Chapter 100 The Girl with the Bad Luck Charm
Xu Shanshan was not surprised that the Prince of Jin's mansion was wiped out. In the year of Tai Sui, the punishment entered the day branch without help and encountered a clash. Either there was a disaster in the Prince of Jin's family, or the people related to him were harmed.
The disaster that befell Prince Jin's Mansion was all caused by the fact that Prince Jin had the Sheep Blade in his fate. In other words, it was a tragedy that wiped out the entire family.
"Grand Master." She lowered her eyes and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Have you seen that person?"
"Not yet. Mao wanted to see what kind of person she was, but she was protected by so many people that he couldn't even see a corner of her clothes."
Who else in the world, besides Shan, dares to call himself a great master? A fake person dares to come out and cheat people. It's simply shameless. Mao will definitely peck her to death if he sees her!
"Girl, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" The little girl with delicate pigtails reached out to touch Xu Shanshan's forehead worriedly.
But she caught him halfway. Xu Shanshan raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, what's your name?"
When the little girl saw Xu Shanshan smiling at her "friendly", she felt inexplicably happy: "My name is Niao Niao, as in bird clothes. What's your name, little girl?"
"Xu Shanshan."
Mao Yidun: Shan, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly so polite to a stranger?
Xu Shanshan laughed: You don’t understand.
hair:……
"Oh, this name is quite majestic, like a man... No, I'm not saying your name is not nice, I just think the word 'mountain' is strong and tall, steady and firm, which is particularly good." Niao Niao explained anxiously, fearing that she would displease Xu Shanshan.
Xu Shanshan smelled a peculiar smell on the little girl named Niao Niao. She moved a little closer and sniffed: "Do you have a sachet?"
Meeting her pair of deep and mysterious eyes, Niao Niao was stunned: "Ah, I, I think I brought it."
Why was the young lady suddenly coming so close? It made her feel shy. She quickly lowered her head, felt around her body, and took out a sachet bag embroidered with pear blossoms on white brocade.
"Sister Shanshan, this is all I have."
Although I didn't know how old the other person was, the word "sister" seemed to come out naturally.
Niao Niao has a pair of big, round, watery eyes. When she looks at Xu Shanshan, she is pure and innocent, as if she trusts her wholeheartedly.
As soon as Xu Shanshan saw the little girl's face, he knew that she was born to be cheated.
It is true that she is naive, overprotected and over-pampered, and it is also true that her second half of life was a bumpy and displaced one.
Xu Shanshan glanced at the sachet with interest: "Who gave this to you?"
"Sister Dandan gave it to me. She said it was a talisman obtained from a high monk after kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times. It can protect me from harm and keep me safe. She told me to carry it with me every day." Her little face flushed, and she was very touched.
"Is it true that since I started carrying it with me, I have not only felt unsafe but also been particularly unlucky?" Xu Shanshan asked again.
The little girl obviously hadn't thought about it this way before. When she was suddenly pointed out, her beautiful eyes widened. She was stunned for a long while before she said in surprise: "Yes, it's true."
For example, this time when she was arrested, she was inexplicably splashed with water. She was trying on new clothes in the clothing store, but she was caught by the police, who said she was a suspect in the assassination of Prince Jin.
"Take it apart and have a look."
Niao Niao hesitated for a moment, and under Xu Shanshan's firm and encouraging gaze, she carefully opened the sachet and took out a bunch of hair and a folded yellow talisman from the dry petals.
"Why is there hair..."
Niao Niao twisted the strand of hair with two fingers, feeling a little disgusted.
Xu Shanshan saw through the clue at a glance and said calmly, "This is a bad luck charm combined with dead person's hair. With the double blessing, the person who wears it will not only be unlucky, but will also be cursed. At the very least, he will be injured, and at the worst..." She paused and didn't say anything else, because Niao Niao seemed about to faint from fright.
Niao Niao quickly shook off her hair and sachet: "Really?"
Although she asked this, judging by the speed with which she threw away the sachet, it was obvious that she believed it.
"What should I do now? Will it help if I throw it away?" She looked at Xu Shanshan with tears in her eyes and instinctively asked her for help.
Xu Shanshan looked at her with a slightly meaningful look in his eyes: "It's useless. You have been wearing it for too long. Even if you throw it away, the curse of the bad luck charm has already taken effect."
"Then will I die?"
"If it was just a bad luck charm, you might be able to avoid danger to your life if you were careful, but there is a bunch of dead person's hair inside it. Together, the two can take away a person's life span and hasten his death."
Niao Niao really cried this time, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down. No one would feel good to hear the news that they are about to die.
The person next to him heard the crying and shouted impatiently, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I say that the Grand Master would not kill innocent people? You women just cry all day long. You are totally useless."
Niao Niao was stunned by the scolding. She looked up with sobs and saw a woman with tied hair, wearing a sharp and neat outfit. She looked like a woman of the underworld. Her cold face was full of disdain and irritation towards her.
"Yeah, sorry."
The little white rabbit was scolded by someone, and with red eyes, it crouched timidly beside Xu Shanshan.
The other women all glared at the woman from Jianghu with dissatisfaction, but because they were intimidated by her aura and knew she was not someone to be trifled with, they did not dare to engage in a head-on conflict with her.
Xu Shanshan glanced at the woman from Jianghu. She had a sunken face, a narrow forehead, and a face that showed she was extremely greedy. She lacked wisdom and was ambitious... Disaster was about to happen because of her gossip.
Seeing Niao Niao's pitiful face with silent tears, it was somewhat similar to Maomao's seeking comfort and sympathy, so Xu Shanshan reached out and patted her fluffy hair: "Don't be afraid, I can protect you, but as a reward, you need to do something for me afterwards, do you agree?"
Niao Niao: "Really? I agree. I agree."
Mao: She is really stupid. She believes everything a person she just met says. Who else would that woman named Dandan be lying to?... But stupid people have luck. She is very lucky to meet Zan Shan.
The two of them were talking in a secluded corner, not trying to avoid being seen. However, the people present were not familiar with each other and were all worried at the moment, so they didn't have the energy to pry into other people's affairs.
"Stick out your pinky finger."
Niao Niao obediently stretched out a little finger timidly. Xu Shanshan pinched one of the fingertips and pulled it, and a "red thread" miraculously came out. Niao Niao's eyes widened and she quickly covered her mouth with her other hand to avoid making a fuss and attracting other people's attention.
She saw Sister Jiang Shanshan wrap the "red line" around her knuckles several times, then let go of her hands, and the wrapped "red line" disappeared.
"After you throw away the bad luck charm, you will have to go through at least three life and death trials. Remember, when you feel it tightening, that means you are about to discover danger. Remember to call me then."
"Oh." She answered in shock and confusion, and then suddenly an idea came to her mind: "Ah? What if Sister Shanshan is not with me at that time?"
Xu Shanshan smiled and said, "No matter where I am, as long as you call me, I will appear by your side."
Niao Niao looked at her calm and composed expression with admiration. Is she so powerful?
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In the early morning, the sky was hazy and the mountains were hidden by clouds. Dozens of women who had slept restlessly the night before were awakened by officers and soldiers and escorted to the Heavenly King Hall.
There are huge bodhi trees on both sides of the turquoise ground, majestic temple halls, and the sound of chanting outside the temple. Surrounded by these trees, the women who were captured by force feel that they are insignificant, their shoulders are heavy, and they are as silent as a mouse.