Chapter 96 Intercept

Author: Siwu

Chapter 96 Intercept

"Why don't you understand?"

Duan Qingwu looked at Lin Ting's back and murmured, and the maids and servants present looked at their noses and their hearts, as if they didn't hear it.

"Lian Sakura."

Lian Ying stepped forward, "Miss."

Duan Qingwu ordered: "You go and hand me a post to Miss Linzhu to the Lin Mansion, saying that I want to come to her for advice."

Lian Ying did not respond immediately, but was silent for a moment before asking, "Miss, it has been a while since Mr. Lin left. It seems inappropriate for you to visit Lin's Mansion now."

Lian Ying said something obscure, but fortunately Duan Qingwu understood it, which made her feel relieved.

"Then let's go to visit again tomorrow... but the post must be delivered in advance." Duan Qingwu thought for a moment and said, "Lian Ying, you will go to Lin Mansion to submit a visit later today. I will visit tomorrow."

"yes."

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"Yes, yes, Uncle Xingzhi, I was wrong. I shouldn't tease you. You have a lot of them, so forgive the younger ones."

At night, in the dilapidated temple, three people sat in a circle on haystacks. Among them was a clean open space, a small pile of firewood was piled up, and a simple bracket was built on it, and a processed pheasant was carried on it.

At this time, Teng Yanjun put his hands on each other and put them on his chest, making a prayer look, and praised Wang Xingzhi for a while.

"Uncle Xingzhi is kind-hearted, beautiful, kind-hearted, gentle, polite, and knowledgeable. For a big man like you, don't bother with me, a child. OK, okay? I was wrong. I shouldn't scare you. Uncle Xingzhi spares me."

Although Teng Yanjun looked at Wang Xingzhi when complimenting, her mind was not here.

Teng Yanjun's eyes secretly glanced at the pheasant sizzling oil on the fire, and smacked her lips, "Let me eat something."

Yu Chen looked at Teng Yanjun and Wang Xingzhi. After discovering Wang Xingzhi's expression, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he forced himself to press it down, as if he endured the hard work.

Teng Yanjun, who was all in the grilled chicken, did not notice at all that when she spoke a compliment, Wang Xingzhi's face turned darker every time she said a word. Now Wang Xingzhi's face was almost as bad as the bottom of the pot, and Teng Yanjun, the silly girl, was still unconsciously urging her fire.

Wang Xingzhi: "Uncle Xingzhi?"

Teng Yanjun immediately changed his words: "Okay brother!"

"Gentle? Unparalleled beauty?"

Teng Yanjun nodded, "It's all about praising you. How about it? I think it's very compatible with Uncle Xingzhi... Brother Xingzhi. These words are about you! They are tailor-made for you!"

Yu Chen couldn't help it, she chuckled and asked Teng Yanjun: "Yanjun, do you really think so or are you deliberately disgusting? What do you think of these words?"

Teng Yanjun looked at Yu Jing's joyful look, and then saw Wang Xingzhi's expressionless face. He seemed to finally notice something was wrong. She subconsciously moved to Yu Jing's side and moved away from Wang Xingzhi, "Sister, are you wrong? What's the problem?"

"Yes, yes, that's too right. Uncle you are so handsome, gentle, polite and generous, hahaha!"

Ember laughed again.

Wang Xingzhi withdrew his gaze from Teng Yanjun, turned to the overwhelming embers, and said coldly: "It's funny?"

Ember: "It's okay, it's okay, I just think it's very interesting."

Wang Xingzhi narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you her master? Are you taught these words?"

He knew that although Teng Yanjun nominally called Sister Yu Jin, if it were true, Yu Jin was Teng Yanjun's master, and the master who taught Teng Yanjun to know the words and words.

As the laughter stopped, Yuan Cheng thought carefully and said, "No."

"Oh? Where isn't it."

"Shuse Wushuang was not what I taught."

Wang Xingzhi: "Then are the others?"

Yu Chen turned his head and glared at Teng Yanjun, "Say, where did you learn this word? Do you know the meaning and use it randomly!"

Teng Yanjun blinked, "I learned from the book. I know what it means, it means that this person is very beautiful and beautiful, and there is no other person who is as good-looking as the second person."

Wang Xingzhi asked: "What book?"

"A painting book!" Teng Yanjun flipped through the bag, took out a book and handed it to Wang Xingzhi, "It's this book, I haven't finished reading it yet."

Wang Xingzhi lowered his head and saw a few big words on the cover of the blue book - the romantic scholar and pretty fox fairy.

It's not very serious at first glance.

Wang Xingzhi took the book and weighed it, looked at Yuchen with a squint eyes: "You? Just take Yanjun to read these books?"

Yu Chenya denied, "No, I don't know where the book came from."

Wang Xingzhi reached out and pointed, "Your burden."

ember:"……"

The oil on the chicken body dripped and dripped into the fire, bursts of fragrance came out, dissipating further and further away, and the drooling water flowed.

"Is it almost done?" Yu Ember changed the subject, but no one paid attention to it.

Bang bang bang, the wooden door broke and fell to the ground. With the sound of "there is food", refugees rushed up in a crowd, fighting and scrambling.

The incident happened in an instant. The three of them could not react as much as they were knocked down by refugees. Teng Yanjun was almost pushed into the fire. Yuchen made timely avoidance and was charged outside the crowd. As for Wang Xingzhi, he was pushed to the ground with his back to the door and was trampled by refugees one by one.

"careful!"

Yu Chen grabbed Teng Yanjun in time, and then pulled Wang Xingzhi out of the crowd.

"How is it? Is it okay?"

Wang Xingzhi coughed so hard that he couldn't speak. He could only wave his hand to signal Yuchen that he was fine.

"My chicken!"

"One point!"

"Don't eat alone, this is mine!"

"Please give me some..."

Just a chicken on the shelf was torn to pieces so hard that it was not even left.

"Come back!" Yu Jin hugged his hand and rushed into the crowd of people, scolding Teng Yanjun, "Do you think you are lucky?"

Refugees can be a weak group, but weak does not mean harmless, and the terribleness of refugees is unpredictable.

"Sister, our baggage!" Teng Yanjun was angry, "They also robbed our baggage, and our stuff is inside!"

"It's clothes, it's new clothes!"

"There is silver!"

"There are silver notes!"

“There is water!”

"The broken book is useless..."

The burdens of the three of them were plundered and distributed, and no one was concerned about them.

Embers stood up, "Let's go."

"Sister, our stuff is still..."

"Do you want life or something?"

Teng Yanjun was a little depressed by Yu Jing's words, "It's serious..."

"You should have a sense of whether it is serious or not."

Teng Yanjun shut up in disappointment.

"Let's go." Wang Xingzhi's mood went from surprise to anger at the beginning, to confusion and sympathy at the end, and finally returned to calm, "Let's go."

The three of them left the ruined temple. Wang Xingzhi looked back. Yu Chen looked at him with his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Wang Xingzhi, look carefully, see clearly the appearance of the refugees."

What do refugees look like?

Weak or strong?

Is it good or evil?
Chapter completed!