Chapter 10: Avenge Me

"It's okay, Uncle Wang just can't accept it for a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 She gave him a slight grab on the shoulder and smiled.

The smile was gentle and calm, with a magic that was hard to resist.

Yan Tiannan looked at her in surprise, as if this was the first time the two had met, she was not at all like the little girl who he thought was in prison and had nothing to do, or who couldn't resist the temptation when she cried.

At this time, she looked extraordinarily strong and extraordinarily strong.

"Uncle Wang, I'm Xiao Lu, you forgot, you always drink tea with me, and give me a big red envelope, and say that you want me to be your goddaughter Xiao Lu!" Lu Xiaomei bypassed Yan Tiannan and shouted with her head up. "You like me so much that it won't hurt me, will you?"

After that, he lowered his head again, gently rubbed his neck, and complained: "I became so tall all of a sudden, and I don't know if his head hurts when he touches it, anyway, my face and neck are sore." ā€

"Poof." Yan Tiannan was amused by her, "Then shouldn't I be shorter, so that you don't have a sore neck when you talk to me in the future." ā€

"It's okay, I'll stand on the little bench and talk to you from now on." Lu Xiaomei smiled sweetly.

"I'm not going to die! I'm not going to die! Wang Luyao shouted frantically, seeing that his body was about to riot, Lu Xiaomei frowned, she didn't want him to make a mess here.

"If you don't believe it, you can go out and take a look, you don't think about it, it's not even eleven o'clock, but why is the whole city dark? How can everyone go to bed so early? Didn't even have a convenience store? ā€

After Lu Xiaomei finished speaking, Wang Luyao was really stunned, and knelt down again with a plop, several tables were brought down by him, and the teapot was shattered.

But fortunately, his body gradually returned to normal, and he knelt on the ground with his face covered and cried bitterly: "Why did I die? Why did I die? ā€

"Yes," Lu Xiaomei squatted in front of him, reached out and touched his head, like a mother's warm hand, which calmed him down at once, "Why are you dead?" ā€

He grabbed Lu Xiaomei's wrist: "If I die, how can you see me?" Are you dead too? ā€

Lu Xiaomei smiled and shook her head: "I won't tell you, I'm an onmyoji, specializing in yin-yang cases, how can I not see you?" And my tea shop is also set up for yin and yang, so you will see a piece of light from me. ā€

"You're, you're an onmyoji?" Wang Luyao asked suspiciously.

Lu Xiaomei nodded affirmatively.

"Then can you help me get revenge?!" Wang Luyao's expression suddenly became fierce, and the strength of the hand holding her wrist also increased by three points.

"Huh? Avenge? Do you remember who killed you? Lu Xiaomei tilted her head.

"I, I can't remember." Wang Luyao lowered his head in a dejected manner.

"Smack!" Yan Tiannan frowned, and opened the hand he held on Lu Xiaomei's wrist.

Lu Xiaomei was stunned, and a small wave appeared in her heart.

Wang Luyao didn't care: "I can't remember, I just remember that he suddenly held an inkstone, yes an inkstone, hit me on the head, hit me on the head like crazy!" ā€

"Oh? If you can't remember, then I can't help you, so I can only wait for the police to investigate slowly. Lu Xiaomei had a headache.

"No!" Wang Luyao suddenly raised his head: "Aren't you an onmyoji?" Aren't you specialized in Yin and Yang cases? Can't you help me? ā€

Lu Xiaomei slowly stood up and smiled apologetically: "I am the onmyoji of the Bounty Alliance, not a philanthropist, and I never do gratuitous things." ā€

"Money? You want money? Wang Luyao was stunned, but then he was overshadowed by the anger of being killed, "I'll give you the money, I'll get it, you go get it, I'll tell you the password!" ā€

Lu Xiaomei shook her head: "You are dead now, and the inheritance belongs to your wife and children, how can I move it?" ā€

Wang Luyao thought about it carefully, and after a while, he suddenly patted his head: "By the way, I still have one more thing, no one knows, it was bought by me in the antique market a few years ago, and it is worth a lot of money, which is higher than the villa of the bar owner opposite you!" ā€

She thought for a moment: "Your family doesn't know about this? ā€

"Don't worry, they absolutely don't know, this is not in my name, I buried it in another place by myself, as long as you can help me kill the person who killed me, I will tell you the place immediately!" Wang Luyao patted his chest and said hatefully.

Yan Tiannan was already cold and thorough after listening to these conversations, especially this sentence, which made his heart "chuckle", but fortunately, Lu Xiaomei immediately retorted: "I won't kill people, the only thing I can help is to send him to the police." ā€

Wang Luyao bit his lip: "Okay, the police will be the police, and he will pay for his life if he is handed over to the police!" ā€

"Bang!"

The door of the tea shop was pushed open all at once.

Lu Xiaomei's head is ninety-nine years old, why is the door of her own house so unlucky? Being bumped around all day long, ruined and ruined, she has to take out at least a month's income to change doors during the year.

"That's him! He's after me! Wang Luyao was shocked when he saw the comer, and suddenly hid behind Lu Xiaomei.

"Brother Yuanfang, give me a face, leave this soul to me for a day, just one day!" She reached out and grabbed Yuan Fang's arm and shook it coquettishly twice.

Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, hurriedly raised her chin, and looked at her face carefully, although it was still pale, it was much better than just now: "Are you okay?" ā€

"I'm fine, but if you take him away, I'll be fine." Lu Xiaomei glanced at Wang Luyao, who was hiding behind her, and stood on tiptoe.

Seeing this, Yuan Fang hurriedly bent down and put his ear to it.

Looking at the two of them who acted intimately, Yan Tiannan's heart became more and more twisted, and he became more and more confused.

What kind of person is Lu Xiaomei, who regards people's lives as ants, is willing to sell her hue for money, and does everything as if it is for money.

He didn't know, why was she so entangled in money? Is money more important than human life in her heart?

Yuan Fang touched her head helplessly after listening: "Tomorrow night at twelve o'clock, I will come on time to get it, and the request is that you go to bed early today and have a good rest." ā€

"Order!" Lu Xiaomei grimaced happily and hurriedly pushed him out.

Seeing Yuan Fang's figure disappear, Wang Luyao breathed a sigh of relief and asked cautiously, "Who is he?" Also an onmyoji? ā€

"No, he's a ghost." Lu Xiaomei smiled, turned around and sat down: "Tell me all the details you remember." ā€

"I think I should have asked someone to come to my house to see something."

"If you can't remember people, think about what it is."

"By the way, it's a picture of snow-capped mountain mangroves!"

Lu Xiaomei was taken aback.