“…… Biography, black, white, none, and constant ......"

Qiao Santan was calm, stood with his hands behind his back, put on a stubborn appearance, and gave orders loudly.

I only heard a respectful voice from outside the hall: "Back to Uncle Qiao's words, the black and white impermanence envoy was entangled in official business and left the haunted house first." ”

Du Baichuan snorted coldly: "These two ghosts are fast!" ”

didn't wait for Bao Yuan to hum the words "Jiren has his own natural appearance" from his mouth, and listened to the subordinates of Tsing Yi outside the hall to continue: "Back to Uncle Qiao, when the two envoys of black and white impermanence were about to leave the haunted house, they had copied all the Yang Shou of Bao Xiaoye, and specially ordered the small ones to be transferred to Uncle Qiao and Du Qiye for inspection, so as to act." ”

"Bring it in!"

Qiao Santan sneered, and said to himself in his heart: "Hmph...... Black and white impermanence is always two ghosts, before the big thing, black and white impermanence is quite good at meeting left and right, afraid of doing things that set fire to the body, and slipping faster than a rabbit with wings......" The man in Tsing Yi came in, Qiao Santan snorted coldly and asked: "Did you say what you did when Black and White Impermanence left?" Tsing Yi's subordinates replied: "Back to Uncle Qiao, black and white impermanence received a flying letter, there is a construction site in Xianyang, after the developer occupied the land, the seedling subsidy was not issued, the two sides actually used earth cannons and machetes, killing and injuring more than 20 people, and an official in a certain place in Hebei put the petitioner in a mortuary, on the verge of death......

"Alright, let's go down!"

Du Baichuan listened impatiently and snorted coldly: "Damn! Can these chickens and dogs be called troublesome? What day will no one die? There are not hundreds or thousands of such and pee things a day, I don't do it early, I don't do it late, I don't do it at a critical time, black and white impermanence, see how I clean you up? ”

Qiao Santan whispered, "Old Seven." Nowadays, you are speaking more and more loudly...... How to clean up? Black and white impermanence listens to the tune in the haunted house and does not listen to the announcement, the second ghost can leave the haunted house at any time, and can come to the haunted house at any time, black and white impermanence leaves the haunted house at this moment to perform his duties, what do you bear with him? ”

So to speak.

Du Baichuan closed his stinky mouth.

None of them spoke. Do you want to see how the two of them took away the thousand-year-old Yang Shou? Alas, Bao Yuan is about to go to the execution ground!

Qiao Santan opened the Lanjuan rice paper presented by Tsing Yi's subordinates, and read softly: "Bao Yuan, the first year of the Republic of China, 1921, June 13, Zi Shi was born in Jindi at three quarters. Emperor Xudu Grant: Another 124 years of Bao Yuan's Yangshou, Bao Yuan has lived one hundred and four years in the Yangshi, and there are still one hundred and four years of Yangshou remaining......"

Bao Yuan listened, and no longer believed it, his own was indeed Bao Yuan during the Republic of China.

Black and white are impermanent, and you can't be mistaken.

Then, the news of the mysterious organization to which Mr. Skim belongs is not good enough, Mr. Skim only knows Bao Yuan's present life and this life, and does not know the past life!

I heard Qiao Santan continue to say: "Little Master Bao won the bid for Jiang Taigong in the hands of the three fools of the Northern Sect. There is no red knife payment, according to the haunted house yin and yang regulations. Mrs. Bao deserves to pay for the thousand-year-old Yang Shou, this life and this life will be painted for one hundred orders and four years, the next life will be four years for chicken life, and the next life will be three years for sheep life......"

Song Peng, Ping Sigui, and Fatty Mao looked at each other, and said in their hearts: "Old Bao, old Bao, buddy really wants to help you share it." The four of us will do the business of the earth immortals together, although it is in your hands to lose money, the buddies are willing to give you the thunder...... There's no way, people look down on buddies' cheap lives, saying that buddies' Yangshou is as old as and worthless. What to do? The millennium Yangshou has to bear it yourself, cough cough, what is this called breaking the ball......"

Indeed, if you don't want it, your own life is really worthless from some angles!

Detective Qiao San weaved a lot of long stories.

All of them are talking about Bao Yuan's next life, the next life, and the next life, saying that Bao Yuan will be reincarnated in the next life, chickens, sheep, dogs, cows, pigs, donkeys, snakes, grasshoppers, etc., and then they can be reincarnated as people.

I don't know if Qiao Santan is deliberately scaring Bao Yuan, or if he is telling the truth.

In short, Bao Yuan listened to a big fat sweat.

Bao Yuan cleared his throat and sighed: "Alas...... Lao Ping, Lao Fat, Lao Song, Jiu Ye...... Shrew, you are also here for Lao Tzu...... Alas, Bao Xiaoye I am famous, coming, because a broken bamboo pole actually took a thousand years of yang life, and he couldn't move in the yang world for 79 years, and he would die when he was born, brothers, don't be sad after Lao Tzu dies, don't be sad, don't be sad, don't stop the journey of the great revolution of the earth immortals, and carry out the tomb robbery to the end......"

