1073 The Daughter of the Merchant 12

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1073 The Daughter of the Merchant 12

After dinner, Gu Rui gave Mo Juechen a pulse. The two handsome men sat together, which was really pleasing to the eye.

Ning Shu moved his chubby body to break the picture scroll. With Ning Shu in the same frame, the style of painting changed immediately.

"What's the matter? Can Mo Juechen's face that makes the world pale? It would be a pity if he couldn't." Ning Shu shook his head regretfully and asked Gu Rui.

Gu Rui glanced at Ning Shu, and withdrew his pulse. "Just eat some hot medicine. The powder you use to make facial ointment is poisonous."

Ning Shu hurriedly shook his head, "Impossible, I have a recipe. Besides, sores are actually detoxification."

"Damn fat girl, shut up, if you dare to say one more word, I will make you die ugly." Mo Juechen looked at Ning Shu, "Don't think this seat dares not kill you."

Depends on who kills who!

Ning Shu pouted, turned around and left.

"Lan Xin, wait a minute." Gu Rui stopped Ning Shu.

Ning Shu looked back and smiled, the fat on his face trembling, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Gu Rui waved his hand, "It's cold, make sure to cover the quilt when you sleep."

Ning Shu nodded, the flesh on his face rolled like waves, "You too, pay attention to cover the quilt." Ning Shu looked at Mo Juechen again, "I didn't expect it to be a poison mask, thank you for trying the poison."

Mo Juechen stared at Ning Shu with a fluttering look, extremely dangerous.

Ning Shu jumped away, and the flesh on his body was so pure that it shook unpretentiously.

Mo Juechen rolled his eyes and said to Gu Rui, "Why don't you just ask the fat girl for something?"

"It's the foster father or the daughter, can't it be too much?" Gu Rui said.

Mo Juechen rolled his eyes in a dignified manner, "You don't seem to be such a person who cherishes fragrance and cherishes jade. Besides, a fat girl is neither fragrance nor jade."

"How long are you going to stay here?" Mo Juechen scratched his face and said, "I don't know what to do if I don't teach her a lesson."

"Are you going to marry that girl? Are you so dedicated?" Mo Juechen raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Rui.

Gu Rui said lightly, "I don't want a face anymore."

"It doesn't matter, there are genius doctors on the rivers and lakes." Mo Juechen spread his hands.

Gu Rui stood up and left.

"Hey, detoxify me first."

Ning Shu returned to the room, "Xitao, you also go to dinner and then go to rest."

"Yes, miss, I have something to call a slave."

As soon as Xi Tao left, Ning Shu began to take the poison. What he tried on Mo Juechen was just an appetizer. Next time that guy provokes her, let him try the pain of gnawing by ten thousand insects.

Ning Shu said that she was not very happy when she shouted like a fat girl all day long.

Call him ugly tomorrow.

Ning Shu put the successfully made medicinal powder in a bottle, corked it with a cork, and put it in his purse.

I already have several bottles in my purse.

Ning Shu rubbed his eyes, it was getting late.

Ning Shu lay on the table, constantly thinking about what the old man left behind.

Where will this thing go.

Ning Shu picked up the white candle on the table and put it in the lantern, took the lantern and walked out of the room gently, taking advantage of the night to go to the ancestral hall to see if the old man had put things in the ancestral hall.

Winter nights are extraordinarily cold, the surroundings are pitch black, there is no one outside, and the cold wind is howling, blowing the lanterns to and fro.

Ning Shu closed his furry cloak and walked towards the ancestral hall with light steps.

With a "squeak", Ning Shu gently pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.

The room was pitch-dark, I don't know if there were ancestral tablets in the room, it always felt gloomy.

Ning Shu entered the room and closed the door, then took out the fire book and lit the candle on the desk.

Ning Shu looked at several rows of spiritual tablets, and there was a relatively new tablet that belonged to the old man.

Ning Shu helped her heart and mouth, feeling a little sad.

Putting down the lantern, Ning Shu bowed, "Don't blame the ancestors, don't blame..."

Ning Shu began to grope for the spirit cards, moving each of them, and then he touched the desk to see if there was any mechanism, and even the ashes of the incense burner were poured out.

Just didn't find anything special.

Ning Shu jumped all his life and jumped onto the beam of the roof. Ning Shu searched for places where he could hide things, but he found nothing.

Ning Shu couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Where did the old man put things?

It is estimated that this place has been scraped by Gu Rui and Mo Juechen, where can it be her turn to find something.

Ning Shu was so tired that she gasped as she sat directly on the beam.

It's not good for people to be fat. It puts too much load on the heart. If you exercise a little bit more intensely, your heart will be thumping and you will need to exercise for a long time.

His body was covered in ashes and felt a little itchy. Ning Shu was ready to go back.

Ning Shu really couldn't help rolling his eyes, feeling that his life was so bitter that he was pitted by 2333.

However, when Ning Shu rolled his eyes, he saw that there was a tile on the top of his head, emitting a faint light differently.

Ning Shu stood up, reached out and took out the tile.

This tile is an ordinary glazed tile.

And the tiles are small,

It was almost covered by other tiles. If it wasn't for the emission of lights, Ning Shu wouldn't be able to find it.

Ning Shu jumped off the beam with the tile, sat on the futon, and approached the tile with a candle. Through the light, Ning Shu found that there were shadows in the tile.

Ning Shu stretched out his foot and smashed the tile, revealing a piece of leather in the tile. The skin was very thin and felt very smooth in the hand.

Kind of like... human skin.

Ning Shu opened it and saw that he drew a very abstract landscape map, which was a bit like a road map, except that there was no word on it.

Ning Shu wiped the lines on the skin with his hands, but it couldn't be wiped off.

Treasure Map?

Tsk tsk tsk...the plot.

So this is what Mo Juechen and Gu Rui want?

Ning Shu shoved the skin into his arms, put the incense ashes on the desk back into the incense burner, and restored the things as much as possible.

Picking up the broken tiles on the ground, carrying the lantern and leaving the ancestral hall.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Ning Shu threw the broken tiles into the fish pond.

Ning Shu returned to his room, let out a long breath, patted the dust on his body, and took out the map.

Ning Shu rolled his eyes, and made the map a little more detailed. When he met someone with a low IQ, he didn't even know what the hell he was drawing.

Ning Shu folded the things and put them in his purse.

This skin is really amazing, it has no taste, and it is so thin, as thin as the wings of a cicada, when folded together, it is also thin.

What kind of skin is this?

Ning Shu moved his neck and felt a little itchy on his body.

Ning Shu went to the kitchen to boil hot water to take a bath. The bathing in the middle of the night was not normal. Ning Shu didn't want to arouse suspicion from others, so he got himself something to eat by the way.

After burning a pot of hot water, Ning Shu took a bath, ate something, and then sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

Ning Shu was certain that this must be what Mo Juechen wanted.

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