After Chu Zhiyin was angry, she calmly thought that she did not ask or say what she was doing. The dog man even accompanied her all the way, and she would not lose money.

But a dog man has the ability to make her angry and angry. He knows everything in his heart, but doesn't tell her, so that she can direct and act like a fool.

Chu Zhiyin took a sip of cold tea, and the defeated anger brought his thoughts back to the courtyard.

There are warrior guards who can't go during the day, so go to night. After confirming that it is the third master's child, her plan can be unfolded.

Chu Zhiyin sits quietly and concentrates his mind. Although there is no spiritual energy and it is not helpful for cultivation, meditation is also a way to strengthen his physical fitness.

Once he entered the spirit, his five senses were closed, leaving behind his hearing to be alert to the movements around him, but this place was no longer Yunze, and there was no competitor to plunder his cultivation level. Only the maid woke up the lady and drank soup.

"Miss, the eldest lady has sent tremella soup to each hospital again. Drinking it while it is hot is better to nourish it." Xiaohong said.

Chu Zhiyin slowly opened her eyes, "So quickly, another half a month has passed?"

Xiaohong responded: "Yes, time flies so fast."

Xiaohong served a bowl of glassware, and the white fungus was crystal clear and bright in color, and it was placed in front of her.

Chu Zhiyin reached out to take it and drank the soup in a regular and regular dose like medicine.

He opened his mouth and drank a small sip. It was sweet and smooth, but the slight bitterness that flashed through the base of his tongue attracted her attention.

It tastes different from the last time.

He quietly put the Tremella on the side table and commented: "No, let's drink it later."

Xiaohong said: "But it will be bad if it cools down."

"Xiaohong, is drinking soup a task?" she said lightly, "Don't I drink it whenever I want?"

"Yes, yes" Xiaohong panic, "It's Xiaohong who said too much."

"Xiaohong, you are the first person I saw when I woke up," Chu Zhiyin's tone became meaningful, "So I'm more likely to forgive me if I made some mistakes, but some... I made some mistakes but there was no turning back."

Xiaohong shivered, her legs became weak and kneeled on the ground. "Xiaohong has been with the lady for many years, and she has no other intentions."

Chu Zhiyin smiled softly, "I'm pretty smart, I hope so, let's go."

"Yes." Xiaohong slowly stood up and bent down to exit the room.

She doesn't care whether Xiaohong is good or bad, including everything about the Chu family. In addition to taking revenge and fulfilling her original wish, her only goal is to repair the residual soul and re-cultivate and ascend to a god.

This mortal world is just a small stop on her path to immortality. As long as she doesn't mess with her, there is nothing to do with her in the house and intrigue.

The medicine powder I put out from the cabinet was sprinkled directly into the glassware. The white powder sank into the tremella and melted away a little.

But for a moment, the black color disappeared from light to dark, and finally became black ink.

It seems that her warning is useless.

The thin paper of the charge powder was directly crushed with palm force, and the eyes were filled with sinister murderous aura.

...

Night comes, peace and tranquility.

Wearing a dark strong suit, wearing a mask, rushing to the ground and soaring into the air, his figure as fast as a ghost, disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Hiding in the corner of the wall, there are still two big men at the door, but their faces are different from those during the day. They take turns to change their posts and keep enough energy.

Is it to deal with her? But she did not reveal that she knew that the third master had an illegitimate child.

That's someone else's dealing with.

The third master was not only afraid of her, but also a merchant who only sold medicinal materials. The third master of the Chu family did what he did, and he was afraid of being like this.

Chu Zhiyin walked around the gate, walked to the side, jumped onto the eaves, and observed the situation in the yard.

The defense inside was even more exaggerated than outside. Several teams of warriors walked around the narrow yard, sweeping the grass beside them from time to time to prevent anyone from hiding.

It seems that this place is not wrong. Such carefulness occupies an extremely important position in his heart.

But there are too many people inside, and if they continue rashly, they will only alert the snake and kill several people without complaints to rob the man and the child. It is not her behavior.

There are always times when she relaxes, and she is willing to wait.

Chu Zhiyin jumped off the eaves, went to the banyan tree next to her, chose a thick branch, and lay down leisurely.

The full moon is hanging high, the breeze is swaying, and the dense leaves block part of her sight. The whole sky is divided into pieces, just like the vast world, isn’t it composed of small pieces of realms?

