Penitent hand, trembling slightly

But there's no need to tell Shen Maomao about these things yet.

Countless thoughts went through her mind, and in the end she just urged Jin Mao: "Hurry up when you're done picking up, and run away if you have any problems."

The golden retriever nodded repeatedly, holding the bamboo basket tremblingly, and walked towards the stable.

Yesterday afternoon, the person in charge of the stables assigned him a stable with three horses. Afterwards, he did not ask him to go to work immediately. Instead, he patiently taught him bit by bit how to feed the horses, groom the horses, and clean the stables...

The horses are like docile cats under the person in charge, but he doesn't think these horses will be so docile under his own hands...

The stable smelled of rotting plants and animal excrement. The horses who woke up early were snorting, and three grooms who were dressed the same as him were busy back and forth.

Besides him, there should have been four grooms here, but one was missing today.

He held his breath and walked in, until the end he couldn't muster up the courage to ask where the young man was.

An old horse poked its head out from behind the fence, grabbed the frame in his arms and dragged it into the railing, and large pieces of roses fell to the ground.

The three horses seemed to have seen the best horse grass. They lowered their heads and started eating crazily. The horse that was full first snorted at him, showing its teeth stained red by roses, which made him shiver again. Twice.

After the three horse uncles had enough to eat and drink, he released the old horse with the best temper and prepared to drive to the pasture.

Last time, there was an npc who took him to bring him back. This time, he can only rely on himself.

……

"Sister Lou, what else do you think I can do?" Shen Maomao leaned on his chin to watch Lou Jingmo trim the roses.

These refined roses dared to grow on the golden hair, but they didn't dare to get close to Lou Jingmo who was holding a pair of scissors, and even hid aside.But they forgot that their roots were still growing in the soil, and they couldn't hide much further. They could only tilt their heads and be trimmed into a weird shape by the ruthless woman. The sound of crying.

Shen Maomao: "..." There doesn't seem to be anything scary about the roses that have grown into essence.

While cutting, Lou Jingmo said, "Wait, I will take you out to die when I finish my work."

Shen Maomao wiped off the cold sweat from his head: "I still want to live..."

Lou Jingmo hooked the corner of his mouth.

Shen Maomao was a little dumbfounded.

Do only men like pretty sisters?No!Girls love it too!

The beauty of the goddess is unmatched by men and women, especially Yazi who smiles, which makes Shen Maomao wish to buy a hundred copies of "Standing Spirit" and put it in front of her for her to sign!Moreover, he waved his hand very proudly and said such shameful words as "I have contracted the entire publishing house to you"!

Lou Jingmo stood on the ladder and worked diligently, not knowing what was going on in the mind of Shen Maomao who was lying beside him doing nothing.

There was no one around the garden throughout the morning, and occasionally one or two would pass by in a hurry.Shen Maomao sat under a big tree in a daze, feeling like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

After noon, the sun was high, Lou Jingmo finally trimmed all the plants, and stood under the tree to wipe the sweat off his head.

Shen Maomao looked at those trees with post-modern Shamat magic style, swallowed, and hesitated: "This...can this pass the audit?"

Lou Jingmo said lightly: "He only said that it can't be the same, didn't he say that it can't be like this?"

Shen Maomao was amazed: "Look at the middle finger pointed at the castle, whether it is people complaining about the injustice of fate and expressing their dissatisfaction with life to God..."

Lou Jingmo kicked her ass from behind.

It wasn't heavy, so she didn't roll out like she did that day.

Shen Maomao clutched his ass and jumped angrily: "From now on, if you kick my ass again, I will turn against you! My ass is so precious, can you kick it casually? What if I kick it flat?! "

Lou Jingmo remembered that rounded arc, and comforted her: "Don't worry, you won't be deflated, your butt is still sticky."

Shen Maomao: "???"

If Lou Jingmo wasn't also a woman, she would suspect that she was playing hooligans!

……

After all the work is done, the next step is to find a way to investigate clues, after all, they are not really here to work.

Lou Jingmo led her around the castle, and successfully found a small door with few people coming and going.They hid outside and observed for a long time, and after confirming that the people who walked through this door were usually servants, they prepared to sneak her in.

Shen Maomao seemed to hear a loud and passionate "It's time to die!" in his mind.

But there is definitely no way out if you just wait. If you want to leave, you can only die.

Lou Jingmo looked around vigilantly, and then walked to the door unhurriedly, with a natural expression on his face, "I have a mission, I'm not just wandering around, please don't bother me" look.

Shen Maomao followed her cautiously, watching her open the back door in fear.The space of the hut behind the door was completely displayed in front of their eyes.

Fortunately——there is no one here, and their appearance is also in vain.

There were no candles and no windows in the house.Through the light at the door, you can see the sundries accumulated inside, the thick dust on the ground, and the footprints of some humans and mice.

