Be a Social Cow In An Infinite Game

Xia Zhiyi gave it to Liu Lishu to try it out.

Xiao Jinniang's death was indeed inseparable from him.

He hid here to hide from Xiao Jinniang!

"nonsense!"

Liu Lishu got up suddenly, his expression no longer calm and calm.

"If you can really talk to her, then just go to her and see if it's me or you who will die first!"

After putting down his harsh words, Liu Lishu raised his feet and prepared to go back to the house.

Seeing this, Jing Ruyu immediately called out to him: "Stop, hand over your sister's whereabouts!"

Liu Lishu looked back at her, and suddenly smiled again, with a sinister smile that made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Beauty, if I say that I don't know where she is, will you believe me?"

Lang Yue immediately said: "Believe me, you look like a liar, you must know where your sister is!"

Liu Lishu turned his head to look at Langyue sadly: "You are so noisy."

After speaking, he ignored them again, went straight into the house, closed the door and refused to see any visitors.

This time, his steps were light, and he no longer had the weak appearance of yesterday.

Yesterday, she really pretended to lie to them!

Xia Zhiyi looked away: "He can't believe everything he says."

Chen Qian asked, "What should I do? What if he really doesn't know where Liu Congjia is?"

Everyone is silent.

Xia Zhiyi remembered what Lang Yue said, and couldn't help turning her head to look at him slowly: "Sir, do you really think he's lying?"

Lang Yue said without thinking, "Based on what I know about him, he really lied."

Xia Zhiyi looked at him with great trust: "Okay! This time I also believe in sir!"

Langyue always feels something.

She finds it very mysterious, maybe this is the talent of ascetics.

Moreover, Lang Yue knew Liu Lishu very well. After living together for so many years, she must be able to see whether she was lying or not more clearly than others.

Lang Yue was puzzled: "But having said that, what are you doing with Miss Liu?"

"Live," Jing Ruyu said, "If we can't find her, we will all die."

Although Langyue didn't understand why Liu Congjia's whereabouts were related to the lives and deaths of these people, this was not what he should be concerned about at the moment.

Now all he cares about is how to get Liu Lishu out of this protective circle to avenge his revenge!

He turned his head to look at the closed door, and said after a moment of silence: "Let me help you too.

"Liu Lishu knows the whereabouts of Miss Liu Er. If you want to find her, you have to arrest Liu Lishu from here. And my purpose is to get him out so that I can avenge my brothers and sisters.

"No matter what the ultimate goal is, our same goal is Liu Lishu."

After a few people thought about it, they thought it was good.

Lang Yue is Liu Lishu's senior brother, she knows his style of doing things well, and also knows some spells and spells, which can really help her a lot.

Zhong Hong turned her head and glanced at the carriage.

"The housekeeper of Liu's mansion is still waiting for us in the car, let's get back in the car and leave here, this is Liu Lishu's territory, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time."

"it is good."

Several people have no objection.

…

The conversation in front of the hut, with Liu Lishu taking off his disguise.

Sentences and scenes are still in the mind of the old butler, and it is difficult to dissipate.

He was amazed and unbelievable.

How could their gentle and elegant young master become like this...

"how so…"

He couldn't stop repeating this sentence.

Lang Yue is driving outside.

Jing Ruyu and Bubu were also sitting outside.

It was the first time for Bubu to ride a carriage, and it was so novel, jumping up and down, Jing Ruyu had to look at her.

The positions of the people in the car have not changed.

Hearing what the old housekeeper said, he couldn't help but look at each other.

From this point of view, Liu Lishu's disguise was really good.

Look, how much impact this has had on the people in the Liu Mansion, this sentence was all they chanted along the way.

Xia Zhiyi took the initiative to switch to the old housekeeper, and asked with concern: "Housekeeper, are you okay?"

The old butler came back to his senses, raised his eyes and saw Xia Zhiyi's concerned eyes, and couldn't help sighing: "This old slave is fine, thank the envoy for your concern, but I didn't expect the young master to be such a person..."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

If the master and wife know about this, how can it be...

At this time, Qiao Rui suddenly asked: "Old housekeeper, is your lady's maid named Xiao He?"

The old butler raised his head in response, without thinking: "Ah, yes."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be thinking of the past, and unconsciously said a little more: "At the beginning, Xiao He sold himself to bury his father, and my young lady bought it back.

"My young lady is kind-hearted, and after buying her back, she even taught her to read and write, and treated her very well.

"The child also said that he would repay my lady well, but..."

"Just what?" Xia Zhiyi couldn't help asking.

The old butler looked at her and shook his head helplessly.

"She's gone."

Lu Ming frowned: "What do you mean, why did the good ones disappear?"

The old housekeeper shook his head and sighed: "Two days before my young master's wedding, the young lady was banned from the mansion and was not allowed to leave at will, so Xiao He went out to help the young lady buy sugar cakes, who knows that she never came back after this trip.

"We sent someone to look for it, but we couldn't find it. The lady asked her whereabouts, but we couldn't answer her, which made the lady very sad..."

Xia Zhiyi grasped the point of his words at once.

"Wait... Grounded two days before the big wedding? Didn't your lady be grounded after Miss Xiao died?!"

Liu Lishu clearly said so yesterday, could it be that he lied here too? !

The old housekeeper said with certainty: "It is true that he was grounded before the wedding."

Xia Zhiyi was puzzled: "Why?"

The old butler was stunned when he heard the words, as if he felt embarrassed and didn't want to speak.

"The matter of the master's family..."

"Don't worry, just say, I'm an envoy of God, no matter what you say, I can forgive you on behalf of the Holy Buddha."

