Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 242 The Flower Thief

Fang Ling lay angrily on the bed.

I wonder who built this inn?The business was not very good, and the door panels and window frames were all made of the best quality wood and extremely strong. Now this lock really trapped people for a while.

Xiao Er had delivered the dinner on time, it should be that Chang Ting had already greeted him, and only handed it in through the window opening in the aisle, and put it on a small table by the window.

Fang Ling originally thought that he might be able to get through the hole in the window, but he couldn't even get his head stuck in it.

Now he heard another movement outside the window, thinking that the waiter was coming to collect the plates, Fang Ling didn't even bother to look at it.

Is this a prison?Even criminals who committed crimes should have to go to court before they can be convicted and sent to prison.What is she?Could it be that she had calculated that she was not good at martial arts and did not dare to jump from the third floor?

Thinking of this, Fang Ling jumped up angrily, hurriedly opened the west window and took a look down. After all, he still felt a little high.

Just when Fang Ling was about to lie back on the bed and get sulking, he saw that the little girl on the other side of the window was talking endlessly, and he didn't know what he was busy with, and he kept rustling.

Fang Ling quietly walked over and saw the waiter outside the window. Instead, it was Miao Qing who was sneaking around. She didn't know where she got a bundle of straw rope and was secretly stuffing it through the window hole.

Seeing Fang Ling coming over, he still whispered proudly: "Who can talk so loudly? Now you don't want me to save you?"

Fang Ling had never felt that Miaoqing was so kind and lovely, and he thanked her repeatedly, "You are truly my living Bodhisattva and my savior!"

Miaoqing was naturally very useful, but she didn't dare to say more, she only said:
"To make a long story short, wait until midnight, when Mr. Chang Ting falls asleep, and I will meet you outside the west window around four o'clock."

Fang Ling felt anxious, where could he sleep soundly?He only vaguely heard the sound of the watch, and turned over to the window.I saw a figure waiting under the window under the cool moonlight.

Seeing Fang Ling poking his head out upstairs and waving his hands and feet, he was afraid that Fang Ling's eyesight would be dull and he would not be able to see her for a while.

Without further ado, Fang Ling took out two ends from the neatly tied rope, tied one end to a stable place in the house, and tied the other end to his waist. He pulled the rope and hung it on his shoulder, climbed out of the window and carefully climbed out. .

Fang Ling walked lightly all the way, afraid of making any noise, but just after climbing to the second floor, he felt that the rope around his waist was already stretched straight, and there was no room for it to go down.

Fang Ling looked at the many loops of rope that were densely packed on his arm, and for a moment he didn't know what the problem was.

Followed the vines, stroked it carefully for a while before realizing that the rope Miaoqing gave was not a whole rope, it was clearly cut into several pieces of rope.

Just now, in order not to be discovered by others, the lamp was not lit in the room, so I just shook off the bundle of ropes and found two rope ends, one was tied in the room and the other was tied around the waist.

I don't know whether it's my luck or not, but I only used one of them, and the other ones hang on my arms without any connection with the one in my waist.

Now Fang Ling was hung in front of the window on the second floor, in a dilemma.

When Miaoqing saw Fang Ling lingering on the second floor, she couldn't help but put her hands to her mouth and whispered, "Why don't you come down yet?"

Fang Ling cursed bad luck in his heart, and said, "Throw up the dagger in my bag."

For the current plan, we can only tie the remaining ropes into knots and connect them to the first rope before we can continue to climb down.But it is not difficult to tie the knot, but it is not easy to untie the rope around the waist.

It's just that the knot was tied too tightly just now, and now he has put in a lot of effort, pulling the knot like a dead knot.Now it is impossible to untie it with just one hand.

"Why are there so many things?"

Miaoqing complained below, then untied the bag and took out the dagger.However, Miaoqing has always been pampered and pampered, so where has she ever done such a thing like wielding swords and swords?
When she mustered up all her strength and threw the dagger, the aim was far off by a thousand miles.Fortunately, Fang Ling turned around quickly to avoid it, but even so, a large part of the skirt was cut off by the photo.On the other hand, Zhaoying sank more than three inches into the window lattice with a "bang" impartially.

