Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

After dinner, Aunt Wen began to coax her to sleep with soft words. Heshan was very well behaved and soon lay down and fell asleep.

But she got up in the middle of the night. She had already stored countless night clothes in her space, just so that she could rob in the middle of the night and make her work more convenient.

Before sneaking away, Heshan carefully cast an illusion on Aunt Wen who was keeping watch at night, so that she could sleep peacefully. Aunt Fang was old, and she was sleeping next door, so she would not wake up easily.

The night lights flickered between the shadows of the trees. She flashed past lightly in a place where no one was paying attention, and strolled in the He Mansion. The original owner was not familiar with this mansion in her memory, and had never looked at it with her own eyes. Naturally, she didn't know where the yard of the "family" who bullied her was.

So Heshan plans to go wherever he wants and settle the accounts with those who have to.

She walked for a distance and the first thing she saw was an elegant courtyard. There was no one guarding the courtyard. She carefully climbed in and took a look, then quietly pushed open the door. Heshan walked to the bed, where a delicate young lady was lying.

She suddenly realized an important problem: she didn’t know those people who bullied the original owner!

Failed.

Heshan was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

We have to find a way to identify people. We can't wake everyone up to listen to their voices. That would be inconvenient.

She thought about it for a long time unhappily, and finally realized that there was someone special in this mansion whom she could recognize.

Heshan smiled obscenely, pulled his black mask, and continued walking, catching a maid who got up at night.

“Ahh…!”

"Don't scream!"

The young girl was terrified. Seeing her put the knife on her neck, her body suddenly went limp and tears started to flow.

Heshan: “…”Sister, I used the back of the knife.

"Why are you crying? If you cry again, I will scratch your little face!" Her vicious voice scared the little girl again.

She fell to the ground with a "bang". If Heshan had not put away the knife in time, this girl would probably be the only unlucky person to die from a knife.

She rolled her eyes, showing no sympathy at all. He poked her with the tip of his sword and continued angrily, "It seems like you don't want to live anymore! Fine, fine, I'll kill you right now."

The little girl wanted to shout for help immediately, but when she thought of the ruthlessness of the person in front of her, she immediately stopped talking and begged for mercy: "No, no, no! Please let me go, wuwuwu, I will do anything you ask me to do, wuwuwu."

"Master, please spare my life! Wuuuuuu"

He Shan was a little annoyed by her noise and nodded unsatisfactorily: "You'd better be more sensible. You know where Madam He's yard is, right? Take me there immediately."

Huh? The little girl was stunned and said hesitantly: "This..."

"Ok?"

"Yes, yes, I'll take you there right away!" A man of insight is a wise man. The little girl cherished her life very much and stumbled twice before she could stand up because of her weak legs.

It must be said that the He Mansion was huge. The little girl took her for several minutes. When He Shan was wondering if she was luring him into a trap, they finally arrived.

Looking at the imposing gate of the courtyard in front of him and the brightly lit bluestone road, Heshan was furious. The courtyard he lived in was not even one-tenth of others', and what about his grandmother? What an old bitch!

With a cold snort, she waved her hand to signal the little girl to get out immediately. Without further delay, she disappeared into the night impatiently.

Heshan was not worried that she would tell on others. She wouldn't do that anyway. Who would have the time to sympathize with the capitalists? There are only two bonds between different bourgeoisie: feelings and interests. The little girl had neither, so she would not be a fool.

As she thought, the little girl returned to the servants' room as quickly as possible and continued to lie down and pretend to sleep.

Here, He Shan entered Old Lady He's yard. They did have someone on night watch. Two young girls were sitting outside the door, with their heads tilted and looking drowsy.

She approached quietly, swiftly chopped off the two with her knife, knocked them unconscious, and quietly pushed the door open to enter. There was a maid lying at the foot of the door opposite. After knocking the person unconscious with the same method, she continued to walk in and saw an old woman lying behind a gorgeous bed curtain. She looked plump.

This is Mrs. He.

Ha ha.

Heshan clicked his tongue twice, his eyes rolled, and a bad idea came to him.

She ran back to the outer room, pinched her nose in disgust, and forcefully took off the servant's smelly socks, then excitedly stuffed them into Old Lady He's mouth.

While Old Mrs. He was sleeping, she felt someone prying her mouth open. She opened her eyes angrily and saw a dark shadow beside the dim and yellow bed. She was stunned, and then a strange bitter taste and pain came from her mouth.

? !

presumptuous!

She wanted to yell angrily, but failed because the dark shadow had pinched her mouth and stuffed the unknown ball of cloth into her mouth. Her mouth was immediately blocked tightly and the disgusting smell entered her nose, making her dizzy and want to vomit.

Old Madam He struggled and waved her hands in fear, kicking her feet wildly, and her stinky feet almost kicked Heshan.

Heshan was furious. How could this old bitch refuse to accept my toast and drink the forfeit wine?

There were two sudden clicks from her mouth, and the sudden sound scared Madam He. Then she saw the man in front of her lower his voice and grinned, "There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, but you insist on breaking in. Today you have fallen into my hands, and you are doomed."

Madam He: “……???”

She knows hell, where is heaven? And who are you?

While Madam He was still not able to react, Heshan really broke the woman's legs with two clicks, and then tied her up tightly with nylon rope.

After finishing this big project, Heshan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was really too tired. Fortunately, her grandmother was well-pampered and didn't have much energy. In the following time, she had time to appreciate Old Madam He, who looked like the same mummy.

"Mmmmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

Madam He's eyes rolled back, cold sweat dripped down her face, and her body unconsciously arched in pain. Unfortunately, He Shan tied her up too tightly, and no matter how she struggled or pulled, it was of no use.

Seeing this, He Shan was afraid to pat her body, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, grandma, I just like you very much and want to be close to you. I won't do anything to you."

"Grandma? Grandma? Are you listening to me?"

Madam He continued to feel pain and did not answer, as if she had lost her hearing.

He Shan's expression suddenly changed. Even with the black mask on, one could sense the anger between her brows: "Well, I worked so hard to take care of grandma, but she doesn't appreciate it? She deserves to be beaten! She deserves to be beaten!"

After she finished speaking in hatred, she slapped the old man's face several times, causing his head to sway from side to side.

"Grandma, you really make your grandson sad. I admire you so much, but you don't even want to look at me. It really makes me sad!"

"bang bang"

Her face was filled with sorrow: "How pitiful! My pure and filial heart has been betrayed like this."

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang"