The ghost put pen to paper.

"With it, you deserve to be the help of the Water Gang of Fish."

The implication is that he instructed Ma Jingtian to be the helper.

Killing people is not too much, and ghosts want to kill people, and there are many methods.

But the incident of the mass grave earlier made him realize that before his strength was restored, it was not advisable to act rashly, lest those lackeys find his traces.

Just that little bit, he was already a headache enough, too lazy to deal with other people.

Ma Jingtian would be a very good knife.

Ma Jingtian hurriedly picked up the page, and the master added a few words of exercise mantra at the end of the paper.

Although it is only a few words, but those few lines, Ma Jingtian read it a few times, and it was like an enlightenment, and he suddenly realized.

A few strokes of the ghost have changed the shortcomings of "Shui Yuan Gong only repairs the outside, not the inside".

Originally, the Shui Yuan Gong was no more than a human-level intermediate exercise, but it was changed by the ghost and gave birth to a yellow-level intermediate exercise.

"Thank you."

The horse was overjoyed.

"Thank you."

The gang members of the Water Ray Gang also cheered, and they naturally did not want to accept outsiders as gang leaders, but now the deputy gang leader has become the gang leader, and his strength has reached a higher level, which is a good thing.

"Come on, serve the wine and ......"

Ma was so happy that he even left the injuries on his body behind, and with a wave of his hand, he asked the turtle to serve good wine and food, and he wanted to call a few Oiran to wait.

When the words came to his lips, Ma Jingtian was silent when he saw the ghost's face.

The tall man was handsome, and when the girls in the pavilion saw him, it was like seeing honey, and they couldn't wait to stick to it.

But I heard the people in Taoyao Pavilion say that the master sat here for two nights, not to mention calling the girl, but he didn't even look at the girl.

Ma Jingtian laughed twice, took the wine sent by the turtle father, and motioned to his subordinates to have fun.

Oni Hu drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

It was already early in the morning, and the corner of his eye had subconsciously glanced up the street several times, but there was still no trace of that small point.

His "small movements" did not hide from the horse's shocking eyes.

"Master, are you in a bad mood?"

Ma Jingtian poured a glass of wine, and the ghost Hu drank it dry again in one gulp, without saying anything.

"For women?"

The ghost's wine glass shook slightly.

His performance was so obvious, his little caution was seen through, and the ghost became more and more unhappy.

"What happened to me at the time, it turned out to be a woman. Kung fu business, you are a master, a woman's business, I am a master, after all, I have more than a dozen concubines. ”

The horse shook his gossip face and stepped forward.

"Master, you must have quarreled with your sweetheart."

It's not a sweetheart, someone who annoys him every day.

Oni snorted.

"There are only two ways to deal with women. As soon as she is beaten, if she is disobedient, she will be beaten until she is obedient! ”

The horse shook the sky and said twice.

Onihu glanced at him coldly.

Ma couldn't laugh anymore.

"The first method doesn't work, we have a second method, and that is to rely on coaxing. Just do what you like. Master, what does your sweetheart like? ”

What do you like?

Ghost Boy thought about it carefully.

"I like to take advantage of people, I like to kill people, and I like power and money."

Xin Lin, who the ghost knows, is just such a hobby.

Forehead......

Ma was stunned.

"What, there's a problem?"

Oni Hu asked rhetorically.

"It's really special to be worthy of being the sweetheart of a master."

Ma Jingtian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.