The Strongest Villain Rescue Program [Unlimited]{GL}

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The journey to the broken hand was relatively safe. Qin Dongwan did not dare to look at the maid's face. He only observed the strange movements around him. He always felt that there was always something extraordinary hidden in this dreamlike Jiangnan water town. thing. From time to time, shadows of the tile-roofed room located in the hazy mist would flash before our eyes, and then disappear without a trace.

The maid's destination was a house, which looked quite big. There were several people wearing hats and raincoats cleaning the floor at the door. Everything was quiet except for the fact that when the little maid brought her over, she saw a few people standing at the door talking quietly. From their expressions, you could tell at a glance that they were players. Qin Dongwan's heartbeat quickened and she sipped her lips. The mouth said nothing.

"Miss Qin, please wait here until everyone is gathered and go in together. Madam, please keep your voices down, so as not to disturb Madam." After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked away, her steps light and silent

. The movement seemed to be floating on the accumulated water on the ground. Qin Dongwan only felt a chill in his body, perhaps because of his thin clothes. She turned her head and saw that several people dressed similarly to her had gathered together, none of whom she recognized yet.

"This copy is from ancient times. Why does it look like a documentary..."

"I just saw water tofu and clay dolls on the street. Why does it feel like this is Liangxi?"

"What is Liangxi?"

"You didn't watch it. Crossing the "Besieged City"?"

Seeing that the maid who led the way had left, the people over there began to discuss each other, and at the same time they wrapped themselves tightly in their clothes and shivered in the wind and rain. Qin Dongguan only remembered what this person said. The biggest feature of Liangxi Ancient City is the clay figurine craftsmanship. The clay dolls made from black mud have full shapes and smooth lines. It is a traditional folk art that has been passed down for thousands of years.

She had seen many clay dolls at the door of shops along the way before, each with bright colors, but it was a bit strange to open her eyes and smile at the middle of the road in the rain. Qin Dongwan secretly noted this, and found that the few people here seemed to be in a team, and the other four did not know each other.

One of the girls, who was particularly talkative and seemed to be quite courageous, introduced herself as Yunzhi. She didn't say anything after seeing Qin Dongwan, but when Lin Fengque was also picked up, her eyes suddenly lit up. In the copy, perhaps to prevent too much disobedience, the men were also given long hair. Lin Fengque was already gentle and handsome. Although he was wearing a green shirt, he was not touched by Qin Dongwan who was bent into mosquito coils. But it aroused the surprise of other girls present.

Yunzhi abandoned the person he had just chatted with, and immediately walked to Lin Fengque's side and whispered something, with an awkward expression. Qin Dongguan vaguely heard the word "team". After a while, the little girl politely declined but was still obsessed with it, wandering around Lin Fengque like a fly.

Lin Fengque quietly cast a look for help. Qin Dongwan remembered the power of his own vinegar jar and stood still as still as a mountain. So Yunzhi didn't stand upright until everyone arrived. When he saw the little maid coming, he showed a slightly apprehensive look on his face.

Luo Shu also wore a long skirt, but it was chest-length, which made her look a little taller. After she was brought here, she walked to Qin Dongwan's side and held her hand without concealment. Their hands were both a little cold, but they didn't let go.