After all, Zhao Que can make a move on this old man regardless of his identity and face, but he can't.

He is the owner of the farm.

The owner of the village must be benevolent, righteous and moral, courteous and honest.

Sigh~

Taking a deep breath, Murong He said to the old man opposite: "I can give you the title deed, but the transfer will have to wait until the door opens tomorrow." ”

Zhenyangzi looked as if he was afraid that the duck would fly, "No, the transfer will wait for tomorrow, the title deed of the house, you give it to me now, you give it to me, I am steady, let's continue the next few rounds, after all, this is the territory of your Murong Villa, my old man is weak, and his heart is uneasy." ”

Weak ......

Everyone looked at Zhao Que who was still twitching when he fell to the ground.

The potential single is indeed a potential single, but this force is weak......

After a pause, Zhenyangzi continued, "Besides, old man, my request is not too much, you lose, I win, I just get back what I changed, Murong Zhuang shouldn't seize it, right?" ”

A handful of anger burned in Murong He's chest.

This fire seems to have been burning for decades.

From the moment he lost to the emperor's pants of the Great Xia Dynasty, a fire burned in his chest, but later, this fire was forcibly forgotten by him.

Today......

All of this was too similar to that day, and the fire became even more intense.

"Okay, take the title deed!"

Murong He said word by word.

The bookkeeper on one side shook his eyelids and shook his body, "The owner." ”

Murong He gritted his teeth, but he wanted to make a calm posture of a hero, "Go and take it, I am willing to gamble and lose, it is justified." ”

Zhenyangzi immediately said: "Murong Villa, worthy of being the first in the world, such a bearing, the Sanhetang of the Great Xia Dynasty is incomparable." ”

As soon as he heard the three words of Sanhetang, Murong He almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurted out. ，

At that time, Murong Villa and Sanhetang fought for a year in order to compete for the right to occupy the lakes and sea areas on the border between the Great Xia Dynasty and the Southern Liang Dynasty.

In the end, Murong Villa, together with the Hui Gang of the Great Xia Dynasty and the witch Gu people of the Great Xia Dynasty, defeated the old hall master of Sanhe Hall, and won the contest without glory.

Because of this incident, the reputation of Murong Villa has been solid and foul in the rivers and lakes for several years.

It wasn't until a few years later that people began to forget.

Now the old man on the other side mentioned it again, still in this way.

Murong He's gloomy gaze stared at the old man, trying to find something from the bottom of his eyes.

What this old man brought to him was not only the threat of the moment, but also the kind of intimidation that seemed to come from a long time ago.

This old man, as if he had traveled through the years, came directly from the depths of his memory, from his youth, to humiliate him in old age.

This feeling is really making people want to die on the spot.

The bookkeeper looked at Murong He's expression, felt Murong He's attitude on his face, sighed heavily, glanced at the old man opposite resentfully, and turned his head to get the land deed.

The crowd waited silently.

It was a night I will never forget.

But in a moment, the bookkeeper trembled his hands and held a small box to the table.

The key opens the box, touches the mechanism, and the lid of the box pops open, revealing the title deed inside.

Murong He worked hard to adjust his mentality, made a generous gesture, raised his hand, and said to Zhenyangzi: "The title deed of the house, all the real estate of Murong Villa, all here." ”

Zhenyangzi unceremoniously reached for it.

The bookkeeper really wanted to bite the dead old man's hand and bite it off directly.

However, he was just thinking about it.

When Mr. Bookkeeper staged how he rubbed Zhenyangzi on the spot, Zhenyangzi happily took out the title deed in the box and looked at them one by one.

Murong He......

"What? Are you still afraid that I will cheat? ”

Zhenyangzi smiled and said, "That's right! ”

Murong He......

Can he vomit blood?

Tons of the kind!

Really, I can't hold it anymore.

More painful than urgency.

Enduring the pain in his chest, Murong He said: "The title deed of the house is all here, and when it dawns tomorrow, the transfer will be possible, now, let's continue?" ”

said that he would continue, but he already had the answer in his heart, and continuing was also losing.

You can only lose even worse.

His only hope now is that those two young men will be arrested, and then everything here will be overturned.

I'm so anxious, why don't you do it.

At this moment, Murong He was more desperate than Su Qing to hope that Su Qing and them would go to save people soon.

Just as Murong He's words fell, a high-pitched and powerful voice sounded in the crowd.

"Let one go, let one go."

The voice rang out suddenly, and everyone turned back to look.

The crowd automatically cracked a crack.

Following the cracked crack, Murong He looked over, and at a glance saw the people coming from the crowd on the opposite side, Murong He really almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Their Hubu Shangshu in Nanliang was tied up by those two young people.

On the chest of the Tobe Shangshu, there is his big seal.

Along the way, swaying from side to side.

Swing, swing~

Murong He only felt a little top-heavy.

He was looking forward to the people who would save people, but he didn't go!

They went to arrest Tobe Shangshu.

It's time to transfer ownership here!

This......

Murong He wanted to catch his breath, but he couldn't.

With one hand propped up on the table and the other on his chest, he ...... It's so hard.

Zhenyangzi said with a smile: "It's okay now, you don't have to wait until tomorrow, you can transfer the account now." ”

As Zhenyangzi's words fell, Su Qing kicked Nanliang's household book down in front of the table.

The head of the household book stumbled, and the person went straight to the table.

His arms were tied behind his back, and his body hit the edge of the table hard, his painful features twisted.

Qin Su pointed to the title deed, and said to the head of the household: "The owner of Murong Villa, in front of the people of Kyoto, lost Murong Villa to my grandfather, this is the title deed, and I bother Lord Shangshu to give it to a household." ”

Murong He......

Didn't you come to the rescue?

Don't hurry up to save people, what are you doing in such a hurry!

It's as if you're here to enclose the land.

There is no work to focus on! There is no sense of responsibility!

Is!

Tobe Shangshu's face was blue and swollen, and he was beaten a lot on the way here.

The bruised eyelids struggled to open a slit and looked towards Murong He.

Murong He stood there with a black face.

What can he do!

In front of so many people, do you regret it?

How could he have thought that these two Yaksha went to arrest Tobe Shangshu!

He almost broke his hand when he pinched his fist, and Murong He maintained the chivalrous demeanor of a generation of village owners, and said, "I'm tired of Lord Shangshu." ”

Tobe Shangshu ......

I'm ~

I'm still waiting for you to save me!

So, now, you're watching me become like this, and you're going to let me transfer your ownership?!

Murong He......

Or else?

What can I do!

So many eyes staring at it!

Tobe Shangshu ......

Why are there so many people? If you don't know how to win, why gamble.

Murong He......

"Let's transfer the ownership."

Tobe Shangshu ......

Su Qing cut the rope on the arm of the head of the household book with a knife, and took out a large thick book from his arms.

Above, it is used by the household department to record cases.

Qin Su took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from his arms.

The rice paper was spread in front of the Hubu Shangshu, and Qin Su made a very gentlemanly gesture of please.

All......

I'll go!

This melon is so big tonight!