It's like a nightmare reappears.

Fu Tingyun's mind was blank, and she didn't know how long it took to recover.

How did he find her?

She was full of anxiety, but her body was soft and slumped on the bed and couldn't move.

The memories of his memory when he pinched her neck.

Promise him quickly, nod your head quickly...or you will have a life of life.

But the strength in my body seemed to be drained and I couldn't use it.

She was anxious.

The hand covering her mouth slowly let go.

She breathed a long sigh, her back was wet and sweaty.

"Do you know where the food in the temple is hidden?" He sat quietly in front of her bed.

In the darkness, his eyes shone like a cat she had raised before. No, the cat's eyes were more gentle than him, his eyes were cold, indifferent, without a trace of warmth, which made people scared.

"No, I don't know!" Fu Tingyun said nervously, his voice stuttering.

He slowly sat upright... as if he was a little disappointed... his body gradually merged into the darkness... She couldn't see his expression clearly, and could not feel his expression... The eyes in the darkness seemed to suddenly condensed with ice, brighter and more indifferent than before, and colder than before, which made her heart chill.

Fu Tingyun felt like she was soaked in cold water, and her head became much clearer.

He is here to find food!

There is a dog outside the house and a maid who is on duty inside. Why did he come in quietly?

It was Lu'e who was on the night tonight, and she slept on the cool bed beside the bed, she...

The thought flashed through, and the green calyx suddenly appeared in my mind.

"What's wrong with my maid?" She hurriedly pushed him away and flirted with the tent.

The anger at Lu'e's murder exceeded his fear and fear.

The moonlight shone quietly on the window frame, and Luai bowed to her and lay on the cool bed, with a calm and peaceful expression.

Fu Tingyun was stunned.

"I lit her hole." He said calmly, "If you don't understand it after the time, you will still die."

She stared at him, her eyes emitting a little fear.

It didn't hurt people's lives and just came in like this.

He is really amazing.

No wonder he didn't take her seriously.

What to do now?

Fu Tingyun was nervous.

He sat there motionlessly, silent as night.

She had a flash of inspiration.

If she was useful to him, he wouldn't have taken her life so easily!

With a glimmer of hope, Fu Tingjun calmed down a little.

"Is there no food in the kitchen?" she asked softly.

He didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a firm look, as if asking her what it meant.

As long as he is willing to listen to her, there is hope.

Fu Tingyun was most afraid that he would kill her without saying a word.

"Not long after I woke up, Master Guozhi in the temple found that the food and rice jar in the kitchen were gone," she said tactfully, "Everyone thought it was done by the hungry little nun. Master Guozhi said that if it was a hungry little nun, at most, he would steal a cake or a steamed bun. If it was a strange thing, he went to report to the temple's host Master Guohui. As a result, Master Guohui said that these days, Qingyang and Gongchang were severely drought, and a large number of victims had flown in Shangzhou and Tongzhou. Shangzhou and Tongzhou were only a few hundred miles away from our Huayin. Some victims should have fled here. Taking advantage of noon, the people in the temple were resting and stole the food in the kitchen. There were probably a complete arrangement in the granary."

She reminded him that the two masters in the temple were calm and steady, quick-witted, and were by no means ordinary people. She also hinted that he should not do anything wrong and that if he took her life, he would not escape easily.

"If I suddenly ran to ask, Guohui and Master Guozhi would definitely be suspicious." Even so, she didn't dare to force him, and still maintained the attentiveness she deserved. "I still have thirty vegetarian buns left for dinner. If the hero doesn't dislike it, it's better to fill my hunger for a while. When I slowly inquire where the food in the temple is hidden."

He stared at her, something flashed in his eyes: "I can't tell, you're a little clever!"

The tone was light, as if it was a little joking.

Fu Tingyun was stunned.

Is he talking about her?

What is this?

Praise? Irony?

In a daze, he had already stood up.

The rustling sound seemed particularly clear and loud in the quiet night.

Fu Tingyun was very anxious.

A lonely man and a widowed woman, in the middle of the night, if someone finds him in her room, she can't explain even if she has a hundred mouths. In addition, there is Zuo Junjie in front, so she will be waiting to be stabbed by someone!

She wanted to hold the corner of his clothes.

"Didn't you say there are vegetarian buns?" He didn't have any scruples, his voice was not high but he didn't lower it a little, "I'm going to take it away."

He ordered.

Fu Tingyun was overjoyed.

After taking the buns, he should have left!

Thinking of sending him away, she got off the bed with a slight hand and found a piece of beautiful blue coarse cloth in the muddy cabinet.

"What is this?" His low voice suddenly came from behind.

They were so close that she could even feel his breath.

Fu Tingyun was very uncomfortable and hurriedly said, "This is the 'Siwu Pill' brought from home." He was afraid that he would not understand, so he explained, "It is to make Siwu Soup into meatballs for easy carrying."

The beautiful blue coarse cloth in my hand was made of medicinal materials when Xiuzhu came to the last time. When I was looking for the cloth, I took out several bottles of pills.

He put the pair of small porcelain bottles into his arms without saying a word, as if the stuff in the stuffy cabinet was his.

Fu Tingyun was stunned for a while.

You should not take medicine indiscriminately, otherwise it will cause a disaster

She thought about it and said, "That is to replenish qi and blood."

He nodded, looking clear.

Fu Tingyun widened her eyes and a bold thought came to her mind.

He stole so much food, but after two or three days of quarantine, he came to find food again. He did not go through the mirror box on her table, but took two bottles of pills for himself... Could it be that he was not alone?

So who is he?

A wanted thief or a fugitive who carries his life in the murderous village?

This kind of person is usually the same person.

Refugees?

The family is home, and the weather is hot, and the 100-hour moves suddenly. There is no food or drink. Some people can't stand it and get sick, so they can only maintain it for two or three days. I heard that it is a pill that replenishes qi and blood. I immediately put it in my arms.

But are refugees as good as him?

With just a little bit of silence, you can't sneak into Jingyue Hall silently.

The more she thought about it, the more she became confused, and the more she thought about it, the less she understood it.

He has already brought up his burden: "I'll come again tomorrow."

Come again tomorrow?

Fu Tingyun stood there as if he had been put on the Dinghai Sword Needle.

He had already opened the window frame lightly, and his body rose and fell like a feathered swallow, disappearing into the willow forest.

The plot of the legendary knight appears before her.

Fu Tingyun was dumbfounded.

From a distance, there were a few barking sounds.

The dog in her yard also started to bark when he heard the movement.

The green calyx was awakened.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Miss Jiu, why have you gotten up by yourself? Just call me a servant if you have anything to do."

Fu Tingyun said "Oh", looked at her for a long time without expression, and then went to bed like a sleepwalking.

Lu'e didn't know what happened, so she scratched her head and poured a cup of tea for Fu Tingyun. As soon as she walked to the bed, Fu Tingyun suddenly sat up with a bad face.
To be continued...