Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

The man denied it very quickly, without blinking or blushing. Little Jiang Si couldn't catch him at all, so she could only give up half-believingly.

But I still feel angry: "Then why did you come to me so late!"

Xiao Jiangsi pretended not to know that she was carried back by a man when she was drunk.

"You really want to leave me!"

Sang Qimo wanted to say that he had come to her when she was drunk.

But if she was told that he came to find her but didn't take her away, she would probably be even angrier, and it would be the kind that couldn't be coaxed well.

There was a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and now he finally understood what it meant to be self-inflicted.

"I never thought of not wanting you, but I found a puppet at that time..."

"puppet?"

"Ah."

He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to explain to Xiao Jiangsi.

"Does Jiaojiao know why I became a puppet master?"

Little Jiangsi shook her head.

Sang Qimo talked about his past.

However, he didn't intend to tell Xiao Jiangsi about his grievances, he just said lightly that he was caught by the puppet master and trained as a medicine man in those years, and he learned these puppet arts under his influence.

"I still learned this skill from him."

He didn't hide his self-deprecating words, but Gu Ruojiao felt distressed when he heard it, and couldn't help holding his hand.

"Then the puppet you mentioned is..."

"It's him." Sang Qi Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Although I only saw the back, I know it must be him."

"You mean the puppet master..."

But isn't he dead? !

Gu Ruojiao was shocked!

I heard Sang Qimo say: "I watched him die with my own eyes, he was definitely dead, but...he may have prepared a puppet for himself a long time ago, and once he died, his soul would enter that puppet's body. "

The puppets that Sang Qimo met that day looked no different from ordinary people in appearance, even if they were moving among the crowd, they would never be spotted in the slightest.

But Sang Qimo himself is a puppet master, and his puppetry is even better than that person.

With just one glance, he immediately realized that it was a puppet!

"His arm swings are very stiff. This kind of situation is usually either stiff or a puppet, but I don't smell the smell of corpses, but there is a smell of tung oil mixed with agarwood."

Sang Qimo pursed his lips: "Tung oil is used to prevent wood from rotting, and that person likes agarwood the most."

Gu Ruojiao didn't doubt his judgment, and the person who was most familiar with that person was Sang Qimo himself.

She just didn't expect that the man was still alive.

He was so obsessed with turning Sang Qimo into a puppet back then, but not only did he not die, but he deliberately wandered around Sang Qimo. Could he still be thinking that way?

After all, it is a puppet made of wood, so it is naturally not as good as Sang Qimo's fate.

"Then what should we do?" Gu Ruojiao panicked.

"don’t worry."

Seeing that she was worried about him, Sang Qimo felt sweet, and at the same time was secretly happy, knowing that he had successfully diverted her attention.

He also comforted her: "He can't do anything to me now"

But Gu Ruojiao still felt uneasy.

I always feel that it is a hidden danger that that person is still alive.

But now is not the time to say that.

After Yunling and Huan'er finished their grief, they saw that the two of them were hugging each other intimately.

Although Huan'er served people in the place of fireworks, she couldn't help but blush when she saw this intimate and seamless picture.

As if sensing their gaze, Sang Qimo adjusted his direction and tightly wrapped Gu Ruojiao in his arms.

Seeing this full of possessiveness, Yun Ling felt embarrassed.