I have the beauty of the villain's love

Chapter 110 Zhou Lang Gu

Although Nan Feng Ci took advantage of everything, he didn't take any further frivolous actions. Zhou Lang got used to it after coming and going.Up to now, Nanfeng Ci picked up the book "Twelve Beautiful Frowns and Smiles" and read it to Zhou Lang, and Zhou Lang was able to deal with it indifferently.

Another officer and soldier came downstairs, and Zhou Lang, who was standing by the window, closed the window.

Nan Fengci also heard the movement, and smiled softly, "Xie Xiaohou really cares about you."

Zhou Lang was also very irritable. He thought that Xie Yinghuai would be done after three or four days, but now after seven days in a row, more and more officers and soldiers came to see him. He also heard the beggars passing by downstairs talking about It was Xie Yinghuai who sealed up Lin'an City.

Nan Fengci sipped his tea slowly, "But he can only make trouble for a few days."

Hearing Nan Fengci's firm tone, Zhou Lang couldn't help but glance at him suspiciously.

Nan Fengci just smiled secretly, without saying anything.

The more people Xie Yinghuai sent to find Zhou Lang, the more panicked Zhou Lang became. He didn't even dare to leave his room, and stayed with Nan Feng Ci.Although he vaguely guessed Nan Feng Ci's identity, but seeing his idle appearance all day long, he began to doubt his guess again.

Nan Fengci didn't say anything, just leaned against the window every day, looking at the woman who was kicked out of the house by her husband in the rainy day.

Zhou Lang also paid more attention because of Nanfeng's speech. In the past few days, women have been kicked out of the house alone more and more times, and they all leaned against the corner without saying a word, hugging their knees and waiting for the door open.

"Is it interesting for you to watch other people's family affairs every day?" Zhou Lang really couldn't understand Nan Fengci watching such a scene for several hours in a row.

Nan Fengci nodded his chin, "Interesting."

"What's the point?" Seeing a lonely woman being pointed at by passers-by, Zhou Lang couldn't think of any point.

Nan Fengci stretched out a finger and pointed at the woman from a distance, "Look at that woman, she loves her husband very much, and she guards the door without complaint or regret every day because she is bullied by her husband's new concubine. Outside, refused to leave."

Zhou Lang, who had no complaints or regrets, really panicked, "That's her stupidity."

"Yeah. Stupid." Nan Fengci's tone was neither compassionate nor mocking.

Zhou Lang also took a look, and seeing the woman being pointed at by passers-by, he also felt extremely uncomfortable.Although he was reborn in this era where men were superior to women, he still couldn't just treat women as accessories and burdens in his heart.

The courtyard door was opened, and the woman who was squatting outside got up and went in with her head bowed.

Nan Fengci's eyes moved, "Stupid people will not end well."

Before Zhou Lang understood the meaning of these words, Nan Fengci had already closed the window.

"So tired." Nan Fengci yawned again.

Zhou Lang was really puzzled, "Where are you tired?"

Nan Fengci didn't answer, and lay back on the bed again.

After a few days, the number of soldiers searching in the city really decreased, Zhou Lang silently breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Xie Yinghuai was finally about to give up.The woman downstairs didn't come out for a few days. Zhou Lang opened the window a few times and couldn't help but look into the closed house.One day at dusk, many officers and soldiers suddenly gathered outside the house. Two officers and soldiers carried a rolled up mat and walked out from the door.

Because there were many people around, Zhou Lang only saw white silk scattered on the ground and a pair of little feet wearing embroidered shoes.

Nan Feng Ci crossed her arms, and suddenly turned her head to ask Zhou Lang, "Is it good looking?"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Lang was still a little dazed, but when he heard Nan Fengci's question, he froze for a moment, "What?"

"This play." Nan Feng said.

"A show?" Zhou Lang saw a pair of old couples with gray temples coming from the crowd, lifted the mat, glanced at the faces of the people inside, and broke down in tears.

Zhou Lang really had a bad premonition in his heart, he turned to go down, Nan Fengci suddenly grabbed his arm, "There are officers and soldiers below."

It was only then that Zhou Lang remembered that Xie Yinghuai was still looking for him everywhere.

