In the spring before the first wife's return to the hall

Chapter 145 Isn't it Pretty?
Hearing Jin'er's shout, the sorceress finally realized that she had found something that could save her life. She gently pushed Jin'er's arm, and her voice gained some strength: "Be gentle, be gentle, or I will give you a little bit of strength." I'm afraid I might forget."

If she doesn't take advantage of this opportunity or hold on to Jin'er, then she won't be her. Fear of death is real, but greed for money is also real: after knowing that life is safe, greed is born.

Don't say that she didn't think about stopping her thoughts, even if she wanted to stop, the greedy character in her nature couldn't be stopped if she wanted to - she had already developed greed in Jin'er's hands.

Jin'er looked at her when she heard the words, grinned and loosened her collar, adjusted her dress, and then helped her to sit and lean on the boulder.

The sorceress felt even more at ease, knowing that she had pinched Jin'er again this time, she frowned and cried out in pain: "It hurts me to death, how can I think about things? It hurts to death, it hurts to death."

Jin'er said lightly: "Let me relieve your pain." After saying a word, she raised her hand and stabbed the sorcerer's arm with a knife!

The sorcerer screamed in pain, and fell on the boulder with her face deformed.

Jin'er didn't pull out the knife right away: "Is it still hurting? Do you want me to stop the pain? You have to talk about the pain. Don't rush to talk about things. I'm not in a hurry. We have plenty of time in the long night."

Where did the witch think that Jin'er's pain relief was so good?How dare Jin'er stop the pain now, and dare not even cry out in pain: "I, I'm just confused, confused."

Jin'er snorted slightly, and without saying a word, just slowly pulled out the knife; compared to pulling out the witch with a knife, the pain is more painful, how can the witch bear it?
After all, the sorceress is a well-informed person with the most active thoughts and the most sensitive to people's faces, so she immediately ignored the pain and said: "I don't know what he is here for, I just saw him coming alone."

Seeing that she understood, Jin'er stopped moving the knife and let it stay on the witch's body, staring at the witch and waiting for her to continue.

If she asks, it's better not to ask, anyway, the witch knows what to do next?If the witch has other thoughts now, she doesn't mind letting the witch suffer.

When the sorceress saw the knife still in her arm, she didn't need to mention the pain in her heart, knowing that the person in front of her was not the one she knew at all; if she wanted to survive, she had to speak out obediently.

"I turned a corner and asked the monks in the temple, and I found out that he came to give alms. It was the Jinfu who gave some cloth to the temple, and he came to deliver the cloth." Seeing Jin'er's eyes narrowed, she was terrified. His voice trembled: "I was alone when I saw him."

"But later he went to the small courtyard specially prepared for the female relatives in the temple. I, I am just an ordinary woman, so naturally I can't go to those noble places. I don't know who he is going to meet."

Jin'er slowly raised her hand, and slowly grabbed the knife.

The sorceress cried: "I was just surprised that he, a big man, would appear on the side of the women's family, and some men just took some women away - I didn't know at the time that they were from the Jin family, and later the Jin family I only found out after looking for people all over the city."

"The next thing I saw was the steward, I thought he was, he was going to steal people;" she said, her voice lowered a little: "Then someone came over, and I left without staying there."

"I really really don't know who he is going to see." The witch's tears and blood were all over her body, and it was really scary to watch in the night.

But Jin'er turned a blind eye, as if she didn't see the blood at all: "Oh? Really?" She grabbed the knife and stabbed it hard instead of pulling it out.

The sorceress screamed again in pain: "About three months later, I saw the manager of the cloth village again. He came to our place and asked us to do a ritual for him. He gave us ten taels of silver but didn't let us ask for anything. High monk, just let us make it for him properly."

Jin'er stopped and looked at her and waited for her to continue, knowing that a witch like this would not say everything all at once.

"It was performed for a boy who was not yet full moon, and we also buried it; Sha Qiandao and I found that the child seemed to have fallen to his death, and the bones at the waist had been broken."

Jin'er stared at her and smiled coldly: "What are you trying to tell me by saying this, huh?"

The sorceress looked at her crying and felt aggrieved: "I don't know what to say, I only investigated him after I found out that he was in charge of the Jin family; apart from knowing that the child who fell to death belonged to him, I didn't know what to do. I can only guess which aunt he might have had an affair with."

"However, we didn't dare to say anything without evidence, let alone go to Jin's house to seek death. Then he died inexplicably, and it was only after he died that we found out that he still had a woman, There is a baby."

Jin'er didn't expect that what the sorceress found was of no value, at least it couldn't let her solve the mystery five years ago.

