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Chapter 12 Don’t be too early

The abbot had known Jing Moye for many years and knew his temperament. He would not come to him with a piece of rope for no reason.

And if Jing Moye finds someone from Xuanmen, he will definitely tell him.

Today, Jing Moye came over with a piece of rope for him to confirm, but in the end he didn't say anything. This was not in line with Jing Moye's way of doing things, unless...

Unless that Jing Moye felt that the Xuanmen member was a little special.

The abbot couldn't think of anyone who matched the characteristics of that special person. Feng Shuying's name came to his mind, but he quickly rejected it.

Who doesn't know that Feng Shuying is an orphan living in Lin Mansion, and it is impossible to have anything to do with Xuanmen.

He was a little confused, who was that special person?

After Jing Moye walked out of the Buddhist temple, he breathed out gently towards the green mountains and green waters.

He didn't know where Feng Shuying learned the Xuanmen method of knotting ropes. It didn't mean anything that she knew how to knot this kind of rope.

But she could at least get her to sleep, and that was enough.

He originally thought that whether she lived or died, it had nothing to do with him, since he would not marry her anyway.

After all, he was under a very vicious spell and could die at any moment.

Now he felt that if she could make him sleep well, her life would still be of some value to him.

He said quietly: "Feng Shuying, there are so many people who want you dead, so don't die too early."

Feng Shuying sneezed loudly at this time. Which bastard was scolding her?
She sniffed and rubbed the back of her neck. Jing Moye had hit her so many times last night that she felt like her neck was about to be broken by him.

dog man!
If given the chance, she would definitely kill him!

There was a noise at the door, and someone was banging on her door: "Feng Shuying, come out!"

Feng Shuying's lips curled up slightly when she heard this voice. She searched around the room, found a wooden stick and put it in her hand before opening the door.

When the door opened, she hid behind the door panel. A handful of quicklime powder was thrown towards her, but she avoided it perfectly.

She covered her face with her sleeves, picked up the stick, and struck the man at the door with the stick.

The sound of a killing pig suddenly spread in her yard.

Feng Shuying also shouted at the top of her lungs: "Help, someone has entered the house and robbed me!"

As she yelled, she picked up the stick and smashed it at the person in front of her.

She was born in a Taoist sect. In addition to being good at Taoism, she also knew the acupuncture points of the human body very well.

Her seemingly unorganized fighting method actually hit the opponent's acupuncture points with the stick, knocking him to the ground within two strokes.

Someone rushed over: "Stop!"

It's impossible to stop there!

Feng Shuying picked up the stick and hit the head of the man who rushed towards him. In an instant, the man's head was broken and bleeding.

The man said anxiously: "Miss Cousin, stop! I am not a bad person, I am Mrs. Zhu from the kitchen!"

Feng Shuying put down her sleeves and recognized the two people. One was Mrs. Zhu from the kitchen, and the other was Mrs. Zhu's second son.

She understood instantly that the man who rushed into her room to steal things last night was probably Mrs. Zhu's eldest son.

Feng Shuying's eyes flashed and she asked: "Mother Zhu? Why are you breaking down my door so early in the morning?"

Mrs. Zhu's eyes were full of resentment at this time, and she said coldly: "We just invited Miss Cousin to the kitchen for a meal. Why would Miss Cousin do this?"

Feng Shuying sneered: "Please let me have breakfast. As for throwing lime powder at me as soon as I opened the door, do you think I'm a fool?" Mrs. Zhu was well prepared before coming today:

They first blinded her with lime powder, then beat her violently and robbed her of all her money.

Mrs. Zhu did not expect that Feng Shuying had been prepared. Not only did they fail, but she was beaten up.

Her eldest son was ordered by Hua Shi to go to Feng Shuying's room last night to steal the money. However, instead of stealing the money, he was blinded by lime.

Moreover, Feng Shuying told Lin Shuzheng that her eldest son had taken away a thousand taels of silver notes. Last night, Lin Shuzheng arrested her eldest son and asked him to hand over the banknotes.

Her eldest son didn't get the banknote at all. He was dragged directly into the execution room by Lin Shuzheng and was delivered to a bloody state.

She hates Feng Shuying to the core!
She gritted her teeth and said, "We threw lime powder just because the room was too humid to help my cousin dehumidify."

Feng Shuying laughed when she heard this, picked up a stick and hit Mrs. Zhu on the crook of her leg. Mrs. Zhu screamed and fell to the ground: "Miss cousin, what are you doing?"

Feng Shuying ignored her, turned around, took out a bag of lime powder from the room, pointed it at Mrs. Zhu's head and raised it.

She said softly: "I think you are quite damp too, so I'm here to help you dehumidify."

This kind of reason and excuse is really too heartless!

She couldn't control how the servants of the Lin Mansion bullied the original owner in the past, but if they wanted to bully her, there was no way!

There was so much noise here that many servants from the Lin Mansion heard the noise and came.

When they came over, they happened to see Feng Shuying beating Mrs. Zhu with a stick, and they were all shocked.

In their hearts, Feng Shuying has always been soft-tempered and good-tempered. Even if she is bullied by them, she will not say anything.

But today she actually beat someone in public!

They heard yesterday that she had used a knife in the main house and were doubtful. At this time, they were absolutely sure that she really dared to use a knife now!

Feng Shuying was originally going to use Mrs. Zhu to establish her power, but when she saw many people around, she said loudly: "I won't care about what happened before."

"Now that I am engaged to the King of Chu, I don't know how long I can live."

"I can't live much longer, so I will make anyone unhappy in the future!"

"I just have a humble life. If I can help a few people to support me before I die, it would be nice to have someone to keep me company on the road to hell!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at the servants passing by while holding the bloody stick, and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Because she had just moved her hands, there was a bit of anger in her eyes.

Mrs. Zhu and her second son fell to the ground and howled, which was in sharp contrast to her generally chilling aura at this time.

Those servants usually flattered her and suppressed her, but they were just ordinary people. When faced with her aura, they all felt guilty and quickly dispersed.

Manager Zhou, the manager of the Lin Mansion, came over. He frowned when he saw this scene. He said coldly: "Did Miss Cousin go too far?"

"They are all servants of the Lin Mansion. It seems that it is not Miss Cousin's turn to discipline them yet."

Feng Shuying held the stick in one hand and tapped it lightly on the palm of the other hand.

She slightly raised her head to look at the steward, and saw that he was carrying a fierce spirit on his back, and his left eyebrow was cut off in the middle.

Although he tried hard to appear gentle, he still couldn't stop his viciousness and ruthlessness.

Most of these people are extremely selfish.

She smiled faintly and asked instead, "Manager Zhou, do you believe in fate?"

(End of this chapter)