Chapter 118 Reviews For 118.

The next day

The fire in Jifu has been extinguished, and there is not much left in the front yard hall and Dongyuan.

And the corpse of the era, with the coffin, was burned clean!

This morning, there was another news!

The old lady was too sad, plus the wind and cold into the body, died!

Then, a paper cut off the book, from the Jifu to the Guangqu courtyard, sent to Ji Yunshu's hands.

"The current Ji clan, its female Ji Yunshu, engraved cloud characters, words and deeds corrupt, do not read relatives, no character, now, out of the home, forever no longer into my family genie genealogy..."

White paper and black, printed with the seal of Jijia's mansion!

Holding this piece of paper, she sneered, her eyes full of laughter, overflowing.

Hands out, threw the paper into the stove, and watched as it burned to ashes.

She knew that the current Ji family, probably would like to throw her a thousand knives into the mountains, let the wolf and leopard bite her bones!

The old lady died, and the old lady died.

Who is to blame today?

Blame her?

This pot, she does not back, this burden, she does not pick!

Jingrong ordered to go down, already ready to go back to Beijing, the carriage stopped outside, at any time on the road.

Ji Yunshu went to a health care house, and she gave the guards all the things to the defender, and told him that if he could not do it, she would have dismissed the people up and down the house.

After all, when the Linjing case is completed, it is estimated that it will be a year later.

At that time, she could not return, she may, perhaps, she will take the guard, go to a small county, make a small masterpiece is also possible.

It was a long time, big and small, a few bags.

"When my mother was alive, she said that she must take things with you when she goes out."

Point to a yellow envelope: "Here's the clothes."

He pointed to a blue envelope: "Here are the shoes."

Then pointed to a small box: "Here, there is something my father and mother bought for me, there are kites, there are pendants, and..."

“The defense.”Ji Yunshu interrupted him.

“Scully, call me.”

Yes, I call you, or else you will forget me!

Ji Yunshu handed him the two rolls he brought with him, and said, "You will paint these two volumes for life, and the rest, just pack up two clothes for the change of clothes."

I looked at the painting in my hand, unknown.

Even if you open it one by one, I am very happy.

“This is Daddy and Mother!”

Two volumes, one is the master of the guard, the other is the wife.

It was painted overnight by Ji Yunshu.

The defender held the two volumes, how he refused to let go, the big and small burden, but also he forgot to the back of his head.

From the palace to the Guangqu hospital, almost everyone is talking about the Jifu.

Some people say that this fire was put by the three young ladies of the Ji family, and the old lady of Ji who she killed, I heard that it was because she had a mania, and also scratched her face.

She only admitted to setting fire to the fire, and the rest, were all rumors, all rumors!

Fortunately, there was no online micro-blog in ancient times, otherwise, would she not become the version of Ma "rong"?

Fear of losing his life in Jinjiang City, he has been drowned by countless spiping stars.

Outside the Guangqu Hospital

The scenery has been on the right now, pulling the reins, the golden eagle jade boots, gently against the horse's belly, if the purple and gold robe, replaced with armor silver helmet, now he, can be equal to the iron bones, proud of the style.

Seeing that Ji Yunshu and Wei Wei had already arrived, his narrow eyes, gently swept, nodded toward Luang.

Luang pulled the carriage over, and Ji Yunshu said, "Ji girl, everything is ready, you go to the carriage with the Wei Gong."

"Well, you can get in the car."

Without saying a word, holding two volumes of pictures, he jumped into the carriage.

Ji Yunshu looked at his back to his own scene and whispered to the barn: “Didn’t your royal family enter the carriage?”

“The prince said that he would not ride with the yin.”

Oh hey!

It seems that what he said, he really remembered his heart.

With a straight head, she turned to the carriage.

The curtain had just been put down, and before she could sit still, she heard a familiar voice from outside.

"Yun Shu, the officer came to send you."

The finger lifted the curtains, and Ji Yunshu saw the sweaty face of the county master.

“Mr. Liu?”

He couldn't bear it, and he said, "Yun Shu, you said, you're going to go this way, I'm busy with things in the back."

“Are you holding me?”

"This..." the county master timidly glanced at the direction of the scenery, trembling and trembling: "The people who want the king, the officer dare not steal."

Ji Yunshu thought about it: "Mr. Liu, you go to Lijia Village, find a stupor named Li Hai, let him work in the office."

“Li Hai?”

"He also passed the case a year ago, and this person will help you."

“Yes, certainly.”Mr. Liu even responded and sighed: "The Ji family has such a big thing, you leave, in fact, it is good, but if you come back one day, you must tell the officer."

Although Ji Yunshu disliked this confused county master, he disliked it for five years, but he had to say that he was still very good to treat himself.

There is no money, he adds money, he is in a bad mood, he also adds money.

As long as he speaks to himself, he should all go!

I don't know how much money this Beijing case will add to itself?

Shake your head and want to fuck it!

I looked at my son and looked at the county.

"Fuck off, fuck off."

Her head reached back to the carriage, pinching the fingertips of the curtain at the moment of withdrawal, the corner of her mouth pulled a slight smile, laughing, with the sluggishness of the fool to Mr. Liu.

“Scully, who is the fool?”She asked her with open eyes.

She shook her head and didn’t answer!

The car will go up too.

After a while, I got out of Jinjiang City.

This place, except the plum forest and the young man, is not worth remembering.

A team, from the Jinjiang lane, into the mountain.

At night, the spring rain also came, 淅沲沲, on the roof of the carriage patted, with the cold wind rolling up the curtain, the rain filament also learned that the rate of flying into a few grains, fell to the veil of Ji Yunshu, into the skin, cold and shackles.

She lay down for a moment, opened her eyes, and saw that she was holding two paintings and sleeping soundly.

Because it is not an official road, the road is bumpy, and the road is shaky.

She reached out to lift the curtain, the carriage this time, probably still in the mountains, around, are bushes, she looked forward, the front of a few guards raised a torch to lead the way, the whole road is still bright.

My eyes finally fell on the scene.

The drizzle of the hairy, the face of the face, and the upper brocade clothes rolled slippery, but he drove on the horse's back, not affected.

"There's a broken temple in front of you."

Someone shouted.

Ji Yunshu also immediately retracted his head back into the car, which seemed a bit disheartened!

Soon, the team stopped outside the broken temple, Ji Yunshu woke up and pulled him into the broken temple.

The guard of the scene moved all the water-intolerant things in and produced two fires.

The scenery was berthed, Ji Yunshu took the guard, and the four of them were on fire.

Dozens of guards sat in a bunch!

His ass had just sat down, and a party came in outside the door of the broken temple, and the wind was hot and fire.

I saw five or six people carrying a heavy coffin, coming in through the gate of the broken temple, and each body was wet and completely!

"Quickly, hurry up and carry in, but don't wet the lady's body."

A man held an umbrella on the head of his man, and greeted the coffins carried to the broken temple.