A gust of wind, bring a touch of flowers.
The rose garden downstairs must be fragrant when it is in full bloom. The owner of the manor should love roses more to plant so many roses.
Looking back, the woman was still in that state, kneeling on the futon. The arrival of Tong en didn't disturb her.
She had never seen such a strange manor as Mori Leng, even if there were fragrant and beautiful roses planted in front of the manor, but it was so terrible that people did not dare to stay any more.
What kind of place is this?
This terrible idea came to his mind. Tong en grabbed his lower lip tightly, ran to the door quickly, pushed the door open, and ran out without looking back.
This woman is a madman, she must be a madman!
Looking up, the woman was about to pounce.
Tong en was scared to cover his mouth, and then the blue and white porcelain bowl hit her directly. Tong en quickly shrunk to one side, and the bowl hit the wall behind her, breaking into pieces.
Tong en takes a step. The woman is still in that state. Tong en clenches her fist and runs to the door. The woman starts to look at Tong en and suddenly shows a very enchanting smile.
But she seems to be addicted to this state, as if this is the most satisfying moment of her day.
Tong en shook his head and his palms were in a cold sweat.
She sat down at the table, elegant, the next scene Tong en was terrified, she held up the blue and white porcelain bowl and chopsticks, like a puppet with a smile, holding up the bowl, with chopsticks to eat, the most terrible thing is that there is nothing in her bowl, her chopsticks can not clip anything.
The woman just looked at Tong en, turned around and walked to one side.
Tong en watched her approach him step by step. She was in a trance. For a moment, she felt that she was similar to Wan xiuren. Her fear was magnified to the extreme. She was afraid of this strange woman.
At this moment, the woman stood up straight. Tong en finally saw her face by candlelight. The woman was so thin, her cheekbones were high and prominent, her face was thin and lifeless.
"Ah Tong en covers her ears, and the shadows fly over Tong en's head, which makes her stand up against the wall.
Tong en felt that her limbs were soft and weak, her pupils were wide, and the woman stood up like a skeleton. As she pulled her arm, several shadows flew out from there.
The woman's face was yellow and thin, her eyes were deeply sunken, and she looked like a prisoner who had never seen the sun here.
The man suddenly turned his face. Tong en was about to speak when the woman opened her fierce and terrible eyes, which made Tong en speechless.
She wanted to see her face by candlelight. She was curious about the woman's bright clothes and why she wanted to send out her hair. When she was close to her, she smelled a faint fragrance of jasmine from her body. The fragrance was from her body.
She was holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and she didn't know what she was reading. Tong en walked towards her again. His steps were very heavy and stopped in front of her.
Tong en runs forward regardless of everything. Her nerves are tense. A light path guides her in front of her. She dare not stop for fear of being overtaken by the women or men behind her.
This is her biggest impression of the manor.
In front of her is the gate. She uses her body to knock the door open. The wind blows her hair head-on.