Shin's painter

And Shen Xiaozhi who stayed where she was, murmured to herself: So I don't have anyone I like? !

The spring wind is still there, the white lotus is swaying, and the smell of turbid wine is wafting.

Painter Shen sat on the rock and meditated. It seemed that something had penetrated into her mind and produced subtle changes, but she didn't know it.

The author has something to say: This chapter is so heartbreaking!Woo. . . .

Chapter 42

Some people believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, while others scoff at it.If it is said that worshiping the Buddha is for peace of mind, burning incense is just to comfort oneself.

A few strong men with sharpened knives suddenly appeared in front of them, and Shen Xiaozhi regretted not burning incense when he went out, and couldn't find any comfort.

Having explained the matter to Sun Ling yesterday, it was naturally not good to stay in the Sun residence, so she got up early in the morning, changed into a dark blue long gown that was not noticeable, and dressed up in black silk as a man's attire.

Sandalwood has booked several rented houses, and she plans to choose one of them to live in.

The Sun Mansion guaranteed the safety of her and her family, which made her dependent.

Compared with her life being threatened, Shen Xiaozhi thinks that dependence is the most dangerous.If this matter is not resolved, her life will be like hanging on a cliff, and she will be terrified day and night.

She only worries about her son and Sandalwood.

How about keeping Xiuwa in the Sun Mansion temporarily?

Most of the rented houses are located in the south of the city, whether it is far or close to the Sun family.

Shen Xiaozhi looked at the three houses and already had a plan in mind.Everyone has preconceived ideas. She is satisfied with the first house. There is a lotus pond on the side of the house. The small building is simple and elegant.

After saying goodbye to the renter, she walked down the street looking for childhood memories.

She loves mountains and rivers, and once traveled all over Jindu City alone in order to draw various beautiful scenery.

There are the most residential houses in the south of the city, and the situation of one household in one alley is almost non-existent. The densely packed streets and alleys are always full of people, hawking and shouting, full of smoke and fire.

In the old house in the south of the city, my brother has sold it to someone else. She dug a few of the pond of lotus that A Niang planted for her and kept them in the bamboo forest in the east of the city. Every year when the flowers bloom, she can cherish it temporarily.

When she looked up, she strayed into a deserted alley.

The prison in front of me used to be the prison of Yifu, where many prisoners were imprisoned, many died unjustly, and many died unjustly.

She used to play here with her elder brother when she was a child, and she only dared to take a peek outside, but did not enter.

Shen Xiaozhi took a step back, but was already surrounded by people.

This time, she was alone without Sun Ling's protection, so it might be a bad luck.

"Brothers, I'm in a hurry to go out today, and I don't have any treasure with me. This is," she took out her purse and offered it, "This is a little thought from me, I hope all brothers will accept it!"

There is no retreat before, but there are soldiers behind.

Of course, Shen Xiaozhi wouldn't naively think that this group of strong men would have nothing to do when they were full, and ran to this ghostly place where no ghosts would come to stop the bullies who didn't know when they would come.

They are here for her.

Judging from his aura, he should be from the same den of thieves as the person who was intercepted before.

Sure enough, the strong men were not interested in her purse and directly pointed out her identity. "Painter Shen, please come with us!"

Please?

This is clearly hijacking.

Shen Xiaozhi took back the purse and asked calmly, "What if I don't go with you?"

"Then we can only offend!" The big man in the lead was as majestic as an ox, his hair was like a steel needle rushing upwards, his speech was different from others, he was decent and polite, it seemed that he was not an ordinary thief.

"Who sent you here? Do you know that I am a painter who was appointed by the Holy Master? If you hurt me, not only will your punishment be doubled, but you will even lose your life. If you let me go, I will pretend that I have never met you!" Shen Xiaozhi said. Playing hard and soft, trying to delay time, hoping to seek a chance to be rescued.

But that person refused to accept his will, waved his hand and said: "Master Shen, please!" There was no room for her to resist.

Shen Xiaozhi stepped forward, pretending to be obedient, turned around suddenly, and ran into the creepy "prison".The strong man yelled: "Chasing, don't let her escape!"

Knowing that there is no way to escape, still gnashing your teeth and fighting hard is the self-survival desire in human nature.

As soon as he entered the deserted courtyard, under the nourishment of the spring rain, weeds grew wildly, wild vines were entwined, and the wind was blowing.The eagle catches the chick, and Shen Xiaozhi has been captured in three or two steps.

The man tied her hands with cloth and wrapped them carefully.The master told Painter Shen that the hands are the national treasures of the Mihara Kingdom, and that they should not be hurt at all unless necessary.

Shen Xiaozhi turned around, and as soon as she stood still, she heard a burst of piercing laughter, and a person came from among the broken tiles.

She fixed her eyes on—

"Young Master Xian?!"

Shen Xiaozhi squinted her phoenix eyes, and looked at Xian Pingfeng in disbelief with a smile on her face, with a sinister and cunning expression.Although she vaguely felt that it was done by an acquaintance, she never guessed that the culprit was Xi Pingfeng, the Yuan family cousin who proposed to her last two months.

It turns out that all the sincerity is an illusion.

After many failures, Xian Pingfeng decided to go out in person, and he did not hesitate to reveal his identity, because he had no intention of letting painter Shen go back. This woman has a pair of good hands who turn stones into gold, and a piece of paper is worth thousands of gold, which should not be underestimated. wealth.

In short, Shen Painter is already in his pocket.

He approached triumphantly, and said with a smile, "Master Shen, long time no see!"

Shen Xiaozhi lowered her face and stared at him angrily, unwilling to talk nonsense with him. "What is your purpose in arresting me?"

Xi Pingfeng tilted his head, signaling the strong men to back down, leaving only the strong man with hair like steel needles, it seems that this man is his right-hand man.He opened up a drawing.