This black wind old demon wakes up every ten years, and every time he wakes up, he will marry a young woman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I don't know how many innocent girls have died for it over the past few hundred years. All I know is that the guy's lair is not far from Mingyue Village, and there is a mountain forest called Heifeng Mountain behind Mingyue Village, and there is a thousand-year-old tomb hidden in the mountain.

From the Republic of China to the present, I don't know how many Tufu people have been attracted, but in the end, no one can come out of the Black Wind Mountain alive, and it is estimated that the Black Wind Demon is the evil that was born in the ancient tomb for thousands of years.

"Ancient tombs, hey, master, are we here to trade?" Yun Qiang rubbed his hands.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's okay here for Qiao Lao, don't talk about fighting when you go out, what the Miao people hate the most is Tufuzi, if you are caught, you will dip the pig cage and sacrifice to the gods!" Wushuang glared at him.

"Hey...... I'm just saying, you see, no one has made this deal for so many years, what's so dangerous, I think they can't do it, they are just waiting for you!"

Housewarming is no stranger to inverted buckets, in the early years in the Kanto region, he knew that Wu Gongyao started by inverted buckets, among which many of his current antique ornaments are still Wu Gongyao gave him at that time. Although the old man does not advocate it, he does not dislike it either.

Housewarming said, the young master doesn't have to be so restrained, they are all his own family, we are in the Kanto to thief what kind of big business I know in my heart, although now it is not the same as the troubled times of the Republic of China, but who doesn't make money? You are a businessman, what do businessmen dare not rush when they see the benefits? Besides, if you really have the ability to pout the demon mound and destroy the beast, I have to thank you on behalf of Sanshan Miao Village for eliminating harm for the people, since there is no master to fight everywhere, and it is not a Miao person, why can't you dig it?

"Hey, hey, master, did you hear it, everyone Qiao Lao has spoken, don't look ahead, our Northeast thief is doing this business." It's a thousand-year-old tomb, so I took out two pieces of Ming Ware and sent them out. Yun Qiang told the truth again.

Wushuang also summed up in his heart, there are a lot of evil hidden in this thousand-year-old tomb, although the Ming weapon below is tempting, but it is still not possible to do business blatantly on other people's territory, and wait to explore the truth and reality.

"Old Qiao, I have reservations about this matter, in this way, let's finish eating quickly, don't delay the business after eating, deliver the goods first, and we will discuss the rest." Wushuang relented.

In fact, what kind of heart is the housewarming? This time, I invited the Northeast to steal the door out of the mountain, first, in order to bring the relationship between the two sides closer, and to exchange business with each other, and secondly, I really admired Liao Laosi, and wanted to ask Wushuang to show him Feng Shui in his Yin Mansion. It's not been a year or two since the goblins of the Black Wind Mountain have been haunting, and every time he wakes up, why not marry a yin relative? The nearby cottagers who are plagued by the scourge are not living, and he has long wanted to get rid of them, but he has no choice but to invite so many Maoshan Taoist priests to be fake, and they have to be descendants of thieves in the end.

Everyone took a bite casually, Yun Qiang was plate after plate, but Wushuang had a lot of things in his heart, and he was embarrassed to put down the shelf.

After eating, the housewarming arranged for ten horses and a group of brothers with ghost eyes to escort them to Mingyue Village.

"Grandpa, I'm going too!" Xi'er followed behind her grandfather and grabbed the corner of her grandfather's clothes and didn't let go, the little girl was sixteen years old, and she was still playing tricks in front of her grandfather like a child.

"My baby, you can't go, the journey to Mingyue Village is hard, not to mention, this time grandpa is going to mourn Liao Laosi, and it's not a happy event, what kind of fun are you doing. Besides, you're in a big disaster just now, so let's live in peace. ”

Xi'er pouted and said aggrievedly: "No, no, no, I'm going to go! If you don't let me go, you will run away from home with your front foot and my back foot!"

Don't look at the housewarming in front of people and behind the scenery, Yanran is the local emperor of the soil, he is not afraid of anyone, but he was subjugated by his little granddaughter in this life. Who let such a baby Gada, the little granddaughter said that if he wanted to pick the stars in the sky, he had to try his best to satisfy her. In the past, no matter what high-ranking officials came to the family, as long as the little granddaughter said that she wanted her grandfather to accompany her, then I'm sorry, you are a member of the province and you will not see anything. Just tell me how much this Xi'er is spoiled. Therefore, in the three provinces of Jiming, you can not know the housewarming, and you can also offend the Qiao family, but don't let Xi'er look down on you, if she doesn't look down on you, then the housewarming will pinch you to death.

"Okay, okay, my baby wants to play wherever grandpa can't take it? Come on, the mountain road is difficult to walk and then my baby is broken, what should I do? Go and prepare a bamboo sedan chair!"

"Huh...... I said Old Qiao, is there really one thing in this world, do you want your once-glorious giant businessman to be turned into such a little granddaughter by Xiong in the end?" Wushuang said with a smile.

Qiao Qian sighed, didn't take Wushuang as an outsider, dragged him aside and whispered, No way, I have a son under my knees, but I didn't expect that the old man would have the ability to be a happy person, but he never thought that when his son was twenty years old, he went to the mountains to get a strange Gu poison, and the flesh and blood all over his body festered non-stop, and even Liao Laosi had nothing to do, and finally ...... Hey! It's only three days! Young Master Kui doesn't know the power of Gu poison, and my heart aches when I think of my son!

"In this way, Xi'er is the same as me, she is the last blood of your Qiao family, no wonder you spoil her so much. ”

"But no, my son didn't leave anything, I sent the white-haired person to the black-haired person, and in the end there was such a granddaughter left, can I not hurt her? But this girl, I have been spoiled by me since she was a child, she can't listen to anything, and she doesn't like to study, if I leave in the future, how can the family's business be good? I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more I worry!"

Wushuang nodded, maybe it was because the little granddaughter was too doting in front of her grandfather, and she was reluctant to teach her strictly, so she wanted to send her to go to school in other places to become the Qiao family's family business, and it was really difficult for this old man to feel sorry for him.

Wushuang comforted him and said: "It's okay, I'll help you persuade this child, I have a relationship with her, and I saved her life, presumably she still has to listen to what I say." ”

The Qiao family is the richest man in Yunnan, Guichuan, and the Qiao family has mastered eighty percent of the freight business in the three provinces, and the business invested in the provincial capital was no less than nine figures in that era. There are countless luxury cars at home, but you can't go to Mingyuezhai for modern transportation. Although Liao Laosi built a strip oil road during his lifetime, but it was too narrow, no matter how rich he was, he couldn't build a road, not to mention the narrowness of the oil road, and there have been many mudslides in the mountains in the past few years, the road has collapsed in many places, the mountain road is high and steep, nine bends and eighteen bends, since ancient times, except for the horse gang in the mountains, few people can cross the danger. Even experienced caravans are generally reluctant to go that route.