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Chapter Thirteen: Followers

Chapter 13 Follower

Xiao Ying was very unwilling to give up and whispered, "I can't do anything to do it."

Jia Jun, who happened to come up and wanted to cherish the sweet and savor Xiao Ying, said: "..." He was too careless.

I actually forgot that this girl can keep her face calm and bent when facing rotten corpses, let alone a living person.

Jia Jun also left in shame. Today, his worldview was almost reshaped, and he had to spend more time to digest it.

In the end, the little scholar was soft-hearted and hesitated for a while, and decided to ask Xiao Ying to leave together.

"Miss Xiao... Go home... Go home. No matter how late you are, you can only sleep in the charity house."

Because of fear, his stuttering habit in front of Xiao Ying was cured without hesitation.

Xiao Ying sighed, still unwilling to accept it. "Yin Jiuming is a bad person."

This is more like acting cute than cursing people. However, the little scholar did not realize that in his opinion, Xiao Ying was not a girl at all. What kind of girl can face rotten bones without changing her face. Anyway, the little scholar did not have the courage. He shrank his neck and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing towards him.

The little scholar almost howled out of fear.

Fortunately, the next moment, a voice saved him.

"Wait, I'll go with you too."

Then, the world suddenly became quiet.

The setting sun sets, the ravens returning late pass through the sky, and the rattles suddenly break the dead silence.

Yin Jiuming and Jia Jun stopped. Jia Jun looked like a ghost on his face. "Nie Xuan, when Lord Miao came to invite him in person, you would never leave the charity village. Now you take the initiative to follow us. You are crazy."

Nie Xuan glanced at Jia Jun with great disgust.

"It's not with you, it's with this girl."

As soon as these words were said, Yin Jiuming's face became even colder.

Although Xiao Ying was confused, she could have instinctively told her that there was high energy and danger ahead.

She quickly moved and set a distance with Nie Xuan. In the eyes of Jia Jun and others, she was not like a girl anymore. If she had anything to do with Nie Xuan again...

Next time, Yin Jiuming will not just say the word "self-respect", it's time to change it to "Shentan"... Who made her not respect herself and also unfaithful?

You can imagine how thorny your way forward is.

Jia Jun stepped forward and gestured to touch Nie Xuan's head. "It's not hot, why are you just talking crazy? Miss Ying is a little girl, what do you think of leaving with Miss Ying? Could it be considered a son-in-law?"

After Jia Jun finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold intention coming towards him.

He suddenly turned around and heard Yin Jiuming's indifferent face.

"Since you have decided, let's go together."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, not stopping again this time.

Jia Jun touched his nose and felt that the world was really fantastic. He regarded Yizhuang as his home. His first family responded righteously and righteously: guarding the corpse was his love for his life. If he beat him to death, he had to hold the coffin and die together.

Now there is no girl coming to the charity village.

He got shameless and stuck on it.

What kind of world is this? Why are they so abnormal?

Jia Jun turned around and left with a look of unclear view.

Then there were a few officers who chattered on weekdays and had to ask Jia Jun for a drink this trip, but today, the few people were so smart that they didn't speak.

There is no way, all day today, it seems that something is wrong.

There is something strange everywhere.

Several people still think that life is the most important thing. As for the wineworms in their stomachs, let’s put it first.

Finally, there is the little scholar.

He really didn't know what to say, and he wanted to reveal it to Xiao Ying, but when he saw Nie Xuan who was "eying" beside him, the little scholar finally chased Jia Jun and others without a trace.

Watching myself be left behind.

Xiao Ying didn't know whether she should be angry or cry.

Thank you for most of the time, I have been helping the yamen, but these people have a very skill in destroying bridges across the river. Even her lonely soul in another world is beyond the reach of the world.

"I have no money and no strength. I am still under the low eaves of others and rely on others to help me. I can't afford to support you."

Nie Xuan finally had time to see Xiao Ying.

I just think that although this girl is clean and has a very straightforward mouth, she seems to have a bad mind.

"...I have money, I can raise Miss Yingzi."

"You are going to follow me, no matter how much money you have, you are also a servant.

By the way, my surname is Xiao, and I call me Miss Xiao.”

Everyone thought she was a fool and bullied her.

I really think she doesn't know what Nie Xuan is thinking.

Everyone is the only one who comes from outside. These people have to make trouble and of course they have to make her decisions.

This person is named Nie Xuan. Although he is a charity shop, Xiao Ying, no matter how he looks at it, he feels that this person cannot be hidden.

Since this person has chosen her.

She seemed to be unable to drive away. Since she couldn't hide, she simply used the convenience of the things.

Sure enough, Nie Xuan's face seemed to have turned black.

Then he snorted coldly, crossed Xiao Ying, and chased everyone.

Xiao Ying smiled and felt that this world might not be as desperate as she thought. Perhaps, it was really another village.

"...Do you need to lock the door? You can lose the coffin."

Nie Xuan seemed to be pausing in front of him.

Then he couldn't help but look after Jia Jun and others as if Xiao Ying was plague.

The return journey was very silent.

Whether it was Jia Jun or the young scholar, it seemed that he had no interest in speaking.

Yin Jiuming was in a bad mood throughout the whole process.

It seems to be more silent than when I came.

Since no one spoke, Xiao Ying simply thought while walking.

These girls were obviously not harmed by one person.

Most of them were killed by that mysterious murderer.

But the two people who died near the City God Temple were obviously flirting with each other. In order to cover up, the murderer disguised himself as the scene.

Piansheng met a little scholar like a two-knit coroner.

Almost let the real murderer succeed.

As for the murdered girls in this town, they are safe because they are buried.

Xiao Ying cannot check it.

But that's enough.

What we know can prove that there is indeed a force... selecting targets in secret, then killing the girl, and then piercing it with a sword... As for the purpose? Is it a cult organization and a blood sacrifice thing?

In front of the gate of Guancheng, the group finally entered the city.

Jia Jun took a servant back to the county government to report his life.

Yin Jiuming left on his own.

As for Xiao Ying...

Jia Jun said that Xiao Ying lived in the little scholar's house anyway, so she was not afraid of her escaping, so she asked the little scholar to guard it nearby.

And Nie Xuan, the guy who had been attached to Xiao Ying for some reason.

No matter how sarcastic Jia Jun sarcastic.

The little scholar was so surprised when he saw his eyes.

Nie Xuan was still motionless, with a stubborn look as if he was not afraid of boiling water.

Xiao Ying left, and he followed.

Finally, I really followed Xiao Ying back to Nanhe Village...

Po Wu was frightened this day, afraid that Xiao Ying would implicate her baby son.

When he saved Xiao Ying, he wanted to accumulate some good deeds so that the Bodhisattva could protect his son.

Now, Po Wu regrets it... He had some selfish intentions at the beginning. But this girl was not diligent in all four bodies and had no distinction between grains. Not to mention that her son was a yamen, even if Wu Wenjing was a farmer, Po Wu felt that Xiao Ying was not worthy of her baby son.
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