Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 119
The thing in the jar was indeed the thing that hurt Yang Gao's right hand.

Fang Yao frowned, slowly sat up straight, and looked at Dong'er coldly.

"In that case, did you get the fish in the river on purpose?"

If she didn't find out in time, everyone really ate that thing, even though it was cooked at high temperature, it might not be safe!

No... if you cut the skin on your hands while handling fish...

Fang Yao's eyes were sharp and her voice became severe.

Dong'er seemed frightened by her sudden change of attitude, and the whip in her hand lashed hard on the horse's buttocks.

The horse rushed forward, the road was slippery, and the entire carriage tilted forward uncontrollably.

Fan Chen immediately got up and rushed outside, pulled the rein, and pulled back hard, taming the horse that was about to run back.

Fang Yao's face turned pale, and their bullock cart was less than ten meters ahead. If they rushed forward on this road, the consequences would be disastrous!
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The little maid also turned pale with fright, and burst into tears, "No, it's not the slaves who want to harm you, it's the young lady! The young lady wants to help the river god...kill, kill you..."

Fang Yao's pupils shrink slightly, the river god? !

Although the monsters in the past had a certain IQ, they were far from driving humans. How could this river god be so powerful? ? ?
She couldn't help looking at Fan Chen, who let go of the rein, his face was cold, as if he didn't pay attention to the conversation between her and Dong'er just now.

Fang Yao's heart was turbulent, but she was afraid of scaring the little girl again, so she tried to slow down her tone and asked, "Your lady has said who the river god is and where is it?"

"Slave, I don't know, my lady doesn't allow my servant to ask these things..." The servant girl Dong'er's voice trembled, "Master, this servant has no choice but to, Miss said that if I don't listen to her, she will kill me..."

Fang Yao felt an extremely strange feeling in her heart.

She pursed her lips and said, "That's all you know?"

Dong'er nodded weakly.

Fang Yao didn't continue to ask questions, but checked the black carriage in all directions. Except for some women's clothes and ordinary dry food buns, nothing else was found.

"Dong'er, let's go out first, I have to take this thing away and dispose of it." Fan Chen sealed the jar with the strange liquid left, and took it out.

The servant girl responded again and again.

When Fang Yao returned to her carriage, Dabao and her younger sister had already fallen asleep, and Mrs. Jiang was still sitting next to the brazier, busying herself by the dim light of the fire.

"Sister, why are you sewing clothes again? The light is too dark and it's not good for your eyes." Fang Yao said helplessly, shaking the snow off the sheepskin robe carefully, took out a wooden hanger made by an old carpenter, and hung it on the front curtain of the car Pinned outside.

"There are pancakes on the table, you put them on the brazier to bake."

Mrs. Jiang blinked hard a few times, then lowered her head again, "I'll be fine soon, this is Yang Gao's burnt sheepskin long jacket, he only has this one to keep out the cold, the sleeves are all rotten, we just returned it If there is any sheepskin left, I will mend it for him."

"..."

It seems that there is a reason why so many people like her sister. She is gentle and demure, has some medical skills, specializes in sewing, and is diligent and thrifty in housekeeping.

Had she been a man, she would probably have fallen too.

At night, the snowstorm intensified.

The speed of the convoy was getting slower and slower, and Fang Yao couldn't sleep all night.

Taking advantage of Jiang's rest, she climbed out of the carriage wearing a mask and sat next to Li Fugui who was driving.

The sky above her head was filled with black mist, and there were still three days until the legendary sacrificial ceremony. She had a hunch that something would happen.

"Master, it's windy and cold outside. My old man is fine. Get back in the car and rest." Li Fugui urged while driving.

Fang Yao took off the long woolen jacket and put it on, then shook her head and said, "I'm not tired, patriarch, don't think about it too much, the first thing is that we can get out of the mountain safely."

Li Fugui thought so too, since he entered the mountain, he and Yang Gao led the team together on the road, taking care of each other.

Now that Yang Gao was injured, the wind and snow at night were alluring, and he couldn't see the way ahead even with a lantern. As the leader of the battle, he really walked in fear.

Now that Fang Yao was by his side, Li Fugui somehow felt relieved.

"Master, is there really something wrong with Mr. Zhang?"

On the way, Li Fugui asked about those fish, Fang Yao naturally would not hide anything, and told him what she knew.

"Ah, there really is a river god? Could it be some kind of water monster?" Li Fugui opened his mouth wide in shock.

Fang Yao couldn't help being amused, since she followed her, even Li Fugui and the others have learned how to judge monsters with empty words.

But soon, she smiled again: "I don't know what it is, but it's definitely not a good thing."

Li Fugui's face was full of sadness: "Then how did the River God know that Master is going to Zhangxiang City? It seems that we still can't let those strangers accompany us on the road."

"No." Fang Yao said indifferently, "The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. If you want to hide, you can't hide."

"Yes, count the ball!"

Li Fugui suddenly became arrogant, "Those guys, if you come, we will kill one, if you come two, we will kill a pair!"

Fang Yao was a little surprised. Based on her understanding of Li Fugui, she should have asked her with a sad face what to do. Why did she rob her of her lines...

Seeing that Fang Yao didn't respond, Li Fugui suddenly hesitated, "Master, am I right?"

Fang Yao couldn't help laughing and said: "That's right! However, we have to pay attention to one thing, that is..."

Her voice gradually lowered, but Li Fugui heard it clearly. The latter nodded solemnly, "Master, I've remembered it. Don't worry, I'll find a time to talk to everyone tomorrow."

Fang Yao gave a "hmm" and squinted her eyes to look forward.

Now, she just wants to hurry to Zhangxiang City to see what's going on and the secret of the River God.

Also, find out who is behind the scenes who wants to harm her.

The wheels creaked and moved forward. Although the wind and snow were heavy, the chassis of the carriage was also high, so it didn't matter whether it was going slowly or not.

Occasionally, when the wheels got stuck in a snow pit, Fang Yao would blow the whistle, and everyone would get out of the car and come to help.

Until the next day, the dark sky turned to gray, Fang Yao knew that the night was finally over, and the snow gradually decreased.

After the convoy turned a corner, the front finally became clear.

The two sides of the official road are no longer mountains and mountains, but turned into deserted fields covered with winter snow.

In the distance, the shadow of the village and the curling smoke can still be seen vaguely.

Fang Yao and the others, who had been driving the mountain road all night, rested for most of the day near the village.

During the period, Fang Yao went to see Yang Gao. After being treated by Lvmaowanzi, the injury on Yang Gao's right hand healed very quickly, and the white hairball disappeared completely, but the surface of the skin was still severely eroded.

However, this situation is not a big problem for Yang Gao.

He held the bowl with his right hand pretending to be relaxed, and said to Fang Yao who came to visit: "Damn it, that white thing is too evil. Fortunately, I was the one who was injured. If I want to change it to another one, I am afraid that it will be so painful that I will jump into the river." .”

The fierce man is still brooding over the fact that he is rolling on the ground in pain.

Until Jiang came over with a cold face, frowned and said: "Don't move around, do you want your hand to get better soon?"

Only then did the hunk switch his hand shyly, and obediently scooped up the soup with a ladle.

Fang Yao watched from the side, and said tsk secretly, it really answered a word, King Kong can be turned into soft fingers.

Suddenly, the voices of strange men and women came from a distance.

"Boss, don't go into the mountains. Didn't Liu Er see a water monkey a while ago?"

"Don't worry, there are only people coming out of the mountain over there. I won't go to the river, but just wander around the mountain pass."

(End of this chapter)