Outside the boat, a short man stepped on the river, his stomach was tall, and he held a golden abacus in his hand, and he walked like a fat penguin.

Walking into the cabin, he continued: "Accounting is a one-time settlement, this transaction is not over, so naturally we need to make up the difference." ”

The little God of Wealth saw the appearance of the dwarf clearly, frowned, and said, "A small business, why did you even use the golden abacus?"

Fifth Ming walked forward and greeted, "Sixth Uncle, why are you here?"

Jin Abacus patted him on the shoulder with rare relief and praised: "Hmm... Yes, a smart child who knows how to settle accounts is a smart child. He turned to look at the little God of Wealth and said, "No matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and our Wicked Valley is no bigger than the Mengyuan Chamber of Commerce." Besides, my nephew is taking orders for the first time, and when he is an uncle, he has to take care of it. ”

The little God of Wealth felt that the situation had changed, and he didn't want to argue anymore, so he took out 1,700 green mangs and said with a smile: "Eighty more is the hard work of your old age." ”

Jin Abacus took the spirit stone first, and then asked Fifth Ming: "Ming'er, what do you think of Xiao Gongzi's account?"

"It's good. Fifth Ming commented.

Jin Abacus glared at him and reproached: "Loser, if you calculate it like this, sooner or later you will have to pay for the coffin." ”

The little god of wealth held the wine glass, and sent it forward, signaling him to explain the reason, and finished the wine himself. Jin Abacus explained: "Xiao Gongzi did a good calculation before, but it seems that he missed one. ”

The little God of Wealth understood as soon as he heard it, looked at the golden abacus and asked, "Do you think I should pay the bill for her?"

"Tut-tut, it is said that Xiao Gongzi has won the true inheritance of his father, and he has always pitied the beauty. Now it seems... Alas! Although the old man has little interest in women, my eighth brother seems to be missing a piece of art. Look at the good condition of this doll, it should work well as a wax figure. ”

Hatsune's expression changed greatly after hearing this, not only her, but anyone who knew the eighth brother of the golden abacus would rather commit suicide than fall into his hands. Because that's a madman, of course, he's called a wild madman.

In today's situation, I obviously can't escape, and the only way to do this is to die without being tortured. However, as soon as she wanted to commit suicide, she was restrained by the golden abacus, and it was obvious that the other party had already taken precautions.

The little God of Wealth was still the same, and his fingers tapped on the table and asked, "I don't know how the price of soul cultivation is calculated?"

Jin Abacus patted the back of Hatsune's fair-skinned hand and responded, "It's easy to say... Say. Although Hatsune girl is a soul cultivator, she is also a killer, and her peers naturally have the price of her peers. ”

"Oh, they say that killers are as cheap as dogs, but now they are worth a lot of money to you?" said the little God of Fortune sarcastically.

Fifth Ming was a little displeased, and was about to have a seizure when he was stopped by Jin Abacus.

"Xiao Gongzi is a rich man, and he doesn't know the bitterness of the poor. Killers are as cheap as dogs, that's true, but dogs bite rich and noble. ”

The three words of the rich man deliberately accentuated the tone, which was particularly harsh with his already sharp voice.

The little God of Wealth sneered in his heart, the current situation is really easy to please the gods, and it is difficult to send the gods. coughed and asked, "I don't know how my peers calculate?"

Jin Abacus put down the abacus and said with a smile: "This peer is naturally calculated according to her record." Hatsune asked, "What is the highest record of the beauty?"

"Wonderland. Hatsune replied.

Jin Abacus shook his head and said, "No, no, no, you seem to have forgotten one thing. Twenty years ago in Selangor, Aoki House was destroyed. It is rumored that I did it in the Valley of the Wicked, the old man is very curious, Aoki Laojun has been in the Xuan Immortal Realm for many years, even if it is my Valley of the Wicked, there are only a few who can kill him. However, why should we kill him without an employer?"

The little God of Wealth found it interesting and asked, "Since it wasn't your wicked Gu who did it, why don't you explain it clearly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the golden abacus and the corpse girl laughing. The fifth person explained: "I do things in the Valley of the Wicked, and I don't need to explain. ”

Jin Abacus nodded, and continued: "Although I don't need to explain, I looked it up curiously." Later, I learned that it was Shadow Falling Immortal who did it, of course, this is not the key, the key is that Aoki Laojun was dead before Shadow Falling Immortal went. Not only that, but even the treasure of Aokiju, the Qingluan Guqin, has also disappeared. Interestingly, ten years later, Shadow Falling Immortal produced a soul cultivator killer, who not only had a good appearance, but was also good at killing people with the sound of the piano. ”

At this point in the story, everyone basically understands who killed Aoki Laojun. The corpse girl twisted her ass and walked up to Hatsune, smiling, "Giggles... I'm curious to know how you killed Xuan Immortal with True Immortal cultivation. ”

Jin Abacus let go of Hatsune, got up and glared at the squinting Fifth Ming, and scolded: "I'm idle all day long, who taught you this lustful ability?"

