flow from evil

So, early the next morning, Shan Simiao took off his wedding clothes, put on a numb suit, and held a funeral for his dead wife.

It's ridiculous that yesterday the Yang family was full of joy and red candles hung high, but today the mourning hall is white and the lonely lamp is sad.Shan Simiao tossed and tossed all night, and watched the funeral for half a day, just knelt on the ground and burned the paper for a whole morning.At this moment, he finally got the time to go back to the room, but was dragged away by Meng Yunting who had been guarding inside early.

Go in and have a look, good guy, not only Jiang Yingying is there, even the little mute is here.

"Survivor, are you hungry?" Seeing his already dark face, Meng Yunting felt even more amused, "You said that your son-in-law didn't become a widow, and you are really lucky."

"Shut up." Shan Simiao said angrily, picked up a bowl of rice on the table and picked it up.

"Yang Yingquan died strangely. Do you think they would think you were unlucky and kick you out of the Yang family? That's not possible. We have to find that jade face cream quickly." Meng Yunting said.

Shan Si gave him a blank look, finished eating the food in his hands, and then slowly opened his mouth, "I'll go to the pharmacy tonight, and you guys can help me find out something."

"What?" Meng Yunting became excited when he heard the word inquire.Any news worth inquiring about is generally quite interesting.

"Inquire about Hu Bugui's whereabouts."

"Huh?" Meng Yunting didn't understand, but Jiang Yingying at the side did.

"You mean, you suspect that Yang Yingquan's death is related to Hu Bugui?"

"I heard Yang Yingzhu talk about Hu Bugui with his elder brother last night." Shan Simiao said and looked at Jiang Yingying, who was holding the little beggar's hand tightly, and then fell silent again.

"It was Hu Bugui's hand?" Meng Yunting asked in surprise, "Doesn't he just like to challenge the masters, why kill a young lady of the Yang family?"

"So I feel a little strange. A few days ago, there were rumors in the city that the next Hubugui would enter Huaiyang City and challenge the Yang family, but the news has not been confirmed, but Yang Yingquan died at this time, isn't it true? Is it a coincidence?"

"However, the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family don't seem to be considered experts. What is he trying to do to the Yang family at this time?" Meng Yunting asked.

"I don't know, but the behavior of the Yang family is very weird, and they must be hiding something." Shan Simiao frowned, and he still had some questions that he hadn't said to them, such as the appearance of Jun Wuyi, such as the appearance of Yang Yingquan. For example, there seems to be a gap between the two brothers of the Yang family, and... but these are not important. He is too lazy to care about other people's family affairs. The most important thing at present is Jiang Yingying's purpose of tricking them into the Yang family.

"If I find Yuyan Gao tonight, we will leave the Yang family early tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow?" Jiang Yingying raised her head suddenly, and Shan Simiao responded casually, sure that she would find a way to keep the two of them.

"This is a bad place for the Yang family, we can't stay any longer." Shan Simiao squeezed his finger bones, pulled out an all-black suit from the tattered luggage, and slipped out of the room when it was getting dark. out.

It was not very difficult to touch the pharmacy all the way.The layout of Yang's house is elegant and simple, with four courtyards standing in the southeast, northwest and north respectively in the name of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. They are the place where the owner lives. The place where the servants live is in the backyard of the court.

The pharmacy is separated from the study by only one wall, in the Spring Courtyard where Yang Yingsong lives.When Shan Simiao entered the Yang family on the first day, he found that the Chunyuan was facing south and facing the gate of the Yang family. This meant that the Chunyuan was originally the residence of the master Yang Yanfeng, and it was also the core of the Yang family.

When Shan Simiao sneaked into the pharmacy, he didn't see any guards around.The yard was quiet, except for the occasional chirping of insects.

He rummaged around in the room for a while, but he didn't see the thing Jiang Yingying was describing.Green and white like pearls, smooth but not greasy, sweet, with light luster ointment.There are many treasures that he has never seen in the pharmacy, but this jade face ointment is missing.

"Second uncle, please."

Suddenly there was a slight choking sound from the next door, Shan Simiao paused in his hands, and lightly pressed the base of his ear to the wall beside him.The Yang family is rich, and the sound insulation effect of the walls is very good, but he happened to meet Shan Simiao, a monster with sharp eyes and sharp ears. This post, the movement next door, was really heard by him.

"Don't..." The voice belonged to Yang Yingsong, but it was weak with despair.

The other man didn't speak, and could only hear the slight rustling of clothes, and then accompanied by Yang Yingsong's cry of pain, the other man began to breathe heavily.

The sound of physical collision made Shan Simiao suddenly withdraw his ears. Although he had never experienced sex, he had seen a lot of it in the Jianghu these years.Hearing this, he knew that Yang Yingsong was forced.

The man who can be called the second uncle, but who is Yang Yanning?

Shan Simiao shook his head disgustedly, he just wanted to attack his nephew, and even singled out a cripple to bully him, he was really worse than a beast.

Thinking about it, he thought that after Yang Yingquan died that day, he and Jun Wuyi discovered that she was not perfect, maybe she was also raped by this so-called second uncle.

The evil of human nature is worse than the sky.

