608 In the name of God

Hou Delong was furious when he heard this, and kicked the old grandfather of Haima again, "Old thing, you have the ability to say it again!" ”

"Are you worthy of that little puppy?" Old Grandfather said coldly.

"Lao Tzu abolished you!" Hou Delong was about to stab the knife when he spoke.

Before, he was played very lightly by this group of people, and he was inexplicably scared into a cold sweat. Now I still choke on my throat with a breath of anger in my heart.

"Delong!" Qin Xianglin stopped Hou Delong.

In fact, although Hou Delong was angry, he didn't dare to stab the knife, his grandfather Qin Xianglin didn't say anything in front of him, how could he dare to do it without permission?

The old ancestor of the Haima people, who looked like he would rather die than obey, made Qin Xianglin a little moved.

"Old man, sixty, right?" Qin Xianglin asked.

"Humph!" The old ancestor of the Haima people snorted coldly, not ready to answer.

"I'm rubbing! Looking for death, isn't it? Hou Delong gestured with a knife to scare the old ancestor of the Hai Ma people.

"Boy, if you want to kill, you can kill, this little knife can't scare grandpa! When grandpa was playing with the knife, your kid was still menstruating on your father's lap! The old grandfather of the Haima people actually laughed.

Hou Delong was so angry that he swung the knife twice in a row, as if he wanted to kill.

The ancestor of the Haima people was indeed awe-inspiring and did not put Hou Delong in his eyes at all.

"Old man, it seems that you are very bold?" Qin Xianglin shook the gun in his hand.

The old grandfather of the Haima people was indeed a little scared. This point is somewhat similar to Hou Delong, no matter how powerful a person is, Hou Delong is not afraid, but if it is a ghost, no matter how a ghost it is, Hou Delong is very afraid.

And the grandfather of the Haima people is that no matter how big, fast, or powerful the knife is, he is not afraid, but if you have a gun in your hand, he is a little afraid.

"Grandpa, let's take a step!" At this time, Uncle Dong came over and whispered to Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin nodded, handed the gun to Da Shu, and followed Uncle Dong into the courtyard to talk. Like a robot, the big tree pointed two guns at the grandfather of the Haima people.

"Grandpa, I heard that this person seems to be from the area of the Yungui River!" Uncle Dong whispered.

Qin Xianglin nodded, and also felt that this old man's accent was a bit like the accent of the Blood Moon Killing Brother.

Blood Moon Killing and Qiu Moon Killing are not people near the Yungui River, but, because they have been there for a long time because they have been raising Gu, there is a bit of similarity in their accents.

"Uncle Dong, the people on the other side of the Yungui River, let's not offend easily!" Uncle Dong said with a serious expression.

"Why?" Qin Xianglin frowned and asked.

"There are many people over there who have evil magic, and they are maintained by tribal relations!" Uncle Dong explained to Qin Xianglin: "Let me put it this way, the people over there are like hornets, if you provoke one, a group will come!" It's annoying, and sometimes it's helpless! ”

Qin Xianglin nodded, feeling that Uncle Dong's words made sense, and asked, "Uncle Dong, how to deal with it according to your intentions?" ”

"Grandpa, we can do this!" Uncle Dong offered advice in Qin Xianglin's ear.

Qin Xianglin nodded with a smile when he listened, and walked out with Uncle Dong. He asked the old man and said, "Old man, it will be easy for me to kill you, do you know?" ”

"Humph!" The old man was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Then why don't you do it yet?" ”

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he said: "In the area of the Yungui River, there are gods I believe in, and I promised the gods I believe in not to kill people there easily!" ”

When the ancestor of the Haima people heard this, he was stunned, looked at Qin Xianglin and asked, "What god do you believe in?" ”

"What do you believe?" Qin Xianglin asked rhetorically.

"We Haima people have been enveloping the supreme god for thousands of years!" When the ancestor of the Haima people talked about the "god of Hai", he looked respectful.

Qin Xianglin heard this, and secretly said in his heart: "Hai God, is it the Hai pig in the zodiac?" Hai Zhu is in the northwest in the Bagua direction, but the Yungui River is in the southwest! Anyway, give it a try! ”

So, Qin Xianglin bowed to the northwest, and then said: "In the area of the Yungui River, the Supreme God is the god I respect!" For the sake of the Supreme God, go! ”

The old ancestor of the Haima people widened his eyes and looked at Qin Xianglin with a look of surprise, completely unable to figure out what this young guy in front of him meant. But, the last sentence, he heard clearly. Yes, let them go.

