After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

Absolutely not.

Let Hang Yanling just disappear into this world!

Just as Hang Yanling cheered up, Yan Qiuyu suddenly grabbed Hang Yanling's collar and shouted: "You can't lose!"

"Wooah!! Master, Senior Sister!?"

At this time, Yan Qiuyu was not as gentle as usual, she widened her eyes, probably because of the closer distance, the unique fragrance of Yan Qiuyu's body suddenly became much stronger.

The scent is a bit intoxicating, and I still don't know what kind of face powder Yan Qiuyu usually uses...

Hang Yanling was thinking wildly, and laughed sarcastically: "You... calm down?"

"I……"

Yan Qiuyu's expression froze for a moment, she seemed to realize her actions at this time, she let go of Hang Yanling in fright, and explained with a flushed face: "Well, I, I just..."

"Don't worry, eat, eat."

Hang Yanling comforted her childhood sweetheart from her previous life.

As if thinking of something, Qiuyu patted his forehead: "By the way... I, look at my brain, I forgot to get you steamed buns. You eat here first, and I will find them for you." Bring some dry food."

Yan Qiuyu hurriedly stood up and walked to the door, opened the door with a creak, and it was already pitch black outside.

Yan Qiuyu, who stepped into the darkness, paused for a moment, turned to look at Hang Yanling in the room and asked, "By the way, the fly that harassed you today... that senior, do you know his name?"

"Oh? An Xianshan... Actually, it's not a big problem, senior sister, don't take it too seriously."

"An Xianshan...Is that so."

Yan Qiuyu slowly closed the door and walked out through the night.

Sitting in the room, Hang Yanling looked at the closed door, sighed, and after confirming that Yan Qiuyu's footsteps had gone far, he grabbed a doll beside him.

Finally, I still told Yan Qiuyu.

This plan started to be implemented this afternoon. It is not difficult in itself. The most difficult part is to inform this brother's childhood sweetheart...

At that time, I didn't know the relationship between Hang Yanling and the third senior sister...

And tonight, the third senior sister made such a fuss, but it was hard for him to speak——

No, not right.

It's not hard to speak...

The fucking Zhou Qingying was there, I was so scared that I couldn't speak to Ben.

Damn... What is Third Senior Sister.

Be sober, that's Zhou Qingying...

It's that Zhou Qingying! ! !

That guy is sad that I have half a dime to do with him! !

Gee!

Hang Yanling rubbed her temples, and focused on the doll on her palm.

"These dolls always make me feel a little uncomfortable..."

It is completely unclear where Xiao Qiuyu got so many dolls...

All are big-headed puppets, which look quite cute, but the glass balls used to fill the doll's eyeballs are a bit creepy, and all the dolls' mouths are sewn shut.

I don't know why, but I always feel that the doll's eyes are staring at me.

Hairy, very uncomfortable.

And the sewn mouth is not a decoration, but is sewn after the doll is finished.

The texture of the thread is completely different.

Rather than a girl's toy, this is more like a casting medium for some kind of spell...

No, it's still not right, Hang Yanling has seen that kind of straw man with voodoo spells before, and it's not as cute as this one in terms of appearance.

Hang Yanling carefully pinched the doll's belly... It was gurgling, and it seemed that the filling inside was not cotton, but something more elastic.

soggy...

……

Want to tear it open to see what's inside?I always feel that something bad will come out.

Also, forget it...

Hang Yanling put down the dolls and walked to the desk. He wanted to check the dolls hanging from the window, but he accidentally touched something hard by his feet. The severe pain of the little toe made Hang Yanling squat down When he got down, his hand touched a box buried under the pile of dolls.

"……what is this?"

He reached out and groped the box out, and the box showed its original appearance under the light.

It was a wooden box with patterns carved on it, about [-] centimeters long and [-] centimeters wide. Although there was a lock on the box, the lock was not locked. When I opened it, I found a stack of letter papers inside.

Hang Yanling took out the letter papers and flipped through them one by one.

On the first sheet was a young man with a familiar face.

It's Fu Tianqing...

"Yo, it seems there is still a chance."

Hang Yanling felt a little relieved, Yan Qiuyu actually hid Fu Tianqing's portrait in her room, which showed that she hadn't completely given up on Tianqing.

what's next……

The paper behind Fu Tianqing's portrait contained some trivial things.

