After leaving a somewhat ancient mansion, Cheng Jianshe frequently turned around.

"What do you see?"

Luo Yan, who had been closing his eyes and making noises, suddenly opened his eyes.

"You really dare to do it. Are you not afraid that the old man will take down you and me when he sees money?"

Cheng Jianshe is still scared.

"No," Luo Yan curled his lips, "A person who can be respected by his opponent's subordinates will not have much worse character."

"And you think the general didn't attack Koma?"

Cheng Jianshe blinked.

Could it be because of fear of him?

Luo Yan nodded slightly.

The car boarded the flat road and walked for almost a day and a half before entering the sphere of influence of Coma.

When they were near the address provided by the general, the two got off for dinner.

Sitting under the open straw hut, Cheng Jianshe looked around. When he saw the men standing or leaning around him, he alerted: "Luo Yan, it seems something is wrong here."

"Look at it," Luo Yan whispered, and saw the boss bringing food over in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Jianshe laughed and took over the food and used the first serious meal in these days.

Lin Miao, who came to the big mansion, was taking the pulse of the goddess.

"Your condition has improved a lot. As long as you insist on using the medicinal food for a few more days, you will probably recover," Lin Miao said with his hand back.

The goddess doesn't want to pay attention to Lin Miao, so she doesn't care about it and doesn't say anything.

Lin Miao didn't care either.

Since she knew she could not leave, she lost interest in many things.

Back in her room, she came to the window.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, a vague light flashed in the distance.

Lin Miao knew that it was probably what Ayu called a sniper.

She walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

These days, she took advantage of Ayu's carelessness to wander around the mansion several times.

She found that the monk had another place to eat.

And the meals there are a lot of portions.

Judging from her visual analysis, it was at least a dozen people.

Such a large number of snipers are enough to keep the mansion under the custody so that even a mouse cannot escape.

No wonder Coma never came again since she was sent.

In this case, it would be strange if she could run out.

As night fell, Aying served the goddess to take a bath.

In the tall wooden barrel, the girl sat upright, and Aying scooped a can of warm water on her smooth back.

"Goddess, Mr. Koma just called. In three days, the high ceremony will be there. I'll ask if you can attend?"

"I don't want to go."

The goddess closed her eyes and replied lightly.

"Goddess," Aying pursed her lips and said, "This is the biggest sacrificial ceremony in half a year. If you don't go, General, Mr. Chengdu Yu would ask others, how will Mr. Kema explain at that time?"

"That's his business."

The goddess frowned.

"Goddess, don't be willful," Aying said softly: "This is Mr. Kema coming to pick you up the night after tomorrow."

"Since you are going to go, why bother to call and ask?" The celestial girl worked hard.

She stood up all of a sudden, with a wooden barrel that was reaching her waist.

"Goddess," Aying was slightly shocked and hurriedly pulled a big bath towel to wrap the wet Goddess.

The girl stood quietly, letting her move.

After a while, Aying wrapped the long hair of the goddess that reached her waist and hips and took her to the mirror to sit down.

The celestial girl looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly pushed her to the mirror.

Aying said seriously: "Goddess, this is your mission, you cannot avoid it."

The goddess bit her lower lip hard, her eyes slightly red.

"Mission, this is not what I want. Who cares about this decisive girl?"

"Goddess," Aying hurriedly grabbed Goddess and wanted to cover her mouth, "Don't say it, people will hear it."

"Who cares," the goddess looked diagonally at the door, thinking of the old monk, and she didn't say much.

Aying breathed a sigh of relief and held a big towel to help her rub her hair.

"Lin Miao said I live shorter than others," the goddess suddenly spoke

Aying paused his fingers slightly and smiled.

"She was afraid that you wouldn't take medicine and scare you."

The celestial girl turned to look at Aying, "Tell me the truth, did the celestial girl before me live very short?"

"No," Aying answered very quickly.

The goddess looked at her deeply and returned to her earlier sitting position.

When her hair was 80% dry, she said, "I'm tired and want to sleep."

"I'll call you tomorrow morning," Aying put away the towel and covered the quilt for the goddess before going out.

The goddess waited for the sound of footsteps to pass away before quietly coming to the room at the end of the first floor.

As soon as the door was knocked on, the door was opened.

"Goddess," Lin Miao was surprised.

The girl bit her lip, "Can I come in?"

"Of course," Lin Miao turned sideways and lets her in.

"What do you want to drink?"

The goddess shook her head slightly, "I want to know how long I can live?"

Lin Miao blinked and said carefully: "If you take more care of yourself, it will be not much different from ordinary people."

"How much difference is that?"

"So that," Lin Miao signaled the goddess to sit down, "Your health is not a problem now, but we women always have different things from men."

"Your problem can actually be solved by surgical procedures and medication."

"So," the goddess's eyes moved slightly, "Is there a female doctor?"

"Yes," Lin Miao smiled, "The outside world is much bigger than you think. I don't know if there are women in doctors, even other industries, and some are very outstanding."

"Like you?"

"I don't count," Lin Miao smiled. "I don't have any ambitions, I just want to stay in the kitchen and make some food every day."

"You cooked delicious food," Lin Miao said, swaying, very leisurely, and the goddess's eyes were bent by her.

"Then you want to support me," Lin Miao said with a smile.

"I was sorry earlier," the goddess apologized.

Lin Miao waved his hand.

She might have been angry when she didn't have much contact with her earlier, but now she saw that there were only a few people coming and going back and forth, and she could understand what happened to her extreme and irritable personality.

If she were in this environment, she would collapse in less than half a year.

"That," the goddess wanted to speak but stopped.

Lin Miao turned his head and made a listening gesture.

A Ying's name was heard from outside the door.

The girl stood up suddenly and stared at the door nervously.

Lin Miao glanced at the goddess and signaled her not to move rashly, and walked to the door by herself.

"What's up?"

She asked through the door.

"I made some cold rice cakes. Do you want to try them?"

Lin Miao looked at the goddess, and the goddess waved her hands quickly.

"No, I was taking a shower and I fell asleep after that."

"Okay," with this sound, there was no movement outside the door.

Lin Miaozhong walked back to the side of his seat.

With such a small episode, the goddess was alert to her lack of time and was busy telling a long story short.

"If I say there is a way to take you away, can you help me?"

Lin Miao looked at her and nodded slightly.

"Then let's just say that," the goddess smiled relievedly and looked at the door.
Chapter completed!