The cold wind rustled, the winter was raging, and the snow was drifting. The snowflakes falling on the black tiles on the top of the corridor made a gentle friction sound. The winter wind blew, and the white curtains on the suspended pavilion fluttered endlessly. Li Che stopped walking, and the expression on his face seemed to be frozen in the cold winter. His eyes were like two unsheathed swords, breaking through the chill and falling on the old woman who was standing beside the man in white. "Lei Chunlan!" Li Che made a low sound from the depths of his throat. Xu Beihu naturally noticed Li Che's movements and emotional changes, and was slightly startled. "What's wrong?" Xu Beihu frowned and asked. Li Che's mood fluctuated, and he would never forget that face. Lei Chunlan, the midwife who delivered Xixi, was also the evil woman who killed many children she had delivered.
At this moment, she appeared here, a place Li Che never expected. At this moment, Li Che's heart was extremely gloomy. In his mind, thousands of thoughts flowed. What is the relationship between Lei Chunlan... and the son of the Si family? I heard that Lei Chunlan was involved with the Lingying Sect. Could it be that the Lingying Sect and the Si family... are also related? Lei Chunlan's background seemed to be stronger than expected. No wonder the wanted posters in the outer city were directly withdrawn after a few days, and his "Bull Demon" wanted posters were still hanging on the notice board. "I saw an acquaintance." Li Che suppressed his emotions and said calmly. Although Xu Beihu was tall and strong, he was very sensitive. He naturally found that Li Che's eyes looking at the old woman were unusual. "What is the grudge... Find out the situation before making plans." Xu Beihu said. Li Che nodded, and the two stepped into the pavilion box. The servant of Jinhuang Pavilion carefully placed the wooden sculpture covered with black cloth on the table that had been prepared in the pavilion. "Brother Mu Bai, the talented woodcarver from my Xu family has been brought here. Let's take a look at his craftsmanship." Xu Beihu stepped into the pavilion and laughed loudly. The man in white sitting on the sandalwood armchair immediately looked over, and Li Che also saw the man's face clearly. A handsome face with a bit of enchanting beauty, eyes with a gloomy color, a teardrop mole at the corner of the eye, and a very infectious sadness hidden in the charm, on the verge of tears, a strand of hair on the forehead fell over the cheek, gently undulating in the breeze. "Brother Beihu, you really helped me a lot." Si Mubai stood up, and his voice seemed to be crying. He and Xu Beihu exchanged fists, and then his eyes fell on Li Che. "This is Master Li, right? Although you haven't entered the inner city, many of your woodcarvings have caused a sensation in the inner city. Such rich woodcarvings are rare among woodcarving masters..." Si Mubai smiled, but his smile was uglier than crying.
Li Che nodded slightly, but his eyes still looked at Lei Chunlan. At this moment, Lei Chunlan also recognized Li Che. On her wrinkled old face, she showed a kind smile and looked at Li Che gently, neither avoiding nor avoiding. Si Mubai noticed Li Che's gaze and continued to smile uncomfortably: "I am a servant in the mansion, helping to do some things. If I have offended Master Li in any way, please forgive me." Xu Beihu narrowed his eyes, and Li Che also understood the meaning of Si Mubai's words. Lei Chunlan is his person, if there is any conflict, just bear it... The meaning between the lines is that Si Mubai obviously knows what Lei Chunlan is doing, but he is very strong in his attitude to protect Lei Chunlan. Or... Li Che's identity is not important enough for Si Mubai to take seriously. The smile on Lei Chunlan's face became brighter and brighter, like a withered old chrysanthemum blooming forcefully. The atmosphere between the pavilions seemed to be a little colder in an instant, and the cold wind whistled in. After a moment, a smile appeared on Li Che's cold face: "Maybe I recognized the wrong person. I thought it was the midwife who delivered my daughter and had a dispute with the Lingying Sect." "That midwife killed many newborns and was a complete villain. She was wanted by the government. How could she appear in Mr. Si's house? I was wrong." Although Li Che's words were a bit yin and yang, Simu Bai also heard the easing of Li Che's attitude. His lips and teeth raised an increasingly ugly smile, raised his hand and waved, and Lei Chunlan lowered her head and retreated. "Master Li is very kind to give face to Si. Let's take a look at Master Li's craftsmanship." Si Mubai spoke lightly and did not allow the topic to be discussed. Xu Beihu on the side did not speak, his face was slightly gloomy, but he was a little