Nan Fengci came over and wiped his face with his chin. Zhou Lang felt that there was something on his face. He reached out to touch it, and found an extremely thin layer of something covering his face.Nan Fengci squeezed his hand, "Don't break it." Then he pushed him, "Don't you want to go down and see. Go."

Zhou Lang looked sideways at the bronze mirror, and found that his face had changed, and even the officers and soldiers would not be able to recognize him. He glanced at Nan Fengci again, and hurried downstairs.

He pushed away the crowd, walked closer, and saw that the person rolled up in the mat was the woman he met that day.

It's just that because of hanging himself, his gentle face looks a bit hideous.

Surrounded by voices of discussion——

"It's so pitiful, why did he hang himself?"

"I heard that the child died. If you can't think about it, then..."

The child died?

Zhou Lang was even more confused now - he clearly saw the woman coming out with the child in her arms a few days ago.

The man who was talking to the officers and soldiers showed no trace of grief, "Zhi'er fell into the well two days ago and drowned. My wife is crazy. I saw her in the morning and hanged herself in the house."

The old woman crying on the dead body suddenly saw many pinch marks on the woman's arm, her expression changed, she got up and grabbed the man's neck, "You killed my son!"

The man easily pushed her away, "Don't talk nonsense—I married a concubine and entered the house, and your daughter went crazy. These injuries were caused by herself, so don't slander me!"

When Zhou Lang first heard this, he almost couldn't help rushing forward impulsively, but another person behind him suddenly grabbed him, turned his head, and saw Nan Feng Ci who came down at some time.

Nan Fengci dragged him upstairs, seeing Zhou Lang who was gnashing his teeth, still smiling, "Does it look good?"

"People are dead, what's there to see!" Zhou Lang felt that Nan Fengci's smile was an eyesore at this moment.

Nan Fengci blinked, "The living are ugly, but the dead are beautiful."

Zhou Lang laughed angrily at Nan Feng's resignation, "You must be sick!"

Nan Fengci was not angry when he heard Zhou Lang's tone, but just glanced outside, saw the crowd slowly dispersing, and said in a low voice, "The play is not over yet."

Zhou Lang's mood throughout the day was extremely bad because of this incident. As he said, he didn't feel the slightest thing about the death of someone who had nothing to do with him, but the woman had a slight connection with him. He died in front of his eyes, and his heart was always very uncomfortable.He also didn't want to talk to Nan Feng Ci, so when it got dark, he wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep on the ground.

Nan Fengci suddenly got down from the bed, and his eyes, which were always sluggish during the day, were also full of energy. He asked Zhou Lang, "Do you want to watch a play?"

Zhou Lang really didn't know what the play Nan Fengci was talking about, he just felt very irritable, and pulled the quilt to cover his head, "Don't watch it."

"Are you sure?" Nan Fengci's voice was somewhat bewitching.

Zhou Lang turned over, "Don't look!"

Nan Fengci pulled him up from the ground this time, and patted his cheek under Zhou Lang's glaring gaze, "Good show."

"Are you sick!" Zhou Lang really broke down a bit.

Nan Fengci reached out and brushed his hand in front of him, looking at him with dark eyes, the eyes were slightly cold.

Zhou Lang opened his eyes wide, and he found himself speechless.

"Accompany me to the theater obediently." A silver needle suddenly appeared between Nan Fengci's two fingers.Zhou Lang held his breath for a moment.

Nan Fengci untied Zhou Lang's acupoints, and returned to his smiling Yan Yan, "Let's go."

Zhou Lang was concerned about the needle in his hand just now, so he got up and went out with him.

It was already night now, the watchman outside hadn't come out yet, but there were no pedestrians on the street, Nan Feng Ci carried Zhou Lang and took him to the house of the dead woman.

At this time, the lights were still on in the room, pasted to the door, and there were voices of men and women turning clouds and rain.

Zhou Lang didn't know that Nanfengci still had a hobby of listening to people's corners, so he followed him to stand at the door for half an hour.When the clouds and rain in the room finally stopped, a female voice suddenly came out.

"Husband, you treat me so well." The voice was soft and gentle.

The man replied, "You are my heart, so of course I want to treat you well."

Whispering sound.

