Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 345 Chen Jinhua fades
[Actually, I’ve seen it all.

A lot of blood splashed on my face through the paper window.

It has been many years now, and I can still remember the warmth of the blood that hit my face that day.

It was so hot that it burned half of my life.

Everyone said that you were forced to marry your father.

But no one knows what role a father plays in the family.

He is the inheritor of magic, and it is true that he has learned black magic, but those things are what you want him to do.

What you want is always in the palm of your hand.

What else are you dissatisfied with?
Is it because my father brought up the beginning of this relationship?
Is it because his father is not as good-looking as Yang Jiangyue?

So I must recognize Yang Jiangyue as my father?
But he is not my father. Just like you don't love your father, Yang Jiangyue doesn't love you either. He doesn't love you even if he jumps off a building.

You took me to my new home and said Yang Jiangyue was my new father but he was never my father.

A real father will not be prepared to kill his children with a pen more than once.

My shoulders still have scars from him.

I miss my dad so much.

Although many people say he is bad to the core, I still miss him very much.

It's not fun in big cities, it's fun when he takes me riding a big horse through the fields.

Maybe when you killed dad, I should have followed him and not been alive anymore.

In this case, I don't have to be fed dumplings made of that kind of meat.

We can live and die together with Xiaojuan, and we don’t have to live with this face all the time.
Oh, Xiaojuan.

Do you remember?
She is my master's daughter, and she had already agreed to marry me.

But I wrote to you last time saying that I found Master and you found her.

she left.

I often wonder, have you forgotten that I have double pupils?
Because these methods of yours cannot avoid me at all.

I actually know them all.

so.
Why do you want me to go back?

I've already arrived early tomorrow and can't go back.

Take your dumplings and win over those dignitaries.
For me, immortality is not that good.

I am going to tell people's fortunes. If someone comes to tell me, I will live for one day. If no one comes, I will die.

Anyway, as long as you don't look for me, I'll be fine. 】

This letter is a farewell letter.

Yang Jian's character seems to be more like that 'miraculous doctor' who has long since died in the long river of time.
I tried all my skills in vain, but I still made a mistake.

I got to know the Tzu Ching girl too early, so I gave Yang Jinhua the character of the Tzu Ching girl who is cold-faced, venomous, friendly to her own people, and cruel to outsiders.

But Yang Jinhua has never been a Tzu Ching girl, and she cannot have anything to do with this name.

The 'miraculous doctor' who passed away early.

The 'miraculous doctor' whose name I have heard for a long time but whose person I have never seen is the second Tzu Ching girl.

No, it's still wrong.

In fact, everyone is an individual, and no one is the second person.

In this life of a Tzu Ching girl, Yang Jinhua is actually beyond her reach.

After all, the Tzu Ching girls were very kind to themselves, but Yang Jinhua attacked her husband, forced her biological son to divorce, and even caused nearly a hundred girls to disappear in more than ten years.
This Yang Jinhua is as evil as the outside.

Her name is not worthy of appearing together with Yang Jinhua.

I put down these letters, closed the drawer again, raised my eyes, and from the corner of my eye, I saw that the bathroom door had opened at some point, and steaming steam was coming out. Yang Jinhua was wrapped in a bath towel, standing not far away looking at me.

Yang Jin's face was full of smiles, and he said coldly: "You are rummaging through my things."

"Did I tell my servants that no one can go up to the third floor?"

"Liu Bai, I let you go once, do you think you can escape the second time?"

"You actually brought someone up here?"

Yang Jinhua narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced across the two stiff-looking people beside me, and then fixed them on my face.

If it were in the past, if I was thinking about "not killing anyone for half a year", I would still act like a fool.

But now, there is no need.

As Officer Zeng said, there are disadvantages to alerting the enemy, but there are also advantages.

Officer Zeng felt that this would scare people away from committing crimes.
But I have other understandings.

It is definitely not as good as "cutting off the grass and eradicating the root" to alert the snake.

Officer Zeng and the others have gathered clues on Yang Jinhua, but they are unable to convict because there is no substantive evidence.

And I don't need to care so much.

Now that we already know that she can harm people, not to mention that she may harm others in the future, just saying that she has harmed so many people before, this matter cannot be easily reversed.

Now is no longer the time to be afraid, it is me who is going to take action.

I pondered for a few seconds, stood firm facing the other person, and said softly:

"Where are the bodies of those girls you killed before?"

Yang Jinhua originally had a frosty look on his face. When he heard this, his expression froze and changed instantly. For a long time, it finally settled on an expression called 'sarcasm':
"As expected, I said that Yang Jian has been dead outside for so many years and has been quarreling with me because of that Xiaojuan. How could he have an illegitimate daughter and ask me to take good care of you?"

"You were indeed the one he called to deal with me, right?"

"You want to collect evidence of my crime, hand it over to the police, and then get rid of me?"

"You don't even see if you are qualified!"

Yang Jinhua took two steps towards me with brisk steps, but was blocked by my two stand-ins, one on the left and one on the right holding a sword.

No matter how angry she was, she couldn't make any progress.

Yang Jinhua looked at the cold light emitting Ming Dao and sneered:
"I advise you to think clearly about how much my useless son has given you. No matter how much it is, he is dead, and I can definitely give you more."

"Things in Vanity Fair are complicated, as you have seen before. I have been operating in Shucheng for so many years."

The originally sarcastic expression on Yang Jinhua's face relaxed a little bit, and she lowered her head in disbelief and looked at her fair and soft chest.

There is a gap in the chest that is only the size of a paper seam.

There was no blood coming out, just a line of blood.

This is the secret method of tying paper, the content of the sixteenth chapter - 'turning paper into a blade'.

Occasionally, some people who seek revenge in the world often use a piece of poker paper to break the glass and hit the balloon from a distance of fifty meters.
These are all derivatives of this technique.

A papermaker does not only know how to make paper and some daily necessities, but also cars and horses.

Weapons are actually included.

It's just that some papermakers don't want to show their sinister looks, so they don't often make these things.

And I, not only know how to do it, but I also really don’t like to listen to nonsense.

I have always been curious about why the protagonist in the movie still has to undergo rehabilitation even though he knows that the other person is committing a crime.

The other party himself admitted that he had committed a crime, and there was no chance of clearing his name.

If she doesn't die, who will?

me?

So, instead of letting me be this lonely ghost, let someone else do it.

Hey, no bells and whistles