The weather has beco hot, and even at night, it's still sowhat muggy. However, Ke feels quite refreshing.
Yet,
Ke keeps walking,
walks and walks,
The road she should have finished walking in a matter of monts, she sohow hasn't managed to cross.
Initially, because her mind was full of thoughts, she didn't notice anything unusual. But gradually, she realized sothing was wrong—why hadn't she walked out of the corridor yet?
Ke cald herself, continued walking forward, but the corridor seed to have mysteriously extended far, and she still couldn't walk out.
Ke felt sowhat surprised,
turned to walk back, but after walking until her legs were slightly sore, she still hadn't managed to get out.
Before marriage, she had heard from her grandmother about the phenonon of walking in circles—once inside, there's no way to get out until dawn.
But this was Lord Pingye's residence,
Ke thought even if there were any ghosts,
they wouldn't dare act recklessly here, right?
The elders often said that butchers could ward off spirits because they carried a blood aura, thus they couldn't approach butchers; Lord Pingye must have blood from nurous lives on him, how could the spirits dare?
However, Ke is unaware,
right outside the steps of the corridor,
stood a baby with hollow eyes, and behind this baby, there was another crawling over wearing crotchless pants, but he dared not descend the steps, so he first shifted his body sideways, lowered his lower half, and with little feet slowly touched the steps.
Ke was even more unaware that,
in Lord Pingye's house,
the most abundant thing,
was spirits.
Mo Wan's mouth curved into a sinister smile.
Everyone exuded a certain aura, Mo Wan, being a soul, was especially sensitive to these auras.
Earlier, when Ke was bathing,
babysitting in the rear house, Mo Wan caught a strong scent of spring's revival.
Honestly, without external interference, no son would wish for his dad to find a stepmother for him.
Mo Wan had once intervened to stop Siniang's attempt to approach his father.
But his father was so shaless,
he would throw him out beforehand!
Gradually, Mo Wan accepted it.
After all, Siniang was one of the demon kings, unwilling but sowhat comfortable ntally for him.
However, what is this woman,
to dare to attempt placing her filthy hands on his father's bed?
Presumptuous!
Bold!
Arrogant!
Don't even think about it!
You should just walk in circles till dawn, serving you right for not wearing anything, deserving to catch a chill.
Mo Wan turned around,
at this ti,
the young lord was almost successfully descending the steps,
Mo Wan walked over, picked him up directly, and returned to the bedroom.
From an outsider's perspective,
it looked like the young lord was floating in the air,
he seed to want to play outside for a little longer, occasionally flapping his little legs in protest.
Then,
a stone flew over,
"Pop pop pop!"
striking the young lord's tiny backside a few tis.
The young lord imdiately stopped resisting,
just put his finger in his mouth, reluctantly sucking.
......
"Sigh."
Xue Three stretched lazily as he walked into a secret chamber.
Here, the guard was stringent. When Xue Three entered, each stationed guard saluted him respectfully, and no one dared to inquire about the injuries on his face.
This place was Xue Three's lair, colloquially known as the demon den.
Xue Three had personally trained a group of people, spies in warti, explorers of military intelligence, and in peaceti, they monitored the surroundings, similar to the military police of this era.
Though in scale, it couldn't compare with the Spy Bureau of Yan State or the Silver Armored Guard of Qian State, but in the future, who knows?
Xue Three hadn't intended to co today, but unable to sleep at night, he ca to take a look.
Who knew the mont he entered the cell, he saw one of his subordinates squatting beside an older woman, hands roaming over her, with an evil smile on his face.
"Lord Three."
"Lord Three."
His attendant's words ca from outside, causing that person to stand up imdiately, face Xue Three, straighten his back, and shout:
"Lord Three."
Xue Three pointed at him and said:
"Don't stop, continue, continue."
"No, Lord Three, subordinate was interrogating; this Silver Armored Guard is tight-lipped, and without punishnt, there is absolutely no way to make her talk."
"Oh? Interrogating, feels good?"
"No, no, Lord Three, I...."
"It's alright, relax. What's the rush? Just a pair of Silver Armored Guards; back in Qian State, they might be glamorous, nobody dares provoke them.
But here on Yan land, at Snow Sea Pass, this is our turf, they can't be reckless here, can they?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Three."
"The brothers are lonely too, letting them have so fun is also justifiable."
"Thank you, Lord Three, thank you, Lord Three."
Xue Three continued smiling at him,
then told his other subordinates nearby:
"Take him away!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The surrounding subordinates imdiately stepped forward to arrest the one who had previously molested the Silver Armored Guard.
"Lord Three, Lord Three, what's wrong, Lord Three, Lord Three?"
"Haha. Feeling like a woman, there's no shortage of red tents in the city, the ladies inside are waiting for you to bring silver to start business.
If that doesn't work, there're plenty of vagrants outside; marrying a girl there is easy, as long as you can provide for her family's food and drink.
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