Xia Zhiyi suddenly looked serious.

"You have to trust me, I can even find your young master."

The eyes of several people in the car instantly focused on her.

What a serious charlatan...

The old housekeeper also looked at her, and after some inner struggle, he compromised.

Forget it, how can everything in the mortal world be hidden from God's eyes?

"Because the lady said... the young master likes her."

Several people froze for a moment.

The two people who had been listening outside were also stunned.

The old butler lowered his eyes and sighed again: "Miss suddenly told the master and wife that the young master likes me, that the young master is dignified, and accused her brother of being a bad person.

"The young master has been doing very well since he came back from Qingyueguan, and the master and wife love him again, so naturally he doesn't believe what the lady says, and thinks that the lady is crazy.

"At that time, the big wedding was approaching, and the master and wife were afraid that the news would ruin the marriage, so they simply locked the young lady in the room, and she was not allowed to run around and talk nonsense, so she insisted on suppressing the matter."

Speaking of this, he thought of Liu Lishu's image collapsed just now, and his face was full of melancholy.

"Looking at it now, what Miss said may not be crazy words..."

The memory of the old housekeeper reminded Xia Zhiyi and Jing Ruyu of the note in the wooden box at the same time.

—My parents love me, love my elder brother more, and trust my elder brother more.

-he's changed.

—They don't believe me.

It seems that in this family, compared with the son, the daughter always looks so weak and helpless.

Even her biological parents didn't believe her words, treated it as crazy talk, and locked her up. What a blow to Liu Congjia at that time?

Xia Zhiyi really wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she didn't know what to say.

Liu Congjia was deeply affected by the patriarchal feudal thought.

Coupled with the shackles of feudal dogma, same-sex love is not tolerated by the world, and she is not even qualified to marry the one she loves.

She couldn't imagine how much despair Liu Congjia had accumulated in her heart.

Perhaps it was these despairs that pushed her to the abyss of suicide after the death of her beloved.

Xia Zhiyi suddenly remembered her relationship with Jing Ruyu.

She walked outside silently, poked her head out, and quietly reached out to grab Jing Ruyu's hand.

Jing Ruyu turned to look at her, and could understand all her unhappiness with just one glance.

She shook her hand back, tenderness in her eyes.

"At least she still has a sincere love. There are people who remember her before and after her death, and look forward to meeting her again."

Xia Zhiyi thought for a while, slightly curled the corners of her lips, and nodded her head obediently.

Yes, at least she still has Xiao Jinniang, their love is true.

Lovers will eventually get married, and they will definitely meet again and never part.

…

After sending the old housekeeper back to the Liu Mansion, they borrowed the carriage.

Lang Yue chose to join them, so she went back to the inn with them, and happened to share a room with Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was very grateful for this, and hoped that he could also stick a protective circle with talisman paper at night.

Lang Yue expressed regret that she did not have such a great ability.

He has read a lot of books and knows a lot, but it doesn't mean he has a lot of actual combat meetings.

Lu Ming was suddenly depressed—God is so cruel!

Seeing them bringing back an NPC, the proprietress took a puff of smoke calmly.

"An extra person won't get an extra meal."

They turned to look at Lang Yue.

"It's okay," Lang Yue said calmly, "I happen to be in Bigu these days."

Jing Ruyu looked at him, and suddenly remembered the old Taoist priest from the Wu Family, Qi Sheng asked him: "The protective circle of the hut must have been set up by the old Taoist priest, is there any way for the old Taoist priest to untie it by himself?"

Langyue heard the words, and said directly: "Are you rich?

"He uses money to do things. The most important thing the Wu family needs is money. If you can offer a higher price than the Wu family, he will definitely obey you.

"So do you have any?"

Xia Zhiyi couldn't help but take a look at his wealthy president's girlfriend.

She sighed deeply, and patted Jing Ruyu's shoulder: "If it was outside, Liu Lishu wouldn't even think about staying there tonight."

Jing Ruyu nodded in approval.

A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

The premise is not in the new world.

Langyue didn't know, so: "Outside? What outside?"

Xia Zhiyi: "Ah, it's nothing, it's time for dinner, let's go eat quickly, everyone."

She looked at Zhong Hong again: "Thank you for your hard work tonight to go to Liu's house with us."

Zhong Hong nodded: "It should, it's not hard."

…

After dinner, the three of them hurriedly set off with umbrellas as soon as it got dark.

Bubu slept for another afternoon, and now he followed them refreshed.

Passing through the gloomy path, they came to the gate of Liu Mansion again.

Throwing stones to ask for directions, the blood rain poured down in an instant, like a switch, corroding and crushing the stones in the blink of an eye.

The three of them immediately looked solemn.

Xia Zhiyi hugged Bubu to prevent her from running around and getting hurt.

"I'll try it."

Zhong Hong took a deep breath, opened the oil-paper umbrella, approached the blood rain cautiously, and tilted the umbrella handle slightly.

They breathed lightly unconsciously, and raised their eyes to stare at the top of the umbrella.

In the **** rain full of blood, the oil-paper umbrella broke in cautiously.

The rain was in a hurry and didn't mean to stop.

The blood fell on the umbrella surface, making a clear sound, and then slowly fell along the smooth umbrella surface, forming a series of hideous bloodstains, and finally turned into a string of bright red raindrops.

The oiled paper umbrella is intact.

Zhong Hong was overjoyed.

Great, they can pass!

Xia Zhiyi's eyes showed surprise, and he praised: "As expected, the umbrella was given by the ghost king's girlfriend, it really works well!"

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