A few days later, in the courtyard of the pig farm in Shuangta Town.

Yang Hao picked up a knife as usual and prepared to kill a big fat pig. Holding down the pig's leg is as usual Heng Qi, Xie Ke, Farmer and Huang Ranran. Yang Hao, as usual, looked at the pig like a thinker and was "thinking about life". Heng Qi and the others were impatient as usual, but they didn't dare to let go. Because as soon as he let go, the pig ran away.

"Koshi. Shopee suddenly walked towards him in a rage.

Yang Hao's attention finally shifted from the pig to Shopee's body: "What's the matter?"

"Lao Wu, Lao Shen, Xiao Bing, Yongzi, and Lian Qing have returned to the team. Shopee gasped.

"When they return to the team, they will return to the team, what is there to say?" Yang Hao had not yet spoken, and Heng Qi took the lead in expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Stinky boy, how do you talk?" A group of men and women poured into the gate of the courtyard, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, eager to drown Heng Qi with spittle stars.

Huang ran ran and laughed: "The stinky boy finally tasted the taste of being sprayed, right?"

A dozen people poured in from the gate of the hospital, all of whom seemed to have recovered from a serious illness and were not in good spirits. In fact, three years ago, they were all vigorous "LM" elites, but since that incident, their spirits have deteriorated a lot, and some of them have stayed in the hospital all year round, raised by medicine jars. It is actually very difficult to be able to return to the team now.

After everyone despised Heng Qi, their eyes fell on Yang Hao. There is an eager light in everyone's eyes. There was relief and reverence in that gaze.

"Everybody's healing quickly, okay, I'll kill the pig tonight to entertain you. Yang Hao's eyes were also filled with relief. The healthy return of his companions is almost his greatest wish.

After Yang Hao's words were finished, the knife in his hand suddenly stabbed into the pig's neck.

"Plop-" A large stream of pig's blood spurted out, splashing the body of Shopee standing in front of him. Shopee was so shocked that his feet jumped straight and said: "But you killed the pig and didn't report it, so I splashed this pig's blood again!"

Heng Qi smiled: "This is called 'full house', isn't it good?"

"Don't laugh, stinky boy, it's your business to soak pigs, shave your hair, and cut your hair!" Shopee sneered.

At this time, Yang Hao had already thrown the blood-stained pig-killing knife into the blood basin, and talked to Lao Wu, Lao Shen and others.

Others revolved around the slaughtered pig. Heng Qi naturally did the work of cleaning up the aftermath as Shopee said-first commanded Huang Ranran and others to throw the dead pig into a large wooden bucket, then brought several buckets of boiling water, poured it on the pig, and then took out a palm-sized piece of iron to shave the pig's hair. After shaving, the pig's hair must be washed, and after washing, it will be dismembered and dissected - in short, it is quite tedious work.

Of course, Huang Ranran, Xie Ke and others are also on the side, otherwise they really can't do it alone. After all, a big fat pig weighs hundreds of pounds (they raise pigs completely according to the methods in the countryside, so this pig is very fat).

The appearance of the old god is somewhat similar to that of the peasant, the only difference is that the peasant is darker, while the old god is whiter. At the same time, the old god likes to wear a gray robe (some people say it is a Taoist robe, but in fact, he asked his wife to cut it by hand, not a formal Taoist robe at all), and he always carries an ivory gossip and a compass on his body, dressed like a "Mr. Feng Shui". However, he did have some research on Feng Shui himself.

At that moment, after talking to Yang Hao for a few innocuous digressions, he suddenly frowned and said, "Kesi, I feel that there is a demonic aura in you." ”

Yang Hao hadn't spoken yet, and Lao Wu (whose real name is Wu Xiaowen, and he also likes to study Yili gossip, but his achievements are far less than that of the old god, and he can only be regarded as a pseudo-Taoist) interjected: "Old god, what are you talking nonsense?

The old god glanced at Lao Wu with disdain and said, "Do you know the difference between you and me?"

Lao Wu said: "Of course there is a difference between you and me, if there is no difference, then we will not be born by the same father?"

"Don't gag! Let me tell you, the difference between us is that we are both people who study Yili, I can see the demonic energy, but you can't, so you can only be a pseudo-Taoist priest forever!" the old god sneered vividly.

"Hey, you bull-nosed, you say that if you have a demonic spirit, you will have a demonic spirit? Isn't it true that you don't make drafts if you brag about it?" Lao Wu was naturally a little dissatisfied with the old god's words.

"Old god, how do you think that Kesi has a demonic aura?" asked the people next to him.

The old god didn't answer everyone's words, but continued to ask Yang Hao, "Kesi, did you bring anything out of the Black Demon King's tomb this time?"

Yang Hao thought for a while and replied, "Brought out a sword." ”

"Where's that sword?"

"In the dormitory. Yang Hao looked at the dormitory building behind him.

"Let's go, let's see. The old god lifted his robe and walked in the head.

The crowd hurriedly followed.

But when they arrived at Yang Hao's room, everyone didn't see any swords. Yang Hao stared at a hook on the wall and said, "I hang that sword here, how could it be gone?"

