I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 109

Jiang Anning squeezed her hands and slowly exhaled.

It was hard for her to imagine that if she hadn't followed her mother's instructions and secretly turned her and her father's bones into a round bone with potion and stored them in that remote and ruined mountain temple, or if she hadn't been able to If you don't have time to do this, your parents will be in trouble.

Those people, those people!

Jiang Anning was filled with hatred and clenched her teeth. She must, must find these people one by one and kill them one by one!
for sure!
Xie Yutong suddenly felt that the quiet and frail girl in front of him had a wave of resentment lingering around him.

She gradually became interested in Jiang Anning.

Jiang Anning felt a scrutinizing gaze and lowered her eyebrows slightly. She tried to calm down as much as possible, hiding the resentment in her heart and making it look like nothing happened.

Soon, she focused her attention on Song Yao again.

Chaohuang embroidery workshop.

Zi Su glanced at the kitchen, which was still banging, and couldn't help but quietly asked: "Are the men in the kitchen going to be dealt with together?"

Zisu shook his head: "I don't know."

Mrs. An guessed, her face already a little unhappy.

Zi Su looked slightly embarrassed. In fact, when she went to Huichun Medical Center to deliver pear water, she briefly explained her wife's plan to Jiang Anning.

"Could it be that Jiang Anning couldn't handle the situation, so she couldn't help but take responsibility and chose to escape?"

As a result, no one looked at her at all.

Zi Su said with some confusion: "I'm stupid, I really can't figure it out. Madam, why did you suddenly decide to cover up Jiang An Ning?"

Mrs. An was surprised: "Is it possible that she has never been afraid at all?"

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many good-for-nothing dudes doing evil all day long.

Just when Zisu was about to be unable to withstand the pressure and knelt down to plead guilty, Mrs. An suddenly chuckled.

Who would have thought that this person just said a faint "hmm" and said nothing more.

Mrs. An's expectations for Jiang Anning began to be greatly reduced.

Mrs. An herself was a little confused: "It's strange to say that this is not the first time I have seen this girl. At first, I just thought that the little girl was a bit arrogant and confident. She is not big, but her tone is not small. Even to embroider a screen based on a playing cat, I dared to agree without hesitation. I really don’t know what the world is.”

She deliberately wanted to ask a few questions, but at least there was someone who could only say a few words. When she came back, she would be able to say something.

"Did you tell Jiang Anning?" Mrs. An took a sip of tea.

"Gone."

How could Zisu imagine that Jiang Anning, who was clearly in the Huichun Medical Center, had heard the conversation between Mrs. An and others in the backyard of Chaohuang Xiufang, who were plotting to erase Sheng Yuewen's death? A total of seventy-seven or eighty-eight.

"Not to mention the similarity with Sang Jingwan, people often say that the daughter is Xiao's father, but at that time, I didn't see any similarity between that girl and the one named Jiang."

"What happened? What did she say? It deserves your hesitation."

"I'm sorry to be honest, but Jiang Anning is really not easy to deal with... Why do you want to take the trouble?"

"At that time, I only saw in her face the energy of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. I didn't see any similarity between her and Sang Jingwan."

"Maybe it's because this girl looks so much like her."

"That's really weird."

After all, Sang Jingwan died when this girl was still young.

Just looking at it is annoying.

Mrs. An stroked her nails lightly and didn't speak for a long time.

She said: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Without his own mother to educate him, without words and deeds, I am afraid that even with the influence of blood relationship, this person may not be half as good as his own mother... It's not like there are no dragons, phoenixes, chickens, and mice. No holes will be made.

Mrs. An glanced at the person: "What's wrong?"

Zi Su bit her lower lip slightly and hesitated for a moment: "There is no point in escaping, she..."

"This is really strange."

Even though Huichun Medical Center and Chaohuang Xiufang are close to each other, they are only separated by a street, so it is difficult to hear the voices in their respective backyards without shouting loudly.

Mrs. An was just surprised for a while and then put the matter behind her.

She put down the tea cup and looked at Zi Su, with unconscious disbelief in her voice: "It's gone?"

"I told you."

"She said, got it." Zisu said bravely.

After a while, Mrs. An still didn't hear anyone say anything, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised in her eyes.

