Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1115 The Flower Picker ([-])

Qiu Ju is Uncle Zhou's daughter-in-law, she is very diligent and pretty, when she heard this, she showed panic and picked up her son and hurried back to her room.

"It's getting late, young master and the two girls don't go out at night, our village is not peaceful, I'm going into the house, you should go to bed earlier!"

Just as Su Changle was about to open her mouth, Uncle Zhou had already hurried back to the house with a cup of tea.

"what's going on?"

"I'm afraid it's because of the flower picker." Su Changle rubbed her chin and said with great interest, "I wish I could meet this so-called flower picker and see what he is capable of."

Rong Beilan swept her phoenix eyes and looked at her coldly.

Su Changle came to the door and gave him a coy smile, "Don't worry, the flower picker is a thief. It's because he is too ugly that no one will marry him so he ran out to pick flowers. I definitely don't like it."

"Le'er means, if the flower picker is a handsome man, you'll let him pick it?" Rong Beilan smiled wickedly, her voice full of danger.

Su Changle shrunk her nose and pushed him away, "You are our master now, please be conscious of not getting too close to our maid." After speaking, she quickly dragged Situ Qingyin and ran back into the room.

Uncle Zhou's house was quite simple, but luckily it could shelter him from the wind and rain. He patted the hard earthen kang under him, tossed and turned for a long time before he gradually fell asleep.

Under the night, the whole village fell into silence.

A vigorous black shadow shuttled in the night, and the black shadow suddenly rushed into a house.

The screams started, but were fleeting.

Before everyone realized it, it was already the dawn of the second day.

Su Changle rubbed her sleepy eyes, and lay in a daze on the bed for a long time before she changed her clothes and went out. She saw that the house opposite Uncle Zhou was crowded with people, and a few villagers who had just finished their work in the fields had their trousers rolled up and their feet were covered with mud. Before I could go home and clean up, I hurried over.

"What's the matter?" He walked to Uncle Zhou's wife and asked.

"Her son was killed."

"My son was killed?" Su Changle raised her eyebrows, brushed her hair back and walked quickly towards the crowd.

I saw bloodstains on the bluestone road, and several sacks were piled together, with the mouth of the bag slightly open, and four of the people inside could be vaguely seen.

This is, dismembered?
Dare to kill people under his nose, bold and reckless.

Situ Qingyin was standing at the front of the crowd at the moment, pointing at the corpse with one hand on his hips and shouting loudly: "Who is so vicious, if this girl finds out, I won't be able to spare him!"

"Girl, you'd better leave these things alone, be careful of getting into trouble, stay at Uncle Zhou's house with peace of mind, and don't run around."

"That's right, you and another girl may have attracted the attention of the flower pickers yesterday. You look so good-looking, so take care of your own safety first!"

There is a lot of talk around.

Situ Qingyin felt a little uncomfortable, but these people are here to say what they have after someone died. Could it be that the feelings of the people in this village are so weak?

Su Chang raised her lips happily, and walked towards Situ Qingyin, "Don't worry, everyone, today Uncle Zhou kindly took us in as master and servant. As a thank you gift, we must catch the flower picker and murderer?"

All the villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, their gazes wandering over Su Changle and Situ Qingyin. These two girls were all-powerful, and their clothes were made of excellent fabrics.

If a servant girl is dressed so nicely, then her master's status must be extraordinary.

If these three people can really save the hidden dangers in their village...

"If the girl can really help us catch the murderer, our village will be very grateful."

(End of this chapter)