Chapter Twenty-Three: Let's Make a Deal
The candle was finally blown out by a gust of wind, Li Yan slowly opened his eyes, the beads of sweat on his head seemed to wash his face, flowing into a small river, looking at the kid's appearance, Shaoqing inevitably stepped forward and stammered, grabbed in front of Jiuli Wing and took his sleeve to wipe the kid's sweat, "How is it, is there any news?"
Before he turned back from his distraction, it took a while to realize the person lying in front of him, blinked, nodded, and paused for a while, "No." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Shaoqing, "......"
As the sun set, sitting on the roof of the building, the figures of several people were stretched slender by a red light, Shaoqing sat there drooping his head and looked downstairs and muttered, "What do you say I want you to do?"
Liyun, who was sitting on the side, hugged his daughter-in-law's arm and glanced at him, "We will do what you say, in the end, we can't help it!"
Jiu Li Yi glanced at the kid over there, "Your father's skills are not comparable to those of us juniors, if you want to see through the magic seal they have formed, I'm afraid you and I can't do it at all." β
Shaoqing looked up at the west, "Is it possible to invite my little brother's master here?"
Hearing his words, the Jiuli clan sneered, "How much face do you think you have to be able to invite those old immortals who stay at home?"
Shaoqing smirked twice, looking at Jun Ze on his side of his virtue, he couldn't help frowning, "You shouldn't really invite them, right?"
Shaoqing just laughed at him, Jun Ze who was laughing was covered in goosebumps, and Yanwa, who was sitting on the very edge, despised his sworn enemy fiercely, "It's up to him, please go to the pit!"
Shaoqing, "......"
As the night gradually closed, before everyone could figure out a way, a few people came up the stairs on the other side, and when they looked back, they saw a big man, with two small men, holding three crockpots with broken corners in his hands, steaming, obviously something to eat.
Sang and the two people on the side put the crockpot in their hands on the ground, and a kid next to him said to a few people over there: "My eldest asked you to send it." β
Shaoqing, who smelled the fragrance, had a spasm in his stomach, and immediately got up from there and ran over, forgetting the grievances and grievances between these people, and picked up a crockpot to see what was inside, but when he saw a few bird claws and bird heads floating on top of the soup, he cried out bitterly in his heart, they really stewed those birds......
Glancing at the brothers and sisters over there, Shaoqing had to put down the crockpot in his hand, and waved his hand at the person who came and smiled reluctantly, "No need, you need a lot, take it back and enjoy it slowly, we won't follow it." After saying that, he turned around and came back, but Sang and the two people around him still had no intention of leaving, but just picked up the crockpot on the ground again and stood aside.
"Coming from afar, there is nothing to take care of, so I can only take this. Shame took the old posture and glanced at the crockpot in Sang's hand.
Hearing his words, Shaoqing sneered, "Don't take care of it, if you don't come to us to trouble, we will thank the Buddha and his old man." β
glanced at him shyly, turned around and walked to the fence over there, the thin figure was already very ghostly in this kind of sky, and took such a posture, and the glowing eyes made Shaoqing feel a chill down his spine when he looked at it.
"Did you mean to come here looking for someone?" asked Shy.
Shaoqing nodded, "Didn't you see it, and said that they had already left?"
"Do you believe me when I say that?" asked again.
Shaoqing snorted, "If I believe I'll stay here now?"
He nodded shyly, "Yes, you don't believe me. β
Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, "I really want to believe that you are wrong." β
He leaned there and let out a long breath, as if the action of standing was very difficult for him, and finally sat there cross-legged, leaning against the wall and smiling at Shaoqing, "I saw them coming, but I didn't see them leave." β
A smile was originally a very heartwarming thing, but the shy smile scared Shaoqing again, rubbing his stinged eyes and leaning against the wall behind him, "Tell me what you want to say, if you want to make a deal with us, I won't think about it." β
Shy away the smile on his face, "You're refreshing." β
Shaoqing didn't want to talk nonsense with him, "Where are the two of them now?"
Shamefully turned his head to look at the west with only the remnants of the light, the blood-colored red light was blocked by the fence, and it couldn't shine on him at all, but some reflections were reflected on his face, with a rare hint of flesh red, and he looked like a delicate person, the stinky boy who was looking for trouble during the day was quite similar to him, plus this pair of eyes, I think it was a pair of brothers, with such a big brother who was the boss, it was no wonder that the kid was so arrogant and domineering.
"If I'm not mistaken, it's underground. He looked back at the roof in front of him and muttered.
"What do you mean?" asked Shaoqing.
"Aren't they here to find traces of the Netherworld Temple?" asked shyly.
"How do you know?" Shaoqing frowned.
Shame raised her eyes and looked at him, "Because I kept that thing all along." β
Shaoqing, "......"
Jun Ze and the others, who heard the words, also walked over from there, looking at their formation, Sang and the prisoners immediately stood on both sides of the shy, looking at this side, and were dispersed by a gesture from their boss.
"Four years ago, your dad came here and opened his mouth to snatch our things, but we naturally didn't want to, so we came and went and became enemies. Shame only said two words and paused.
Shaoqing glanced at him, "My dad is not what you said, opening his mouth to snatch your things? Hehe, the Netherworld Ancient Temple is a guy in the hands of the Nine Great Yamas, how did it become yours?"
Said shamefully: "It was ours a hundred years ago, why isn't it ours?"
Shaoqing was speechless, and began to wonder if the kid in front of him was the same as his younger brother, and the speed of IQ growth did not catch up with his age at all.
"The Netherworld Ancient Temple is a mortal weapon that was knocked down to the mortal world during the Nine Disasters of the Corpse, it was originally a weapon in the hands of the Nine Great Yamas, our father Helian Xuanqing, as a spiritual attendant, is to return these nine Netherworld Weapons to the original owner, don't say that the Netherworld Ancient Temple scattered here a hundred years ago does not belong to you, even if your predecessor engraved your name on it, it can't be occupied, presumably what happened in Momen that night four years ago, you have also heard of it, right?" Jun Ze looked at the person over there and frowned slightly.
He didn't look at him shyly, picked up some small stones scattered around him and smiled lightly, and muttered, "Helian Xuanqing...... It's the Yuanwei Xuangong that Daomen left silently, right?"
Shaoqing Junze didn't make a sound, and continued to chatter shyly, "Didn't you say that that person was already dead when the corpse was in trouble?"
The unexplained message couldn't help but make Shaoqing laugh, "Your father can come back to see you after he dies?"
Shame still didn't look up, and he wasn't annoyed when he heard this, but he took the small stone in his hand and began to write on the ground again, muttering in his mouth, "But when he came here four years ago, I clearly saw that he was dead......
Shaoqing, "......"
Junze, "......"