Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

In a relationship that is unequal from the beginning, it is not just the human heart that is deteriorating...

Knowing that the other person had a shadow and was not a ghost, Nan Ke returned to normal. This familiar voice should be Mrs. Xing.

"My Lord, if you remember me, then things will be much simpler."

Lin Yuan, who was sitting next to them, was drinking tea leisurely, waiting for Nan Ke to discover Mrs. Xing's identity, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Xing scared them again. The two looked at each other, conveying the same meaning, shouldn't she think of us as Xing Shu and the maid?

"Sir, it's not my Shushu. Shushu cannot come into this room."

The opponent threw out a pair of king bombs, and Lin Yuan and Nan Ke were shocked by this straightforward opening.

"Can you tell us more about it so we can see how we can help you?"

Lin Yuan felt that Mrs. Xing's attitude was not as excited as before, as if she was just acting from the beginning.

"You must be outsiders. You do the same things and say the same words at the same time every day. When you open your eyes the next day, you repeat yesterday's actions."

Mrs. Xing thought of the panic and struggle of those people before. In comparison, the acceptance and reaction abilities of these two people were in line with her definition of smart people. Perhaps Shushu could really be saved.

"Not really. I just met you today. I didn't have a conversation with you before. Today I got up early to greet you, and now I'm sitting at the same table with you drinking tea."

Nan Ke's position was facing the bed with layers of curtains. He saw a fat figure getting down from the bed, staggering, knocking the night pearl on the table to the ground, pulling out a barbed whip from under the table, and pressing Madam Xing on the table to whip her.

"Why, are you thinking of your husband who died long ago? Didn't I ask you to throw away these night pearls? They disturbed my sleep. In order to keep them, you will satisfy me, right?

Be good and don't move. Otherwise I will ask the housekeeper to throw away these broken beads tomorrow."

Nan Ke and Lin Yuan sat on the stools, unable to move, only their eyeballs could move. They looked at Mrs. Xing being tortured on the table, raised the corners of their mouths and said silently, "wait a moment."

"I love you so much, but you still think about him. Don't you want to die to be with him? I won't let you have your way. Don't you know that his empty tomb has been dug up a long time ago and now it has been filled up to become a vegetable field. The pickled cabbage you ate today grew on that field. I see you are enjoying it. Why don't you scream, scream, scream loudly? Why can't you learn from those delicate young ladies and act like a spoiled brat and I will let you go."

The whip hit Mrs. Xing's body, but the hard material of the clothes did not break, but red blood seeped out and dyed the flowers outlined by fine lines red. Red plum blossoms bloomed on Mrs. Xing's back.

"That bitch Xing Shu refused to let the county magistrate touch her and found a beggar. She really doesn't know how to appreciate a good person. Isn't it better to find a local ruffian?"

Mr. Xing threw down the whip, reached out his hand to greedily caress Hongmei, leaned over to suck the blood, and accused Mrs. Xing in her ear, as if he was a very good and philanthropic person.

Nan Ke rolled his eyes. Gu Ye is much better than those thugs like you. He is really a bad guy. Why doesn't anyone expose his bad taste?

"What Shushu chose herself is the best. You said that you would let Shushu go after she gets married."

Mrs. Xing rarely responded, which made the fat master even more excited. He pinched Mrs. Xing's neck and said vicious words.

"Of course, I keep my word, because tomorrow, people will find Miss Xing and her new husband dead in a dilapidated temple."

Mr. Xing narrowed his eyes as big as green beans and played with Mrs. Xing's neck. It broke with one pinch. She was so fragile.

"I'm the only person you care about in this world. Wouldn't that make you feel even more disgusted?"

"No, I care about my children, not you. Do you want to kill them all?"

"How is that possible? They are my money trees, so of course they have some privileges. If Xing Shu wasn't your daughter, I would really like to taste her. Unfortunately, like her father, she has a lowly life and will never become rich."

The fat man with blood at the corner of his mouth licked his lips with satisfaction, took out two small white porcelain bottles from the box under the table, and roughly sprinkled the powder on Mrs. Xing's back.

"You can sleep on this table tonight. I will check it when I get up tomorrow."

After saying that, he yawned, went to the couch, picked up a quilt and covered Mrs. Xing with it, then went back to bed to sleep.

Mrs. Xing took off the quilt from her body and rolled it up on the ground. She climbed up from the table, leaned against the quilt and said with a smile, "Is it scary? I am also surprised that you can see such a thing."

"This person is worse than an animal. Why are there such psychopaths everywhere?"

Nan Ke was thinking about what Gu Ye would say at this moment, and the words came out of his mouth automatically, without any restraint.

"Are you alright with your injury?"

Lin Yuan looked at Madam Xing who was sitting on a blanket and leaning against a quilt, and pulled Nan Ke, who was sitting on a stool, to sit on the ground. He was able to peek into the wooden box under the tablecloth, where more than twenty white porcelain bottles were neatly arranged, with a few night pearls glowing in the middle, and the rest were all some thorny tools.

"I'm used to it. I won't die. This is the best wound medicine and scar removal ointment."

Mrs. Xing picked up the porcelain vase that was lying on the ground and put it into the wooden box.

"You've worked hard." Lin Yuan naturally knew that a woman who was weak and helpless could survive here for a long time. In addition to the reason that she couldn't leave, the rest was that her resistance was fruitless and brought more severe punishment. Mr. Xing didn't dislike Madam Xing, but there were too many things between the two of them. Likes and hate were intertwined, and the original love was no longer visible.

"It's not hard. Now that you're here, my efforts have not been in vain." Looking at the red candle being cut in half, Mrs. Xing sat up and began to talk with Lin Yuan and the others.

"I know you have a lot of questions. But time is running out. When the red candle burns out, our lives will return to normal. Please remember as much as you can about the above."

Mrs. Xing reached out and pulled off the tablecloth, spreading the back of the tablecloth on the ground for Lin Yuan and Nan Ke to see.

Lin Yuan and Nan Ke saw the arrangement of ink paintings and words on the tablecloth, and they felt like they were cramming for an exam. Nan Ke stretched out his hand to make gestures, and each of them took notes on one side.

"I'm ready."

"I'm fine too."

Nan Ke and Lin Yuan looked up at the same time at the red candle placed aside, which was only about the height of a fingernail left.

Throw a few questions to Mrs. Xing.

"When we just came here, you pretended to be a ghost to scare us. Was there someone who instructed you to do that?"

“This infographic is not your work, who is the person behind it?

"Okay, now that's changed. Let's try a different approach."