Chapter 111 Lighting the Sky

In ancient times, lighting the sky lamp was also called pouring human oil wax, which was an extremely cruel punishment. He stripped the prisoner's clothes, wrapped it in linen, and then soaked it in an oil tank. At night, he tied his head and feet to a tall wooden pole and lit it from his feet.

Lin Zimo wanted the firefly to shine, so he chose this method to deal with Jia San. He took Chu Hanlu to watch the first half and did not let her see the most wonderful scene in the second half. After all, he didn't want her to come out of one shadow and enter another larger darkness.

After Lin Zimo and Chu Hanlu left Zhao Wenxuan's barracks, Jia San was ignited by Wang Qiang. The sharp scream penetrated the silent night, and the red flame all over his body added a short light to the night. All the people present who watched the grand event soon smelled the burning and cooked human flesh.

When the two returned home, Chu Hanlu, who did not let go, insisted on pulling Lin Zimo to his east wing. Without thinking much, he followed the little girl to her room. Chu Hanlu, who let go of his hand, personally wanted to make tea for Lin Zi, and he sat on the chair and felt that she was a little strange.

Chu Hanlu, who didn't want her maid Cailian to help, held the brewed hot tea in her hands and sent it to him. She smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Zimo, please taste the Yuqian Longjing carefully brewed for you."

Lin Zimo, who had tasted tea, obviously felt that there was no Ji Xiaojuan's craftsmanship, but he still praised it. I can't dispel her enthusiasm. Chu Hanlu, who was praised, was very happy, so he habitually sat on his lap. She put her hands around Lin Zimo's neck and slowly snuggled in his arms.

Lin Zimo, who didn't speak, hugged Chu Hanlu with his hands very peacefully. After walking back and forth a lot, she did have some difficulties and fell asleep unconsciously. Instead of alarming her, he hugged the little girl and stood up, went straight to the bed and put it down flat. He stopped in front of the bed and took a good look at her sleeping sweetly.

Lin Zimo took off her coat and skirt as in the past, leaving only the red belly pocket and trousers on Chu Hanlu's body. Inadvertently, he found that the little girl in front of him was also concave and convex. He, who didn't plan to sleep here, quietly covered her with a quilt, then turned away and returned to the north room.

Yang Mengqi, who is sitting on the edge of the bed, is playing a female red. Although she has been working hard, only a few objects can be unsatisfactory, and most of them are unqualified. In this regard, Yang Mengqi, who has no talent, is unwilling to give up, so he practices when he has time. Fortunately, her family is thick, otherwise there would be not so many good fabrics, good satin and good silk threads so that she doesn't have to worry about the cost at all. Too involved, she did not notice that Lin Zimo had entered the house, but continued to be busy with the work she was working on.

Lin Zimo, who was sitting on the chair, lowered his head and looked at it for a while. He saw the stiff movements of her hands and smiled and said, "Why don't you put down the female worker in her hand first and talk to her husband first?"

Yang Mengqi, who stopped, raised his head, looked in the direction he was sitting, and asked with a smile, "Has the firefly caught it?"

Lin Zimo, who said 'um', heard something in her words, so she relaxed her back to the chair and said slowly, "Do you want to know how to deal with the firefly she caught in the end?"

Yang Mengqi, who stretched out, stood up and walked towards him, ready to serve his public security. She doesn't care or ask whether Jia San is alive or dead. After all, she knows that Lin Zimo will not easily let go of this unlucky splash. Yang Mengqi, who squatted in front of him, has begun to take off his boots for his father-in-law.

Seeing that Lin Zimo, who did not speak, said bluntly, "Since it is a firefly, it must shine and shine. So, I lit a skylight for Jia San. If I hadn't considered the reason of Chu Hanlu, I would definitely have stayed and have a look. After all, I've only heard of it, and I really haven't seen it once. I just don't know what this person will look like when he is burned? Have you seen it?"

Yang Mengqi, who raised his head, looked a little surprised and said, "Fare, isn't it too cruel for you to do this?"

For a fugitive murderer who has endangered society for a long time, Lin Zimo feels that it is not too heavy, but just right. Inadvertently, I thought about it and seemed to be grateful to Jia San. If he hadn't killed the real Lin Zimo, I'm afraid he wouldn't know if he would have a chance to possess again? From another perspective, he should not only not light Jia San, but also repay him for giving him the opportunity to be reborn.

"Is it cruel?" Lin Zimo, who would never tell the truth, suddenly asked a question with emotion.

Yang Mengqi, who was not in a hurry to answer, first took off a pair of official boots and two stinky socks for him, then stood up and walked out of the room, asking Cai Yue to bring in the hot water from his feet. Once again, she squatted down and personally washed Lin Zi's feet with her slender and white hands. He accepted it calmly, stared at his wife, and asked again.

Yang Mengqi, who has the right to speak, did not intend to hide it at all. He said the truth: "The slave family should not have asked, and the means of his father-in-law to deal with this person is indeed some too much. In my opinion, this seems to be detrimental to morality. I vaguely feel that your murderous spirit is getting heavier and heavier. Before and after, many people's lives have ended in your hands. Thinking about it all the time, will this be the reason that affects my pregnancy?

Lin Zimo knows that the existence of children has nothing to do with how many people he kills, but there is always a determination. After all, the modern science he knows is not omnipotent, and many things are unexplainable. Since his wife raised this question, he will also give due consideration to it.

Yang Mengqi, who noticed that his father-in-law did not speak, suddenly said a little nervously, "The slave family is just talking. If the father-in-law thinks that what I said is wrong, then take it as a gust of wind blowing beside his ears.

Lin Zimo sat up straight and felt something wrong, so he looked very surprised and said, "Why is my wife nervous? Are you afraid that your husband will kill you? Or are you worried that I will abuse and torture you?"

Yang Mengqi, who wiped his feet for him, stood up slowly and smiled, "You are the head of the family. At any time, the slave family should do what you want. Just now, I just felt some mistakes. For a moment, I remembered that my father-in-law didn't believe in these gods and ghosts.

"We are husband and wife, not kings and ministers. If you think you have said something wrong, it's nothing. You don't need to accompany you like a tiger. Lin Zimo, who was relieved, looked kind and said in a very gentle tone, "If my wife can't speak casually in front of me, I will really be a murderous butcher."

Yang Mengqi put his left hand in front of his mouth and didn't say any more. After all, he had no other meaning. She felt that she was too nervous and cautious for a moment. After thinking about it, Yang Mengqi can't help laughing. Lin Zimo is his father-in-law, not a tiger. If he is really a male tiger, then she is a female tiger.

Lin Zimo saw her laughing for no reason. I guess she thought of something funny and said, "It's better to have fun alone than to have fun together. My wife should say it and let me share my happiness with you.

Yang Mengqi couldn't say anything, and shook his head with a smile on his face, indicating that he would not say it. After two steps back, she turned to the door and asked Cai Yue to enter the house to take the wooden basin out. Yang Mengqi, who has been washed clean for a long time, quickly tidyed up the embroidery and tools on the bed, and was ready to upload and rest at any time.

Lin Zimo left the chair and sat down by the edge of the bed and noticed that there was still a smile on her face. She expected that her wife must have thought of something funny, otherwise she would not have been so "gaffe". I really wanted to know him, so I tried to ask something from her mouth.

Lin Zimo, who took his attention, deliberately took off his clothes and went to bed first. He smiled badly and said, "Tonight, my spirit is particularly good, which can be said to be lively. Madam, you should be mentally prepared! I'm going to fight with you for 300 rounds. No, it should be 3,000 rounds. If you are willing to tell me the previous funny things, you can just kill three ins and three outs with you.

When Yang Mengqi heard the word tiger, he giggled, didn't believe his words, and didn't want to say the two tigers he thought of, "Fainth, the slave family is your woman. Whatever you want, you can do whatever you want. Even if you want to toss me all night, there is no problem. After all, this is a natural thing. Anyway, I'm from your Lin family. As long as you don't break up our beds.

Looking at her carefully, Lin Zimo thought, and this little girl was able to let go. In front of herself, she began not to be ashamed of men and women, but learned to joke with herself. After all, the two have gone through N times of "run-in", which made Yang Mengqi gradually get rid of the girlish shyness and step into the level of human common sense.

In her opinion, her husband likes this and lets him go, and the ** happiness between husband and wife is probably like this. With her back to Lin Zimo, she took off all her clothes and then went to blow out the candle. In the past, Yang Mengqi would feel blushing and panic, and tonight she made a leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.