Chapter Seventy-Five: The Miserable Whitebeard Old Way

"Woooooooooo......oo Woohoo......"

The whitebeard responded in his own way, and no one in the courtyard of the snack bar understood.

"You said you whined, which Chinese language is this? Come on, Master Ben will help you get out of the way, and you can say something I can understand. Shang Jinchang pulled the rag from the mouth of the white-bearded old man, and before the old man could speak, a person suddenly rushed behind Shang Jinchang and slapped the white-bearded old man in the face. The crisp sound of "pop" suddenly resounded throughout the courtyard, which shows the force of this slap.

"You dead liar, I'll beat you to death." After the slap, the man raised his hand and wanted to pump again, but was stopped by Shang Jinchang.

"Stop, stop, you put your hand down first, it's so close, you're not afraid that he will bite you?" Shang Jinchang pointed to the palm of this person's hand and said, "Quickly wipe the blood off his hands, he is a person who was bitten by zombies, and the blood is poisonous, be careful of infection." ”

This man was none other than the Demoman who had just been rescued. As soon as the demoman heard Shang Jinchang's words, he immediately reacted, and his blood-stained hand gestured on his clothes, stopped halfway, and hurriedly ran to the snack bar house, probably to find the faucet.

At this time, the white-bearded old man relieved himself from the golden stars in the sky, and said with a painful expression: "Master Shang, please save me, my tricks are all lies, nothing happened the first few times, who knew that this time would be like this." I know now that I was wrong, you are the real master. I don't want to die yet, help me. ”

"Save you, how to save it? Have you been bitten by a zombie? It's this leg, right? Master Shang said and pinched the leg where the whitebeard old man was bleeding, and the pain made the white-bearded old man scream "ah", and even claimed "yes", and tears suddenly flowed out.

"Oops! I can save you, but I'm very expensive here. Master Shang wiped his hands, pinched his chin and said.

"How much money, I'll give, I will give you all the money I have cheated in the past few years." The white-bearded old man actually cried, and his big snot flowed out, looking extremely miserable. If someone who doesn't know the situation sees it, most of them will think that this fat man is abusing the elderly.

At this time, the blaster who ran to the snack bar to wash his hands happened to run back, and when he heard Shang Jinchang's words, he hurriedly said, "Master Shang, you can't save it." He made everyone miserable, let him die. ”

As soon as the demoman said this, several people immediately echoed him, offering to leave him alone and let the old man of Whitebeard fend for himself.

"There's some truth to what you're saying. But if you don't save it, you can't do it, who will make this master kind-hearted. Shang Jinchang untied the rope in the white-bearded old man's hand, asked for a pen and paper from Sister Feng, slapped it beside him, and said, "Write, IOU." Use your real name and don't try to lie to me. When Master Ben is free, let's count it. ”

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man immediately turned over with difficulty, picked up a gel pen and began to write on paper. But before he could finish writing two words, he was stopped by Shang Jinchang.

"Stop." Shang Jinchang picked up the rag that he had ripped out of the mouth of the white-bearded old man and threw it in front of him, saying, "Wipe the big snot on your face first, don't fall on the paper." Otherwise, it will not affect the effectiveness of the contract, and this master is disgusting. ”

That rag was not clean, it was thrown to the ground by Shang Jinchang just now and stained with a little mud, and after the white-bearded old man wiped it with it, he suddenly became a big face, with a big snot, saliva, and mud, not to mention how disgusting.

The white-bearded old man was writing there, and Shang Jinchang dragged a bag from the crowd, like Sister Feng's secretary, to supervise the work to see if the contract format written by the white-bearded old man was correct and whether it could take effect.

Just when the white-bearded old man wrote about the amount of arrears, Shang Jinchang stopped him again.

"Stop, stop, you have been swindling everywhere for several years, and it took you to cheat 200,000 yuan? What about fooling the ghost, Sister Feng, you made 100,000 yuan in this transaction, when this master is mentally retarded? Shang Jinchang lowered his face.

"Master Shang, I really only have so much. In the past few years, I took over a small business, and I didn't make much money, and Sister Feng hasn't given me the money this time, so I really don't have any money. Whitebeard looked pitiful.

"Out of money? Well, I won't save you, Master Ben is very busy. Master Shang said and was about to walk away.

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man hurriedly stopped Shang Jinchang and raised the arrears to 500,000, saying that he was going to borrow from someone else.

After the IOU was written, Shang Jinchang did not go to detoxify the whitebeard old man after putting it away, but rolled his eyes and said, "No, everyone else has been infused by yin qi, why are you okay?" Say, is there any treasure in you? Take it out and I'll take a look. ”

"No, no baby, I ate an unknown herb when I was a child, it must have worked." Whitebeard struggled backwards and leaned back on the back seat of the van.

"What herbs to eat, why haven't I heard of such herbs? You must have a treasure in you. After Shang Jinchang finished speaking, he actually held down the white-bearded old man and searched for it.

After only a while, Shang Jinchang let go of the white-bearded old man, and looked at a white bone fragment engraved with patterns in his hand with a lewd smile.

"Haha, good baby. Disciple, I have given it to you for the teacher. Shang Jinchangle spoke up and threw the bone fragment at Kong Lingqi.

After Kong Lingqi caught the bone fragment, he didn't even look at it, and immediately put it away closely. This is a treasure that can prevent yin qi from entering the body, and the fewer people who know that they have this thing, the better.

The master and apprentice were very excited, but the white-bearded old man was heartbroken.

"It's gone, it's all gone." The white-bearded old man was blank, the big snot that had just been wiped off flowed out again, and his poisoned and blackened lips were muttering one by one, which was obviously a portrayal of a mental breakdown. The guy who lost his life, he can't lie anymore.

"Okay, for the sake of your filial piety to this master, this master will take action to save your life." Shang Jinchang turned back to Kong Lingqi and said, "Apprentice, you go and get a bucket of black dog blood, plus ten catties of glutinous rice, and then collect the saliva of a hundred people, and use the Jiuyang Harmony I taught you to add water to dissolve." After adjusting it, take a bath for Master Xing, soak it for an hour at sunset every day, and the corpse poison will naturally be resolved after seven days. As for the cost, you pay it in advance, and then ask him when he is better. ”

"Jiuyang Harmony **?" Kong Lingqi was stunned, Shang Jinchang had never taught him this kind of **.

"Oops! I said what kind of memory do you have, Jiuyang Harmony **, is the one I taught you on the eighth day of the first month of last month. You must hurry up, you must soak Master Xing once at sunset today, otherwise he will become a zombie early tomorrow morning, and he will not be able to save the immortals when they come. Shang Jinchang frowned, the muscles on his face reorganized, and his expression changed.