Shan Simiao no longer cared about the movement next door, and concentrated on searching the medicine room again, but suddenly heard Yang Yanning next door making a sound.

"Yuyan ointment, you can put it on yourself in a while, and I'll come back tomorrow."

Shan Simiao's face darkened when he heard the word Yuyanpao, and his already dark face looked even more frightening now.The door opened and closed, and there was no movement next door.

Shan Simiao had no choice but to leave the pharmacy, quietly opened a small opening under the window sill of the study, and looked in.

On the beauty couch in the inner room, Yang Yingsong was naked, digging out some ointment from a small box beside him, and rubbing it on his back.He couldn't move his lower body, so he had to lie on the couch and reach for his injured area with his hands. His legs were long and thin, and they even seemed a little fragile due to years of inactivity, but there was no expression on his face, as if he was used to it .

Shan Simiao moved the tip of her nose, and there was a sweet smell in the air, which Jiang Yingying had described.But what's more, it's the rotten smell left after sex.

For the first time, Shan Simiao was a little disgusted with his oversensitive five senses. Finally, after the person inside finished applying the medicine, he got dressed and moved himself back into the wheelchair, thinking that he would go in and get the ointment when he left, but he saw Yang Ying, who was in the wheelchair, let go of her hand, forced a sneer, and suddenly threw the ointment box tightly in her hand out of the window with a loud snap.

Shan Simiao instinctively turned sideways to catch it, just in time to catch the ointment he threw out, and his palm was aching from the vibration of the box.

Shan Simiao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this thing to be so easy to come by, he glanced in again, and saw that he had returned to his usual gentle face and was coming towards the door, then he shrank back and hurriedly slip back.

When I got back to the room, the sky was already white.Shan Simiao skimmed off the used layer of the ointment, and carefully applied the unused layer on the face.Not long after this was done, Meng Yunting came in early with a big basket in his arms.

"What are you here for, you don't know how to knock on the door?" Shan Simiao looked very funny with his face covered in ointment.

Meng Yunting let out a chuckle, put the snacks on the table, and said, "Master, I specially brought you breakfast, and showed me a face, oh, look at this slippery little face, it seems to be Got it?"

Shan Simiao picked up an osmanthus cake and chewed it slowly, ignoring him.

Meng Yunting curled her lips, and suddenly saw that there was a layer of crystal clear ointment on the ointment box, as if it had been scraped off it specially, so she wiped it with her fingers like a money fanatic, and then applied it to her face.

While smearing it, he was stunned, "I said you, this kind of good thing, you just waste it like this, use it carefully, don't you know, come on, help me see if it's white?"

"But... I said why this thing has a strange smell."

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Shan Simiao's mouth almost spit out, thinking that the things that people have stabbed in his mouth, could there be a strange smell, and he had to deal with it for a long time before he could be ruthless.

Just as he was thinking about whether to tell this guy, he heard a knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the door opened, an attendant was knocking on the door in a calm manner, talking and laughing with his partner at the same time, one of them didn't pay attention, and almost fell a big somersault.

"Grandpa, the second master called everyone to the hall, and I'll be waiting for you." The attendant saw him, and without bowing, he turned around and left after seeing him coldly. He was calling him like a uncle, It is clearly regarded as a broom star.

Shan Simiao was not angry, he responded casually, changed into some clean clothes, and went into the hall together with Meng Yunting.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that everyone was there, including those who came to congratulate me.

"Hey, the groom is here." Na Lian Yishuo was the first to see him, and sneered as usual.Shan Simiao glanced at him and ignored him.

"Is he the husband you chose for Quan'er?" The man sitting on the upper seat put down the teacup in his hand, and looked up at Shan Simiao.

The man appeared to be in his early fifties, with average features and a strong physique.He is clearly well-dressed and has an extraordinary conversation, but his eyes are too sharp, and the arrogance and arrogance in those eyes is almost disgusting.

"This person is Yang Yanning? It doesn't seem easy to get along with him." Meng Yunting also muttered aside.

It's not just that it's not easy to get along with each other, Shan Simiao thought silently.

"Second Uncle, what's the matter, you insisted on calling us all so early in the morning." Yang Yingzhu, who was seated on the side seat, interrupted his question impatiently, and Yang Yanning snorted coldly, obviously for this The second nephew, who is not doing business properly, is not very satisfied, but it seems that Yang Yingzhu is also quite critical of him.

"I received this when I came back early this morning. You can see for yourself." Yang Yanning didn't say a word about Yang Yingquan's death, and just threw a thin piece of letter paper on Yang Yingsong's lap.

Yang Yingsong picked it up and looked at it, but his expression changed drastically.

"It's Hu Bugui."

"Hu Bugui? He still dares to provoke trouble?" Yang Yingzhu became angry when he heard this, and was about to slap the table and get up immediately, but when he turned his eyes, he saw that all the guests in the Jianghu were silent.

Shan Simiao looked around and found it quite interesting.The people in this hall really have their own thoughts, and some people almost have the four characters of gloating and gloating on their faces.The so-called tree fell and the monkeys scattered, I am afraid that this group of monkeys still want to get another piece of the pie.