Fifth Ming leaned over to the corpse lover, raised his eyebrows and replied, "Naturally, it was taught by Shi Niang." ”

The corpse lover tugged at his cheek and said excitedly, "Little baby, do you want to learn from Shi Niang?" ”

Fifth Ming's back was cold, he was only interested in corpses. took a few steps back, changed the subject, and said, "Let's listen to the little beauty tell the story first." ”

Hatsune put her hands on the strings and said coldly, "Since you want to hear it so much, the little girl will present a song for you." ”

As soon as he slapped the table, the guqin flew up, Hatsune looked solemn, and between his fingers, the guqin was like a metamorphosis, revealing its original appearance. The body of the piano is cyan, reflecting the golden strings, and the tail of the piano is carved with a luan bird, the feathers fall in all directions, and a pair of eyes are shining.

The strings are plucked, and the phoenix chirps. The nine-turn horror array on the little God of Wealth was activated to resist the invasion of soul power. Fifth Ming was disturbed by the sound of the piano, and hugged his head and wailed. The corpse lover spat out black corpse qi and wrapped Fifth Ming with herself, and under a stalemate, her originally fair face became even whiter.

Only the golden abacus is leisurely fiddling with the abacus, and every time an abacus is moved, the golden abacus makes a crisp jade impact sound. The five immortals outside the boat were disturbed by the sound of the piano, and they couldn't resist it, and they gradually eased up after hearing the sound of jade from the abacus.

Hatsune was still playing, but the bloodshot in her eyes had spread to the corners of her eyes, and the strings were like knives, as if they would cut her fingers with every play. The rhythm is getting faster and faster, and the sound of the phoenix is getting more and more urgent, and everyone present understands that the final climax is coming.

The golden abacus frowned slightly, and the abacus in his hand had already been dialed up to seven gears. The necrophile's pale face began to darken. The Little God of Wealth's Nine-Turn Horror Array has already lit up eight orbs. Obviously, everyone is reaching their limit.

Seeing that the ninth bead was about to be lit, a shout came from outside the boat, "It's foggy, it's time to go on the road." Then there was a "jingling" bell.

The little god of wealth took the opportunity to grab the hand of Hatsune playing, the sound of the piano stopped, and the first tone poured into the arms of the little god of wealth like a deflated ball. A pair of white and slender hands had been stained red with blood, dripping on the Qingluan guqin, and being swallowed little by little.

The little God of Wealth threw down the four green jade plaques and said angrily, "Get out." ”

The golden abacus put away the abacus, breathed a long sigh of relief, and did not accept the jade card, but looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, just because the voice was sharp and a little harsh. I just heard him say, "Good song!"

The corpse girl held the fifth Ming, who was already unconscious, and sniffed close to the little god of wealth, as if she smelled something exciting, blew a breath, and said in a soft tone: "The slave family will miss you." ”

......

In the bright moon pearl of the sea, the maid was seriously injured, and if she didn't save her, she was afraid that she would have died before the magic bead was broken. Beiming Lingxiang looked at her, sighed and began to ask Li Ruohan for help.

"Senior sister, this child is just his righteous daughter, why should you and I be angry with the juniors. I only ask you to take me to meet the Lord of the Left Temple, and I am willing to apologize afterwards. ”

When Meng Yuan heard this, he thought to himself that these two people had been fighting for a dead person, and it was interesting that they had been fighting? However, what was shocking was Li Ruohan's answer, and he only heard her say: "I knew you were lying to me." Did you design to harm me back then?"

"I said no, do you believe it?" said Beiming Lingxiang with some despair.

After Li Ruohan heard this, he suddenly became irritable, and in the blink of an eye, one of the Xuan Immortals who besieged Lingxiang in the North Ming actually disappeared. Meng Yuan wiped his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken. It's just that at that moment, he seemed to see that Xuan Immortal seemed to have been eaten by something.

A Xuan Immortal, just gone. How many years of cultivation is that! Could this be the true strength of the Golden Immortal?