She thought for a while and grabbed the handle of the knife again. Before she could do anything, the sorceress burst into tears: "There is really nothing, there is really nothing, there is really nothing."

Looking at her, Jin'er understood that she knew this too, and that the suffering she had suffered was almost the same, and besides, it was getting late, so she pulled out the knife forcefully.

"I..." The sorceress was scared out of her wits, thinking that Jin'er would use more force—she felt that the knife was going to pierce her arm.

Jin'er pulled out the knife, and the sorceress realized that she had guessed wrong, and immediately wailed bitterly to replace her words.

"Are you unable to walk anymore? Or do you want me to tie up your leggings and the wound on your arm?" Jin'er looked at her and said coldly.

The sorceress quickly stopped crying, tore off a piece of dress to tie up the wound to stop the bleeding, and then limped down the mountain without daring to look at Jin'er again.

"If you miss me, you can come to me again, I don't mind; well, if you think you can't live on, you can come to me if you need any silver jewelry shop." Jin'er's voice came from behind the sorceress .

I don't know if it's because Night Breeze is a little cold, but those few words made her shudder cleverly: "No, I don't dare, I really don't dare, I don't even dare to kill him."

It is a blessing to be able to choose a life tonight, how dare she have other ideas?As long as she can stay away from Jin'er, she has nothing else to ask for.

After watching the sorceress go away, Jin'er took a few steps back and sat on a big rock and sighed, looked up at the sky and was in a daze for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, tears rolled down her face.

She took out some yellow paper from her bosom, knelt on the ground and lit it, without saying a word, just silently watched the fire light swaying back and forth, and added a few pieces of yellow paper with her hands stiffly.

The firelight reflected on her face, and the tears became more crystal clear in the firelight, and they fell on her clothes drop by drop, but she didn't cry, not even choked up.

But Jin'er's face became paler and paler, and the tears also connected into two streams winding on her face, and there was still only the quiet fire light and the wind blowing around her.

After the yellow paper was burned, she watched the ashes remain motionless for a long time before slowly getting up, then straightened her dress and knelt down to the ashes and kowtowed: one, two, three, four, each of them touched the ground heavily with their foreheads, Each one is booming.

After the fourth kowtow, she fell on the ground and did not move. Tears poured out again and flowed on the back of her hands, before being silently swallowed by the earth.

Then, she fell to the ground with a sallow complexion and gritted her teeth - unconscious!

"Did you pass out? You can pass out just by burning a piece of paper, isn't it a bit evil? Those inside and outside the temple, don't really collide with anything." Two people hid behind the boulder and looked at Jin'er, the tall one His face was a little pale, and he looked around while talking.

The short one pushed him: "Scary people can scare people to death, what nonsense, what can there be? It's just that she fainted, she fainted, she fainted, she couldn't get sick, she must have collided with something."

"Let's go, while we haven't made a move at this time, when will we wait? I think this is a good opportunity that God gave us."

After he finished speaking, he pushed up: "Go, look at your little courage."

The tall one looked around, and held the short one's hand, thinking that it would be better for the two brothers to go together; but just as he stood halfway up, he felt a chill on his neck.

He was startled, but he didn't dare to turn his head back. According to experience, he had something like a sword on his neck, so he didn't dare to move now.

As soon as the thought came into his mind, his hands sank and he couldn't help turning his head. Even though there was a pain in his neck, he could see it clearly: his short buddy was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

He didn't feel anyone behind him, and he didn't hear footsteps. When Mr. Gao remembered that he saw that Mrs. Jin's family fainted on the ground, all the hairs on his body stood up!

People like him who hang out on the streets, whenever they meet someone, no matter how evil he is, he will have a bit of courage, at least he can open his mouth to speak: he can always save his own life, anyway, as long as others can let him live , there is nothing he can't do.

However, if he encounters someone who is not a human being, then he doesn't know what to do: because he is right about people by observing appearances, but he has never dealt with non-human beings.

He has long heard that there is an evil door here in the back mountain. Who would have thought that he would actually meet him? Immediately, his legs softened, and his voice became crying when he knelt on the ground: "Daxian, don't you blame me, old man!" , the villain really doesn't have a heart."

The coldness on his neck disappeared, and it didn't hurt him any more; at this moment, he didn't even think that what was just stuck to his neck was a sword, God knows what it could be.

What could it be?He didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't help but think about it: is it the tongue, the teeth or..., the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was going to faint because he couldn't catch his breath.

"Followed a woman to the back mountain in the middle of the night, didn't it look good after watching it for so long?" The voice was not very cold, but this sentence made the tall man get goosebumps, because the voice was full of murderous intent, it was too obvious undisguised murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)