Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 29

"Sister Beauty, don't be afraid, the bandit has already left, let's leave quickly."

After Shen Shuyao lamented, she remembered that there was another person in the car, and she wondered if she was frightened, such a delicate beauty must have been terribly frightened seeing such a violent scene.

"Let's go to Xiangling Ferry!"
"Ah? Xianglingdu, what are you doing there?"

"Naturally go home, maybe you want me to be with you forever."

The two were separated by a curtain, and Yue Heng's words were neither serious nor serious, and slowly drifted into Shen Shuyao's ears, and the hand holding the rein trembled, why did it sound so... so ambiguous.

"Ha... For a lifetime, I don't want it anymore. I'll send my sister there." Although she is very beautiful, she is a woman, and she is good for a few days, but for such a difficult thing as a lifetime, I still find a man Safer
The people in the car slowly opened their eyes: "Very well, this is the first time someone doesn't want him to live forever, Shen Shuyao is because you don't know how to live or die, so don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Shen Shuyao suddenly felt a chill coming from her back, she hadn't felt this way for two days since she left the Juanyun Tower, could it be...they were doing something against her behind her back?
"Where are you going?"
Shen Shuyao scratched her head, "Uh...I haven't made up my mind yet, so I'll go to Yang's house in Xiya County, Yinma River first."

She doesn't know anyone here except the people in Juanyun Tower, and now that Yang Xiaotu is at home on leave, it's better for her to run there and hide for two days.

The Yang family in Xiya County, Yinma River, is so far away, it is better to go directly to An County.

Shen Shuyao has only heard the name Xianglingdu, but she has never been there. She has been here for eight or nine years, of which six or seven years were spent in Juanyun Tower, and she has never been anywhere.

The farthest he ran was from the east end of Shipu Street to the west end, so he was indeed a toad at the bottom of a well.

Later, I worked as a waiter, and I saw many guests coming and going from north to south, and heard a lot of hearsay from the outside world.

I also thought of going to the rivers and lakes like the female pig's feet in the novel, but every time I saw my shriveled wallet, the original pride suddenly seemed like a balloon with a hole in it, and it died out with a chirp.

(End of this chapter)