Shopee, who had changed his bloody clothes, suddenly scratched his head and said, "It's not good, isn't it stolen?"

"What? It's been stolen, then call the police!" shouted everyone.

"No need to call the police, I know who did it!"

Shopee was angry, rushed to the courtyard downstairs in one breath, and dragged Huang Paoran, who was beating Heng Qi, up: "You are a dead runner, you are a person in front of you, and a ghost is behind you!"

"I didn't ...... Don't spew blood!" Huang Ranran was squeezing out a piece of pig from the large intestine of a pig, and when he heard Shopee's question, he seemed to be bluffed, his hand shook, and his movements were deformed, and he squeezed the pig and sprayed it on his face.

"Huang Runran, look at how nervous you are, you must have done this! Say, where did you get that sword?" the crowd shouted.

"I didn't, you bloody mouths!" Huang Ran shouted angrily at the crowd.

"I saw you sneaking around there outside Koji's door yesterday noon, you must have the idea of fighting that sword!"

"If you don't admit this garbage, then call up the surveillance video and see how he can deny it?" Xie Ke also shouted.

"Huang Runran, the big husband dares to do it! Since you dare to do it, why don't you dare to admit it? Do you really want us to look down on you?" Heng Qi said with a smile.

Huang ran and rolled the mouse's eyes and scratched the granite head: "I admit that you really won't look down on me?"

"No, it won't. Heng Qi smiled. In fact, his voiceover is: "A guy like you is flat without looking at it." ”

"Alright then, I...... I sent the sword to Qian Laoer's company for auction. Huang ran wiped a handful of pig on his face with his hand.

"What? You sent it to Qian Laoer's company for auction?" everyone's mouths opened wide into a shape.

Qian Lao Er used to be a member of the "Lm" group, but he mainly provided logistics for "Lm", and he used to raise pigs here back then. Later, he changed his career and founded an auction company, which auctioned almost everything for a long time, but it was still within the scope of the law. But the person surnamed Qian was born with a little evil spirit, and there are also cultural relics poured out by the inverted fighters in the secret auction. Due to his evil nature, "Lm" has little contact with him, but there is still a personal connection. In other words, he still has a personal relationship with the members of "Lm".

Huang Ranran actually kept staring at the "Lexi" sword. Ever since the "Lexi" sword was found in the burial chamber south of the Black Demon King's tomb, Huang Ranran has never forgotten it. Even after Yang Hao and the others were knocked unconscious by Fu Tiansheng, he went to steal the sword and hid it on his body, wanting to smuggle it out of the ancient tomb.

And after that hellish incident, this sword caught Yang Hao's attention. When Huang Ranran was frustrated that Yang Hao would not allow this sword to be taken out of the ancient tomb, Yang Hao decided to take this sword out of the ancient tomb for some reason. Therefore, Huang Ran ran was naturally overjoyed, so he took advantage of Yang Hao's unpreparedness at noon yesterday to secretly take out the sword, and then went straight to the company headquarters of Qian Lao Er in City A, fifty kilometers away, and handed the sword to Qian Lao Er.

Qian Lao Er naturally saw that this sword was a cultural relic, and it was worth a lot of money, although he doubted the origin of this sword, but since Huang Ran ran handed over the sword to him, he didn't ask much, and gave Huang Ran 100,000 yuan on the spot for running errands, and promised that after the auction was successful, he would give Huang Ran a commission of 30%. According to Qian Laoer's estimate, it should be no problem to sell one or two hundred million. When the time comes, it will not be a problem to run a few million for Huang Run.

Huang Ran ran was overjoyed, just waiting for the second Qian to succeed in the auction, and he sat down to divide the money.

After listening to Huang Ranran's story, all the people stretched their faces, and all of them rolled up their sleeves and arms, intending to beat Huang Ranran: "Huang Ranran, you are a scumbag, I can't imagine that you are so wealth-obsessed, it is really a shame for our 'Lm' group!"

"Even if you scold him as a maggot now, it won't help, so let's call Qian Lao Er immediately and ask him to stop the auction. Wu Xiaowen said.

"Okay, I'll fight. Shopee immediately took out his mobile phone and called Qian Er.

After the phone was unplugged, I only heard Qian Laoer's voice coming from the receiver: "Shopee, what's the matter?"

"Don't fill me with garlic, stop the auction immediately and send it back to me!" Shopee didn't talk nonsense with him and got straight to the point.

"Shopee, don't talk like this, okay? I have a lot of things to auction, which item are you asking me to stop auctioning?"

"It's the one Huang Paopao gave you!"

"What? Oh, unfortunately, it was auctioned off half an hour ago!"

"Give me the man's details immediately!"

"No, our company has to keep the customer's confidential, and we can't give you the customer's information. ”

"Qian Er, do you want to be angry with me?" Shopee began to fight angrily again.

"It's useless for you to lose your temper Shopee, our company wants to talk about a reputation, I can only say I'm sorry for your request. Qian Lao Er said on the other end of the earpiece.