"Leave here?" Lu'er was stunned, and Hua'er looked at Ming Xixi in confusion.
"Lu'er hurt Qing'er, Qing'er is the mistress's eyeliner. Xi'er and Sister Hua'er will leave tomorrow. Lu'er is not safe here." Ming Xixi said concisely and clearly.
Huaer said: "Miss Five wants Lu'er to follow us?"
Ming Xixi shook her head: "Lu'er won't go with us. Lu'er will live in another place. Maybe she can learn martial arts."
"Other place? Where is it?" Huaer asked in surprise.
Lu'er also looked at Ming Xixi in confusion, unable to believe it, "Fifth Miss, can I leave? I sold my body to the mansion and sold my body to the second wife. I have no money to redeem myself."
"Xi'er will help you get the contract to sell your body. Just tell Xi'er if you want to leave here." Ming Xi'i looked like a little adult at this time, with a serious expression and an old god.
Lu'er nodded without thinking: "Miss Fifth, I am willing to leave. But... Is the second wife willing to give me the contract to sell my body?"
Ming Xixi did not answer her and continued to ask: "Lu'er, after leaving here, you don't have to go to Hancheng with us. You are still working in Lanlian City. Xi'er tries her best to learn martial arts for you. Are you willing?"
Lu'er was really stunned. Will there be such a good thing? Miss Fifth is only six years old. Can she help her so much? Hua'er also looked puzzled. What medicine does Miss Fifth sell in her gourd?
But seeing that Ming Xixi had no intention of joking, her deep and pure eyes looked particularly bright at this time. Lu'er nodded again: "Miss Fifth, I am willing!"
"That's good, don't speak to anyone. Go and have a meal. Xi'er takes a nap." Ming Xi'er suddenly relaxed his expression, regained her innocence, and smiled at the two of them.
When the last ray of light at dusk also retreated, the darkness descended his wings, depicting hazy clouds and embellishing clear and sparse stars.
There was no moonlight tonight, and even the crescent moon could not be seen. Ming Xixi put on a fitted black suit, covered her black square hat, and a black scarf on her face. She sneaked out of the house with tools and moved towards the door. When she left the gate of Bixianyuan, a black figure flashed out of the room and followed her.
On the roof, the man in black who was sitting quietly stood up suddenly and moved quietly in the direction.
The man in black left the roof of Bixianyuan, and a figure slowly flew over to a certain side. His navy blue dress was no different from black in the dark night. While his toes fell to the roof, everything around him had fallen into his sight. When he glanced at him, he turned around and followed quietly.
On the ground, Ming Xixi quickly and alertly scanned the surroundings. He lifted his breath and climbed over the high wall lightly and landed steadily outside the high wall. The man in black behind her was slender and slender. Seeing that the black scarf on his face moved slightly, it seemed to have made a facial expression, and his eyes were a little worried.
The man in black on the roof had a smile in his eyes. He glanced at the man in black on the ground and suddenly turned around. A figure in the distance. Seeing him looking back, he couldn't hide, so he simply stood still, letting the wind fly over his broad robe, exuding an infinite sense of mystery.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and the man in black fell outside the high wall, continuing to follow the small figure.
Ming Xixi left Ming Mansion and came to the collection place where he was collected. A half-uninhabited mud-breasted spear house was collapsed and uninhabited, and found a beggar sleeping. She approached and saw that it was an old man with a big beard, a messy hair, a hole in his white clothes, and his hands and feet were dirty. The old beggar snored, and a tattered straw mat was placed under her body, and she slept very well.
Suddenly, Ming Xixi's fat little hand itched, a hateful mosquito! She raised her hand and patted it. The old beggar continued to snore, not awakened at all. Ming Xixi stuck out her tongue and quickly walked around a corner of the rotten house, moved the bricks and tiles on it, dug it to the ground for a while, revealing a large red cloth bag. When she opened it, she saw a lot of pieces. She tied the mouth of the cloth bag tightly and carried it on her shoulders.
When Ming Xixi left the broken house, he thought about it and came to the old beggar. He touched his little hand a few times in his arms, reached in front of the old man's nose and gently wiped it. A hint of naughty appeared in his eyes, patting his butt and leaving.
When two large and small figures left, the old beggar man who was snoring suddenly opened his eyes and touched his wiped nose in the dark night, smiling strangely. He turned to look at the corner of the house, stood up, patted his butt and left. After walking a few steps, he turned back, rolled up the rotten straw mat on the ground, and walked towards a bright place where the inn was hanging high.
Huh, a breeze blows, "Who?" Ming Xixi retreated, stood still and looked alert.
"Hehe..." A chuckle fell from the sky, and a handsome figure looked at her with a high smile, took off the black scarf, revealing half of her face.
"Brother?" Ming Xixi was stunned and happy, and ran forward. Ming Xiuhao picked her up and chuckled, "You little night owl, often like this in the middle of the night?"
"It's not that Xi'er stayed up late to deal with the mistress." Ming Xixi said. Sacrifice her precious beauty sleep time and tidy up the mistress before leaving. I'm so sorry for myself.
"What's in cloth bags? Jewelry?" Ming Xiuhao smiled and hugged her and walked back.
Ming Xixi was so happy that someone was riding in a sedan chair and said, "Brother, you are so amazing. You are all the precious jewelry of the mistress. I wonder why the mistress didn't report to the official?"
"Only mistresses know about this." Ming Xiuhao followed her to call mistresses, and felt that the word was quite fresh and interesting.
"Well. Brother, Xi'er is going to kill the chicken. Brother, can you help Xi'er? "
Ming Xiuhaoqi said: "What are you doing when killing a chicken?"
"Use chicken blood instead of dog blood. Apply these jewelry and scatter in the mistress's yard and room." It will also be placed next to her pillow.
"A weird guy. Big brother helps you." It seems that he hasn't done bad things for a long time, Ming Xiuhao likes this feeling quite a lot.
Ming Xiuhao took Ming Xixi to a nearby family and found a chicken cage. He killed two chickens without realizing it, leaving a silver ingot as compensation. Back to Ming Mansion, he first blew the incense in Guan Yier's house and the maid's room outside. Ming Xiuhao was responsible for venting the wind. Ming Xixi scattered the jewelry soaked with chicken blood in the corridor, at the door, Guan Yier's dressing table, drawers, shoes, and pillows. Finally, she picked up the bronze mirror and drew a string of English letters with chicken blood on it.
The precious clothes that Guan Yier lost were also rubbed into shape by Ming Xixi. They were covered with blood. One was thrown in the yard, one was hung on the door, one was covered on the quilt, and one was stained with the most chicken blood. Hehe, Ming Xixi opened a small bottle and put it in front of his nose for someone to take a few breaths. She fell into a coma. She was in a hurry to put it on.
After doing all this, the brother and sister quickly left. At Ming Xixi's suggestion, they carried two innocently sacrificed chickens outside to barbecue.
"Brother, Xi'er will leave tomorrow. Xi'er has something to do. I want to ask my brother." Ming Xixi told Ming Xiuhao about the whole story. Ming Xiuhao's face became dark and heavy. The cold city is thousands of miles away, and it is called the city of death. How sad is Xi'er's second trip? Why is his father so cold and ruthless?