[Red Chamber] Jagged Lin Daiyu

Chapter 255 Extra Story 4 Legendary Planning

As soon as the word 'rebirth' was uttered, the pale boy with the eyes of a poisonous snake turned into a living [shocked to creepy.jpg][dumbfounded.jpg]

Zhuo Donglai was rarely frightened like this, and he could almost keep calm even in a life-or-death situation—because he died faster when he was excited, and only calmness could give him a chance.But he's really terrified now, so shocked he can barely contain himself, staring at her.The word rebirth frightened him, just like the matter of rebirth, it was too scary, not only not in the plan, but also not in the imagination.

[What does she really know? ]

[Wen Si is definitely not his real name. ]

[Why did she appear there today, why did she just save me when my life was hanging by a thread, there must be something wrong with it. ][If you kill her, can you keep this secret?Would it be harmful to me if everyone knew about it? ]

[Is she really sure, or is she lying to me?There is no evidence for such a thing, and rumors alone are not enough to cause harm.What's more, she did save me. ]

Wen Zelan was still full of gossip and asked: "I've said so much, I'm sure I can get one right, right?"

It's not that she doesn't know how to look at people's faces, but that this scheming bitch has no blood on her face, and her eyes are a little dim. She looks like a person who is about to die, not to mention that there are still a few spots on her face that haven't been wiped off. Clean ink marks, I really can't tell what his face looks like.

"That's right." Zhuo Donglai said sincerely: "Back then, Prime Minister Zhuge gave me a gold tortoise and jade coin in a dream, the secret transmission of the Eight Formation Map and the technique of fortune-telling and fortune-telling. I didn't expect you to guess this matter."

Wen Zelan was stunned with the shortbread in her mouth, her face was written all over: Although it sounds nonsense, it's not unbelievable, I don't know whether I should believe it or not, what should I do! "That...that, really?"

"Believe it or not is up to you." He squinted his eyes, looking a little bleeding: "What do you mean by rebirth?"

Wen Zelan blinked her big eyes, with a cute expression on her face: "It's commonly known as returning the soul from a dead body. Some people live a lifetime and reincarnate with the memories of their previous life, it's called rebirth~" The most amazing thing is that I have heard it before The story of rebirth.

"Oh~ I think you seem to be 'reborn'."

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Look, you are very young, but your martial arts are very high, and you are also very sophisticated in your way of dealing with people. You don't look like a child, and you don't look like a child who was underestimated since childhood."

Wen Zelan laughed loudly: "Stop talking, who was the one who found out that I was only [-]?"

Damn it, I forgot how old I was, let's count it as fourteen.

The neighbor knocked on the wall angrily: "Damn it, what are you two bastards talking about? Is there any more? The heads of labor and management are about to explode!"

"Forget it, let's go to bed." Wen Zelan simply and rudely picked him up and moved him a meter in, sleeping outside by herself.The room in the inn has only one bed, but it is a double bed. Of course, there are tables and chairs, but Wen Si will not wrong himself to sleep on the table.

In the dead of night, he was still worried, and asked in a low voice, "Have you heard the story of rebirth?"

"Hmm..." Wen Zelan turned over, faced him and said in a low voice, "There once was a traveling merchant, Wang Sanlang, who disappeared on the way to do business. He gave birth to a child who was born precocious, could speak at six months, and could write at three years old. When he was eight years old, he went to the Yamen to sue, saying that he was Wang Sanlang, who was killed by a thief, and his body was hidden somewhere. The goods are hidden somewhere, and they are exactly what they say."

"Oh."

Wen Zelan enthusiastically told several stories, all about rebirth, each more miserable and more terrifying than the other.

Zhuo Donglai fell asleep with a smile on his face. It’s really an interesting bedtime story. People place their hopes on the nihilistic and beautiful karma. When the karma story is unsatisfactory, they hope that the victim can ask the Lord Qingtian to make decisions.

After waking up the next day, Wen Si hopped out of bed to arrange breakfast. There were many local delicacies, and he didn't know which one to eat.

Full of food, he walked back with the mutton steamed buns prepared for him, and saw a pale and slender young man wearing a thin coat, sitting by the bed, weakly looking at a piece of paper.If he vomited two mouthfuls of blood, he would still feel like a big Gu Long.

It's a pity that if you take two steps forward and see his face clearly, there will be no beautiful artistic conception, and you will immediately fall into the dark, cannibalistic social reality.

The two of them continued to recuperate for several days, and when his injury was able to walk on the road: "Tomorrow, we will leave for the capital and go to a place with dense news, so we will know how to do it."

"Well, good." Wen Zelan went to get the package.

Zhuo Donglai couldn't help but give her a high look. These days he has been procrastinating and not coming up with a plan, just to test her temperament. He thought he would be furious and say, "You have been eating me for so many days and you are delaying time." Such words, I didn't expect She also knows the importance of news.

Wen Zelan took a taro purple skirt and a light yellow jacket: "Put this on! You are so thin, and now you have no beard, and you pretend to be a lady when you get injured, and you move your hands and feet slowly. will be seen through."

