There was a movement similar to the impact of a brass bell, and it was clearly sent to my ears at this time.

The killing intent in my heart soared, and then most of it dissipated.

I was stunned, and I didn't care about the people in the courtyard anymore, so I turned around and rushed out of the courtyard, but I didn't see the white clothes.

I looked around, and I just thought it was ridiculous.

Every time I hear a movement similar to the impact of a copper bell, I will recall the little monk in the illusion.

Grandpa has already told me that everything in the fantasy is an illusion.

Naturally, including the little monks.

I will kill most of the time when the sound similar to the impact of the copper bell comes, it should be just a coincidence.

Now that the killing intent has dissipated, I simply took advantage of this opportunity and let the people in the village go.

So I went back to the courtyard, solved the old way's hole, and asked his two apprentices to help him up and continue the marriage with the underworld, but it was the mistress of the house.

The death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped.

I have spared the lives of the whole village, and I have done my best.

No one on the floor dared to oppose my decision.

The mistress of the house looked pleadingly at her husband, who avoided her gaze and turned his head away, his face like pig's liver.

Someone hurried into my room, lit ash and put a charm on the wall, and someone wrapped a red flower around the waist of the mistress of the house.

With Lao Dao's next sentence to invite Daxian to the life hall to get married, the hostess of the family was led to the cemetery and led to a coffin with a half-open lid and no soil buried.

After rewriting the marriage book in front of the tomb with the support of two apprentices, Lao Dao read it while burning it: abide by the woman's way and keep filial piety for the husband.

With the completion of the ceremony, the lid of the coffin was closed, and people raised the earth to pile the grave.

Next, the mistress of the house was sent to the 'marriage room' where I had been imprisoned.

"I remember what you look like. If you let me know she's out of this house tonight, you guys, don't even want to live. "I locked the door, put the key in my pocket, and kept Lao Dao and his two apprentices outside the door all night.

The face of the man was white and green, green and white.

I asked him to drive me back to town, and he glanced at the three Taoist priests who had already stood at the door, and stumbled his feet in agreement.

When he drove me to the vicinity of town, I let him go and walked back to the shop on foot, brave the cold wind.

It was about ten o'clock in the evening, and the town was quiet and dark, and only a few houses were still lit, including Qingbo's house.

The door of the shop has been locked.

I climbed up the water pipe from the back wall of Tsing Bo's shop, and then used the unclosed window to enter the corner of the stairs of his house.

He and Qingdai were both in the kitchen on the first floor, sitting around the stove stewed with braised pork, waiting for the meat to be ready and chatting about topics related to me.

"Dad, you said that Gu Thrush really won't come back, right?" Qingdai, who used to treat me as a sister, did not have the slightest innocence on his face at the moment.

"Of course not. Fortunately, you know that you have shown her affection when you first met, and fortunately, she just wanted to read and write, and the next day she was attracted by your reading. We were able to get her shop smoothly, and you have the greatest credit. Qingbo's eyes were full of approval.

"I also have the greatest credit for the fact that we are able to have this store. If they hadn't seen me crying pitifully, we wouldn't have had a chance to be taken in, and you wouldn't have had a chance to poison them. Qingdai did not hide his pride.

"Yes, yes, you have the most credit. It's all because we came too late, otherwise we wouldn't have had to go so far. By the time we arrived, the storefronts had been rezoned, and with the new rules, we couldn't force ourselves to occupy them, or we would have provoked the wrath. ”

"Is it hard to be angry?"

"Yes. ”

"That's how I look at the thrush. It's not worth wasting three months to get started. We're in this store now, and it only took seven days to get it. ”

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and remember not to underestimate your opponent. Gu Thrush is indeed not a normal person as people evaluate. The murderous and indifferent aura of her body is really terrifying. She's the only one left alive after the slaughter of the town, and it's worth three months to observe and prepare. ”

In fact, she was a paper tiger that would break as soon as she stabbed it. ”

"Yes. She's bluffing and doesn't have much of a job. ”

"What are you going to do if she hadn't been tricked away?"

"Anything goes. She doesn't have much ability, and our relationship with her is no longer a family to outsiders, even if we poison her in the store, no one will doubt that her disappearance will have something to do with us. ”

"It took so much effort for us to get the Immortal Shop, why don't you use it?"

"Because, we have to live like a good person. She's only been gone for four days. We used her shop too early, and it would attract discussion, so we had to avoid suspicion. In a few days, we'll pretend to have a cry about her death and last words, and we'll be able to use her shop as a matter of course. There's no one in town better suited to her shop than us. ”

I heard this, and the corners of my lips lifted high.

"Really?" I stabbed my blade and walked downstairs, and their expressions changed dramatically, and they hurriedly picked up the nearest dick and shrank into the corner of the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and sat down by the fire, first holding a piece of braised pork with chopsticks.

The braised pork is fat and thin, sweet and soft, and melts in the mouth.

"Well done. Don't you want to taste it?" I handed them the chopsticks, and they all faced back in unison.

I continued to savor it, and told them unhurriedly about what had happened in the village that I had been tricked into the village.

Their faces and eyes changed uncertainly, and finally they were frozen in the face as dead ashes.

"For the sake of the braised pork, I'll give you a place to live. Whoever of you can make it out of the kitchen alive first will be able to continue living. "After I finished talking about my experience, I put down my chopsticks and left the kitchen, closed the door and drank three, two, and one cold.

As soon as I spoke, the screams of the fight came from the kitchen.

I walked up the stairs and sat down, waiting for the results.

In less than two minutes, the kitchen door opened, and Qingbo walked out of the kitchen with his broken wrist covered.

He had a broken right wrist and a blur of flesh and blood on his right leg.

He won, and his old age got a daughter.

He dragged his injured right leg to me and fell to his knees with a thud as I waited for me to fulfill his promise.

I spun the thorns in my hand, and instead of feeling the joy of revenge, I panicked in my heart.

"I regret it. I still want Qingdai to win. My words came back after I was silent for a while, and Qingbo pounced on me with resentment.

I raised my hand and stabbed his throat and kicked him off the spot, then walked along the outer wall and walked back to the door of the shop.

I entered the store with a double thorn that was as sharp as clay, broke the lock, washed and changed, and burned the clothes I had changed this time and the clothes I had changed last time.

Everything in the store is the same as when I left, and my grandfather's booklet is still there.

After I cleaned up, I lit the kerosene lamp on the counter and stood at the counter waiting for the ghost customer who might come.