Chapter 10 Playing Cards Without Routines

She was sore all over, her eyelids were as heavy as gold, and Lin Miaomiao took the strength of her boss to finally open her eyes. Her body was sweating and uncomfortable. She opened the quilt covering her body, turned over to get up, sat on the bedside, and looked around. .

Where is this?

The antique rooms are more elegant than the previous inn. The small table next to the bed is filled with a white jade-like crystal bowl. The bowl is filled with coffee-colored unknown liquid, and the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine is diffused. People gagged.

When the old man took her away, she was injured somehow and vomited blood. Later, when the old man carried her down from the roof, she fainted, and then ... what happened later?

This room looks pretty good. The old man is a poor ghost. This is definitely not his place. Could it be that she is still in that horrible village? Where is the bad old man? This bowl of medicine should have been given to her. Who saved her? And ... Lin Miaomiao looked down at her clothes, and who changed her clothes?

At the time of Lin Miaomiao's conjecture, the door of the room was "squeaked" and a man, a woman, and a woman came in.

The head-headed man was dressed in a black robe with a golden edge and a half-white mask on his face, looking at only half of his face, with sharp edges and corners, his eyes were dark and deep, and he did not consciously give a sense of oppression.

This is the man standing in the gazebo that day. The thought of the name Lin Miaomiao shuddered and shrank his neck subconsciously.

Next to him was a woman who was 18 or 19 years old, with a beautiful face, but just like this ghost and sorrow, exuding an air conditioner that was not close to others.

"Wake up, just right." Gui Jianyou sat down at the table, resting his hands on the small table, and his slender fingers knocked on the table unconsciously, saying, "Shao Shijin said that you are quite interesting."

Cast less? Who is Shao Shijin? That day, I heard him call the old man the old man, Shao Shijin is the name of the old man?

What does it mean to say she's funny?

Lin Miaomiao stared at the ghost and worried, listening to him, thinking quickly.

"Everyone who has come to my Mumu Villa has to come up with something I find interesting."

Lin Miaomiao: This village is called Meimu Villa? The name is pretty good, but she didn't want to come in! Is she being bullied?

"In addition, I saved your life, so you need to take out two." Gui Jianyou continued.

Saved her life? Didn't he hurt himself? Although Lin Miaomiao doesn't know how to do it, it feels more terrifying than the legend that can take the first-level blood drops thousands of miles away!

"But you don't seem to have anything I am interested in. Since you are not here voluntarily, I may allow you to write a letter to Lin Zhongsheng so that people can send things in, but ..." He paused, Gui Jianchou put up two fingers and said, "I only give you two chances. If the items you send are not what I want, then please ask Miss Lin to narrow down your eyes and give them to me."

Seeing the young girl in front of her eyes constantly changing, Guikou could not help but slightly raise her lips.

Her eyes are better than Dong Zhong's.

Lin Miaomiao stared at him uncomfortably and swallowed subconsciously.

She's not Lin Zhongsheng's daughter. How can she write to someone to ask for something? Also, shouldn't you usually say three opportunities? Why didn't this ancient man show his cards at all? It also makes people dig their own eyes, which is really abnormal! What quirk is this guy? Where does she know what he is interested in!

Although Lin Miaomiao was full of slander, she didn't dare to say a word at this time. At this moment, she couldn't figure out the situation. The ghost was so sad that she was really scared. If she was not careful, she would lose her life! So she thinks it's safest to say nothing at this time!

Seeing Lin Miaomiao still seeing himself silently, his eyes flashed with a metered amount of light, wondering what he was thinking.

It is not stupid without being extremely smart, but it does not look like an interesting person.

Gui Guyou was a little disappointed, but fortunately, she still had a little use value. He lost his patience, stood up, looked at Lin Miaomiao condescendingly, and said ruthlessly: "It is about a day away from the Fuwei Dart Board. Give you two days. The letter is ready to tell Huaizhu. "

After saying nothing, he turned and left.

After the ghost saw me away, Lin Miaomiao slowly relaxed and exhaled a long breath. The woman who came in with ghosts and worries is still standing, expressionless, and although it makes people feel depressed, it is much better than when ghosts and worries are present.

She's Huaizhu, who said she was sad.

Something interesting? What's so interesting? It's a headache! Would it really make her dug her eyes if she couldn't get it out? Lin Miaomiao took a cold slap, hugged her arms, rubbed her hands back and forth, her stomach groaned out of time, she felt hungry, and it looked like it was noon outside, it was the evening before she passed out How long has it been unconscious?

No, you have to think of a way!

Lin Miaomiao looked at Huaizhu, changed to a brighter smile than flowers, and asked with a sweet voice: "Is this ... how many days have I been unconscious?"

"Two days." Huaizhu didn't even look at her, and two words rushed out of her mouth.

Unconscious for two days? I'm so hurt! Humph! The ghost who hurt her is sad, and the bad old man who hurt her hurts less! Write down this account first!

I do n't know if they are still here, maybe I can ask them to help ...

"Are you taking care of me for those two days?" Lin Miaomiao asked again.

"Yes."

"Really?" Lin Miaomiao's eyes flashed with tears and she was moved. "Thank you so much. This kind of graciousness will be remembered! Sister Huaizhu, I'm hungry, can you give me some food Yes? "She touched her belly, staring pitifully at Huaizhu.

Huaizhu glanced at her, and turned away at the sound.

It looks like this Huaizhu is not easy to win! Pretending to be clever is not effective, soft doesn't eat, hard one can't do it again, only another way out.

Waiting for Huaizhu to send something to eat, Lin Miaomiao also thought about what to do next.

Interesting things ... The aircraft cannon is definitely interesting for this ancient man, but she ca n't make it. In the past, I read novels. The heroine in it would either make a bomb or speak the language of beasts, know thousands of herbs and the like. Yes, her Lin Miaomiao is a scumbag, she has not graduated from high school, and she has no special strengths. The two unscrupulous ghosts are black and white and impermanent. A little martial arts, but not enough to save lives, is completely useless.

Magic would have returned to Sanxian, but the hands of the martial arts were so quick that they would see the flaws at a glance.

"What the hell!" Lin Miaomiao grabbed her head, looked around, and set her eyes on the desk in the corner of the room. There were pen mountains, writing brushes, platforms, and rice paper, and she thought carefully.

Otherwise, she pretended to be Lin Zhongsheng's daughter, and wrote him a letter to let him come to the rescue?

But when she thought that her brush writing was the same as a ghost drawing, Lin Miaomiao was discouraged. If she did n't mention the handwriting, even if Lin Zhongsheng was born and found that she was a fake daughter, she turned and left, would n't she still be dead? ?

Lin Miaomiao shook her legs anxiously, thinking hard, and suddenly there seemed to be a light passing through her mind, and she immediately had a good idea!

"Yes! He will definitely find it interesting!"

Just do it!

She even put on her shoes and got up to the ground, ran to the desk, flattened a piece of rice paper, grabbed the pen, dipped it in ink, and started sketching her vision on it!

Huh! There is no way to die, she doesn't believe that Lin Miaomiao will break here!

(End of this chapter)