"Close the door." Lou Jingmo ordered softly.

Shen Maomao, who was walking behind, moved in response to the sound and directly closed the door.The room was completely plunged into darkness, making her eyes dark, and it took a long time for her to recover.

Now the light source is only a little bit in the gap between the front door and the back door. When she got used to the darkness, Lou Jingmo was already looking around for debris.

Shen Maomao was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he groped to find a stacked box and squatted behind, covered his mouth with both hands, and then watched Lou Jingmo busy with his eyes.

People kept passing by the other door of the house, and the figures flickered between the cracks of the door, making Shen Maomao frightened, afraid that someone would open the door and break in.

"Squeak..."

An unknown creature flashed past her quickly, she took a breath, forced to hold back the exclamation that overflowed from her throat, and her head trembled violently.

Lou Jingmo said: "There are mice."

As her words fell, one mouse after another opened its red eyes in the darkness.These little red dots ran back and forth at a fast speed, screaming as they ran, and there was even a furry feeling from Shen Maomao's feet.

Shen Maomao is actually not afraid of rats, but who knows if these rats are the flag of death?She was shaking crazily, praying that the mice would be afraid of her, a living being, and actively avoid her position.

Trembling, the door in front suddenly made a long "creaking" sound, and a large piece of light poured in, illuminating the entire utility room clearly.

Shen Maomao's body froze all of a sudden, not to mention shaking, this time she didn't even dare to breathe.

Did Lou Jingmo hide?Just now, I was patronizing the mouse, but I didn't pay attention to where Lou Jingmo searched. The incident happened suddenly, did she have time to avoid it?If he didn't have time to hide and was discovered, would he die immediately?

She held her breath, her mind was in a mess, and she saw a shadow projected on the wall beside her through the gap of the box, and the shadow was still carrying a bulging bag in her hand.

The shadow of the person who came in was wearing trousers and shoulder-length hair, and it was temporarily impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.He threw the bag in his hand onto the key floor in the middle of the utility room, a scent of butter entered Shen Maomao's nose, and the mice that had been wandering around her rushed up like crazy, "squeaking" Yell, it's all black.

"It's bad luck!" A female voice came from the door, the woman closed the door roughly, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

The darkness returned again, and Lou Jingmo jumped out from behind the box, looking at the mice on the ground, lost in thought.

Shen Maomao also ran out a few steps, looked at these mice with disgust, and asked in a low voice: "What is this for? Raising mice?"

Lou Jingmo shook his head: "It seems to be poisoning mice."

Within a few minutes, the mouse that rushed to the front kicked its legs, fell to the ground and began to foam. The remaining mice seemed to be invisible, and continued to eat the butter, bringing the corpse of their companions...

Lou Jingmo grabbed her hand and said, "Don't look! Let's leave immediately!"

Shen Maomao was puzzled: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Lou Jingmo didn't go into the castle, but bypassed the rats and returned with her the same way.

Shen Maomao didn't understand anymore, they sneaked in sneakily and didn't do anything, why are they going back?

After leaving the castle, her footsteps did not slow down at all, but sped up a few steps: "Those mice may carry germs."

Shen Maomao suddenly realized the background of the present era - medieval Europe.Medieval Europe where the plague broke out due to natural disasters, famine, and poor sanitation.

The most well-known of these is the Black Death.

Her face suddenly turned pale: "Hold the grass? Sister Lou, stop grabbing me!"

Lou Jingmo's complexion sank, but then she heard her say again: "I just ran into a mouse! Stay away from me!" She paused, and held Shen Maomao's wrist tightly: "You are quite righteous! .”

Shen Maomao was about to cry: "Hold the grass, what are the symptoms of the Black Death? How many days do I have to live?"

"I'm just guessing that there will be plague, not necessarily." Lou Jingmo said helplessly.

Shen Maomao's mood stabilized a bit: "Where are we going?"

Lou Jingmo: "Burn some hot water and clean your body, it's better than nothing."

Hearing what she said, Shen Maomao wanted to cry again.

The two came to the servant's cafeteria. It was not time for meal yet, and the kitchen was empty.Lou Jingmo asked Shen Maomao to fetch water from the back, while he put a large pot on the stove and lit a fire with matches.

Shen Maomao, who was fetching water, didn't meet the female ghost lady in the well, and fetched the bucket of water up safely, feeling a little disappointed...cough.

A large pot of water was boiled, and a suitable amount of cold water was poured into the pot, and then each of them returned to the dormitory with a bucket of hot water, and took a bath indiscriminately.Then Lou Jingmo threw all the clothes they had replaced into the brazier, and burned them all in a big fire.

The author has something to say: Sitting on the pot should be Northeast dialect hahahahaha, it means to let go!