Chapter 191: The saint was beaten

Chapter 191 The saint was beaten

The saint has a very bad complexion recently.

Since Zhou Yanci came, after she collapsed and put a small bed, she had nightmares almost all night.

At the beginning, I dreamed of a little boy and a little girl. The little girl was chubby like a steamed stuffed bun, and the stuffing was black-hearted and spicy.

The appearance looks cute and full of cuteness, but the ghost ideas are stuffed one by one.

The little boy was thin and thin, and he seemed to give everything to the girl, but he did whatever the girl was. The place where they are is so dark that it is hard to see where they are.

There was always a sound from the corner that made her heart palpitate. Hoo hoo...

It seemed that someone was snoring while sleeping. She obviously didn’t understand anything in the dream, but she was born with an innate sense of fear. If the snoring sound woke up, it would definitely shake the ground.

Every night, she was either hung up and beaten, or scalded on her face with a red iron, or **** and made a sandbag of her.

Wake up every day, as if being tortured.

The problem is, she is a saint, a saint! What kind of ghosts and monsters, shouldn't everyone be afraid of her to death? The saint is depressed.

"Alas..." The saint with big dark circles under her eyes sighed faintly and got up. Covering his brows, he felt a stinging pain.

When she just woke up from a dream, she yelled as if she couldn't bear it, the snoring in the noisy corner stopped for a moment, and then the center of her eyebrows seemed to be pressed...

She woke up.

His body softened and he almost rolled off the bed. It was as if all her strength had been drained from her body, as powerless as a mollusc.

"Saint, your health has been getting worse recently. This..." The maid stepped forward to look at her worriedly. The saint seemed to have drunk the old medicine for the past two days, seeing her hair turning gray, and the maid took care of her every day. Cover up under hair.

But the whitening of eyebrows and eyelashes is a bit unacceptable.

"You... ah, why is the center of your eyebrows blue?" The maid covered her mouth in horror, looking at the deeply sunken mark on the center of the saint's eyebrows, the bruises were somewhat black.

The maid brought the mirror to her face, and she froze her eyes in a casual way.

"This, this looks like a baby's finger-sized mark, where did it come from?" The maid was shocked. This is the Holy Maiden Hall, the most sacred and mysterious place in the former Lanzhao.

Zhou Yanci yawned and got up, picked up the breakfast served by the maid outside and started eating. I don't know what's going on, but every night I go to sleep like I've been in a fight. Although I'm not tired or sore, it's very exhausting. Even... One day, when she woke up, her chest was hungry and her fists were still clenched tightly. Those who didn't know thought that her words and deeds were extorting a confession.

She now has to eat three bowls in one meal.

She gained weight, and the saint lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Go and call Master Yun." The saint hesitated for a moment, then asked the maid to call someone. As soon as she finished tidying up her clothes, seeing that Zhou Yanci was eating deliciously, she lifted the corner of her skirt and just sat down on her buttocks.

"Ouch..." The **** suddenly bounced up like an electric shock, shocking her like a monkey.

There was a layer of chills all over his body.

She and Zhou Yanci looked at each other in pairs, inexplicably, from the round face and round eyes, she saw a somewhat strange feeling.

it seems...

Where have I seen it? It's strange how I always feel this way. It seems very familiar.

The servant girl's eyes widened in surprise, seeing the holy girl holding a pearl white jade steamed bun with a frightened look, she retracted her little hand quickly. It seems that there is someone who is terrified.

After the saint went to see Master Yun, Zhou Yanci slowly put down the big jade basin.

When the maid saw the saint leaving, she immediately turned cold.

"Didn't the steward tell you? Have you forgotten your duty? Are you worthy to eat and drink with the saint? Are you standing like a saint? Do you eat meat and drink soup? Do you think it's reasonable?" the maid said calmly. face, looking at Zhou Yanci gloomyly.

"Yinyin does a lot better than you. The saint is sleeping, Yinyin is fanning her legs, the saint is eating, and Yinyin is adding food to the side. What about you? You have a big belly, and those who don't know think it is a saint." It was the maidservant you invited. If you are sensible, you beat the child and served the saint well. In the future, the saint will give you as much as you want." The maid looked at Zhou Yanci's stomach with a bad expression.

Zhou Yanci's eyes froze indifferently.

I just felt that the temperature in the dormitory dropped several degrees in an instant, and my body felt several layers of chills. The maidservants in the palace shivered one after another, feeling a penetrating feeling.

"Give me a few? I'm afraid she lacks the tools to applaud for love! She urinates while standing up, you can ask her, does she feel that she is missing anything?" Zhou Yanci sneered, looking The maidservant had goosebumps all over her body.

"You, why are you so vulgar. Open your mouth and shut your mouth..." The servant girl blushed from her anger, and wanted to push her as soon as she stretched out her hand, Zhou Yanci snorted. With a kick, he kicked her backwards and threw her onto the table.

Buried his head in the ginseng soup bowl, and ran away crying heartbreakingly.

Zhou Yanci looked around for a week, and the maidservants all lowered their heads and dared not look at her, so they strode out.

After she went out, the maidservants breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other with fear in their eyes. Wiping his forehead, he broke out in a cold sweat from the fright.

"The last time I sacrificed to the saint, I was never frightened like this. Today I really saw a ghost..." A servant girl covered her heart with a look of fear. She even felt that the saint's legs would be weak in front of her.

Hehe, the saint does not have soft legs, she probably has soft knees. Then kneel down and sing...

I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong...

Zhou Yanci was walking around in the temple, only to realize that there seemed to be a sacrifice in the past few days, and a group of old men with white hair and beards in white robes were busy.

"Take Phoenix away. Where's Da Luan?" An old man in white robe suddenly asked.

At this time, Nirvana succeeded, and the little phoenix, which had already fed itself so round that it couldn't even fly, stood at Zhou Yanci's feet like a pheasant. Sometimes there is a "ga..."

The old man took a look and then moved his eyes away without stopping at all.

"Da Luan was taken by Master Yun to look for the Failing One. The Failing One is going to marry our saint next month, but Master Yun has not brought Da Luan back." A man in white replied.

Zhou Yanci raised his eyebrows, Master Yun turned out to be the national teacher.

"No, the big luan is extremely precious by us. What we drink is the snow water of Tianshan Mountain, what we eat is the thousand-year-old snow lotus, and the ten-thousand-year **** grass. If we don't grow back like this, even if we are hungry, we will be too hungry. ..."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Fenghuang beside Zhou Yanci let out a fart.

Fart your Phoenix, I eat meat, I eat meat!

Facing the group of foolish, phoenixes who looked like old hens, the faces of the birds were flushed with anger.

(end of this chapter)