If Changting didn't wake up due to such a movement, he could only have fallen asleep.

Sure enough, the window on the second floor was suddenly pushed open, and Fang Ling was hanging in front of the window like a piece of dried bacon.The cut off half of the skirt still hangs stubbornly at the foot and sways gently in the wind, very cheerful and at ease.

"What is this doing?" Chang Ting asked.

Fang Ling really couldn't think of a reasonable reason to explain her current situation.

"I said I was admiring the moon, do you believe it?"

"Do you want to go with him just like that? Even if he can't even give you a decent way out, you are determined to go with him?"

As expected, Chang Ting completely ignored such shabby rhetoric as admiring the moon.

"I really can't trust her alone."

"Are you so worried?"

"I promised to protect her."

"Hehe, you are even asked to protect... such a person, have you really thought it through?"

Fang Ling was a little baffled when he heard it. Miaoqing was wandering outside alone. She was worried and wanted to protect her. Is there any problem?

Before Fang Ling could reply, he heard the slight movement of the next door window.It was too late to say it, but I saw the shadow tied on the window lattice flying out like a boomerang, a cold light flashed, and the rope snapped.Fang Ling felt his waist tighten and he was pulled into the window.

"Mr. Changting, did you hear something?" Zhou Fang opened the window and asked with a yawn.

"Don't worry, it's just a flower picker." Chang Ting replied indifferently.

Zhou Fang heard about the flower-picking thief, but he woke up from his drowsiness. He stuck his head out and took a closer look with a wary look on his face. Sure enough, he saw a piece of dress falling in the grass downstairs.

"Then why don't you hurry up and chase them out?" Zhou Fang yelled in horror.

"It doesn't matter. From my point of view, I can't say who suffered the loss."

After that, he closed the window with a bang.

I saw the "flower picker" in the house huddled under the window, not daring to make a sound. It was not until he heard Zhou Fang going out to look for the waiter that he stood up and tried to sneak away in the chaos.

Unexpectedly, Changting seemed to be a different person behind him, he suddenly held her in his arms, rested his thin chin on her forehead, and asked softly:

"Is it okay if you don't go?"

Fang Ling heard that the smell of wine on Changting's body penetrated into his nostrils, and his beating heart gradually returned to normal.

"you're drunk?"

No wonder he was so unusual tonight, and what he said was inconsistent with the beginning and the end.

"Yeah, very drunk!"

Changting's slow voice came from above.

"I'm so out of my mind, and I've got a lot of time, if I get drunk, how can they stop it? So, are you sure you can leave me here alone?"

Fang Ling's heart softened a long time ago when he heard those words, but he said angrily:
"You didn't do me any favors, and you didn't spend money on hairpins. Why do I have to take care of you?"

"Chaihuan? Are you angry because of the hairpin?"

Changting suddenly chuckled, took out a pearl hairpin from somewhere and handed it to Fang Ling's hand.

"Is it too late to send you off now?"

Fang Ling saw at a glance that this style was exactly the same as the one on Qin'er's head, and he became furious immediately.

"The hairpin rings belong to Qibaozhai and Shangyangfang. They are of the highest grade. I have never seen the world to fool people with things from this kind of street stall."

Although Fang Ling has never seen this kind of world, as long as he can run Changting at this time, he will be relieved.

Changting didn't know what was wrong, he was very good-tempered tonight, seeing Fang Ling pushing him so hard, he was able to obey her words.

"Okay, I will definitely see more of this kind of world in the future."

But he stubbornly inserted the beaded hairpin into Fang Ling's hair and coaxed softly:

"Hold this up first, okay? Don't throw it away, and I'll give you another one you like in the future."

Fang Lingjuan couldn't stand him, and he was always worried about Miaoqing, so he didn't care about him.

The plan failed, and I don't know if Miaoqing has returned to the room?However, Changting's drunken madness doesn't know when it will end?
(End of this chapter)