Zhu Miaoying touched her lower abdomen in disbelief, looked at Zhao Qingsong in shock for a long time, and asked, "Is this ...... That's ...... Already have a baby? True...... Are you sure? Baby...... When will the little one come out? ”

Zhao Qingsong covered his stomach and laughed: "Hahaha! I think...... I think maybe in a few days, right? Should be ...... soon Hahaha......"

Zhu Miaoying suddenly realized that Zhao Qingsong was lying to her at all, and the ceremony of giving birth to a baby would never be as simple as kissing her mouth, so she couldn't help but hammer Zhao Qingsong with a small pink fist, and said coquettishly: "Are you lying to me again?" Right? You're so bad, tell me, how that ritual is done? Say ......"

Zhao Qingsong couldn't straighten up with a smile, and said with a straight face while gently pulling out her fist: "I really didn't lie to you, it's like that, it's so simple, if it's particularly difficult, where are these many people in the world?" It must be very simple, there are so many people in the world, right? You have to trust me, I won't lie to you......"

Zhu Miaoying resolutely didn't believe it, she was very sure that Zhao Qingsong was playing tricks on her, and her fists swung faster.

Zhao Qingsong couldn't help laughing and laughed with Zhu Miaoying......

Under the high sky of autumn clouds, the laughter of the two came from far and wide.

This day, nothing more.

When the sky was getting dark and the red sun was falling, the person who came to drive the prisoner car was replaced by an ordinary outer disciple, and Bai Hanlu was completely gone!

This was a big surprise to Zhao Qingsong, and he became a little anxious in his heart, and secretly thought: "It stands to reason that Bai Hanlu will come to me tonight, why is there no one else?" Could it be that something has changed? There should be a long way to go from their destination, and there shouldn't be any accidents, or maybe I beat him too hard, and he was too injured tonight to catch the car? ”

Zhao Qingsong was full of doubts in his heart, so he knocked on the side of the outer disciple who was driving the car, wanting to ask why.

But this outer disciple is a dumbfounded, he doesn't know if he asks three questions, Zhao Qingsong is in a hurry to ask, and he directly ignores Zhao Qingsong!

Zhao Qingsong could only be anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, although Bai Hanlu did not show up, the three meals a day were not short, and it was still a four-course meal and a pot of wine.

This also reassured Zhao Qingsong.

When he was lying bored in the prison car, he secretly decided in his heart: "It seems that this move is not as stable as I thought before, and it seems that we have to find another way!" ”

The long night passed again, and when the day was bright, we arrived at another pre-arranged camping site.

In the morning, it was still an outer disciple who brought the wine and food, and there was no figure of Bai Hanlu.

Zhao Qingsong's heart slowly became heavy, and the wine and food didn't taste good, and he thought hard about other ways in his heart.

But now that he is in a desperate situation, wearing shackles, and trapped in a prison car, the methods he can use are really limited, and what good way can he think of it?

Just when Zhao Qingsong's heart was getting heavier and more desperate, Bai Hanlu, who was limping, finally appeared at noon!

Looking at the embarrassed white cold dew with his buttocks wrapped into a big lump, Zhao Qingsong only felt extremely kind, and greeted warmly from afar: "Yo! Brother Bai, you are finally willing to come! It's really a night away, like every three autumns! ”

Bai Hanlu's face was as ugly as he looked, he pulled a donkey face, carried a big wooden stick and crutches, and stared at Zhao Qingsong in the prisoner car with gloomy eyes, with a posture of tearing Zhao Qingsong to pieces and eating meat!

Zhao Qingsong turned a blind eye to Bai Hanlu's killing intent, and still said confidently: "Brother Bai! Did the big iron stick bring? Let's try it again today, don't let me do it this time? How embarrassed are you? ”

Bai Han gritted his teeth angrily, gritted his teeth so much that he made a 'gurgling' grinding sound in his mouth, but he still didn't say a word, glaring at Zhao Qingsong viciously.

Zhao Qingsong still complained in a nonchalant tone: "Look? This is Brother Bai's fault, I've been thinking of a way for you, if you don't thank me, forget it, why are you still baring your teeth at me? Don't you know, after all night of thinking about it last night, I finally came up with a 100% successful method, do you want to hear it? If you don't want to hear it, forget it, just when I didn't say it, when I'm gone, you can figure it out yourself, I can't help it......"