The leaves float with the wind, and the clouds and mists at night are like romances. In the blink of an eye, this place seems to be no different from the clouds and earth.

Yunze also has a beautiful night sky, a more prosperous market and a more magnificent landform scenery than the mortal world.

Chu Zhiyin stared at the sky, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally slowly closed.

She missed Yunze, and this place... never belonged to her.

...

Chu Zhiyin suddenly opened her eyes and looked around as if she was suddenly awakened. The moon was setting and the crows were crying. It was terrible! It was almost dawn.

She patted her head, why did she fall asleep and didn't pick a place.

He jumped onto the eaves and, indeed, half of the patrol patrolmen were reduced. He pulled a leaf and shot to a tree at the deviant angle. The warrior was still very alert. He heard the movement and went to a group of people to check the situation, while the others looked around.

But after all, there were some missing places. She found a good opportunity, jumped into the grass quietly, then flipped over, and walked smoothly to the main courtyard with the covers along the way.

When you jump into the window, the room is not big and the layout is OK. The books in the room can show the parents' expectations for their children.

Walking to the bed, a young boy of four or five was sleeping on the bed, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his curled posture looked very insecure.

This is what I experienced to make a four or five-year-old child afraid of being like this.

Chu Zhiyin wanted to get closer and take a look, but her feet touched a candlestick on the ground. No matter how fast she moved, it still made a sound.

Looking at the candlesticks burning near my hand, it was a little warm and timely, so people outside should not hear it.

When her eyes turned to the bed, she was startled and the little boy looked at her with wide eyes.

Chu Zhiyin hurriedly covered the child's mouth. Is the child's sleep so poor now? He can wake up even if he has a little sound.

The child in his arms did not cry or make a fuss. He just opened his eyes wide and looked at her. Looking closely, there were tiny bloodshots in his eyes. He was also blue and black at the moment, and he had no child's energy at all.

Her heart was soft, the child was innocent, afraid that she knew that someone wanted to use him to threaten the third master, and she was already terrified at such a young age.

But the more you look at it, the more you feel that Chu Zhiyin feels that something is wrong. This little kid, Mr. Yu San, and Xiao Lu, has no similarities.

The third master and Xiao Lu both have big eyes and wrinkles, while this child's eyes are big, but there are no wrinkles.

"I'll ask you a few questions. If you don't ask, answer them well, I won't hurt you. How about it?" Chu Zhiyin asked the child.

The child blinked his big eyes and nodded.

She was so well-behaved that she didn't believe the child, and put her hands on the back of his neck in case of emergency.

After removing his palm, the child just looked at her quietly, still not crying or making a fuss.

Chu Zhiyin asked, "Who is your father?"

The child replied in a silly voice: "It's the third master of the Chu family."

"What about your mother?"

"Little green on the Chu family's house."

Chu Zhiyin frowned, it was too standard, as if someone had given the answer, and the child could just say it accordingly.

Chu Zhiyin asked, "What does your mother look like."

The child began to hesitate, "Well...well...the same as me."

Chu Zhiyin interrupted him, "Do you miss your mother?"

The child was stunned at first, as if something had broken the fixed expression of a four or five-year-old child, and his somewhat dull eyes were filled with tears.

The tender voice replied timidly, "I want...I want...Mom."

Chu Zhiyin said, "Then I'll take you to find Xiaolu, okay?"

The child's dazed expression showed a rebellious feeling, "No, no!"

She covered his mouth again, hugged the child in her arms, and gently patted the back.

"I'll ask another question. You just need to nod and shake your head, and tell your sister truthfully that your sister will not hurt you, and may help you, do you know?" Chu Zhiyin said softly, "Are you the child of Master Chu San?"

The child sobbed gently, without any other reaction. When she thought the child did not understand her words, the child shook his head gently in her arms.

Chu Zhiyin's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy stone at this moment, and her breathing tightened. She didn't know where to go, and she was thinking about the third master's death!

How can a person who has lost all his conscience do such a thing?

Children are different from ordinary people's reactions, and they are afraid they have eaten something they shouldn't have eaten.

The strong will always feel compassion for the elderly, women and children, because people are born from women and grow up from children and will one day grow old.
Chapter completed!