Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 271 Weak Paper Demon VS High Monk (3)

"I'll look for you tomorrow." Hearing the voice outside the hall, Shi Yi quickly returned to the scriptures, still clinging to the tattered old paper.From the eyes of others, it is just an inconspicuous old scripture.

"Master, Mrs. Rong has been ill since she came down from the mountain, and now rich man Rong and his guards are coming up the mountain aggressively." The little monk tried his best to calm himself down, but the brows on his face were almost connected together. up.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. Go out and meet." Kong Wu raised his eyes from the futon, picked up the old scriptures at his feet, and placed them on the incense table, with a dignified posture and a compassionate expression, like The bodhisattvas in the temple almost eliminated the fear in the little novice's heart.

The little monk followed behind his master and walked out of the hall step by step.Outside the door, Rong Sheng was already waiting for them with his guards.He kept his eyes fixed on Rongsheng, thinking that if Rongsheng gave any order, he would be able to find out immediately and remind his master, but Rongsheng's performance surprised him.

"Master, is there really nothing we can do?" Rong Sheng and the guards he brought knelt down in front of them, speaking sadly.

Rong family, Mrs. Rong's room.

On the bed, Mrs. Rong's eyes were wide open, the eyeballs were cloudy and sticky, her cheeks were sunken deeply, and there was no sign of life, but the lips on the loose skin were still trembling slightly, which made people feel uncomfortable. It was obvious that she was a restless person.

"Old lady, the young master just went to Pushan Temple, you must wait." Michun, the girl who was brought back to life by Rong Sheng, held her rough hand like withered, her face was pale, but her eyes were red, and her cheeks were red It was full of tears, and it seemed to others that they were really sincere.

Even Yuniang, who has been with Mrs. Rong for many years and is known as the golden eye, was moved by her, and persuaded: "Good boy, go back, you will not eat or drink for three days and kneel in front of the Bodhisattva to pray for the old lady. If you go down, your body will not be able to bear it. Who will take care of the young master then?"

Yu Niang spoke beautifully on the scene, but she had other plans in her heart.Once this old lady Rong died, she would have no backing.Without money and income, the family's gambler husband will definitely teach her to behave again. The man who blacksmiths is very strong, and she can't bear a few whips.Now in the Rong Mansion, Michun, the girl in front of her, has a close relationship with the young master of the family, so she has to rely on her when she has made plans for herself.

"Yu Niang, you have worked hard recently. Look at you, you have lost a lot of weight. I have been with the old lady for so many years, and I can't even take good care of my own children. It is really hard for you. You are afraid that even he is seriously ill. I don't know anything." Seeing the worry flashing in Yuniang's eyes when she heard her son's serious illness, Michun turned to hold her hand, and sincerely persuaded: "It's enough for me to guard here, old madam. How long have you been here?" It's been a while since I saw Bao'er, he was young and suddenly became seriously ill, just when he needs a mother, you should go back and take a look when you have time."

"I'm afraid this is not good. The old lady is still ill, and the young master has not come back yet." Yuniang's face moved slightly, and her heart turned a few times, obviously tempted.

Her husband, a dead ghost, can't earn a few silver coins all year round.Every time I come to her to search.As soon as I have money, I immediately go to the brothel, and I don't even care about my son.Now Bao'er is seriously ill, and she doesn't know if she will eat or drink at home.

Michun knew that she meant it, so she hurriedly persuaded her: "Yu Niang, I am the girl rescued by the young master, and everyone in the house is guarding her. You go back and take a look at your seriously ill son before you come back. The old lady is still healthy and healthy." The ground is lying here. Why do you have so many worries?"

Yu Niang glanced at the dead Mrs. Rong lying on the bed, and thought of her son who might die because of a serious illness lying in bed without eating or drinking. After weighing the two, she chose her closest relative.She held Michun's hand with both hands, and said half-truthfully, "I've been working hard here Michun girl, and I'll come when I go back and finish watching Bao'er."

"Sister Yu Niang, go at ease. In order to stop those picky people, if someone asks, you can say that the old lady wants to eat sugar oil cakes, please take a piece of cake when you come back." Michun Looking into her eyes, he said a formula.

Yu Niang was only three-point truthful at first, but because of her words, she immediately became three-point truthful, and her face was a little emotional, "Then it's hard for my sister."

After sending away Yuniang, the other servant girls in this house were also driven out of the house by Michun with the excuse of boredom.So, in this huge and magnificent room, only she and Mrs. Rong lying on the bed were left.

Although the old lady Rong lying on the bed couldn't move, her ears were still sensitive. She couldn't stop Yuniang from going back to see her son, but Michun, a dead girl, was always trying to please her in every way, and now is the time to show it. She believed that Michun would not let her down.

She regarded Michun's act of driving away other maidservants as a fight for favor.

Standing in front of the bed, Michun looked at this benevolent old lady who was praised by outsiders without knowing it, and couldn't help but spit.

The eyebrows were wet, causing Madam Rong's wide eyes to blink for a moment, and then continued to stare.After all, she misunderstood this girl, and even insulted her while there was no one in the room to serve her.

"Do you know why I try to please you over and over again?" Mi Chun knelt in front of her, held her hand, and asked in a low voice.

If someone suddenly broke in at this time and saw this scene, they would naturally think that it was her filial piety and sincerity and did not suspect him.This is the meaning of her move.

Mrs. Rong thought carefully about the origin of Michun's dead girl, but she was just a half-dead girl picked up by the side of the road. She frowned and wanted to scold, but she couldn't make any sound.

"I know the old lady is definitely going to reprimand Mi Chunmu for being disrespectful..." Michun's face was gentle, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was even more reassuring. When Old Madam Rong knew her mistake, she was about to forgive her, but she went down One sentence made Mrs. Rong so angry that she almost sat up from the bed.

"But do you deserve it?" Mi Chun stretched out her other hand and patted her face hard twice.

Mrs. Rong's eyes widened, as if she could stare Michun to death.She has lived for decades, and this is the first time she has met such an arrogant girl.I hate her for being paralyzed on the bed, otherwise she would definitely jump up and slap her hard.

Seeing that there was no mark on the face of the old lady who was not on the bed, Michun grinned, "That's right, the old lady has committed many evils in her life, how can she think of our Liu family?"

Liu family?The eyes of the old Mrs. Rong lying on the bed opened and closed suddenly. Could it be the family of Liu Dahu who she worked as a long-term worker in other places ten years ago?Isn't everyone burned to death by her?How could there be such a troublesome girl?

　Juvenile parentlessness: the loss of a father at a young age

　　
　
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