Age, height, weight, experience... Ah, and the thing about getting divorced by Hang Yanling at the age of 12...

What about the next one?

Age, height, weight, experience...is 13 years old...

Huh?

next...

14 years old ...

next...

The more Hang Yanling turned, the weirder his face became.

These few pieces of letter paper were written about Fu Tianqing's life in the past five years since she was 12 years old.

Very detailed...very detailed...you can even lose...

too detailed.

The data of height and weight, the data of strength, where and who had disputes, the trajectory of this year's actions...

There are even records of Fu Tianqing's experience after entering Wanshou Mountain. The environment of Wanshou Mountain is harsh and the terrain is complicated-but every time Fu Tianqing leaves Wanshou Mountain and comes to the town to buy things, the information recorded on the letter paper A lot will be updated.

As a reincarnated person, Hang Yanling was extremely clear about the accuracy of the data recorded on these papers.

The tavern you stayed in, your shopping records, the purpose of your shopping, the means of transportation you used...

Exactly.

This record even ended when Fu Tianqing and Hang Yanling left Linlang Academy together in a flying eagle...

……

To record this kind of data, there was no doubt that someone was monitoring Fu Tianqing extremely closely and frequently.

And I...didn't notice it at all back then.

How is this going……

Why does Xiao Qiuyu have these things...

Xiao Qiuyu has been recording Fu Tianqing's every move?But hasn't she stayed in Lianhua Palace all the time! ?

how come……

what happened……

Looking at the densely packed letter paper, cold sweat appeared on Hang Yanling's forehead.

"Gollum...gollum..."

Suddenly, the dolls hanging on the window were shaken by the night wind and collided with each other, making a strange gurgling sound.

The letter paper in his hand rattled as it was blown by the evening wind.

"Strange, isn't this window closed—"

Hang Yanling, who was standing in front of the window reading the letter paper, looked up.

The window in front of him was open.

Outside the window, Yan Qiuyu stood.

smiling.

Standing outside in the dark.

That smile is still that familiar gentleness, that voice is still so familiar, brisk and sweet.

"Yanling... I just went out for a while, what are you... looking at?

Chapter 43 Stop me, you?

"Small, little Qiuyu..."

Holding the letter paper full of information, Hang Yanling stared blankly at Yan Qiuyu who was standing outside the window.

Scary?Indeed scary.

Hades?Hades indeed.

Standing in the dark with a smile on her face, she did have an inexplicable sense of terror, but now Hang Yanling is obviously more curious about another thing.

Although this appearance was indeed terrifying, Yan Qiuyu was standing outside with a half-open window, how on earth would she be able to enter this room?

Jump in, climb in, float in?

Hang Yanling didn't care about fear because she was curious, she just stood in front of the window, looking expectantly at how Yan Qiuyu planned to walk in.

After all, he was a demon in his previous life and had seen too many things in the underworld. In this life, it is quite new to be able to watch his childhood sweetheart perform in the underworld.

Three minutes later, Yan Qiuyu left through the window, went around to the main entrance, opened it and walked in.

Walking in, Yan Qiuyu hadn't had time to speak.

Hang Yanling put down the letter paper in disappointment, and sighed: "What... so ordinary?"

"...What is normal?"

"I thought there was such a good atmosphere, senior sister, you should at least perform a ghost through the wall in front of me..."

With a word of emotion, Hang Yanling raised his legs and kicked away those disgusting dolls, sat down on the wooden chair, put the letter paper in his hand back into the box and closed it.

"Senior Sister—"

Hang Yanling prolonged his voice on purpose, raised his eyelids, and stuffed the box into Yan Qiuyu's arms.

Judging from Yan Qiuyu's expression, she was obviously surprised by Hang Yanling's reaction.

She couldn't understand why the aunt's smile appeared on Hang Yanling's face.

"You—you really care about Fu Tianqing, don't you?"

"what……"

"Hey, it's amazing. I just want to understand, so you have been paying close attention to him all this time, um, um... I've already fully understood."

"What did you understand... Wait, junior sister, don't get me wrong..."

"Hey, how could I have misunderstood you? My childhood sweetheart, is it normal for you to care about Fu Tianqing? Hehehehehehehehehehehe, you are so young~proud~jiao~"

Hang Yanling pinched Yan Qiuyu's face in equal measure.