Zi Su's voice paused slightly, and her face showed a bit of displeasure.

"Let her go."

Even if you shout loudly, you may not be able to hear anything.

Mrs. An frowned and became even more unhappy.

I thought that even if this person didn't shed tears of gratitude, he should still be thankful to God, right?

Mrs. An frowned as she spoke.

This thing is really strange.

She had obviously met Jiang Anning several times, but she didn't recognize her, and couldn't even imagine what she looked like when she met people at Chaohuang Embroidery Shop before she learned that Jiang Anning was Sang Jingwan's daughter.

"Later, I heard from Sheng Yuewen that she was acquainted with another embroiderer of Buddha pictures. I couldn't even believe it..."

Mrs. An frowned even more tightly, and there was always a trace of confusion in her heart: "You said, Song Yao clearly told me that Jiang Anning was the embroiderer of the Buddha Ceremony Picture, why didn't I distinguish her from Sang Jingwan at all? What are your thoughts on getting in touch?”

Doubts spread between her brows, and she muttered to herself: "This is really weird."

"Maybe it's the art of witchcraft? It's always difficult for us to associate two people together. Even if the person is really standing in front of us, it's like a blind trick, making it impossible for people to tell the difference." Su said uncertainly.

Mrs. An always felt that something was wrong.

She shook her head, not quite agreeing: "The art of witchcraft is not that mysterious..."

Otherwise, a random blind trick can make a person who is very familiar to you standing in front of you become completely different and completely unrecognizable to you. Wouldn't that be scary?
If anyone who wants to assassinate people learns this, I am afraid the emperor will never be able to sleep peacefully again.

He only worried all day long whether the so-and-so who came to him was an assassin who used a cover-up trick.

"If the art of witchcraft were really so powerful, it would have been outlawed in the world long ago."

Mrs. An's voice became firmer, and she clearly didn't believe it. She didn't recognize Jiang Anning because of the witchcraft.

Zisu was speechless.

She wanted to say: If it was really powerful, how could it not survive? I'm just afraid that whoever opposes will be killed...

However, it is definitely not wise to question the Lord when it is obvious that there is no need to question him anymore.

She wisely did not discuss this topic again.

"That slave, I really can't figure out the reason." Zisu looked cautious.

Mrs. An smiled nonchalantly.

"No matter what the reason is, isn't it still known to us now that she is Sang Jingwan's daughter?"

She has never been a person who likes to get entangled. She just doesn't think about things that she can't figure out.

"It can be seen that even if it is really a witchcraft, it is nothing more than that."

Mrs. An was a little disdainful: "If those poisonous insects and witchcraft are really as mysterious and powerful as the rumors say, wouldn't they be able to do anything in heaven or earth?"

"But look, what's the result?"

She sneered: "Sang Jingwan still died in the palace, becoming a victim of the power struggle and unable to fight back." After all, power is the supreme thing.

Zisu stood aside and didn't dare to answer.

After a while, she brought a Tang Pozi over, put it into someone's hand, and asked hesitantly: "Madam, are you going to stay at the embroidery workshop tonight?"

Mrs. An said lightly "Yes": "Go and have someone clean up a room and take out the bedding in our house..."

Her voice paused slightly: "Forget it, just move the bed over here, I can't get used to sleeping next to you."

Zisu said "yes" and went to make arrangements.

Huichun Medical Center.

Jiang Anning, who had listened to Mrs. An's master and servant's conversation for a while, twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly.

What is Mrs. An going to do again?

But he really doesn’t regard himself as an outsider at all, and even moved the bed with him...

She glanced at Song Yao, who was covered in silver needles, and couldn't pay attention to Mrs. An for the time being.

Sister Song's safety is the most important thing right now.

Seeing Xie Yutong starting to pull out the needle, Jiang Anning was so nervous that she stopped breathing.

Xie Yutong's hand to retract the needle suddenly stopped halfway and looked up at Jiang Anning, who was holding his breath next to him.

Jiang Anning suddenly became even more nervous: "What, what's wrong?"

Xie Yutong glanced at her, said nothing, and pulled out the needle again.

Jiang Anning nervously held her breath again.

Xie Yutong's hand pulling out the needle couldn't help but stop again and raised his eyes to look at her.

