Chapter 27: Master and Servant Life and Death Deed
Chapter 27 Life and Death Contract between Master and Servant
Waiting for words in the boudoir, no one asks, infatuation is ruthlessly bullied
"Okay, you two, it's only a matter of half a pound." Ruan Qingfeng said in a disgraceful way.
"Let's split up and see if there are any valuable clues left here." After Ruan Qingfeng finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the bedroom next to the living room.
Song Wan chose the small bedroom next to the master bedroom. As soon as Fang entered the bedroom, Song Wan felt a strange fragrance blowing towards her face. She coughed violently several times, knowing that this must be the boy's bedroom.
The furnishings in the bedroom are very simple, just a table, a chair and a bed. A blue and white porcelain vase is placed neatly on the table, with a few small black and red flowers like those on the grass outside inserted in the vase.
Seeing this kind of decoration, Songwan couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. Could that person be... Songwan didn't dare to think about it anymore. When she walked to the bed, she saw a clean tube top on the bed. Songwan was dumbfounded. It turned out that
That was not a boy at all, but a girl! A few people only saw the appearance and did not pay attention to her aura.
Song Wan heard the footsteps outside the door and hurriedly hid the tube top under the bed, pretending that nothing had happened and continued to check other places.
"Mei Wan, have you found anything?" Apeng checked the living room, weighed the left and right, and felt that the important things were probably with the boy, because Wuming was often unconscious at the time. If the boy really had something to do with Wuming, then
, Wuming’s most important thing is probably the boy keeping it.
"Brother Apeng, aren't you in the living room?" Song Wan asked.
"The living room is just that big, so you can see everything at a glance," A Peng said.
"Okay, but maybe we made a mistake, so you can't check here." Song Wan said helplessly.
"What?" Apeng didn't understand what Song Wan meant.
"That's not a shy boy at all, that's a shy girl... Hahahahaha." After Song Wan finished speaking, she burst out laughing when she saw A Peng's strange expression, "Why don't you check into my boudoir?"
"How did you know?" Apeng couldn't believe it.
"Here..." Song Wan threw the tube top to Apeng.
"What is this?" Apeng took the tube top and unfolded it generously.
"Um, that's a girl's tube top." Song Wan watched with satisfaction as A Peng's face changed from normal color to red, then purple, and then livid, and she quickly threw away the tube top in her hand.
"You girl..." Apeng was helpless. Although he had practiced for so many years, he had never touched a woman, but he still knew about tube tops.
"Okay, okay, Brother Apeng, just ask Sister Shao Xin to come over. You can go and help Master and Grandpa." Song Wan laughed so hard that tears were about to fall.
"Wan'er, if Master is really that person, what are you going to do?" Song Wan turned around and continued searching. When she heard A Peng's words, her body froze.
"Brother Apeng, even if you owe me in the previous life, Master has already paid off in this life. I owe Master in this life. Besides, no one knows what happened in the God Realm. What we need is unity.
Now is not the time to think wildly." Song Wan lowered her eyes and said.
Apeng said nothing more and turned around to leave, leaving Songwan alone in the room in a daze until Shao Xin came in, "I heard that that boy is a girl?"
"Yes." Song Wan nodded slightly, "Sister Shao Xin, tell me, what should I do if the master is really the person in the previous life?"
"Mei Wan, the past has passed. He has been reincarnated, you have been reincarnated, and everything has started anew. He can't remember the past, so why is he still entangled in the past? You are forcing the past life on your life.
His body is in pain
, you are also in pain. No one is perfect, and you will always make mistakes. Just make up for it. Besides, you should know your heart best. Don't do anything stupid, lest you regret it." Shao Xin
He patted Song Wan on the shoulder and comforted her.
"I know." Song Wan smiled, stood up, and asked Shao Xin to help continue the search. No one noticed that a black figure stood in the shadow of the wooden house outside the door and slowly faded away.
"Boy, you are slacking on my granddaughter again!" Ruan Qingfeng grabbed A Peng's left wrist and shouted in a low voice.
"Grandpa, you are so disrespectful, you actually followed me..." A Peng fired back... Then, the sound of chattering and arguing sounded in the master bedroom.
"Grandpa, did you find anything?" Song Wan couldn't bear it anymore. They all said that a woman is equal to a thousand ducks. How could a man be so noisy?
"It's over!" Ruan Qingfeng said impatiently.
Song Wan and Shao Xin walked towards the master bedroom. Looking back, Song Wan accidentally noticed a painting on the wall. The content of the painting was very simple. A burly young man was holding the hand of a little girl. The little girl looked up and down.
He looked up at the man with some admiration in his eyes, but more with attachment.
Song Wan looked at this painting and was a little stunned. It was like the master and herself. When she was a child, she was not attached to and worshiped the master. However, after the precipitation of Tuxue, that feeling has quietly changed. Even
She can feel it herself.
