Chapter 162 Portrait of the Yellow Skin (6)

"You fox 'elf', shame? Hurry up and help me carry this kid down! Ma Chengfeng gave her a blank look.

Tang Shaojun still has breath, but his breath is faint, as if he is a dying person, when he touches it, the temperature on his body is also very cold, and it is not much different from a dead person.

The two of them set him up and walked downstairs, and when he passed the staircase, Hu Xiaoxi ran into the study, pointed to the portrait of the yellow fairy and pouted and scolded: "Dead yellow skin!" You wait for me! You dare to grab the 'chicken' from this fox to eat! I'm not done with you! ”

On the ancient painting, the corners of the mouth of the sharp-beaked monkey cheek Huang Xiangu turned up slightly, as if she 'revealed' a weird smile.

Cheng Feng !! It!!! It's laughing at me! Yes!!!! I'm! A yellow-skinned man bullied me!!! The little fox fairy was in a hurry, but she couldn't rush in when she was hiding in the portrait.

"Let's go, don't fight with a brute, if you don't send him to the hospital, he'll be hopeless." Ma Chengfeng summoned her back again.

Coming down from the second floor, her little mouth kept chattering, looking at the posture, she wanted to peel off the bones and 'cramp' the Huang Xiangu in the painting. She walked to the back 'flower' garden, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Ma Chengfeng.

Ma Chengfeng was puzzled and asked, "Let's go?" See what I'm doing? ”

"Cheng Feng, you are not allowed to scold others in the future!!"

Ma Chengfeng said with an innocent face, what did I scold you? When did you scold you?

"You said it was a brute...... What about me? "She doesn't give up.

"Okay, good, I'm really convinced! You're not! You've transformed into a human form, you're my good sister, okay? Let's go! After coaxing for a while, I finally coaxed her well. It turns out that Hu Xiaoci also has the side of a little 'female', and he also needs to be coaxed by a man.

Behind the window on the second floor of the old house, a 'yin' wind blew, and the shadow of a 'female' flashed in the window, and the 'female' man had a yellow-skinned head with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek! "Humph......"

At two o'clock in the second half of the night, the pot exploded in the soup house, and the people were busy in the outer and outer houses, buying coffins for those who should go to buy coffins, buying longevity clothes for those who should buy shrouds, and going to invite Taoist monks...... This suave boy seems to be dying.

Tang Scarzi has been 'mixed' in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his eyesight is amazing, and he knows that this is not an ordinary disease when he sees his son like this. How can a normal person lose weight like this in two days?

"Beauty...... Beauty...... Come on...... Come on...... Hehe......" Tang Shaojun squinted his eyes, muttered, and reached out to take off his 'pants', the birds in the crotch of his 'pants' have always been 'firm'. Ma Yaben on the side made him a bowl of hanging ginseng soup, but as soon as he stepped forward to see this posture, he quickly put down the ginseng soup and turned around.

"Beauty! You know the beauty! He 'milk' and 'milk', why did Lao Tzu give birth to you such an uncompetitive play? "The angry soup scar is thundering!

"Uncle Tang, his yang energy has been sucked dry by the yellow skin, unless a miracle happens, but for a while, we have nowhere to find that thousand-year-old mountain ginseng to replenish his yang energy, but I am afraid that ...... I'm just afraid ......" Ma Ya couldn't bear to speak bluntly with her back to her.

On the side, Hu Xiaoxi was still poking his head out of Ma Chengfeng's shoulder, and while looking, he whispered to himself: "Huh...... What a bird...... It's so small...... Tut-tut, the yellow skin is really not taboo! ”

"Made!! Damn the yellow skin! I have to tear up that hurtful picture! The more Tang Scar listened, the more angry he became.

"Uncle Tang can't be impulsive, that Huang Xian already has a Tao, but he can't destroy his hiding place, otherwise, not only will your son not be able to keep it, but I'm afraid that it will cause your Tang family to be ruined and cut off children and grandchildren, Ya'er said something that doesn't matter, Uncle Tang is still young, and his son can be reborn if he is gone, but there is only one life! Huang Xian's evil 'sex' is not something that we ordinary people can fight! Ma Ya told the truth.

Ma Ya told them that I had been thinking about it all night last night, and I thought that this yellow fairy statue was very similar to the mud statue in a yellow fairy temple in the mountains of my hometown, almost identical. Tomorrow I will go back to Xing'anling, but I can bring back this old painting, I believe that this old painting was stolen by the gang of tomb robbers from our Xing'anling mountains.

Tang Shaojun was choked at sunrise, and at the end of the day, he was still talking about the little beauty who wanted his life. The way he died was unheard of, who had ever seen a cold male corpse with a bird in the crotch of his trousers? In the morning, people put on his pants, and a small tent was set up in the crotch, but it was too embarrassing.

Ma Chengfeng closed the scroll of the ancient painting, and deliberately found the ink fountain line to entangle it, for fear that the ghosts in it would come out again along the way.

"Cheng Feng! I also want to go to Xing'anling to play! Would you like to bring me with you? Hu Xiaoxi looked at Ma Chengfeng with blank eyes.

"Not good! You obediently wait at home for me to come back, you can't leave Sister Xiaoman alone, don't forget, and the nine-life cat, who will protect her if you leave? ”

"Oh!!" Hu Xiaoci pouted.

After this incident, where did Tang Scar still have the leisure to personally send them back to Xing'anling, and dozens of people at home were crying. Who can not be sad when they encounter this kind of thing? The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, although Ma Chengfeng didn't like Tang Shaojun, he couldn't bear to see their family crying anymore, comforted a few words, and left Tangfu with Ma Ya.

Before leaving, Ma Chengfeng went to the old house, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw that it was a mess, bottles and cans, and old-fashioned furniture were placed in a yard, and Chang Xiaoman and Chu Xiangyun were helping to put it away. The little tiger head was wearing a tiger head hat and was spreading joy in the yard, and when he saw Ma Chengfeng coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Senior sister, what are you doing here? What about that? This...... Is this day over? Ma Chengfeng asked in surprise.

Chang Xiaoman was tired and sweaty, and was moving several bags of children's clothes to the car. turned around and saw Ma Chengfeng, wiped the beads of sweat on the 'door' of his head and said, "Cheng Feng, you are here, otherwise I plan to call you to help." Recently, our old houses in Rehe have been planned to be renovated, 80% of the top and 20% of the individuals, I am thinking about renting a yard for the children in Luanping for a while. ”

"Huh? Twenty percent for such a big house is not a lot? "In those years, this thing was often happening, the old mansion left by the previous big family, the top wanted to recover the property rights and couldn't get it back, so they 'get' such a thing, let you pay for repairs and decoration, a house 'get' down to 30,000 or 40,000 yuan, that's not a small amount, ordinary people can't pay it out at all. If you can't take it out, they will settle you elsewhere and take the property.

Just look at the other empty 'dang' and 'dang' old houses on this old street to know what's going on. In fact, the common people understand, but you can't afford it, you can only admit it.

"That's why I went to collect money, Xiangyun and I sent four thousand in the morning, and there is only so much for the two of us."