Chapter 435: Du's design

Chapter 435 Du's Design
"Wait!" Du Shi hurriedly stopped him, biting his teeth and making up his mind: "Talk about your conditions!"
The athlete is still young, and he will definitely marry his wife and children. But he is just a small four-person Shaoqing. In the capital of high officials, his official position is really low. He is not a high-ranking daughter. Interest, now, someone can help them, she does not mind betting a bet.
"Mrs. Du is a refreshing person. The conditions underneath are very simple..." The man smiled and spit out a few clear notes. He heard Du's eyes whispered: "This thing... not too difficult, I should It!"
"Then all go to Mrs. Du's wife, as long as Mrs. Du's wife is doing things, immediately arrange for the Murong adults to wish for a good relationship." The man's yin test laughs.
"A word is fixed!" Du's word for a word, sharp eyes.
"A word is fixed!" The man said a word, the voice is ethereal!
Du's sharp eyes narrowed up: calculating a person, they can exchange their family's prosperity, this transaction is very cost-effective, she is very happy to do, but that person is not very good to deal with, she needs to carefully plan... ...
In the dead of night, the night pearls in the wall of the falling snow pavilion, the warm yellow light, the warmth of a room.
Murong Xue covered with a soft thin quilt, lying in a carved bed, sleeping, a little bright face with a little blush, long lashes like a small fan, cast two thick shadows on the eyelids, sleeping is extremely Enron Quiet.
Suddenly, a scream of screaming penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds: "Ghosts... ghosts..."
Murong Xue was awakened, and turned his eyes helplessly: Ouyang Shaohao was again regarded as a ghost. In the middle of the night, he could not rest in the Zhaoning Hall. Why did he go to her snowfall...
"Ah...Ghosts...Ghosts...Ghosts..." The screams of screaming and screaming one after another, a loud voice, is that many people see ghosts...
Murong Xue's bright face instantly darkened: I came outside the falling snow pavilion, didn't come in, even in the middle of the sky, the ghost was scary?
Murong Xue turned over and went out of bed, grabbed a long skirt and put it on the side, and quickly walked to the window, opened the window and angered toward the night sky: "Ouyang Shaohao!"
"Murong girl, the world has not come!" There is no trace of appearance, Shen Shen explained, looking at the eyes that Murong Xue did not believe, he said one word: "The world is really not coming!"
Shizi martial arts is strong, he came quietly, they really did not notice, but the world likes Murong girl, if it really came to the town of Houfu, it has already appeared in the falling snow pavilion!
Murong Xue nodded in understanding, Ouyang Shaohao was almost cold and indifferent. Every time he came to the town of Houfu, he was flying into the Snowfall Court. He would not stay in the house, and would not pay attention to the people in the house.
"What about those people outside?"
"I don't know what you are doing!" Shake his head without a trace: "Let's look at it..."
Murong Xue shook his head: "No, I will go and see it myself." The ghosts screamed one after another, and she couldn't sleep without sleep.
Murong Xue wore a long dress, and Tingting’s walked outside the falling snow pavilion. I saw four or five squatters standing not far away, looking at the direction of the falling snow pavilion, full of horror and shivering.
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, not salty and not light: "You see ghosts?"
"Yes, it is..." The little chickens nodded like a glutinous rice: "The slaves saw... there was a ghost floating back and forth outside the falling snowhouse..."
"You really did not read it wrong?" Murong Xue will be suspicious.
"No mistakes, no mistakes, absolutely no mistakes!" The younger people shook their heads again and again, hurriedly said: "The slaves dare to swear to the sky, the slaves see clearly..."
"A person sees a ghost, it may be dazzled, two people see the ghost, it is also possible to look at the bad, four or five people have seen the ghost, it is enough to prove that the falling snow pavilion is really a ghost ..." proud female voice It sounded, it was Murong softly holding the hand of Tingting, and the well-maintained little face was filled with a scornful smile.
Murong Xue disdain, sorrow your sister, even if there is a ghost in this world, it will not appear in the falling snow pavilion...
"There are so many courtyards in the town of Houfu are quiet, only the falling snow pavilion has repeatedly made two ghosts. It can be seen that the falling snow pavilion is not clean..." Murong softly raised his eyebrows at Murong Xue, and his eyebrows were scornful.
Murong Xue did not care, smiled and said: "I have lived in the Snowy Court for 14 years, and have been clean, a shameless person, sneak in my falling snow pavilion, stir me down the good snow It’s smoldering, it’s a bad feng shui that I’m falling off, and it’s going to attract dirty things...

Murong Rou’s face was gloomy and sharp, and his sharp eyes were like arrows. He shot to Murong Xue:
Murong Xue!

"What? Is it wrong?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at Mu Rongrou, sneer: "Dirty things are the most filthy, you and Xu Wen are doing things in the falling snow pavilion, so that my falling snow pavilion is dirty, only then It will lead to dirty things, so, the Snowy Court is haunted, you are 'not alive'..."
Murong Rou’s face was dark and the ink was about to drip out. The anger of burning at the end of the dynasty, I wished that Murong Xue would swallow the skin:
Murong Xue...

"Well, don't quarrel. There is a ghost in the town of Hou, but it is not a glorious thing. Do you know the people who are ready to make noise?" After seeing the Dr. Du, enough to reprimand, slowly came over. The lips squint, and the emeralds on the forehead illuminate a little under the dim light.
Murong Xue is a tooth decayer, and she is not her opponent at all!
Du's cold eyes looked at Murong Xue, but he saw that Murong Xue was looking at her. The corner of his mouth was slightly picky. He smiled like a smile. The daughter lost to her, and the mother came up. It was really a female soldier. She looked at this. How rich is the experienced mother.
"Why should I follow the grandmother's opinion?" Murong Xue's voice was fluttering, but Du's eyes heard the eyelids jumping and the apex trembled. It took half a mile to recover as usual. The cold road said: "Ghosts are worshipping, It’s not that these ordinary people can fight against it. Please ask the Taoist priest to come to the house and do it.
Murong Xue frowned slightly. The most hated thing she had now was the Taoist priest. The face of the stupid priest in front of her grandfather's grave was still fresh in her memory. The Taoist priests have less ability to pretend to be the most devil.
Moreover, in the early morning hours, the ghosts seen by the next generation are the afterimages of the Ouyang Shaohao. The ghosts seen this time are certainly not true. What kind of Taoist priests should be asked...
A subtle blow of wind suddenly rang, and an old monk dressed in shackles descended from the sky, gently falling in Murong Xue, in front of Du's, with his hands together: "Amitabha!"
(End of this chapter)