Jiang Anning looked confused.

"You can breathe." Xie Yutong said coldly.

Jiang Anning:...

She looked embarrassed and said "Ah, oh" softly: "Okay, okay..." Then she took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, and pulled out the needle cleanly and steadily.

When others re-sterilized the silver needle and put it away, Jiang Anning hurriedly asked: "Will Sister Song wake up in this way?"

"I don't know." Xie Yutong was as indifferent and taciturn as ever, cherishing words like gold.

The breath that Jiang Anning had just let go of was lifted up again in an instant.

"That……"

Xie Yutong didn't even give her a chance to ask further questions. He strode away and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Eh?"

By the time Jiang Anning came back to her senses, not even a shadow of the person could be seen.

Why is this person like this!

She was helpless and didn't dare to leave Song Yao even an inch, for fear of being negligent for a moment, so she could only stare at the dark night, futile and angry.

While he was complaining, he suddenly saw Xie Yutong, who had just left quickly, turning back.

"you……"

Jiang Anning was stunned for a moment and subconsciously spoke.

Xie Yutong was as cold as ever: "Are you good at martial arts?"

She glanced at the stool that Jiang Anning had just broken off.

Jiang Anning followed her gaze and felt a little guilty for no reason, denying it honestly: "No."

Xie Yutong obviously didn't believe it.

"I really can't!" Jiang Anning emphasized.

Xie Yutong raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to learn?"

"what?"

"Study, what to study?"

Jiang Anning had a vague guess in her mind, but the surprise came too suddenly and she couldn't believe it.

"Learn martial arts."

Xie Yutong said concisely and to the point: "Want to learn?"

"miss you!"

Although Jiang Anning didn't know why Xie Yutong suddenly came back to tell her this, she still agreed without hesitation.

Even if this person really has some agenda...at worst, the soldiers will stop him, and the water will cover him up!
Xie Yutong is the most powerful person she has ever met so far.

If she could really learn some skills, she would rather be used.

If you can't learn, the worst thing is... just run away and stop the loss!
She never wanted to be like she was today, helpless to deal with the crazy Sheng Yuewen, and could only watch Sister Song being persecuted to this point... And if Mrs. An hadn't come out inexplicably to put pressure on the county for her, Ling and Wang Shang, she must have been imprisoned at this time, right?
Jiang Anning was at a loss for a moment, unsure for a moment. Can just practicing martial arts make him stable for the rest of his life?

She was also afraid at the moment of killing.

Even now, she would not dare to kill another person...

However, if today's scene were to happen again, and she was still unable to fight back, and she didn't know how to stop Sheng Yuewen from committing the crime, she would probably do what she did today.

There are always more important things that will make people defeat fear at a certain moment.

Jiang Anning pursed her lips, looking at her hands that had been washed and white, but still seemed to be covered in other people's blood, feeling depressed.

She killed someone.

It was not Zhao Hai, not Zhao Yuanshan, or anyone from the Zhao family who was killed.

But Sheng Yuewen, who had nothing to do with her in her past life or this life.

...She is not clean anymore.

Her hands were also stained with sin.

She thought she had nothing to fear after resurrecting her life.

But the first time she killed someone, she was still very scared.

"If you want to learn, just cheer up. I don't want a dejected apprentice."

Xie Yutong said coldly, turned around and left.

Before Jiang Anning could react, she heard a distant voice: "You little crybaby, don't come to me either."

Xie Yutong seemed to be an elf fused with the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Little girl, don't let your imagination run wild~ ah!"

The old doctor's faint voice suddenly sounded from behind Jiang Anning, frightening her to turn around and punch the man directly in the face.

"Hey, hey, hey...you, you, you girl, murder!"

The old doctor wailed a few times and complained tearfully: "You, you little liar, didn't you say you don't know how to use martial arts?"

The punches are so clean and sharp, and they hit the center accurately and hard, it's like there's no way he can't!
Oh, it hurts him so much.

"My old bones are about to break. Oh, my nose, my brain, my chin, I..."

The old doctor cried exaggeratedly, and suddenly his eyes met with Xie Yutong's, who had turned back again. His voice suddenly stopped and he suddenly stopped, making him sob uncontrollably and hiccup twice.

(End of this chapter)