in the mansion, and I wondered why Han Ji died, and there was no news at all.

Afterwards, he felt that it was not a big deal for a servant to die in this tall mansion.

I never thought that I was invited by Mrs. Liu before I finished my fast.

Hearing the woman's complaints, I just realized what happened last night, and I was immediately puzzled: "My palm contains half the power of my body, even if a bull suffers it, it will die. That kid is like a bamboo pole." My young man, how can I bear this?"

"Besides, I checked his pulse at that time, and he was no longer alive. How could he still be alive? How strange!"

Mrs. Liu stared in dissatisfaction: "Is it time to think about this now? Because of the accident last night, I had to give all the money that the master saved in the study to the thief. When the master knows that the deposit has been stolen, how should I explain to him?" ?”

Monk Huiming said: "What's the matter? That kid acted recklessly, and it's not Madam's fault. Even if Mr. Liu knew the cause and effect, as long as he didn't know the secret between you and me, he would not blame Madam if he cared about the friendship between husband and wife."

Mrs. Liu opened her mouth, intending to mention the beauty painting.

After losing this thing, Liu Yuanwai might not let it go easily.

But after all, the women in the boudoir are taboo about ghosts and gods, so they didn't tell the whole thing.

He only complained: "I don't care about this, this thing happened because of you, but you can't make me suffer."

Monk Huiming was a little helpless, so he had to say: "What's so difficult about this? No one else knows about what happened last night. The theft was discovered by Yuanwai Liu, so you just don't know it. You can't blame yourself."

Mrs. Liu said: "The little thief treated me like this. If you don't explain it, how can you catch him and teach him a lesson?"

"If the master finds out about the theft by himself, the little thief may have run far and wide given his cleverness."

Monk Huiming was dissatisfied, he just felt that this woman had too many things to do.

But he was among the women in Kaiyun County, and he knew the narrow-mindedness of these women best.

Knowing that it was not good, he created a rift with Mrs. Liu and provoked revenge.

So he said: "You and I are related, why are you still worried about this? That little thief treats you like this, naturally I will not let him go."

"I know a few brothers in the beggar's shop near the left. The little thief has never left the county since he was a child, and he must not go far in one night. You can always catch him and make you angry."

Madam Liu frowned when she heard this.

Then recalling what happened last night, his face showed a weak look.

Monk Huiming, a veteran of Hua Cong, didn't know what women need, so he leaned forward, hugged him gently, and comforted him in this small courtyard.

(End of this chapter)