"Mei Wan, what are you looking at?" Shao Xin followed Song Wan's gaze.
"This is..." Shao Xin touched it gently with his right hand and found that there was something empty behind the painting and it did not look like a wall. He took the painting down and a hidden grid about thirty centimeters appeared in front of the two of them.
Song Wan was afraid that Shao Xin would be in danger, so she stepped in front of Shao Xin. A delicate wooden box in the grid sat quietly. After Song Wan was sure that there was no danger, she gave up the space around her so that Shao Xin could see clearly.
.
Song Wan took out the wooden box, which was decorated with a delicate gold lock. The rosewood box exuded an intoxicating fragrance.
"Should we ask Senior Ruan and the others to come over and open it together?" Shao Xin felt that to be on the safe side, everyone should be called.
"No, there shouldn't be any mechanisms here. They never thought that anyone would come here and find this box." Song Wan said, using a small locking technique, she easily removed the golden lock.
Come down.
Opening the sandalwood box, a puff of black smoke spurted out. Song Wan casually set up a protective formation to cover the smoke, "The little girl is quite scheming."
"What is this?" Shao Xin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Song Wan was fine.
"This is corpse poison. It should be refined from the essence extracted from corpses that are more than ten thousand years old. However, the corpse aura is not that strong. It should come from the pair of antlers we have seen." Song Wan casually wrapped the
The barrier of corpse energy was thrown out of the wooden house, and the puppet army outside exploded in an instant.
This kind of intense conspiracy was like child's play to Song Wan. After eliminating the corpse energy, Song Wan took out a thick book in the box and opened it. On the first page, written in Juan Xiu's handwriting were four large characters, "Fleeing Time"
Notes.
Songwan opened the notepad. There was not a trace of dust on it. It could be seen that it had been wiped frequently. It had written some trivial things about the girl from childhood to adulthood. This person's surname was Xing, and boys were favored over girls in the family, but nature did not follow people's wishes. Five
All the children were daughters. As the youngest girl, she was particularly disliked by her parents. She was not even given a name and was usually just called Xing Wu.
The conditions in Xing Wu's family were not very good. The eldest sister married a butcher in the village, the second sister married a landlord in the neighboring village as a concubine, and the third sister was dissatisfied with her parents' forced marriage and wanted to marry her to the executioner of the yamen. In anger, she fell into the world of mortals.
, became a prostitute, fourth sister
Because of his frail health, he was bedridden all the time. He passed away when he was fifty-three years old. From then on, Xing Wuyi took care of everything inside and outside the family. Gradually, he was forced by the pressure of life and his parents could no longer bear it.
Heavy burden and overwork.
Due to long-term malnutrition and a heavy life burden, Xingwu was much weaker than her peers, and her family conditions were poor. She dressed as a man since she was a child and was raised as a boy by her family. Therefore, when she got married, she was still a virgin.
, no one cares.
In order to make a living, he often went to the nearby mountains to collect medicine. As the saying goes, if you walk at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts. You often walk by the river, and your shoes will not get wet. When Xing was fifty-seven years old, he finally lost his footing and fell off a cliff.
She thought she was bound to die, thinking about how her life
Before holding hands with a man, leaving no descendants for himself, and no one to take care of his parents, he was rescued by Wuming who was passing by. Xing Wu was fascinated by Nangong Siyin's chic and natural charm.
, also stopped her random thoughts.
Accompanied by Nangong Siyin, Xing Wu returned to his home, but where was his home?
The original few thatched houses had been burned to the ground, and his parents had disappeared. Xing Wu became an orphan and lived with Nangong. Because Nangong's cultivation had reached its limit, he never knew that Xing Wu was actually a girl.
Xing Wu, who was raised as a son at home, kept disguising himself as a man and wandered around with Nangong, looking for a place to stay until the two found the space of the tomb.
The other Song Wan only glanced at them a few times, and there was nothing valuable in them. They were all about the love between children and longing for each other. Nangong gradually forgot who she was. Although she reminded her again and again, in the end, she still
Forgetting everything completely, she gradually gave up. No matter who he was, she didn't care, even if he was already a cold and emotionless corpse, even if he had transformed into a corpse and was cruel and violent.
Perhaps it was God's blessing that Xing Wu's kindness finally replaced Nangong's lost humanity, and he began to resist the erosion of the corpse poison.
At first, Siyin Shenjun was not awake for very long, but it was enough for him to know the ins and outs. Xing Wu knew that he was a mortal, and he didn’t know how long he could live. He didn’t know when Siyin Shenjun would fall into a state of confusion again, and he didn’t know.
When would he wake up next? What she was afraid of was that without her around, no one would wake him up. She was afraid that he would sink like this for the rest of his life, so she begged him to find a way to get rid of her mortal body and live.
A little longer.
Siyin Shenjun couldn't bear her plea, so he agreed. However, at that time, Siyin Shenjun had nothing left, so he finally chose a compromise and signed a master-servant contract.