Bai Hanlu's gloomy face finally changed, he forcibly suppressed the hatred and killing intent in his heart, pretended to clear his throat, settled his mind, and said very politely: "Oh? Brother Zhao actually has a safer way? Then you might as well say it and let the little brother hear it, if it is really useful, the little brother will have a lot of thanks! ”

"I don't want to say it."

"Why don't you want to say it? Brother Zhao said it, there are only benefits, and there is no harm! ”

"There's a fart benefit? Lao Tzu will see the king of Hades in a few days, it is a great benefit, and there is a fart? ”

Bai Han Lu was speechless.

Zhao Qingsong's words are actually good, no matter how big the benefit is, Zhao Qingsong will die in a few days, and the benefit is still a fart?

Zhao Qingsong wanted to say and stopped: "And this method is actually not good, because you don't believe me at all!" If Brother Bai believes me, this method will be 100% successful! But if Brother Bai doesn't believe me, this method is useless! So don't say it, it makes people angry when you say it, why bother? Alas......"

Bai Hanlu thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind, and said, "I absolutely believe in Brother Zhao, and I ask Brother Zhao to teach me!" ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

"I don't believe it." Zhao Qingsong directly refused.

"Then how can Brother Zhao believe in me Bai Hanlu?"

"Simple! It's easy! All you need to do is give me a knife! Zhao Qingsong said lightly.

Bai Hanlu's face changed greatly, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and stared at Zhao Qingsong with extreme defense.

With Zhao Qingsong's ability, if he is given a knife, what is the difference between it and letting him go?

The wooden prisoner car and the chains on his hands and feet can trap Zhao Qingsong, who has a knife?

Zhao Qingsong's face did not change, and he looked at Bai Hanlu lightly.

After about a pillar of incense, Bai Hanlu looked left and right with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "What do you mean?" Are you trying to let me let you go? ”

Zhao Qingsong smiled slightly, and said: "If you want to gain something, you have to lose something, if you want to achieve your goal, just such a little time is far from enough, do you think that in terms of sword technique alone, who is more clever between him and me?" ”

Bai Hanlu's face was cloudy and uncertain: "Then you still need to say?" I don't think you did your best that day, and in terms of knife skills alone, you are much more clever than him. ”

"In that case, you can't do this, can't I do it?"

Bai Hanlu's heart moved, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but slap his head with great joy, and said, "Hey! I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this sooner? Can ......"

Zhao Qingsong seemed to have expected Bai Hanlu to say this, and said lightly: "You want to say it, but how can I succeed, right?" ”

Bai Hanlu was very moved by Zhao Qingsong's words, and he found that compared with Zhao Qingsong, his head was not inferior to wisdom, it was inferior to realm!

He simply gave up his brain, listened to Zhao Qingsong's thoughts, and followed Zhao Qingsong and said, "That's right? How can you possibly succeed? ”

"I killed so many people in your ghost town in Fengdu, why didn't you kill me, but instead put me in a prison car? It's because your master, that is, King Yama, the master of the ghost gate of Fengdu Ghost City, has spoken, and he wants to deal with me personally, right? Zhao Qingsong asked.

Bai Hanlu nodded, he was no longer surprised by Zhao Qingsong's uncertain prophet, and added: "Yes, Master wants him to escort you back to the ghost gate alive no matter what, and there will never be a bad pool halfway, ah...... You mean......"

Zhao Qingsong said: "Not bad! I mean, by fooling him, you gave me a knife beforehand, and I hid the knife under me, and then I pretended to be suddenly ill and dying, and you deliberately pushed him to come and check on me personally, so that he would be two feet away from my prisoner's car, and I promised that he would not die again! ”

Bai Hanlu is still very convinced of Zhao Qingsong's ability, and he admires Zhao Qingsong's brain even more.

But the idea put forward by Zhao Qingsong had to be treated cautiously, and he couldn't help but have doubts.

First of all, if the knife is given to Zhao Qingsong, will Zhao Qingsong still be under his control?