"Are you really going to let us go?" The old ancestor of the Haima people looked at Qin Xianglin and asked.

"As I said, the Supreme God is a god I respect!" Qin Xianglin said. When he spoke, he looked serious, not like a joke at all.

Qin Xianglin let the old ancestor of the Haima people in the name of God, which made the old ancestor of the Haima people leave with a lot of face, and he couldn't even find a reason not to leave.

He looked at Qin Xianglin, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh and said to the people behind him, "Let's go!" ”

After walking out for a distance, the old ancestor of the Haima people replied to Qin Xianglin and said, "Anyway, the four-legged demon snake, we Haima people are going to bring it back!" ”

Qin Xianglin was stunned for a moment, then reacted, turned his head to look at Chen Long, who had silver-gray skin and dark blue eyes on his shoulders, and said, "They are called Four-legged Demon Snakes?" ”

Of course, Chen Long would not answer Qin Xianglin's question. It's just that Qin Xianglin was very puzzled, it was obviously a small lizard, why did they say that it was a four-legged demon snake?

Are they stupid, or is Qin Xianglin too little knowledge?

Also, what are the Hema people going to do with the four-legged demon snake back?

Qin Xianglin couldn't figure it out, so he just touched the head of the little lizard Chenlong and said, "Chenlong, don't worry, as long as you don't want to, no one can take you away!" ”

Chen Long looked at Qin Xianglin with deep eyes, and his appearance was very attractive.

The day before the election of Grandpa Xitangkou, Uncle Dong, Tussaud, and Ruan Jinshan were helping Dashu prepare a speech, a very wonderful speech, and Dashu had to memorize it.

"Brothers of the Seven Great Rudder of Xitangkou, hello, I am Chu Renjie, the son of the late grandfather Chu Liancheng, and here I remember my father with grief and indignation...... My father died in Mu Changchun's theory, and Mu Changchun was instructed by Beitangkou Jin Beihuang ......"

The speech written by Nguyen Jinshan is very cultured, reasonable, and very wonderful. The big tree worked very hard and also carried it.

However, there is one point where the back of a big tree is very stiff, and a good speech will not play his role at all.

Ruan Jinshan helped Dashu try to accompany the feelings, pay attention to the tone, and body language, for Dashu, all this is as difficult as the sky.

However, the big tree doesn't say it, the big tree just works very hard.

After a morning, the tree was tired and sweaty, but the effect was still not ideal.

Under their tutelage, the big tree could barely speak.

Qin Xianglin threw a bottle of water to Da Shu and asked, "Da Shu, what do you think?" ”

Da Shu shook his head desperately, and said to Qin Xianglin: "Big brother, it's too difficult, I'm too difficult......"

Qin Xianglin laughed when he heard this, and said to Da Shu: "Actually, you don't have to memorize the speech!" ”

When Dashu heard this, his face was immediately full of joy, and he asked urgently, "Really?" But soon there was a dilemma, "Tomorrow is grandpa's election, I don't say anything, won't it be good?" ”

Qin Xianglin smiled and patted Da Shu's shoulder and said, "You only need to say three words!" ”

"Three sentences?" The big tree frowned, looking confused.

Qin Xianglin nodded and said, "Your first sentence said: Chu Liancheng is my father, my name is Chu Liancheng, and I am Qin Xianglin's good brother!" ”

"Chu Liancheng is my father, my name is Chu Liancheng, and I am Qin Xianglin's good brother? This is the first sentence, but what about the second sentence? The big tree asked Qin Xianglin innocently.

"In the second sentence, you just said: My father died in the hands of Mu Changchun, and it was instigated by Jin Beihuang, and we are inseparable from Beitangkou!"

"In the last sentence, you say: How was our Xitangkou when my father was alive, and it will be the same in the future!"

"Is that all?" Big Tree asked suspiciously.

"That's all!" Qin Xianglin nodded and said.

"Wouldn't it be too easy?" Big Tree asked.

"No!" Qin Xianglin shook his head.

"And what if someone is not convinced?" Big Tree asked again.

Qin Xianglin lit a cigarette and said with a faint smile: "I think which one has the courage to disagree?" ”