A gust of yin wind, a wisp of blue and gray soul power, the intersection of the two produced a very strong power, this power immediately shook Liao Laodao a few meters away, before he could react to fear, Yi Xiaochen rushed up, stuck his neck with one arm, and asked coldly: "Why do you do that?" ”

Liao Laodao was stuck in the neck of the owner, and he was almost out of breath: "Take people's money and solve disasters for others... You... What the hell are you? ”

Staring at the frightened and somewhat distorted old face, Yi Xiaochen felt disgusted, the strength in his hand was a few points stronger, seeing that the luster in Lao Dao's eyes was about to disappear, and the crisp sound of an object landing on the ground startled Yi Xiaochen, at that moment, the familiar feeling and taste quickly rushed Yi Xiaochen's brain, making him can't help but let go of his hand, and Liao Laodao picked up a life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yi Xiaochen stretched out his hand and groped on the ground for a moment, took a smooth and translucent object in his hand, and looked at it through the faint light on the side of the road, Yi Xiaochen was stunned, this turned out to be a small piece of broken heart jade. Turning his head to look at the old thing with a dirty heart, Yi Xiaochen was irritable for no reason, he squatted down and grabbed the old thing: "Where did this thing come from?" ”

Liao Laodao took a breath and said, "You, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"Where did it come from?"

Yi Xiaochen's voice was already irritable, and his right hand stuck the neck of the master Liao Lao Dao again, this time, Liao Lao Dao didn't dare to talk nonsense, and said urgently: "Steal... Steal... Stole it...."

Hearing this, Yi Xiaochen let go of his hand, he held this piece of jade tightly, it seemed small and ordinary, but it harmed the abstinence of greed, harmed himself, and harmed the Qingfeng Guan cultivators for generations. At this point, Yi Xiaochen didn't plan to kill this old thing, he said in a low voice: "If you want to live, just tell this honestly, otherwise, I will make your life and death undecided!" ”

Liao Laodao stared at the blood-red Mu Zi, the greed and viciousness in his heart had already been overwhelmed by cowardice, and the matter had come to this point, he could only nod and make a sign of obedience.

When the sun jumps out of the horizon again, a new day begins, but people are still alive in their orbits.

Ma Lao Liu stayed in the bedroom until dawn, and then walked out of the bedroom with his wife in fright, but there was no one in the living room, and the bottle that wanted to kill people was placed on the coffee table, Ma Lao Liu walked over tremblingly, looked down, and the bright glass coffee table was actually marked out with an unknown thing: "Uncle, the love of the bun, I changed it, the bottle, it's okay!" ”

At this point, Ma Lao Liu's legs were weak, slumped on the sofa, and now he knew that he had met the true God, an inconspicuous god helped him escape a catastrophe, at this time, there was a burst of sirens outside the door, open the door to see, the mouth of the West Corner Hutong has long been surrounded by people, familiar neighbors saw Ma Lao Liu, and said loudly: "Lao Liu, hurry up and see, the ruffian is dead..."

This sentence is no less than an earthquake for Ma Lao Liu, the villain profiteer who always bullied himself died, Ma Lao Liu walked to the curb, looked at it a few times, and coldly saw the fat strongman who was looking for trouble yesterday, but this scoundrel and himself glanced at each other, and immediately trembled like a mouse, these inexplicable changes made Ma Lao Liu's heart unable to calm down, and even until he died, he didn't know who the beggar was that day.

When the whole town was in an uproar because of the dead man, in the dilapidated hotel next to the train station, in the innermost room on the third floor, Yi Xiaochen sat at the window, looking at the flow of people at the station, but his right hand was clutching the broken heart jade, which was like a thorn in his eye.

Behind him, Liao Laodao was holding a cigarette roll, and at this time he was wearing torn work clothes, just like those coolies outside.

"Master, when I meet you, I admit it, this thing is really stolen by me."

In a nutshell, there was no useful information, which made Yi Xiaochen frown, he put the broken heart jade in his pocket, turned around and walked in front of Liao Laodao: "Have you ever experienced the feeling of death?" ”

Such bland words made Liao Laodao, who couldn't let go of his mind, nervous again, his eyes opened angrily, with more whites and less black, but this appearance really couldn't scare a person who had even seen zombies and drought.

"This thing was really stolen, I just felt that this thing had a different taste, it should be a treasure, so I stole it!"

"Baby?" Hearing these two words, Yi Xiaochen laughed, followed him and changed his face suddenly, and stepped forward to press Liao Laodao to the ground: "If he is a baby, my arm is missing because of something, and why did the master of corruption quit die?" Say, you despicable thing! ”

"Say, tell me about your ancestors." Liao Laodao was also anxious: "What does it matter to you that I make money?" Do you have to ask where a rotten stone comes from? What if the source is found? Your arm is gone, and the man of your mouth is dead! ”

These words seem to be ordinary, but the truth is real, Yi Xiaochen was stunned, the moment was silent, the house fell into loneliness again, Liao Laodao was tortured by the kid in front of him and went crazy, he got up and said: "Boy, if you want to kill, kill me, if you don't kill me, I'll leave!" ”

Seeing that Yi Xiaochen didn't react, Liao Laodao really dared to turn around and leave, but he didn't think that Yi Xiaochen spoke before he went out: "This piece of jade is called Broken Heart Jade, it is an evil thing, there must be a large number of treasures where the evil thing is, people die for money, you are so shameless and despicable, do you want to get this batch of treasures?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Liao Laodao stopped and sneered: "Boy, Lao Dao eats more salt than you eat, don't fool me here, people love money, but you have to live to spend it!" ”

"Life, I can keep you alive, believe it or not?"

This sentence is obviously more tempting than treasure, Liao Laodao is fifty years old this year, and he has been jumping for a few years, so he is unscrupulous and squandering money, in vain to enjoy the fun of this moment.

Under this temptation, Liao Lao Dao hesitated again and again, but he didn't step out of the door, he turned around and looked at the kid in front of him, and after a while, he spoke: "Boy, Lao Dao loves money and spares his life, Lao Dao asks you a word, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"People!"

"Then why is your corpse heavier than the dead?"

Yi Xiaochen got up and put the small piece of broken heart jade in Liao Laodao's hand: "Take me to find his source, as long as I don't die, you will always live!" ”

Staring at those dark eyes, the greed in Liao Laodao's heart made him can't help but follow the path where Yi Xiaochen is.

In the suburbs, Liao Laodao chartered a long-distance van, on the car, Yi Xiaochen sat in the back in a daze, in front, Liao Laodao and the driver nonsense, from the beginning of the car, this old guy's mouth has not been idle, the driver is also a chatter, the two just got together, while talking, Liao Laodao looked in the rearview mirror, Yi Xiaochen kept looking out of the window, and the worries between his eyebrows were not at all like what he should have at this age.