Cute girl Shura

Chapter 21 Decision ([-])

Just as he was dragging Du Yao to leave, he saw the black shadow on the ground stop the movement in his hand, and the bright kitchen knife was hanging in his hand for a long time, and the strange atmosphere was broken by a rough voice, "Who? ,Who's there?!"

"Hurry up, let's go!" An Cong pulled Du Yao up from the ground, and the two ran out in a panic, but because they were not familiar with the geographical environment here, the Zen lamp outside the kitchen was extinguished on the ground again, and the two of them were in a hurry. He was soon blocked at the door.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my territory?!" The fat cook stretched out his hand holding the kitchen knife and asked angrily.

Before An Cong could reply, Du Yao was already one step ahead of him, and asked with doubts: "Why do you put the dead man's meat in the pot?"

"Since you have seen it all, let you go in and out today, shut your mouth forever, and add more delicacies to this happy palace! Haha..." The fat cook held the knife like a madman Cut at them.

In order to protect An Cong, Du Yao pushed him away, and then dodged the fat cook's impact, but the hairpin on his head was still cut off by the sharp blade, and a handful fell out.

"Hehehe, women's meat is more fragrant and more mellow. If it is paired with a jug of fine wine, it will be so beautiful." The fat cook smiled slyly, and rushed towards her again.

Du Yao didn't expect that this crazy chef would kill people and chop up corpses in order to cook delicious food, and made human flesh into dishes for the palace people to enjoy.

After dodging the fat cook's fierce pursuit and slashing several times, she had no choice but to hit him. Unexpectedly, the force of her palm was too strong, and the kitchen knife in his hand flew out and fell in the direction of An Cong.

"Uncle An!" Du Yao was so frightened that she quickly reached out to pick up the knife.

Unexpectedly, the fat cook thought that it would be bad for him if she wanted to snatch the knife, so he wanted to take it back before her, so he rushed towards An Cong desperately. The moment the knife was about to fall, his outstretched hands stopped suddenly. half empty...

"Ah——!!!" A scream was deafening.

Du Yao's eyes widened in shock, "Uncle An! Don't die..."

"How...how could it be possible to die...this dead...fatty is too heavy, and the bones of our family are about to fall apart!" An Cong was almost out of breath.

At the same time, the sound of well-trained footsteps came from not far outside the dining room.

"Where did the sound come from?"

"Back to the general, it seems to be coming from the dining room."

"Go in and search!"

"Yes!"

"Quick, help our family." An Cong struggled to get out from under the fat cook.

At this time, the fat cook was clever but was misunderstood by his cleverness. He was stabbed in the chest ribs with his own kitchen knife, and died of exhaustion.If he hadn't blocked this catastrophe for An Cong, the one who fell in a pool of blood would be...

Du Yao looked at the two of them back and forth with lingering fear, until An Cong pulled her back to reality, "What are you looking at, hurry up! The guards of the night patrol can't leave when they come!"

As soon as the voice fell, the outside door was broken open, "Search—! Search carefully for me!"

Just when Du Yao thought they were about to be discovered, there is no unparalleled path, and the secret cellar that was opened before gave her a glimmer of life.

In An Cong's desperate eyes, she had already picked him up and dropped him into the secret passage, and then she followed closely, sealing the cellar entrance when the palace guards broke in...

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They ran wildly all the way until the outside voices could no longer be heard, and then they slowed down their escape speed a little.

"Uncle An, I didn't expect you to escape faster than anyone else at your age." Du Yao teased.

An Cong, who was exhausted and panting in front, sat limply on the ground, and his tone was full of reproaches, "Miss Du, if you listened to our family and left earlier, these troubles would not have happened! It's good now, another life is lost .”

Du Yao bent down, and her tone was cold, "It's his own fault. I hope that in the underworld, he can endure the pain of cramping and skinning. After 18 years, he will be a good man again!"

"In 18 years, our family will be a pile of loess. Miss Du, our family can't move anymore, or we can rest for a while before leaving."

Looking at the vicissitudes of the years on An Cong's old face, Du Yao suddenly thought of her father, King Shura, who was born in the underworld, and was filled with emotion. She couldn't help but take his two hands and put them on her shoulders. He carried it on his back.

"Du... Miss Du, this...how embarrassing, please let us go." An Cong was a little bit resistant and ashamed.

Du Yao did not obey his wishes, but weighed his body and walked forward, "Uncle An, call me Du Yao. The reason I carry you today is because you remind me of someone, I just want to experience The heart of being a child of a man, I am afraid that when I return there in the future, I will no longer have a chance..."

An's recognition for her suddenly rose from her heart. Although she looked cold, she didn't like to talk, and never smiled at others, the heat baked from her heart had already warmed everyone around her.

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By the time we got to the exit, it was already light.Du Yao looked around, and it was exactly as An Cong said, as soon as she went out, she was in the palace, and what surprised her most was that this was actually her room in the palace.

In other words, there is a reason for Xiang'er to come and go in and out of this secret passage. She really thought that Xiang'er lived in it.

As soon as he put An Cong down, he saw Xiang'er walking in from the outside. When he saw Du Yao, his face was full of surprise: "Miss Du, you are back!"

At first glance, "Eunuch An? Why are you here? You...you came out from here?" She pointed to the hidden space on the wall and was very surprised.

Seeing the two of them nodding in disgrace together, Xiang'er couldn't help laughing, "You... just take a secret path, is this the way it is?"

An Cong had no choice but to tell her everything that happened in the palace, as well as how he felt when his life was hanging by a moment.After hearing this, Xiang'er suddenly clutched her chest, and Du Yao was very worried by the unbearable pain.

"His Highness is in deep prison now, Xiang'er doesn't know what else he can do for His Highness, Xiang'er is really useless..." She squatted on the ground with self-blame, and said painfully.

"Xiang'er, get up and calm down. Now that His Highness is not here, there are only the three of us left by his side. Don't be discouraged at this moment. If you get sick, how can you save His Highness?" An Cong comforted road.

"Uncle An is right, but there are not only three of us, but also a fourth." Du Yao said firmly.

"Four people? Who else?" An Cong obviously didn't know who the fourth person was.

"You'll know when the time comes, but I'll have to find him first." She walked out of the yard, looking at the blooming flowers in the yard, she could feel more and more the warmth and warmth of this world.

"Mo Momo, if you can hear my call, let's meet tonight." She muttered to the air, picked off a leaf, and threw it out in a parabola.

The fallen leaves are silent, and the soul haunts the beam.

(End of this chapter)