Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 4 If they dare to talk nonsense, I dare to talk nonsense

Fang Yao was a little nervous. Many dynasties in the ancient world in her own world were indeed "innocent to kill" the robbers who broke into private houses, but this Daxiang Kingdom...she really didn't know.

By saying this, I just want to scare and scare them.

Unexpectedly, when A Wu Niang heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then grinned her black and yellow rotten teeth, and said sharply: "In our Li family village, who is guilty or not, it is my man who has the final say, he is the king." The patriarch hand-picked by the members!"

Fang Yao's eyelids twitched, no wonder she was so arrogant and domineering, there is a "background" to her feelings.

"Aunt Jiang, I don't want everyone to make such an ugly scene. There is a disaster in this village, and we just do something for the affected villagers..." A Wu Niang squinted at Fang Yao, "But your sister is screaming for beating and killing. Don't blame us for not showing respect! Wu Zi, tie her up for me!"

Hold on.

Fang Yao has seen what it means to be "shameless and invincible in the world", so she can speak black as white and point the finger at her? !

The young man named Wuzi was a little embarrassed, he glanced at Mrs. Jiang several times, and called softly, "Mother..."

Jiang Shi gritted her teeth, walked up to A Wu Niang, and said with restraint: "A Wu Niang, my sister is new here and doesn't know the situation in the village. You have a lot of adults, don't get to know her like a girl, these things in the house... If you can see..."

A Wu Niang curled her lips, but her eyes were full of complacency: "Tsk tsk, for the sake of my Wuzi, confiscate all the objects and food in your house, and forget about it."

Fang Yao clenched her fists tightly, and her strong self-control was desperately suppressing her to rush forward to strangle the woman. In her mind, she thought of 180 ways to die with these shameless things. When she saw A Wu Niang from under the bed After digging out her canvas bag, she finally lost control.

She had a repressed personality since she was a child, the more her mood fluctuated, the more expressionless her face became.

She lifted her eyelids, and suddenly sneered, the laughter was particularly weird and creepy under the circumstances.

Although the canvas bag is rough, there are a few cute decorations pasted on the outside. A Wu Niang has never seen this thing before, thinking that there are good things inside, she was secretly happy, and quickly reached out to take out it.

A frightening mask with a fierce face, coupled with Fang Yao's sudden strange smile, A Wu Niang's heart trembled, and she let go of her hand with an "ah", the canvas bag fell to the ground, and the mask and booklet were scattered.

The mask rolled down in front of Fang Yao, she picked it up at a leisurely pace, and put it on her face, her voice was so dull that she seemed to be a different person: "You rascals, you are so courageous, I am the emperor who invited me to the Li family A master who specializes in exorcising disasters and evil spirits in the village!"

As if specifically answering her words, a gust of dry wind passed through the hall, pricking and flipping open the booklet on the floor, and the picture of a large rat wreaking havoc appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone couldn't help but change their faces, and Jiang's expression was also unpredictable.

Ah Wu Niang looked at her husband in surprise: "Wu Zi's father, is this really the case?"

The patriarch's face was tense, and he said to A Wu Niang angrily: "I haven't been to the town for more than half a year, where did I know about this?"

Fang Yao snorted softly: "People of your status are naturally not qualified to know."

"Awuniang, patriarch, I think what the master said may be true, otherwise why Aunt Jiang's family didn't suffer any disaster."

"That's right, Aunt Jiang doesn't look like an ordinary person, it's better for us to find out..."

After all, the ancients were still afraid of these things. Following the whispers of the villagers, the patriarch's face was not good-looking. He glared at his wife and said bravely: "Hehe, if this is the case, then it would be best. Since you are the one who is invited Master who came here, we will not intervene in the matter of disaster relief for the time being..."

While talking, he dragged his wife and son out of the house, and the skill of rubbing oil on the soles of his feet was faster than changing his face.

The patriarch's family all slipped away, and other villagers rushed to leave. The house that was originally packed was full, but in the blink of an eye, only the Jiang family was left.

Dabao and Xiaomei ran to Jiang's side in aggrieved manner, hugging their thighs and refusing to let go.

Fang Yao silently picked up the booklet and canvas bag on the ground, Jiang comforted the two children, took the former's arm, and lowered her voice: "Second sister, don't you have amnesia? Why do you still remember that the emperor asked you to come to rescue the disaster? Also, our family didn't suffer any disaster, you did it? You, when did you learn this skill?"

Fang Yao took off the mask, fearing that the wall has ears, she leaned close to Jiang's ear and whispered triumphantly, "I'm just talking nonsense to scare those people."

"Ah..." Jiang covered her mouth, "You are too brave..."

"Hmph, if they dare to do nonsense, I dare to talk nonsense." Fang Yao rubbed Dabao's face, picked up the canvas bag and walked into the room, "Ann, there are no mobile phones or telephones here. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. It will be so easy to know the truth."

Jiang stared at her back and said: "What mobile phone and phone, what are those things? No, what if they really let you do it?"

practice……

Fang Yao gently caressed the picture of the rat raging, but did not speak.

At this point, Jiang knew that it was useless to talk too much. After sighing, he helped up the half-damaged door and went to the kitchen to cook in anxiety.

Fang Yao leaned against the window, staring at the mask in her hand, and recalled the moment when she put it on just now...

She was standing at the door of the inner room at that time, and the dim room became extremely vivid in an instant, and even the spider pattern the size of a millet grain hiding in the straw hole on the wall that was out of the light could be clearly seen.

There were also the sounds of gnawing wood and digging holes in all directions, which sounded very clear, but she knew strangely that the originator of the sound was not near the house at all.

The eyes don't seem to be his own, and the ears don't seem to be his own. Wearing this mask on the face is like putting on a magical plug-in with clairvoyance and downwind ears.

It turns out that this unremarkable junk is actually a treasure? !
It seems that God has treated her kindly. Although she was sent to this poor and remote village in this troubled world, there is still such a treasure left behind. Maybe she can use this thing to make a fortune...

The more Fang Yao thought about it, the more excited she became, thinking that she bought a big mansion, picked a few handsome maids to wait on her, ate delicious food, drank spicy food, and played around. Those days... were so luxurious and corrupt that it was disgusting!
goooo...

Dabao's innocent voice pulled her back from her fantasy, "Auntie, your stomach is growling."

Fang Yao had a bitter face. The only meal she had after waking up yesterday was a mush without the slightest smell of oil or salt. She had no appetite at all. The dolls were divided.

It was already the second day, and my hungry chest was sticking to my back.

She has saved the way to make money for the time being, and the most urgent thing now is to fill her stomach.

She hid the mask and booklet under the bed, and dragged Dabao to the kitchen.

The water was still boiling in the pot, and just now it was steaming, and Mrs. Jiang was busy in front of the stove.

Fang Yao leaned over and found that Mrs. Jiang had taken out all the rice noodles left in the cabinet. She couldn't help asking curiously, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Jiang asked Dabao and his younger sister, who were squatting behind the stove to catch ants, to go to the nearby woodshed to collect some firewood. When the children left, they whispered, "This is dry food for our escape."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)