The beginning of the escape: the villain, the husband, is a yandere

Ever since she came to this world through a book, Ling Xin felt that she was quite lucky.

Especially when looking for treasures, you can find them accurately.

Looking at the bugs crawling on the wall, she felt that there must be something she wanted inside the wall.

Just as she was thinking about how to get in, she suddenly felt someone approaching.

She hid in the space in a flash.

The person who came in was a man, tall and slender, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Those eyes were extremely beautiful, and the blue pupils slyly scanned the room.

Then he walked towards the wall where the worms were crawling, stretched out his hand and started groping on it.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of those Gu insects at all?

To be precise, those Gu insects were afraid of him and avoided the places where his hands touched.

Ling Xin looked amazing, and her envy was genuine.

Finally, he pressed his hand behind a few evading insects.

The wall slowly opened, and a door appeared through which a person passed.

Ling Xin: "..."

If it weren't for this person, she might not have found this secret room in her life.

Although she was curious about what was inside, she held back and did not come out.

That is, it is time for a cup of tea, and the man comes out.

His expression couldn't be seen through the mask, but he probably got what he wanted and left without any regrets.

As soon as he left, the bugs gathered again at the button.

Ling Xin quickly put on safety gloves, opened the door of the secret room, and entered.

It's not big inside, only about thirty square meters.

On one side is a wooden square table and a chair.

There were more than a dozen boxes of things on the other side, covered with a thick layer of dust.

It can be seen that the deceased great master was not very interested in gold and silver treasures.

On the contrary, the table was clean without a trace of dust.

She casually received a dozen large boxes into the space.

Fly legs are also meat. Although there is not much, you must take it away when you see it.

Then he walked towards the table.

There is a Feng Shui book and a compass on the table.

The man who came in just now didn't go to the big box at all. He probably found something on the table.

She didn't know what it was.

She lowered her body and touched the bottom of the table again, and she really found a hidden compartment.

Open it and there is a stack of letters inside.

She didn't have time to read it carefully, so she only read it in a hurry.

It turned out to be...a love letter?

The longing between the lines is very explicit.

The most regrettable thing is that there is no payment.

There are dozens of letters ranging from old to brand new.

She was looking at the oldest ones, which were all yellowed but were still being kept. She thought that the woman in the letter was very important to the Grand Master.

There was no time to look at it carefully now, so she simply put all the letters into the space and hurried out.

As soon as I walked out of the gate of the temple, I heard someone running hurriedly in front of me and saying to the guards: "The little national master is here!"

Ling Xin was about to turn around and leave. When she heard that there was still a young national master, she stopped again and hid behind a big tree.

Regarding the culture of southern Xinjiang and the general rise and fall of the country, Lin Ziyuan told her, and Xiao Rongxuan also said something to her on the way.

All I know is that here we believe in gods, Feng Shui, and things like raising poisonous insects are particularly respected.

The reason why the National Master is sought after by so many people is because he is very good at reading Feng Shui and can also tell people about good and bad luck.

The calculation was accurate, and people naturally regarded him as a god.

What is the role of the little national master?

After the death of the Great Imperial Master, the guards guarding the temple were as frightened as if they had lost the protection of gods.

When they heard that the Little Imperial Master was coming, they seemed to see hope and waited with special respect.

Soon, a man in a white dress came over.

He was tall and slender, with a pair of blue pupils. He was clearly the man who had just entered the secret room in the temple.

Ling Xin: "..."

She was all covered up.

He is a junior national master...?What happened just now?

"See the Imperial Master..." The heads of the guards turned quickly.

If the great national master dies, then the next national master must be the small national master.

This move seemed to be very effective, and the joy on the face of the little Imperial Master was visible to the naked eye: "The Great Imperial Master has worked hard for our southern Xinjiang for decades, so he must be buried with dignity!

I originally accepted the king's order to assist the Grand Master in the sacrificial ceremony, but I didn't expect that..."

Come and collect his body.

He couldn't say how he felt.

Sadness is definitely sad.

He grew up with the Great Imperial Master.

However, he was also happy that he finally came forward.

Otherwise, under the pressure of the Grand Imperial Master, he would always be shorter and have to obey the Grand Imperial Master's arrangements in everything.

From now on, he will have the final say, and no one will tell him what to do anymore.

The sacrificial ceremony lasts three days.

It was only the first day, but the great national master was gone. He had to complete the next two days personally, which made me feel happy just thinking about it.

However, his happiness was only momentary, and he returned to his normal state.

In fact, he tried his best to imitate the great national master's friendly and friendly expression, but that was a bit difficult. He could only maintain his kindness so as not to be repelled by others.

Next, he arranged for people to hold tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony, and also arranged for the great national master to be buried.

Busy as he was, he felt extremely fulfilled.

Ling Xin didn't have any feelings for him, and there was no conflict of interest with her anyway.

I'm just a little curious about what he took from the Grand Master's secret room.

It was estimated that there would be no results if she followed, so she left the temple.

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On the other side, Xiaoyao Wang secretly followed Yu Lingxiao all the way to the inn where he stayed before.

What a coincidence, Xiao Rongxuan is here.

Xiao Rongxuan, who returned to the inn, felt uneasy when he heard that Ling Xin and the others had not returned for three days.

Being unfamiliar with this place, he naturally didn't know where she could go. In addition to guarding her at the inn, he also spent money to send people everywhere to inquire about her, but there was still no news about them.

Just when he was worried, Yu Lingxiao led a group of people to the inn: "Is there a woman named Ling Xin here?"

The innkeeper saw that she was so arrogant and did not dare to delay. He quickly took out his account book and looked through it and said truthfully: "No!"

When Ling Xin checked in, she registered as Mrs. Lin.

In this world, as long as you give money, you won't check so carefully, especially in this kind of zone.

"Saint, do you still remember what she looks like and what are her characteristics?" Someone saw that Yu Lingxiao was a saint from southern Xinjiang, and wanted to give her clues to please her.

I heard that the saint in southern Xinjiang is the most holy existence in the world.

If she can pray for you, everything will be fine.

Yu Lingxiao felt that Ling Xin might not use her own name, so she described Ling Xin's characteristics: "She is accompanied by an old man with white hair, tall..."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he realized that these were Boss Xiao's friends, Mrs. Lin and the old man.

Worried the most, he couldn't care less about Chang Bu's regular customers: "That's Mrs. Lin you're talking about. She was introduced by Boss Xiao. Boss Xiao..."