[Although you are right, I think you are retaliating. ] "Very good. Wensi, you are so careful."

Wen Zelan stretched her face over: "Hey hey, call me fourth brother!"

"Hehe." Zhuo Pseudo-girl looked at her coldly, very disdainful of this kind of behavior that can't beat her and is not smart enough to take advantage of her words. If you have the ability, you can make yourself smarter.

Wen Zelan picked up a piece of fabric, folded it into a thicker rectangle shape, folded the long side an inch inward, turned it over again, rolled the two sides inward, and looked at it the other way around, it was a lifelike JJ .

She calmly stuffed the fabric chicken into her obscene pants, and fixed it with a ribbon, revealing two dark and thick short legs indifferently.

He almost dropped the good-quality skirt in his hand, looked at the fabric chicken in surprise, and wanted to remind her that she didn't need to put this thing in her trousers when she turned into a man, the clothes and trousers were very loose.But I also felt that it was right to do so, even if I went to the brothel to put the girl on my lap, I was not afraid of being exposed.

He tied the rabbit firmly with cloth straps, and knocked it himself, and felt that it was as hard and strong as the chest of a King Kong monster. Putting on his underwear, he painted his face with charcoal sticks, and he looked like a boy.

When checking out, the shopkeeper was a little confused: "Who is this girl?"

Wen Zelan giggled and said, "Sister from a distant relative's house, come hang out with me."

Xiaoxing stayed overnight and had nothing to say all the way—because the two of them had ordinary looks, they were safe along the way.

The funniest thing was that after a week on the road, a rich young man who was hunting saw the little beauty's purple blouse, purple skirt and slender waist and white hands, so he chased them on horseback and forced them to stop.See clearly that the purple shirt girl is not gentle and graceful, but also has a gloomy face, and see the Chinese paper behind the purple shirt girl with sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, big shoulders and round waist, holding a knife in his hand.

Kuo Shao asked, "Have we met this chivalrous man?"

Wen Zelan said vaguely: "Probably. What's your surname?"

Kuo Shao: "I admit my mistake." Then he left.

Zhuo Donglai originally hoped that she didn't understand what the other party meant, but unfortunately, his ears were full of muffled laughter, obviously these words made her laugh so hard that she was about to die.What's so funny about that!Can't you really admit your mistake!snort!

Wen Zelan: "Hahaha, we're only a hundred miles away from the capital, hahaha, my eldest sister eloped with me here, I will definitely protect you~"

Sister Zhuo was sullen and didn't answer. It was the first time she was insulted like this after living for so long.

Wen Zelan grinned her teeth with a smile, pretending to be gentle: "Good girl, don't be angry, I'm not the kind of person who flirts with Qin, Mu, and Chu, but I'm a rare lover in the world. Don't be angry, brother didn't mean to laugh at you, I laughed because I remembered an interesting story."

Zhuo Donglai remembered that this was the first time for such an insult, but it was not the first time for someone to be humiliated to this extent, so there was no need to be so angry.

What's more, he also knew this person's temper. The angrier she was, the more proud she was. If she didn't care, she would just shut up.

Asked in a very soft tone: "What story?"

"Uh..." Fortunately, I have a stomach full of stories: "Last month I saw two people fighting. Both of them were about the same size, and they both used punches. I'd better watch others fight and just hide and watch. Two people fought and the winner was determined. One of them was thrown into a tree by the other wheel. Seeing that the butt of the person who was wheeled was facing the tree, and the trunk was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, I wondered It would be a big deal if it fell on it, and the bones and tendons must be broken. But I didn’t expect that, with a click, the tree broke, and people were fine. Guess why?”

"Why?" It doesn't make sense.

"Because this person cultivated the golden bell~"

"Hehehe." Not funny at all.

When she arrived in the capital city, she lived in a small courtyard near her pastry shop. The two delicate and beautiful loli apprentices were sent to live in the pastry shop and did not meet him face to face.

One day more than ten days later, when we were eating together, Zhuo Donglai took out a piece of paper and put it in front of her: "I divide your enemies into three categories. They retired and returned to their hometowns. The second type of people can only be killed with money, and the third type of people can do it now."

Wen Zelan gritted her teeth with a bone in her mouth: "The third category is all villains with low power and low status."

"The same goes for you and me."

"Damn it really!" She bit off the thin bones angrily: "What should I do now?" There are too many enemies, and I don't know where to start.

"Make money first, cultivate power and contacts, and then talk about other things."

The author has something to say: I am really sorry, yesterday and today I cleaned my house + painted the walls, today I painted my house, I am moving bookshelves and books... moving desks, wardrobes, boxes, barbells, Duobao Pavilion And the bottles and cans on the Duobao Pavilion, as well as the bed, the bed board and all kinds of junk stuffed under the bed that I don't want to throw away.My arms are sore, my mind is in a trance...

After living there for 15 years, the walls have turned black and yellow.

I hope this chapter is still interesting, I didn't feel it when I wrote it...