"Alas......"

Sun Panzi, Song Peng, Fei Mao, and Ping Sigui were speechless, and they really didn't know how to comfort them.

What should not be spoken, but spoken.

Ashirui said with a straight face: "What are you afraid of?" What are you afraid of...... Mrs. Bao can be called a blessing to the sky, and the blessing is like the East China Sea forever, how can he die like this? Bao Xiaoye doesn't still have a surplus of Yangshou, as long as Bao Xiaoye ascends to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the imperial power is through the underworld, isn't painting Yangshou just a matter of money, how big is it...... In the future, won't we have to scavenge from the poor ghosts? Back then, it was natural for the First Emperor to levy millions of people to build the Great Wall and the Imperial Tomb...... Little Master Bao became the emperor, what do you want, the poor ghosts dare to complain and block him......" The tirade persuaded by Ashirui is here again, and I don't know where I learned a banning word, but it is very descriptive.

Bao Yuanxin said: "When will you return the emperor,!" But he didn't say it.

It doesn't matter what others think.

The sea of brains came out: "When Little Master Bao became the emperor, even if he did something wrong, he could only say that he did it right, and the historians, civil ministers, military generals, and poor ghosts could only sing praises as always...... Back then, when the First Emperor built the Afang Palace, I remember that many people said something to stop them, and they were immediately exterminated by the Nine Clans...... As long as Mrs. Bao becomes the emperor, it is guaranteed that no one in the world dares to tell the truth, your fart is reasonable, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, when the time comes, we will take it back, it is very easy! ”

Qiao Santan ignored Ashrui's.

Du Baichuan snorted coldly: "Hmph, when you are the emperor, Little Master Bao, I really don't see that you still have such a big life!" There was a thorn in the words.

Song Pengxin said: "If you don't be imprisoned in Tanggula Mountain after the death of the emperor, then it's okay, as long as you don't engage in dictatorship, don't use bullshit to paralyze the people, the public is in the world, everyone has a house to live in, everyone has a car to drive, there is reason to speak, there is a bend to the trial, very good, nothing is not okay!" ”

Between words.

Qiao Santan had already completed the contract with a flicker.

Du Baichuan took it in his hand and read it aloud: "Yangshou transfer deed: Today, the little master of the Bao family Bao Yuan won the three confused Jiang Taigong God fishing in the haunted house, because the little master Bao is shy in his pocket and is unable to repay the 100 million and 500 billion red knife treasures, after friendly negotiation between the two parties, Bao Xiaotai is willing to use his 79th Yangshou as the red knife treasure, once signed, it will take effect immediately, and it cannot be reversed...... If there is remorse, Bao Xiaoye needs to double the return, this, the life contract is sacrificed with blood, and the sacrifice is a prophecy, and this contract is notarized by the two people...... If Mrs. Bao has no objection, Du will be executed, haha! ”

Song Peng, Fei Mao, Ping Sigui, and Sun Panzi drooped their heads.

Bao Yuan was stunned at first, and immediately said with great righteousness: "Come on, isn't it the seventy-ninth Yangshou, take it, if you are afraid, it will not be my little master Bao!" ”

Du Baichuan took out a short sword from his body and stabbed the word "life" on Bao Yuan's left hand.

Sun Panzi's eyes widened.

I saw Du Baichuan holding Bao Yuan's left hand high and slapping it towards the bamboo slip, I don't know how much force was used in this beat, the huge ink lacquer carved octagonal table trembled slightly, and the red word "life" fell on the Yangshou transfer deed, Du Baichuan smiled, laughing very much.

Qiao Santan took out the triangular heirloom jade seal, dipped it in cinnabar, and poked it gently.

"The accounts of Bao Xiaotai and the haunted house have been cleared since then, good, good, good, good, Bao Xiaotai has a long life, and often comes to the haunted house as a guest, Qiao will definitely wait for the ......big driver in the haunted house," Qiao San said with a smile on his eyebrows.

"Sending off!" Du Baichuan snorted.

"Little bag!"

Sun Panzi held Bao Yuan, and saw that there was pain, but there was no loss of life.

Song Peng's eyes purred, and he immediately asked Qiao Santan: "Old Qiao, is that the case...... Mrs. Bao has always been an old man, and he is by no means a bad person who pays his debts, and it seems that we are about to leave the haunted house. Lao Tzu has something to ask, don't look at Lao Tzu's life is worthless, I hope you can answer truthfully! ”

Bao Yuan snorted and said, "Yes, Song Ye's problem is Lao Tzu's problem!" ”

Qiao Santan smiled and said, "Just ask!" ”

Song Peng pointed to the triangular fragment of the heirloom jade seal in Qiao Santan's hand and asked, "Old Qiao, the missing corner of the heirloom jade seal is in the haunted house, where is the remaining main body?" Or is it in the hands of whom? Mrs. Bao and his old man have taken the seventy-ninth Yangshou, I hope Lao Qiao can tell the truth! (To be continued......)