Uncle Wu......"

Suddenly, Duan Shuiyao and Jing Shuiting came to them.

"You're here, where are the bears?" Wu Wuqing asked them.

"I'm sorry, Prince Wang, we'll meet again another day!" Jing Shuiting stepped forward and retreated with his fists clenched.

"It's okay, I owe it to Wu ...... Uncle Wu's favor! Wang Gongzi said, "I won't hide this matter from you, I found the Netherstone on He Xiong, but those who see it have a share, this is the rule of the rivers and lakes!" ”

"When the time comes, let's talk about it!" Wu Wuqing said to Wang Lu, "By the way, when did I have a relationship with Wang Lu, why did you come up with the word 'ow'?" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Wang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Wu Wuqing responded: "Okay! When the time comes...... Those who see have a share, and the favors owed to others must be returned on a certain day. ”

After Jing Shui Pavilion and Duan Shui Yao left with Wu Wuqing, Jing Shui Pavilion couldn't help but ask Wu Wuqing: "You two are playing dumb riddles with us!"

"Aren't you two ...... too," Wu Wuqing seemed to have a hint of anger.

How could he not regard Wang Que calling the two of them to the Ximen Gambling House as Wang Que's "digging the wall".

No matter how incapable he is, he doesn't want his right-hand man around him to be co-opted.

Losing Duan Shuiyao and Jingshuiting, two brothers with deep affection, he is equivalent to losing everything, and the establishment and subsequent development of Xiwumen will eventually become a blank sheet of paper and an empty talk!

Wu Wuqing gradually left the two of them behind.

"Hey! Wait for us......" Duan Shui Yao saw that Wu Wuqing had a dark face since he left the Ximen Gambling House.

Is he angry again?

"Uncle Wu, you're angry, you can't be so stingy, right?" Duan Shui Yao grabbed his arm and persuaded him with a kind face.

Wu Wuqing tried his best to squeeze out a smile, he was just a little scared, a little insecure.

Since he was no longer the swordsman dragon sword in the city and even all over the world, all the splendor and radiance left him for a while, and all that remained was a white and unformed phantom, and a gray darkness after the night fell, and sometimes, even the brightest moon could not penetrate his confined heart.

Jing Shuiting couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw the two brothers being so friendly.

He only hopes that they can get better and better, trust each other, and work together to create the Xiwu Gate, and create the glory that once belonged to the swordsman generation!

"Let's go to that alley west of the city!" Jing Shui Ting said, "The person we are looking for is there, the person has been dead for several days, lying in the coffin shop......"

"He Xiong, is that person?" Wu Wuqing couldn't help but ask, there was no trace of surprise on her face except for indifference.

The cold wind suddenly put the city in a white snow.

However, in front of him, when Jingshui Pavilion looked up, it was the red sun and the flames were boundless.

Wu Wuqing walked all the way forward, stopped in front of the stable, and took out the white horse, thinking about it, Duan Shuiyao and Jingshuiting did not come on horseback, so they turned back and tied the loose reins to the pillar of the stable.

He approached the horse, leaned over and reached out and stroked the horse twice, which had once been a watery mount, and when he saw this horse, he couldn't help but think of the past.

"Good boy, fifth brother, I'm leaving!" Wu Wuqing called the horse the fifth brother, and to this day, this title has become the common name of their brothers for this horse.

"Fifth brother obediently stay in the stable, right?" Jing Shuiting asked.

"Hmm." Wu Wuqing responded, and then gave an order, "Let's go!" ”

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the long alley where the west of the city was located.

The willows were hazy like smoke, and the dogs barked.

The outlines of everything seemed to be more and more familiar, and they appeared in Wu Wuqing's eyes, blurring.

This is the place where he used to be.

He took the sword Qiongyu that belonged to Ye Fengzhu and rebuilt it in the blacksmith shop.

At that time, the embrace between them was so warm, so unique, and endowed with peerless beauty.

Wu Wuqing couldn't help but lower his head and walked through the door of the coffin shop, and the entire burly figure and the two shadows behind him couldn't help but stand in this shop.

"Uncle Wu is here?" The old man of the coffin shop stopped the operation in his hand, smelled it, his face was red, and he was endowed with a red rhyme like the glow, his fingers were like oiled paper, and he was engrossed and concentrated on manipulating the scattered paper boats, paper rooms and other parts that were placed on the ground in front of him and had not yet been spliced.

Jing Shui Pavilion walked around in front of Wu Wuqing and said to the old man who was still calm and relaxed: "A few of our brothers are here to see the coffin......

"Coffin, but the one lying in the room?" The old man still manipulates the parts in his hand and paints them.