"The crazy woman is finally dead—ever since her son died of a fever, she has been crazy and wanted to beat you." The man didn't care about the relationship between husband and wife at all, and his voice was very contemptuous, "Damn it. "

Zhou Lang was shocked when he heard this sound.

"Sister ran into me yesterday and slapped me." The woman said coquettishly.

"Didn't I call you back? I didn't expect that she would hang herself like this when she went back at night—it's really bad luck!"

Hearing this, Zhou Lang couldn't bear it any longer. He could still spit on the scum if he played with his feelings.

Nan Fengci beside him finally moved, his thin lips moved, "Do you think this play is good?"

His sound broke the silent night, and the men and women in the room were startled, "Who? Who's outside?!"

Nan Fengci turned his head to look at Zhou Lang, his dark eyes were as cold as a piece of ice in the night, Zhou Lang realized that this question was for him.

However, before he could answer, Nan Fengci stretched out his hand and pushed the door open—the door had a bolt inside, but Nanfeng Ci's action made him infer that the bolt that was against the door was also included.

Zhou Lang had never seen Nan Fengci's expression like this before, he stretched out his hand to hold him, "What are you going to do?"

The door had been pushed open, and the warm light inside fell on Nan Fengci's face.

Nan Fengci's side face looked very indifferent, but he was clearly smiling again, "Killer."

Nan Fengci walked in, and the screams in the room stopped abruptly the next moment.

squeak-

The door was blown open by the night wind, and Zhou Lang saw the man and woman lying on the bed in the room, with dazzling red blood splashing all over the bed curtain.

Nanfengci's five fingers were covered with blood, dripping drop by drop from the room to Zhou Lang's feet.

Nan Fengci yawned.

Only then did Zhou Lang realize that Nan Fengci had walked in front of him. He looked at the men and women lying on the bed in the room, "They..."

Nan Fengci's eyes turned back slightly, the red mole in front of his eyes was as dazzling as a drop of splashed blood, "Dead."

Zhou Lang took a step back when he heard these two words.

He has never been so afraid of the people standing in front of him like now.The expression on his face is clearly the same as in the daytime...

Nan Fengci leaned in front of Zhou Lang, as if he didn't understand why he had such an expression at the moment, "What is your expression?"

Zhou Lang took another step back, "You..."

Nan Fengci frowned slightly, except for his hands, he didn't even smell blood on his body, "Me?"

"You murdered?" Zhou Lang finally spoke a complete sentence.

Nan Fengci raised his blood-stained hands, "Use your hands."

Zhou Lang's expression changed, he turned and ran towards the door.Nanfeng Ci is like a ghost in the dark night, Zhou Lang just ran a few steps, Nanfeng Ci stopped in front of him, "Are you still running?"

Zhou Lang turned around and ran in another direction.

Nan Fengci threw a stone and hit his acupuncture point, Zhou Lang stopped still.

"You are really interesting." Seeing Zhou Lang standing still, Nan Fengci leisurely walked around in front of him, "You are so timid, have you never seen a murder?"

Zhou Lang, whom I had never seen before, "..."

Nan Fengci stretched out his bloody hand and rubbed it on Zhou Lang's body. Zhou Lang was wearing light blue clothes today, and once his bloody handprint was printed on it, it was very dazzling.He wiped Zhou Lang's chest clean with his ten fingers, then slid behind Zhou Lang to pinch his buttocks.

Zhou Lang opened his eyes wide.

"In the future, if you watch a lot of dramas, you won't be afraid anymore." Nan Fengci withdrew her ten clean fingers, and she looked radiant again.

"I want to go back to Hou Mansion—" He would rather be killed by Xie Yinghuai on the bed than continue to stay with this person.

Nan Fengci seemed to have not heard clearly, "What did you say?"

Zhou Lang opened his mouth to repeat it, but Nan Feng raised his hand, and his dumb acupoint was also tapped.

"You don't want to go anywhere."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Slag author: Tell me about your strengths

Linghu Yin: I was a general when I was young, and I have the courage to be unmatched

Slag Author: Your Kidney Deficiency

Xie Yinghuai: I have a literary talent, and Anbang Dingguo is no problem

Slag Author: You are exhausted

Nanfeng Ci: My strengths are

Scumbag author: emmmmmmmmm... [You don't follow the routine, hey! 】