Mei Shan grabbed the head of the old grandson who had collapsed to the ground, and asked with red eyes:

"You just said, what's wrong with the water?

The old grandson was so frightened that he softened, and he didn't know when to let go of the handful of paper money in his hand, and all of them fell into the fire at his feet, and the flames burst out of the old high for a while.

"Plum, plum water...... Dead, dead, dead...... You—you're going to hook him, you're going to hook his soul?"

The old grandson was frightened, his tongue could no longer listen to the call for a while, and in the face of "white impermanence", he stammered for a long time before he said a word.

Although he knew that Meishui was more auspicious and less auspicious, but at this time, listening to the old grandson say this, Meishan suddenly felt that the sky was a thunderbolt, and he pulled the old grandson close to him, and the red peach blossom eyes were full of tears, and he asked sharply:

"Who killed Shui'er, and where is he?"

Seeing that the old grandson's lips trembled and he couldn't speak for a long time, Mei Shan loosened the hand holding his shirt, and stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes and said:

"Don't be afraid, I'm Shui'er's master Meishan. Tell me what happened to the water?"

"Are you, is it his master? are you really Mei, Meishan?"

The old grandson blinked and looked carefully, wasn't this the man in front of him who appeared in the pot at the same time as Mei Shui a few months ago?

Although the two of them appeared together that day, the man also kept claiming that Mei Shui was a "disciple", but the old grandson only thought that it was a nursery found by Mei Shui and deliberately came to smash the field.

After all, in Oasis City, everyone knows that Meishui has a master named Meishan, who is still a paralyzed person.

But Mei Shui's master, how can he still be so young and handsome?

More than ten years ago, when his master and apprentice were still living in the city, Lao Sun Tou had also seen Meishan.

At that time, Meishan was a handsome boy who was as gentle as jade, and Meishui was still a little hairy baby.

It must be fifteen or six years, right? Meishan should be at least forty or fifty years old, right?

Lao Sun Tou carefully identified the person in front of him, it was indeed the man who appeared in the pot with Mei Shui that day, and he looked vaguely like Meishan more than ten years ago......

Why didn't he grow old at all? And wasn't he paralyzed?

"Well, I'm Meishan. I also bother you to tell me about the water. ”

Meishan lowered his tone and let go of the old grandson, but his heart was extremely painful.

Only then did the old grandson snot and tears tell Meishan about what happened in Oasis City in the past few days, as well as how Meishui rescued everyone and finally encountered the unforeseen events.

It's just that when Mei Shui was arrested, Hu Zhongtian and the others were so frightened that they hid in the teahouse, and Mei Shui was worried that they would be victimized, so he brought the gate of Hu Zhongtian.

Some of the more daring ones watched everything that was happening outside through the crack in the door, but because they were far away, they only saw Mei Shui suddenly fall, and then they were dragged away by Hu Tuo.

Seeing that Mei Shui was no longer moving, everyone thought that Mei Shui must be dead......

Lao Sun first told the story, and he heard Meishan like an ice cellar.

"Hu Tuo, I will not spare you again!"

After a low cry of gritted teeth, Meishan had disappeared into the alley.

The old grandson rubbed his faint old eyes, stood stunned for a moment, and then squatted down and continued to boil paper money for Meishui.

......

Since Yin Ruoyu packed up the plum water in the afternoon, and then saw Guo Lin's subordinates escort the plum water to the car and send it to the Qingming Temple, the big stone that had been pressing on Hu Tuo's heart for several days was finally gone.

After that, he stepped up and sent men to occupy all the shops and vendors in Oasis City again.

At the end of the day, all the shops in the city were closed, and those who had seen the shops came back to report the day's harvest.

Although the harvest is still not ideal, Yin Ruoyu is right, as long as Oasis City, the only passage to the desert treasure hunting land, has always existed, given the time, people come and go, and transactions will always be generated, and then I am afraid that there will be no rolling wealth?

After his subordinates reported, the more Hu Tuo thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he didn't seem to feel much pain even in his burned leg.

Xizizi drank a few glasses of wine, and before the end of the day, Hu Tuo took the beautiful wife he had just married at the beginning of the year into the room to rest.

Today's beautiful wife was collected by Guo Lin in other places on the Marfa continent at the beginning of the year and dedicated to him.

This is the eighth wife of Hu Tuo, who is nearly forty years old.

Hu Tuo, who has always been beautiful, wants his wives and concubines to enjoy the blessings of all people, but the monogamous regulation of the Naimafa continent restricts everyone, and in order to marry a new wife, he inevitably let the previous "old wife" die "accidentally" one by one.

Today's wife, beauty is beauty...... It's just that if you compare it with Yin Ruoyu, it's the difference between cloud and mud.

Thinking of Yin Ruoyu, even if Hu Tuo dragged his injured leg, he became extremely powerful, and tossed his beautiful wife to beg for mercy again and again.

Seeing that his beautiful wife was panting and begging for mercy again and again, Hu Tuo became even more determined to conquer Yin Ruoyu in the future.

Let her go to the country first, and then he will take the opportunity to subdue the beauty in one fell swoop, and enjoy her and her world by the way......

Hu Tuo hugged his beautiful wife contentedly, fell asleep with a sense of wine, and dreamed of a sweet dream.

I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly I heard an uproar outside the room.

was noisy and dreamy, Hu Tuo pushed away his beautiful wife who was sleeping soundly, sat up with anger, pinched out a fireball with one hand and lit a candlelight, and shouted outside the door:

"What's the noise? It doesn't stop in the middle of the night!

It was the moment he spoke that the door suddenly became quiet again.

Be quiet...... Eerily quiet!

Hu Tuo was puzzled, and even felt that the noise he heard just now was his hallucination.

"Someone!"

He shouted, but after several shouts, there was no sound outside the door except silence. The little guy who was waiting outside the door at any time did not come in.

Hu Tuo was a little panicked at this time, and cold sweat oozed from his back.

He gave up screaming, swallowed his saliva to try to moisten his somewhat dry throat, and gently bent down to pick up the boots on the couch and put them on his feet.

Suddenly, a soft body behind him hugged his bent back.

"Old man......"

As soon as the word "Ye" was halfway out, the sound stopped abruptly.

Hu Tuo, who was tense all over his body, thought that he was being attacked behind him, and hit the person behind him with a cold palm.

Turning around, when he saw the beautiful wife behind him who was being hit by his own cold ice palm in the center vein, Hu Tuo put his mind at ease, and then murmured fiercely at the corpse:

"Okay, do you want to scare Lao Tzu to death?"

Continuing to bend over and put on his boots, he tiptoed to the window by the door with his injured leg in tow.

Through the thin window paper, I saw that the house was dark and silent......

Nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard...... Exceptionally eerie.

Hu Tuo was about to blink and take a closer look, when he suddenly felt the door next to him "creak", as if someone had opened it.

There seemed to be a cool breeze blowing, which made his hairs stand on end immediately, and cold sweat flowed.

After a long time, he turned his stiff neck to look at the door of the wing, which was still tightly closed.

Could it be that the sound of the door opening and the feeling of the wind blowing through are really just your own hallucinations?

He was about to take a breath of relief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, when suddenly the voice of a person spoke behind him, and he was almost shocked to death.

"Are you looking for me?"