"Exactly, can you take a look?" Duan Shuiyao continued to ask.

This old man seems to be very simple, going around like this, not hitting the point, and it is not a way!

Wu Wuqing suddenly squatted down, he took out something from the old man, and the old man was immediately shocked, relieved, and let him in.

Except for the two of them, no one could guess what the piece of thing that was placed in front of the old man was.

The old man got up and said, "Go...... Go ahead! ”

Wu Wuqing showed a smile of victory, and the black soft brocade robe blew in the wind, and walked towards the house, crossing the threshold.

Only Duan Shuiyao and Jingshui Pavilion were left, and the two stood outside with doubts and curiosity.

Jing Shui Ting couldn't help but shake his head and said, "This ...... This ......"

Duan Shuiyao blinked his eyes, and begged the old man with a kind face: "Uncle Wu has gone, I am his brother, can I go in?"

The old man was still sitting on the small bench on the ground, ignoring the others, but concentrating on painting the paper houses, the bright colors were very beautiful and charming.

I said...... When did I die, and I got this treatment? Duan Shui Yao said wittily.

Jing Shuiting shook his head and smiled awkwardly, and the old man who was silent before opened his mouth: "I'm afraid I don't have a chance!"

Duan Shuiyao buried his face, picked up the bamboo strips that fell on the ground, swayed them left and right, and also weaved the papier-mâché lotus lantern according to the gourd painting scoop.

Who knows, until the dead of night, Wu Wuqing has not come out of that room.

"What the hell?" Duan Shuiyao couldn't help but want to break into the inner room, but he was blocked by the old man and blocked the outside.

The old man is serious, he doesn't smile, and his aura is so great that he can suppress the gods and ghosts, not to mention the little person in front of him who wants to make trouble!

In the coffin shop, the best thing is to deal with ghosts and gods.

"There's a ghost in there, boy, don't go in!" The old man reminded him.

Duan Shui retreated, his body was hairy, and his legs and feet were shaking violently.

Seeing that there was no shadow of half a person in the inner room, a dark and oppressive glow appeared from time to time.

Everyone didn't dare to come out in one breath, holding their voices, holding their breath, only daring to stand outside, not daring to take a step forward, I am afraid that it is under Jiuquan inside.

Even the old man was nervous, he was not nervous before, but because it was daytime, and because he was inexplicably nervous now, a big living person went in alive, but he didn't see a foot until now.

The old man shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh and said shortly: "I'm afraid that Uncle Wu accidentally violated some taboo and couldn't get out for a while!"

"Alas, alas, blame me for not reminding him, thinking that he could handle all this, but what he didn't expect was ...... But something unpredictable happened. ”

Duan Shuiyao took a deep breath and pressed it tightly into his chest, but said, "Don't ...... Don't make any jokes, it's not a good joke...... It's not good, it's panicked. ”

The old man didn't know when he took out the only fire candle in the corner, took two flint stones and "rubbed" the fire in the dark world, dropped a drop of oil on the side of the table corner and condensed it into wax, and then inserted the candle and placed it tightly on it, firm and unshakable, and said: "I'm not joking, those who come into contact with our industry will encounter some things that ordinary people can't predict."

The old man was in the coffin, and the series of words that came out couldn't help but exaggerate an atmosphere that was getting closer to weirdness, however, it was not an exaggeration of the facts, it was completely contrary to reality.

Duan Shuiyao and Jing Shuiting stared at the old man with a face and neck completely stained by red light, and the other stared at the black threshold.

Duan Shuiyao couldn't help but sigh and said, "I don't know how Wu Wuqing dealt with it inside!"

"At the moment, how to resolve the anger on He Xiong's person is the most important thing, I think...... That Nether Stone is still on that person! If it is, then the truth is exactly the same as I imagined, this Netherworld Stone is fed by absorbing the anger and resentment of mortals, although He Xiong was crazy later, but ...... It stands to reason that what has been formed in a person's body for a long time should not be so quickly extinguished, and it should be impossible in a short period of time. The old man interjected, according to the situation, the old man shouldn't look like a liar, and now, Wu Wuqing may have been absorbed into the Netherworld Stone, fighting against his anger and resentment!

Jing Shuiting also changed from the original disbelief to further choice trust, and the old man's actions all the time were not illogical, he didn't seem to be making up a false thing.

Moreover, the most important thing in the coffin shop business is the mutual trust between the seller and the buyer.

Jingshui Pavilion was waiting outside in a hurry, and he knew that they would go in together, even if he couldn't help, there was always a companion!

Now they are so busy speculating and imagining themselves that they can't solve the actual problem.