Another week later, Han Hongwen's family returned from Jeju Island.

Neither he nor his dad dreamed of it again.

Han Hongwen invited me to his house for dinner, which was a family banquet.

Family dinners, what to eat, how it tastes, are all secondary, and it is important to show the relationship.

Everyone can get close and close.

I was a little afraid to go.

I think I was one of the murderers of Han Hongwen's son.

They were so enthusiastic about me just because they didn't know it yet.

Eventually, I went.

The face must always be faced.

The Han family arrived quite well, Han's father, Han's mother, Han Hongwen, and his wife were all there.

After eating, Han Hongwen handed me a bank card and said that there were 200,000 yuan in it and six zeros in the password, which was regarded as my revenge for helping him settle the matter.

He also said that if I have trouble in the future, just look for him.

Han Hongwen, as the right-hand man of the richest man in H City, still has the confidence to say this.

In a way, this sentence is worth more than the 200,000.

I looked at the bank card and didn't take it right away.

I hesitated for a moment, but I still told them about me breaking the Four Elephants Bureau, accidentally releasing Fang Qifo, and indirectly killing Han Hongwen's son.

The smile that originally bloomed on the faces of their family was gone.

Han Hongwen's wife got up, went to the kitchen, took a kitchen knife, and rushed out.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! ”

She screamed and rushed at me.

Han Hongwen hurriedly hugged her.

Han's mother snatched the kitchen knife from her hand.

"What a fuss!"

Han's father slapped the table and went back to the room.

A banquet broke up.

I left without taking that card.

A week later, I received a courier from Han Hongwen.

I opened the courier and there was nothing in it except a bank card.

I went to the ATM, entered the password six zeros, and saw that there were 500,000 in the card, more than double the 200,000 last time.

I took the card and walked out.

Thinking of the empty envelope in the rental house, I understood what Han Hongwen meant.

I get rid of evil spirits, he pays, and that's a business.

No one owes anyone.

The friendship I talked about at the family banquet before is gone.

Everyone will still be strangers when they meet in the future.

I understood what he meant, so I accepted the card, and I was indeed short of money.

With these 500,000 yuan, I feel that I have a bottom all of a sudden.

With money, what I want to do is naturally open a door.

Tongbai Palace, as a major sect of Xuanmen, cannot exist only on the Internet forever.

I rented a storefront, just across the street from Gu Mingyi's café.

The boss was old and didn't want to do it anymore, so he went home and took his grandson.

The rent in this area is not too expensive, just right for me.

This store was originally a teahouse, and the decoration was antique, with tables, chairs, benches, doors and windows all made of wood, antique, and carved.

I didn't move.

Although I opened a hall, there must be a pretense, just like God counts Li, although it is a fortune teller, but he calls it folk consultation.

I'm the same, my cousin is still a teahouse.

I changed the signboard and went to do a business registration.

Half a month later, my hall, or teahouse, opened.

In the morning, I put nine colored cannons at the door, and hung a wooden plaque engraved with the words "Tongbai Palace", and the entire opening ceremony was completed.

I originally thought that the first guest of my teahouse would be Gu Mingyi.

I'm going to treat him to a drink.

But unexpectedly, he had no one.

He didn't come to the café. I asked the waiters at the café, and they didn't know where Gu Mingyi had gone. I called Gu Mingyi, but no one answered the phone. I've been reading his novels for two or three days.

In the end, the first guest at my teahouse was a middle-aged man.

He looked like he was in his forties and fifties, with very dark skin, and wore a dirty camouflage uniform, which he was supposed to do manual work on the construction site.

This man is very interesting.

The first thing he did when he entered my teahouse was not to ask what kind of tea there was.

"Is there any wine?" He asked.

I was stunned for a moment, shook my head, and said:

"This is the teahouse."

"I don't have any wine, what kind of teahouse to open!"

The man was upset and left.

The first business of my teahouse was so yellow, which is really not a good sign. However, I don't care, after all, I don't really plan to eat in a teahouse.

Without guests, I'm happy to be idle.

Brewing a pot of tea, lighting a stick of incense, lying on a rocking chair, burning incense and tasting tea, it is still very emotional.

The recliner swayed, and I closed my eyes comfortably and began to comb through what had happened recently.

In the Topaz Tiger Fu, there is a ghost. This ghost probably knows about the so-called Heaven Cutting Technique. That Heaven Interception Technique is likely to have something to do with Fang La.

There seem to be two groups of people interested in this sky-cutting technique.

One group is the person who carved the red fire talisman on the tiger talisman, and this group of people is likely to have obtained the technique of cutting the sky.

Another group of people who are interested in the art of cutting the sky is likely to be the one who later removed the two tiger talismans. This wave of people should also know the technique of cutting the sky, but their movements are one step slower than the previous group of people.

And three years ago, it was very likely that the people who calculated me were in the same group as the people in the previous group, that is, the people who carved the red fire talisman, not in the same group, or at least connected.

It's a pity that the clues are all broken.

"Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu...... Wake up...... Wake up......"

I felt someone pushing me.

When I opened my eyes, it was Liangzi.

"Why are you here?" I asked Liang Zi.

Liang Zi smiled and said, "This is not Brother Qiu, your new store is open, I will patronize it." ”

I poured Liang Zi a cup of tea.

"As your captain's right-hand man, you are a busy man, can you have time to come to my small shop for tea? Say, what's the matter. It's not like you. ”

"It's still Brother Qiu, you are wise and martial."

Liang Zi touched the back of his head awkwardly and flattered me.

"In Xiacheng District, a fifteen-year-old junior high school student, Huang Shirong, poured a bucket of gasoline into the mourning hall where his parents were at his grandfather's funeral and burned him alive."

I was stunned for a moment.

Although this case can be regarded as a human tragedy, the murderer knows it, and the rest is to arrest people.

What are you looking for me for?

Don't......

"This Huang Shirong is on the way?" I asked.

Liang Zi nodded and said, "Yes." This Huang Shirong said that he was not Huang Shirong, but his grandfather, Huang Dequan. ”

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At the detention center, I met Huang Shirong. He was chained to an iron chair in the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, just me and Huang Shirong, it was very dark and quiet.

Before entering the door, Liang Zi gave me a stack of information about Huang Shirong's family.

I looked down at the materials.

"Who are you?" Huang Shirong spoke.

The voice he spoke did not resemble that of a fifteen-year-old boy who was in the process of changing his voice. His voice was low, dry, and hoarse, like that of an old man in his sixties and seventies who was dying.

"The one who sent you down." I say.

"Go down?"

Huang Shirong was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he cautiously asked me:

"Sir, you said that I went down, how would Lord Yama sentence me?"

I looked up at him with a blank expression.

**********

Today, Monday, I went to see the new book hits.

I've been hanging around in the thirties and forties, but I don't know why I suddenly jumped to about twenty.

I searched around on my computer and mobile phone, and there were no new recommendations, or the recommendations in the free area on the client in the previous two weeks.

My curiosity rose all of a sudden, and I silently went to the group and asked the big guy.

I didn't expect it to be seen by the editor.

The editor gave me a lot of face, didn't say it in the group, and secretly sent me a private message.

"This number of clicks is really not high, which is normal."

Me: "......"

Well, then I can only thank you, readers.

Without you, I wouldn't have been able to climb the rankings.

Finally, let's collect it again.

When I uploaded this chapter, there were already 88 of them, and there were 12 left.

As I said, break 100, I'll add another chapter.