Chapter Seventy-Two: Slander, Who Do You Look About?

"Master Lian, I'm so interested.

I have repeatedly helped you get rid of the stolen goods on the old man, but you secretly beat my son's idea. Jiang Qingran snatched the tea from Lian Sailor's hand and splashed it on his face.

"It hurts, it hurts." Lian took out a handkerchief and wiped the tea stains on his face.

Jiang Qingran looked confused, "Big sister, what do you mean by this?" You can't slander people. ”

"Slander, who do you see he is?" Jiang Qingran dragged Old Man Lian's hair, and there were two lines of blood dripping from the bottom of Old Man Lian's nose.

He raised a smile at Lianshui, and the gaps between his big white teeth were full of blood, which showed that Su Yuxing was ruthless enough.

Jiang Qingran was taken aback, and his momentum instantly decreased a lot.

"Look who this is? The evidence is conclusive, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation of this matter, I will let your father break his bones and ashes, and he will not be able to be reincarnated. She raised her head and raised her voice a degree.

"Why? I disagree. Even the old man refused, and his legs trembled.

When he was a man, he was afraid of Jiang Qingran, but now that he is a ghost, why is he still stunned when he sees Jiang Qingran?

Even the old man was puzzled, this time he chose Su Yuxing, the purpose was to strengthen his courage and tell Jiang Qingran that he was not afraid of her.

"Beat me up." Jiang Qingran ordered.

Su Yuxing still took off the dagger on his waist, and he took the handle of the dagger and slapped the old man in the face.

As the saying goes, you don't hit people in the face, and the deeply insulted old man Lian wants to resist.

After coming into contact with Jiang Qingran's cold gaze, he shrunk his neck.

"Big sister, we have something to say." Only then did Lian Shui figure out that he dared to love his father and went to find Su Yuxing privately and wanted Su Yuxing's life.

It's over, it's over.

His father got into trouble this time and mentioned the iron plate.

There's nothing he can do, his father is blessed.

Lian Shui was convinced of Jiang Qingran's ability, and he pleaded flatteringly: "Big sister, I really don't know about this.

My dad and I don't speak for him, big sister, you can deal with him if you want to.

I just have one request, keep my father's whole body, don't dismantle eight pieces. ”

"Lianshui, you are a king and eight calves, little turtle grandson.

I'm your old man, and you actually told outsiders not to let me make a big mess. "Old man Lian didn't dare to sprinkle his anger on Jiang Qingran, all on Lian Shui.

Even the water was stirring, he covered his arms with both hands, why was it suddenly cold?

He couldn't see the figure of the old man, and he couldn't hear the words that the old man yelled at him.

"What does he mean? Deliberately pretending not to hear? Even the old man asked Jiang Qingran.

Jiang Qingran carried the old man Lian and put it in front of Lian Shui.

Even the water can see nothing except the yellow charm pasted.

No, she could obviously feel that Lian Shui could see Lian Lao Lao just now, why couldn't Lian Shui see Lian Shui now?

But now is not the time to grasp this issue.

"Master Lian, I kindly remind you and propose a solution to you, you will take revenge, and we have to settle the score." Jiang Qingran floated with an evil smile.

Lian Shui chuckled in his heart, Jiang Qingran was going to settle accounts with him.

He set aside ten acres of land from his father's property, and a hundred taels of silver in exchange for his father's soul.

Jiang Qingran sneered, "Master Lian, I lack that little bit of your things?" ”

Lian Shui gritted his teeth, and the land increased to twenty acres, and the silver ticket was three hundred taels.

Seeing that Jiang Qingran was unmoved, he ruthlessly increased to thirty acres of land, five hundred taels of silver tickets, and one shop in the town.

"Eight hundred taels, twenty acres of paddy fields, thirty acres of dry fields, and two shops."

The villagers present all opened their eyes wide, eight hundred taels of silver tickets? Fifty acres of land? Shop two?

Everyone was expecting Jiang Qingran to agree, after all, this was not a minority.

Some people can't earn that much in their lifetime.

Jiang Qingran still didn't squeak, and Lian Shui reluctantly said bitterly: "The silver ticket will be increased by two hundred taels of silver, and the shop will be increased by three." ”

Jiang Qingran raised his eyelids and said, "Even the old man is sincere?" ”

"Sincerely, it's more true than pearls and silver." Lian Shui just wanted to get his father's soul back as soon as possible.

Who is his father who is not good, provoking the famous Jiang Meiwei.

The ancestor is sorry, and he doesn't want to push his family property out of the country, it's really his father who doesn't worry.

"You don't regret it?"

"No repentance." How dare Lian Shui regret it, his father's soul is still in the hands of the eldest sister.

Jiang Qingran asked Su Yuxing to go to the village head, the patriarch, and the landlord of Huang to testify to avoid Lian Shui from regretting it in the future.

The written evidence was established, and Jiang Qingran and Lianshui signed the evidence.

"Master Lian, let me remind you to take care of your relatives, otherwise let me know that Master Lian beat my relatives, it will not be as simple as being private now." Jiang Qingran tied up the ghost of the old man.

She waited for Lianshui to transfer all the shop deeds and land deeds to her name, and then she returned Lianshui's ghost to Lianshui.

Even the water couldn't see the real person of Old Man Lian, he pulled the white rope given to him by Jiang Qingran and took Old Man Lian back to Old Man Lian's cemetery.

"Dad, you say that you are in charge of your own affairs, forget it, you mess with whoever you mess with, you mess with the big sister.

The eldest sister didn't do anything to be sorry for you, and they also helped you solve the stolen goods on your body, why did you repay the favor? "Lian Shui complained again and again.

Old Man Lian stared at Lian Shui's back and smiled evilly.

Stinky boy, he can't deal with Jiang Qingran, and he can't deal with his son.

Even the old man's soul returned to his home in the cemetery, and he went home every night to make it bad.

I couldn't sleep even at night, and I ran to the thatched house all night until I collapsed.

The whole person lost ten pounds in seven days, his face was sallow, and he was ten years old in an instant.

"Big sister, what's the matter with me? Why do you run to the thatched house every day? Lian Shui was lying on a wooden stretcher carried by his family.

"Master Lian, have you offended someone?" Jiang Qingran looked at the lifeless Lian Shui and asked.

Lian Shui thought to himself that the only person he was guilty of at the moment was the eldest sister, and the culprit was his father, and he belonged to Lian Shui who was implicated.

"Nope."

"Master Lian, you have a good memory."

Lian Shui thought about it, except that he took his father's soul home that day, it didn't seem to have done anything, right?

Wait, daddy?

Lian Shui's face changed instantly, his stomach that had been troubled for seven days couldn't be done secretly by his father, right?

This stinky old man is really a nest.

"Master Lian, are you okay?" Jiang Qingran looked at Lian Shui, who gritted his teeth, and asked.

"It's fine." Lian Shui was bent on going home, and had no intention of responding to Jiang Qingran.

"Mother, what is he looking for you?" Qian Rourou poked his head out and asked.

Jiang Qingran entered the courtyard, closed the gate and said: "I don't know, he didn't squeak when I asked him, I guess I guessed who made him run to the thatched house every day, right?" ”

Qian Rourou didn't ask any further, and she didn't know the answer when she asked her mother.

"Mother, even the old man is too bad, he died and killed eight people in our village.

Mother, you said that Mr. Yin and Yang and Mr. Fortune Teller are so powerful, why can't they be broken in advance? "Money doesn't understand.

If the fortune teller and Mr. Yin and Yang had calculated it early, there would not have been eight people in their village who died for no reason.