Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 170 Mountain God Statue
Fang Yao slept very restlessly this time.

She was worried that Huang Zhixian would come back in the middle of the night, with her brain half asleep and half awake, paying attention to the movement around her from time to time.

It wasn't until the cock crowed and the watchmen passed by the alley outside the courtyard wall beating on their clappers that she sat up in a daze.

It's five o'clock.

The quilts around him were neatly folded, it seemed that Huangzhi County would not come back again.

The days are short and the nights are long in winter, Fang Yao yawned again, planning to sleep for a while before dawn, when she suddenly heard footsteps.

Yesterday, she heard from Huang Zhixian that his servants in the county government were just the third lady, two elderly slaves, and a cook who was in charge of cooking.

If it wasn't her people who came to the yard this early in the morning, it could only be Huang Zhixian and Sanniang.

The drowsiness disappeared instantly.

Fang Yao listened intently, the sound of light footsteps getting closer and closer, and she soon reached the door of this house.

She immediately took off the mask and quickly stuffed it into the bag.

Sure enough, the man didn't knock on the door, so he opened the door with a lantern and entered.

Because there is a curtain between the inside and outside of the bedroom, Fang Yao sat on the bed and saw the light green skirt behind the dim halo at a glance.

Sure enough, it was Sanniang who was run away by Fan Chen yesterday.

She hurriedly lay down, pulled up the quilt, and pretended to be still asleep.

After Sanniang opened the door curtain and came in, she didn't make a sound.

Fang Yaoxu closed her eyes, and noticed that the originally dark vision gradually brightened.

Sanniang held a lantern and was looking at her.

A finger touched the tip of her nose lightly, and moved up gently along the bridge of her nose.

This cold, delicate touch... made Fang Yao's hairs stand on end quietly.

She thought of an animal, a poisonous snake.

The fingers slid along her browbones to her temples, and finally fell slowly, landing on her throat.

The poisonous snake opened its mouth and spit out the scarlet letter.

These hands are slowly tightening...

On the surface, Fang Yao's breath is still long and long.

But the right hand in the quilt has already touched his waist calmly.

There is the dagger that she always carries with her, she just needs to take it out quickly and aim it at the abdomen of the visitor, and she can...

Suddenly, a few cat meows came from outside the house, and the hands were suddenly released, and they took a few steps back slightly.

Fang Yao also suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling that the light source was far away from her, her eyes quietly opened a barely visible slit.

Sanniang had already placed the lantern on the table, and put the wooden basin filled with clean water on the wash stand.

Immediately afterwards, she picked up the feather duster and began to sweep the dust in the house, patting and making a lot of noise.

Fang Yao admired her nonchalance, then frowned, pretending to be impatient when she was woken up, and opened her eyes.

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

"Huh? Why are you here?"

Fang Yao pretended to be surprised and widened her eyes, then sat up and looked around, "Where is my officer? He..."

"Ma'am, Master was too tired last night, he was afraid that he would disturb Madam when he came back at night, so he rested directly at the servant's place."

Sanniang brushed the mirror on the dressing table with a feather duster, turned her head and whispered softly, "Just now when the master got up, he specifically asked the slaves to come and take care of the madam."

"..."

The corner of Fang Yao's mouth twitched slightly, and she rolled her eyes inwardly. This woman...was hinting something to her...

She was thinking about whether she should show some dignified majesty, and show some color to this stinky woman who wanted to strangle her to death just now.

Suddenly, Huang Zhixian's voice came from outside.

"Sanniang, is Madam up yet?"

"Master, Madam is still on the bed and has not gotten up."

The footsteps of Huang Zhixian stopped abruptly at the door, Fang Yao's heart moved, and she hurriedly shouted: "Officer, I'm awake."

"Great, lady, get up quickly, I will take you to worship the mountain god."

mountain god?

Fang Yao's heart moved and she got up quickly.

When Sanniang went out to greet Huangzhi County, she quickly turned her back, hung the mask around her waist, and covered it with the long thick robe outside.

After Fang Yao finished washing, she opened the curtain and saw Huang Zhixian was dressed in ordinary clothes. The plain robe and the wooden hairpin on his head made him look more handsome and elegant.

He was staring at the four pictures of mountain gods on the wall, and when he heard the movement next to him, he turned and looked at Fang Yao, with a kind of light shining in his pupils.

Fang Yao asked casually: "Is this the mountain god?"

Huang Zhixian nodded: "Yes, but it's not here, it's the Mountain Temple."

So there is a mountain temple? !

Fang Yao lightly clenched her fists in her sleeves, followed behind Huang Zhixian, and walked out of the yard.

Soon, she saw the mountain temple that Huangzhi County was talking about.

The temple is located in the county government office, and it is not very big. It looks like the earth temples that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. It is small and low, and there is only enough space for an altar inside.

However, when Fang Yao approached, she discovered that there was a shining golden statue of a mountain god on the unremarkable altar.

She hesitated and whispered: "Officer, is this statue made of gold?"

Huang Zhixian shook his head amusedly, and said in a low voice, "No, this is gold-plated, and inside it is the sacred soil on Qingfeng Mountain. After worshiping the mountain god, the lucky ones will see the mountain god with their own eyes..."

Fang Yao's eyes widened slightly in surprise, could she still see the mountain god with her own eyes? ? ?
She has been in Daxiang for so long, and she has seen many monsters and monsters, but she has never seen a god.

Thinking of the beautiful woman like an elf in the painting, although Fang Yao didn't believe it, she felt a little eager to move in her heart.

"Lady, just follow my example."

Huang Zhixian took the three sticks of incense from San Niang who accompanied her.

This stick of incense is three feet long and thicker than a baby's wrist. Fang Yao secretly estimated that it would take a whole day for this incense to burn out completely.

"The time of the mountain god's appearance is uncertain, but most of them will only appear in the morning, lady, not everyone can see the mountain god, you must be sincere..."

The very insincere Fang Yao was silent for a moment, then nodded.

She took the incense, imitated Huang Zhixian's appearance, placed it in the incense altar, and then bowed to worship.

Just as she was thinking about where the mountain god came from, Huang Zhixian went straight to the statue of the mountain god, and gently rested his forehead on the outstretched hand.

Fang Yao was a little confused, this is... Daxiang's new method of worshiping gods?
Suddenly, she saw Huang Zhixian frowned slightly, his face turned pale, and then he stepped back suddenly, staring at the statue in horror.

"Master, master, what's the matter with you?"

Sanniang stepped forward nervously, held Huang Zhixian's arm, and asked anxiously.

Fang Yao: "..."

I'm afraid these two people are not singing together in front of me, acting like a ghost, right? ? ?
However, the cold sweat on Huang Zhixian's forehead, the blushing lips...the acting was too hard.

"Officer, have you... seen the mountain god?" Fang Yao asked tentatively.

Huang Zhixian seemed to come back to his senses, and rushed over and grabbed her wrist, "No, I didn't see it. The mountain god is probably still resting today, so it doesn't work. Let's try again next time."

As he spoke, he dragged Fang Yao staggeringly and took a few steps outside.

Suddenly, Fang Yao felt a faint heat coming from her waist.

She paused and stopped abruptly.

Huang Zhixian pulled it a few times, but found that Fang Yao was not pulled, he couldn't help wondering: "My lady, what's wrong?"

Fang Yao broke free from his arm, turned around suddenly and walked quickly towards the mountain god statue.

Huang Zhixian's expression changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)