Chapter 11 What is a perfect match?

The strength is not great, but it cannot be broken.

Behind the curtain, the young man's silent eyebrows and eyes fell into Fu Shu's pupils, making him slightly stunned, and standing next to him was a little girl with a goose yellow flower skirt and a pearl soft shirt, both of whom had the same confidence and determination.

It seems that they are just waiting for someone to lift the curtain, and someone is a thief.

"Master Fu doesn't seem to believe that my father will wake up and recover," I had to sneak in person to verify it, Pei Xibao retreated, and sure enough, Pei Sheng was still pale and sickly lying on the bed unconscious, but there was still a brown-clothed old man standing at the head of the bed, "This is the master invited from Tianxiangyuan, the first in Nanjun County, good at imitating all kinds of birds and insects, vivid, I think even Master Fu can't tell it." ”

Pei Xibao shook her fingertips, she spent a lot of money to hire someone to Pei's Mansion as a guest for a day.

Fu Shucao's face changed dramatically and he was shocked to fall into a daze, but he pretended to be calm, and all he saw in front of him was a hairy boy and a little girl who was not in the climate: "I'm just ...... I just care about Master Pei and want to see him. "What's wrong.

"Do you care about Master Pei San or do you care about the ill-gotten gains you can get in Guling?" Yan Qi said coldly.

"What did you say?"

"It was originally planned that the Bian River should not build one more bridge, and if you want to detour to Guling, you will have to collect the land and reclaim it, and thousands of people in the three villages, if the local government forcibly expropriates the houses at a low price and drags it for a year or two and then sells the land at a high price, as long as the county government makes a notice, you can buy the county government and squeeze millions of snowflakes and silver for nothing, why not." Yan Qi's words were light.

"No, I don't know what you're talking nonsense, the two yellow-mouthed children are pretending to be ghosts......" Fu Shucao wanted to withdraw his hand, but the young man was unmoved, and seemed to secretly restrain himself without much effort.

"If you say that pretending to be a ghost is as good as Master Fu," Pei Xibao took out the small jade bottle from his arms, which was the worm that was deducted from Pei Sheng's leg bone two days ago, "Hubei Gu worm, once it gets into the human body, it will make the host comatose and depressed, the wound will fester, and the body will bleed more than once, and after half a month, it will look like a storm and die, a small Gu will have a female Gu, the son will not leave the bones, the mother will not leave the body, once the little Gu leaves the flesh and blood, it will look for traces of the mother Gu, its mother, is it still on you?" ”

Pei Xibao's aggressiveness was no less than Yanqi's, and the little girl's bright eyes were sharp, and the jade bell fell out with a crisp sound.

The little insect in the bottle fanned its wings, and when it saw it, it rushed towards Fu Shucao!

The man panicked and twisted his arm, and swept towards Yan Qi, the young man let go of his hand and retreated very quickly, Fu Shucao saw that he couldn't catch Yan Qi's awe-inspiring eyes, and turned his palm into a claw buckle to the defenseless Pei Xibao, the little girl exclaimed, her waist had been called to the young man to hold the delicate and soft body into his arms, and there was a soft and sweet begonia flower smell that filled Yan Qi's chest.

Fu Shucao pounced, but he also got a chance to escape.

He tried to break out of the door, but was suddenly shocked back into the inner hall by a huge force, and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Crunch, the wooden door was wide open, and standing outside the hall was the old lady of the Pei family, and there was also Lord Li Chongxiao, the Taishou of Nanjun, who was over fifty years old and full of anger, and a good Fu Shucao used such an indiscriminate method to murder Pei Sheng, the governor of Nanjun!

Seeing that the general trend had gone and was powerless, Fu Shucao vomited out a mouthful of blood.