Shan Nizi was panting and panicked, afraid that she would use all her strength in her life and follow them desperately.

Gu Xiang blinked, and didn't feel anything wrong with bullying the little girl.

Anyway, they are all "bullying" to this point, and it is not bad.

She felt that if the spoiled little girl in front of her was scared last time, she might have grown up after suffering this time.

Of course, Gu Xiangdao has no kindness to educate his children for others.

Shan Nizi felt that she had never worked so hard in her life. Her mind was clearly blank, but the memories just now were all in her mind, and even some details that she thought she didn't remember became clear.

"At night, I felt so uncomfortable that I went to talk to my mistress with my mother on my back."

Shan Nizi ran, and saw from the corner of her eyes that the people on the floating bridge had already reacted. She was running under the bridge like crazy. Her heart beat, and her voice lowered first, then she pulled her up. She was afraid that one of the previous ones would not hear it, so she threw her down.

Now she no longer cares about how much worse she is than Gu Xiang, why did the young master humiliate her so much... Compared with his life, nothing matters.

"I remember I went to the mistress's house." Shan Nizi's face turned pale and her eyes dodged for a few times. "I have always been a little unrestrained in front of him, and this time I complained a few times, and then—"

Shanni coughed, showing fear on her face. “He was so angry that he grabbed my hair and knocked me against the wall. Woo.”

It was already late at night, and Shanni came out of the water again, and could not see the wound on her head.

However, Gu Xiang could still smell a faint smell of blood.

Shanni couldn't breathe even when she cried: "I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to vomit.         There were several people coming from behind. The steps were very light, but they were very messy. The eyes of those people looking at me were particularly... terrible."

"They started arguing. Several people said they wanted to kill themselves in the village and kill everyone. Some people said they wanted to take their young master away first. In the end, they decided to bury Brother Fang first and then talk about other things."

"It's all my fault for the mistress. He said that Brother Fang liked me very much during his lifetime. I served me quite thoughtfully, so he suggested that he use me to be buried with Brother Fang. It's so terrible, woo."

Zhao Ying was silent for a while, sighed softly, thinking about something.

Gu Xiang sat on the back of the horse, and from her perspective, you could see Duke An Guo's side face. I have to say that this face is very consistent with Gu Xiang's aesthetic.

The dark eyes stared at the dark night, and the scenery was particularly sensible.

She moved her fingers and felt a little urge to paint.

Later, Gu Xiang did draw a figure painting based on the Duke An Guo whom she saw today, but it was just a game work. She didn't take it seriously and did not sign it.

This painting was passed down to later generations and was rumored to be a picture of warding off evil spirits and exorcising ghosts. Some people say that the one on it was painted with the incarnation of Pixiu.

According to research, the painting was once a businessman. Once he passed by a deserted village, he was harassed by unclean things, which made the businessman unable to sleep every day and was frightened all day long. One night he opened the painting to appreciate it, and felt that the unclean things around him were very afraid of it. He was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly hung the painting on the head of the bed. Sure enough, he returned to his hometown smoothly.

This story was recorded by a calligrapher and written into a book that records strange stories from all over the world. This book is called "Travels". It was quite famous when it was passed down to later generations and was regarded as a treasure by many historians.

Since the publication of this painting, various characters have conducted comprehensive analysis of it. Many people think that the eyes of the people in the painting are too beautiful. It seems to reflect a huge and magnificent world. He must be thinking about something great.

I'm really thinking about big problems.

Zhao Ying was thinking about life and death.

If he dies, what if he becomes so ugly? Also, can he be buried with A Xiang? If it is just a tomb built together, it seems to be troublesome.

When he built a tomb, he chose a very quiet location for himself. The underground palace was built so big that he would ride a horse and ride a car to find A Xiang. He would have to walk for a long time.

But it seems...it's a bit difficult to get a funeral with A Xiang.

Zhao Ying built his own underground palace and coffin in his mind, but the corpse smelled so bad and looked so ugly. It was okay for others to see it. Like Li Sheng, they had seen each other's ugly appearance, but let Xueying see him - no.

"I will have cremation in the future. Just put ashes in the coffin."

Li Sheng: "..."

Fortunately, Li Sheng and Xueying didn't know what the hell was thinking in Zhao Ying's mind, so they wouldn't be terrifying again on such a night.

Shan Nizi used her legs and gritted her teeth to keep up with the speed of the horse. Although the horse did not run, it was rare for her to have such perseverance at this age and such a spoiled young lady to have such perseverance.

After returning to the village, Gu Xiang and the others had already taken out all the things Shan Nizi remembered.

If you want to see, the village lights were lit, and the lights were growing in a row, and the noisy sound broke the tranquility of the night.

When Gu Xiang and the others got off the horse, they saw that Madam Xu and many villagers were wearing clothes in a mess. They brought all the "weapons" they could find at home and were about to go out of the village to find people.

Shan Nizi: "Woooooo, wow!"

XUNZI: “…”

She originally thought that even if her daughter turned into ashes, she could recognize her.

But today I really hesitated a little.

If her daughter hadn't been too familiar with her cry, she would have really not recognized her for a moment.

Madam Xu thanked these nobles with a little fear and gratitude, and didn't bother to ask too much. She just said a few words to the villagers in the village and hurriedly protected her daughter and went home.

The villagers also scattered.

But Gu Xiang and the others gathered in the tent and never slept for a while. Even Xueying did not drive them away with murderous intent.

Zhao Ying sat in front of Gu Xiang, and Li Sheng sat in front of the tent window. The view of his seat was very wide, and he could see it from all directions.

The night was deep, Gu Xiang was a little tired, and he didn't have the time to talk much, so he just reached out to hold his chin and squinted his eyes.

Zhao Ying changed her tea from time to time.

He rarely hesitated. At this moment, he had some thoughts to tell Gu Xiang, but he didn't know how to mention them. The most important thing was that he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

Boom!

There was a sudden loud noise in the distance.

The bear smoke could be seen faintly.

Li Sheng smiled and said, "It's done."

Gu Xiang lay on the table and yawned lazyly.

Xueying took one hand and took both Li Sheng and Zhao Ying out.

Li Sheng hurriedly said, "I'm afraid there will be another contest, so you must not--"
Chapter completed!