disappointed with Li Che in his heart. Although Li Che couldn't do anything to Lei Chunlan even if he made trouble, he was still there at the moment to support Li Che and get back some ground, but Li Che chose to endure the grievance. Steady is steady, but not a bit wanton and arrogant, Xu Beihu was not very satisfied. But he could understand, after all... he was facing the Si family. However, Li Che's character was the same as his third brother Xu You, too gloomy and too forbearing, which made him unhappy. Since Li Che took the initiative to give in, Xu Beihu was too lazy to say anything more. Simubai walked to the wooden sculpture and pulled away the black curtain, and the "Nine-headed Guanyin Crying Ghost Suppression Statue" underneath it immediately came into Simubai's sight. Simubai's breathing suddenly stagnated. There was surprise in his eyes, and he stared blankly. Slowly, two lines of hot tears fell down his cheeks. “Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooddtwwwwwww, okay. There is a rich meaning between compassion and anger..." "Okay, that's great." Si Mubai cried, laughed, and clapped his hands. The next moment, Simubai pressed his palms on the wooden sculpture fiercely, opened his mouth and cried loudly, but there were faint streams of white air steaming up from the wooden sculpture. Li Che's eyes narrowed, such a strange appearance made him feel tense suddenly.
The entire pavilion was instantly shrouded in a unique and weird atmosphere, as if a ghost was crying, a woman was howling, and an old man was crying heartbrokenly... Li Che even felt like his nose was sore and he couldn't help crying. Xu Beihu landed in front of Li Che and patted his shoulder gently with his palm. In an instant, Li Che's feeling of wanting to cry disappeared in an instant. Taking a step back, Li Che's eyes flashed with surprise. "Si Mubai is cultivating his divinity. You are infected by the overflowing divinity. I will suppress it for you. It's okay." Xu Beihu said with a smile. Although he was not satisfied with Li Che's temperament, Li Che's talent was obvious to all, and he was still worth winning over and making friends with. Li Che cupped his fists and thanked him. "Your cultivation has just been polished and perfected. If you are affected by the god of anger for a long time, you may damage your mind..." "Get the gold leaves and then retreat. The carriage is outside. You can go back by yourself. If you want to take a stroll in the inner city, you can. You can leave the city before dark." Xu Beihu said with a chuckle. Li Che received five gold leaves, put them away, and walked away with his fists clasped. After taking a deep look, Si Mubai, who was still holding the wooden sculpture and sucking it wildly, saw that the wooden sculpture was sucked like an eggplant beaten by frost, and it was so wilted that it was impossible to see the appearance of Guanyin... Li Che licked his lips. My hands... seem a little itchy. Resist the urge to use the prototype of the magical power [Qian Xishou] to absorb the divinity in Simubai. Li Che withdrew from Jinhuang Pavilion. Back on the carriage, Li Che sat in the luxurious carriage, tapping his fingers gently and rhythmically on the tea table in the carriage, his eyes slightly focused. "Old man, stop your carriage for a moment. It's a rare trip to the inner city. I plan to buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the inner city for my wife and bring some delicious food back. Old man, please wait for me to get off." Li Che said with a smile. Although the coachman was Xu Ji coachman from the inner city, he was quite polite to Li Che and responded with a smile. "Master Li, go ahead. I'll be waiting for you here. As long as you leave the inner city before dark, it won't be a problem." Li Che gently clasped his fists. The inner city is prosperous, with a large population, and the bustling streets are no less lively than those in the outer city. After getting away from the coachman's sight, Li Che's face instantly became extremely cold. He first went to the silk shop and bought black cloth. He simply made the black cloth into a loose black robe. He also bought a bamboo hat. He took out the carving knife and thin wood he carried with him from his arms. With his current craftsmanship, he took a few breaths Then he made a cute cow mask. I found a deserted alley. Putting on the bamboo hat, he first took off his clothes and hid them, then put on the black robe, the bamboo hat and the cute cow mask.
Instantly! The shadows cast by the light on the alley walls began to twist, squirm, and rise violently! There seems to be a divine dragon whispering, and a demonic elephant hissing! Tolerate? steady? Subdued? I just want to change my position... and beat you to death! "Lei Chunlan..." "Your bull demon uncle is here!"