.......(∥≥⌒≤∥)Wow! I am a very emotional fox, so I need some encouragement!......
The savage man's terrifying laughter awakened Ah Fang, and her mind was disturbed! But Ah Xin's neurosis relapsed, and she kept talking nonsense instead of calling the police... No! We are imprisoned! There must be other gangsters!
She immediately used a clever trick to deal with perverts: close her eyes and pretend to be a corpse.
The savage man laughed, roared in fear, opened his mouth and bit her shoulder. A Fang failed and screamed again and again.
Ah Xin thought to himself that if he met such a madman, he would be killed if he didn't resist! So he gritted his teeth, raised his chair and threw it at the savage man.
Unfortunately, the bridal outfit she put on was too wide and she tripped and fell. The heavy camphor wood chair fell from her hands and hit the table beside the couch. The teapot bounced up from the table and luckily hit the savage man on the head.
The boy's head tilted and he fainted.
Afang struggled and knocked him to the ground. Seeing that no one was rushing in, he realized that there were only three of them, and he immediately became angry and said: "Beat him to death!"
Ah Xin got up and lifted the camphor wood chair again. Unfortunately, the savage man was facing up.
Looking at the face that looked exactly like Gao Boyuan, she couldn't do anything, so she threw the chair with a curse, picked up the cell phone that the savage man had dropped on the couch, and took a closer look, and sure enough, there was no signal.
There was a long rope among the clothes scattered beside the bed. She picked it up and tied up the savage man. Afang was angry: "Tie him up! Strangle him! Ha, there is a sword! Stab him to death! Hurry up! This is called self-defense! No!
You have long ears?!" As he spoke, he began to write music by himself, but he couldn't move well just after being possessed, and his body was violently tortured. His back ached and it was difficult to even sit up.
Ah Xin has tied up the barbaric man, wiped his sweat, and supported Ah Fang against the brocade quilt. This one is still trying hard to brainwash: "Being kind to the enemy is a crime against yourself, do you understand?! MD is dead,
Pour me a cup of tea."
Ah Xin was determined to make his friend accept the reality: "There is no water. Listen to me, we have traveled to ancient times! I haven't figured out what the situation is here, so I can't kill the man."
Ah Fang’s eyes widened: “Have you read too many novels?!”
Ah Xin also stared. Ah Fang now looks only fourteen or fifteen, with disheveled hair that looks like a ghost. Showing her a mirror will scare her to death! Unfortunately, there is no bronze mirror in the new house, but if it does, it won't do much. It's so dim.
With so little light, the bronze mirror can only cast blurry shadows.
At this moment, A-Fang had calmed down. In her eyes, A-Xin was a stupid girl and she had to make her own decision when it came to this kind of thing.
Not caring about the pain of losing her body, she held Ah Xin's hand and said as gently as possible: "Think about it with your brain, we have fallen into the basement of Zangxia Temple. Don't be nervous, part of this basement is on the ground, look at the window
, there is light coming in. There are a lot of tourists watching Zangxia, as long as we can attract others' attention... Damn it! Tourists usually don't come to the backyard! Look for it quickly, there should be a door to go out. Uh, isn't that a door? Come and see if you can
can not be opened!"
Ah Xin followed the instructions and walked to the door, stretched out her hand to try, and it was indeed locked from the outside as she expected.
She couldn't help but sigh and looked back: "I can't get out! Ah Fang, maybe you are right, but this guy speaks the Northern Song Dynasty language! It's better to wake him up and ask questions."
A Fang was startled - Liu Xin's parents taught ancient Chinese, so she shouldn't be mistaken, but...
"Don't be silly. Authentic Cantonese is fused with many sounds from ancient Chinese. Looking at this gangster's figure, he must be a descendant of the ancient Central Plains people. Because he lived in the mountains, he has always preserved the language of his ancestors."
Ah Xin couldn't convince her, so she walked up to the savage man and shook his shoulder.
The other party didn't respond. Thinking of the clever tricks on TV, she slapped him with a round hand. The savage man suddenly screamed strangely, jumped up, and the hemp rope on his body was cut off like a paper rope!