"Horn!"

Another crisp slap, the voice was too loud, Liangchen couldn't help but twitch his tender face, and then felt comfortable: Cool!

Hurt!

It hurts!

Song Xiance only felt that Venus was rising in his eyes, and he didn't know everything, and when he woke up, not only was his face hot and painful, but his chin was even cooler.

"Huh?" The fat man exclaimed, "Big brother, this old guy even has a fake beard!" ”

"Hey, really!"

The fat man's companions were all happy when they saw the fake beards that were blown away.

"Pretend to be a ghost and beat you bastard to death!" The fat man's brother is angry, and he is about to step forward with a fist.

Song Xiance couldn't bear it, and begged for mercy again and again: "Brothers, my body is skinny, and my parents have lost my beard, so spare me this time." ”

"Spare you?" The fat man's brother glared, "If I hadn't stopped him, my brother would have cut off his children and grandchildren, and you want me to spare you!" ”

"Isn't this not clean." Song Xiance looked aggrieved.

The fat man's brother smiled: "Isn't this killing you yet!" ”

A companion on the side picked up the fake beard from the ground and said to the fat man and his brother: "Even the beard is fake, I think there is something wrong with this person, so it is better to tie him up and send him to the official." ”

"Don't don't, brothers, there's something to say, there's something to say!" As soon as he heard that he was going to be sent to the official, Song Xiance was really anxious.

Liangchen's eyes narrowed slightly on the side: Doesn't this guy really have a case on him?

The fat man's brother glanced at the fat man, the fat man nodded slightly, and said angrily: "It's okay if you don't send the official, then you say, what's wrong with this?" ”

"What do you mean?" Song Xiance smiled all over his face.

"Lose money!" One of the fat man's companions shouted loudly.

The fat man's brother said "um": "Lose money!" ”

"If you don't lose money, you want to look good!"

A few helpers coaxed together, alarming many men and women upstairs, who lifted their pants one by one and lay on the railing to watch the excitement.

The shopkeeper and the guy of the inn were also watching from downstairs, if they really killed someone, they would definitely take care of it, but looking at this posture, the bitter master should have lost money when he came to the door, and he was not in a hurry to come over and interfere.

"It's... Don't hide it from my brothers, I really don't have any money. Song Xiance looked helpless.

If it weren't for the filial piety of this guy during the day, Liangchen would have almost believed it.

The good ministers didn't believe it, the fat man didn't believe it, and the fat man and his brother didn't say anything, so they pressed Song Xiance down, and then a group of people searched Song Xiance with all hands and feet. As a result, I was stunned and didn't find a copper plate.

"I don't believe it!"

The fat man's brother is not reconciled, this time he came back to help his brother out, one is to teach this harmful magic stick a lesson, and the other is to knock on a sum by the way, otherwise who will pay for these helpers?

"Brother, go into his room and search!" Although the fat man is fat, his head turns fast.

"Yes, go into the room and search!"

The fat man took out the key from Song Xiance's hand, opened the lock and dragged Song Xiance into the house.

A few helpers followed, and everyone was in a mess in the house.

The bed, the bed, the pillows, and the quilt were all turned over.

Liangchen stood by the door and didn't go in, because he also wanted to see the excitement.

There is no urgency to save people.

He's not a father-in-law.

"Brothers, I really don't have any money, you just demolished this house, and you don't have any money..." Song Xiance complained bitterly on the side, and he was very distressed when he saw that his family guys, pen and ink inkstones, compasses, etc. were thrown on the ground by these people.

"Shut up!"

The fat man and his brother are annoyed that he can't turn over the money, and he is about to beat people with his fists.

"Okay, okay, I just don't speak."

Song Xiance is really cowardly, and the good ministers are suspicious, isn't this guy trying to compete with him for the ranking of the instigating list?

I saw that Song Xiance's tower-like man was squatting on the edge of the bed so honestly, holding his hands subconsciously, which made Liangchen very kind, because of this action, he was also very skilled.

A group of people rummaged and turned over and over, but they really didn't find any money, and there were no valuable objects. On the contrary, there was a guy who turned out a cloth bag from under the bed, thinking that there was money in it, but when he opened it, it turned out to be a bunch of household posts.

"So many posts?"

Everyone was stunned, Liangchen was also stunned, Song Xiance had a bitter face, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Who's it for?"

The fat man opened these household posts in wonder, opened the first one, he recognized the words, and saw that it was written on it Hu Chongba, Luoyang Mansion, Henan.

"This, Zhao Sihai's in Liuzhou, Shandong."

"There is also a Tongzhou Shi Dayong here."

"Kaifeng Zhou Shixiang."

It is really worthy of the feet of the Son of Heaven, with a high level of education, and most of the fat man's companions can recognize words.

"Zhao Ritian? And this one? "It's shocking for a guy to hold a post.

The fat man's brother was also shocked, reached out to take a look, and scolded the guy with a smile: "This word reads Hao, what day." ”

"It's Hao, hehe, I thought it was Ritian." The guy who made the typo looked embarrassed.

There are more than 30 copies of household posts from all over the country, all kinds of names, and the family address of the origin age is also very detailed, all of which not only opened the eyes of the fat man and his gang, but also gave Wei Liangchen an insight.

This Song Xiance is a fortune teller, he is a fake certificate dealer at all!

It seems that he is self-inflicted and wishful thinking, this guy is definitely not the elusive "Song Child".

Because, this is completely beyond the imagination of the good minister.

It is said that how bold man is, how productive the earth is.

But now, no matter how good the minister thinks about the good, he can't associate the famous founding army division and the counterfeit certificate dealer with a magic stick, and a person who has a tower-like body, but is like a pig.

Liangchen pursed his lips, extremely disappointed, not because he felt sorry for the money, but because he felt sorry for his eyes, and the pearl was secretly cast.

Song Xiance is just one of this guy's many fake identities.

Since he is not the person who thinks about it, Liangchen doesn't want to stay here anymore, and with the virtue of the big man, if he wants to spit out the money, it will definitely be difficult to ascend to the sky.

Let's buy a lesson.

As a man, you still can't be too sincere.

There was another factor that prompted Liangchen to leave, that is, he was afraid that the fat man would not be able to get money from Song Xiance, so they would entangle him again.

This kind of thing is not impossible.

Just as he was about to quietly slip away, another voice came from inside, "Song Kangnian, Yongcheng, Henan." ”

Yongcheng Song Kangnian?

"Grunt", Liangchen looked at the eyes of the big man squatting beside the bed again, very bright.

It seems that Dahan is a ginseng fruit.

If you eat it, you can become a fairy, and if you don't eat it, you can play with it.

Can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong, it's him!

Song Xiance, alias Song Kangnian, this is ironclad.

If it is really a person, you can't look good, and a superior person is a superior person.

What is a master?

It's someone who you want to break your head and can't figure it out.