"Where are you going?"
Qi Zihan ran behind Qin Yuxi. Qin Yuxi didn't answer him, so he didn't ask, so he ran behind Qin Yuxi.
Soon they ran to Qin Yuxi's house. She stopped and pushed Qi Zihan into the shadow of the tree beside her fence, saying:
"You hide first and don't let anyone see."
Then she hurried into the door, went back to the bedroom, put down her picture clip and looked around her bedroom.
In the room without lights, Qin Yuxi pushed open the window and looked at the sky outside the window. The full moon hung high in the sky and the ground was very dark.
There are some dark clouds tonight. There is moonlight, but it is not too bright, but it is not very dark. Dark clouds cover the sky, and several bright stars can be seen in the sky.
People in this age, in fact, life is not so colorful, but they don't have the meaning of water curtain and cave.
Qin Yu Xi thought, returned to the table, opened her carved wooden box in the dark bedroom, and took out something from her inside, an eyebrow pencil, a lipstick and a box of face cream.
What is she going to do? You can't just watch a few bastards wander around the edge of the law and harass the honest people in the mountain stronghold. Although it doesn't cause any substantive damage now, one day they meet a lonely girl, and it happens that the girl can't run fast?
Lynching can't be used, and the police station doesn't care. The Liuzi are becoming more and more arrogant. Qin Yuxi can only educate the Liuzi in his own way.
Qi Zihan, standing in the shadow of the tree outside the fence, waited patiently for Qin Yuxi for a long time. A burst of broken footsteps sounded. He looked sideways and saw Qin Yuxi coming out of the yard with a large stack of white cloth in his hand and a small bag.
"What shall we do?"
Qi Zihan was curious, but Qin Yuxi pulled him to run outside the stockade. They both walked fast and soon came to the trees by the riverbed.
"They are still here."
At this time, the night is already dark. It's about 9:00 p.m. and those Liuzi have been playing here all day. Why don't they come back? If they really take the sky as their quilt and the earth as their seat, do they intend to die in the riverbed?
Qin Yuxi squatted Qi Zihan in the distant trees, looked at the Liuzi lying on the stone on the riverbed, listened to Liuzi's words laughing, and whispered to Qi Zihan:
"It's a long story. You've been walking for several days, so you don't know. The road to Jishang in Jieshan stronghold is blocked by these bastards. As long as the girls in Jieshan stronghold want to cross the road, they will catch up and scold all kinds of dirty words."
"Why?"
Qi Zihan squatted on the ground with Qin Yuxi, his sharp eyebrows closed and wanted to get up,
"I'll get rid of them."
"It's no use. I'll come again."
Qin Yuxi grabbed Qi Zihan's strong arm, pulled him down, fixed him in place, continued to squat, then tilted his head, tore away his long hair, looked up, looked at the moonlight sky, and calculated what kind of special effect makeup he wanted to draw to match such a dark and windy environment.
Then she found some soft white paper, cream and lipstick from her satchel.
Spread the cream on toilet paper, stick it to your face, and face with Qi Zi Han.
A large amount of cream was then put on the white paper to make the white paper more docile and more round.
Then Qin Yuxi moved a lot faster in her hand. She unscrewed the lipstick, broke it, took it in her hand, pinched it, mixed some water in the small bamboo kettle, and began to smear it on Qi Zihan's face with white paper. Then she took out a small mirror and smeared it on her face for a while.
This is very simple for Qin Yuxi. He painted a ghost makeup in a minute or two!
It doesn't need to be more elaborate. Anyway, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and no one dares to look at a ghost face carefully.
The rest is to arrange her hair, black hair, without any staining, full of color and soft, but this is not what Qin wants. She messed up her hair and fixed the shape with a little frost. Then she pulled out two white sheets she had found and wrapped them on herself and Qi Zi Han.
In the whole process, Qi Zihan didn't move. He quietly looked at Qin Yuxi and ordered his face and his own face.
"What's the matter? Scared?"
Qin Yuxi, with a grimace on his face, looked at Qi Zihan's quiet appearance and said with a smile:
"Are you afraid, too?"
"No."
He lowered his eyes, put on a grimace, looked down on the tip of Qin Yuxi's nose, and whispered:
"I just feel that you are really a magical person."
Is that a compliment? Qin Yuxi smiled, tied the white cloth on Qi Zihan and told him:
"You'll stand here in a moment. Don't do anything. Just stand quietly. If someone sees you, run, run as fast as you can."
"Yes."
Qi Zihan was interested. He turned and looked at Qin Yuxi, wearing white cloth, grimace and long hair like a chicken nest.
It is obvious that the Liuzi in the riverbed are not so easy to disperse. They find some food in the mountains and plan to make a fire and roast the food before they go.
One of them stood a little far away from his companions, but he heard a "creak".
Liuzi looked back. He didn't panic. He looked like an old hand who often spent the night in the wild. The noise was like someone stepped on a branch.
If someone comes and it's a girl, the Liuzi don't mind taking risks. Now they take turns on the girl.
On the contrary, in their cognition, it doesn't matter what they do. Even if they really QJ have a girl, they just need to spend money to settle it.
At this time, Liuzi's hand had been placed on the handle of a machete on his waist.
These bastards are stuck here and have nothing to fear.
However, he went to the noisy forest and opened a branch full of leaves. There was no other sound except the "creak". In the cool night, everything was quiet. This sound was thrown into Liuzi's heart like a stone.
Although the stone is small, it ripples in circles. I don't know why, it makes people feel hairy.
Liuzi was curious, raised his step gently and continued to approach the dense forest. Accidentally, he stepped on something. He bowed his head and spread a corner of white clothes on the ground.
He looked up a little bit along the white clothes and through the cloudy moonlight. In the gap between the not wide leaves, a pale face as white as white paper appeared in front of him.
On the white face, there are a pair of black eyes, full of a sense of stillness, and there is blood at the corners of the eyes. The blood is red, crawling on the white face like blood and tears in the night.