Jiang Feng looked at him and said with a smile: What's the matter, Dad? Do you think what I said is very interesting, and you still want to listen to it?

Father Qi said coldly: Listen to you big-headed ghost, you haven't paid yet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Feng looked at him and said lightly: Oh, why don't you have any sense of humor, it's a waste of my tongue, okay, I'm leaving.

Jian Thirty suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so helplessly, and so heartily, and then, waving his hand towards Jiang Feng, said, "Hey, little brother, why did you suddenly figure it out?" Are you really planning to leave, and you don't plan to stay and watch the fun.

Jiang Feng turned around and walked over again, and said loudly into his ear: This is called enlightenment, brother, okay, that's it, I'm leaving, I want to see more lively places, I don't necessarily have to hang myself on a tree in this place, right?

Looking at his back, Jian Thirty couldn't help but touch the scar on his neck, and suddenly became suspicious, put the remaining jar of wine to his mouth and didn't have the heart to drink it, just muttered: Hey, why did this kid suddenly become obedient, could it be that he was engaged in some conspiracy?

As soon as Jiang Feng left with his front feet, he saw the boss of the coffin shop come in with a big mouth, and for some reason, his old face was as ugly as a donkey's kick, and then, sitting on the bench, patting the table and shouting at Father Qi: Hey, hey, hurry up and bring the wine, I'm annoyed.

Father Qi walked over, circled around him a few times, looked left and right, and then, his eyebrows twisted into pimples, and said with a puzzled face: Hey, hey, big mouth, since the chaos began in this town, I haven't seen you so unhappy, what's wrong?

Big Mouth slapped the table vigorously, with a lonely and melancholy face, and complained to Father Qi with two ghost paws: Besides, the two of them don't know what evil they have fallen into, and they actually made peace, I have no business to do now, of course I'm not happy, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and bring me wine.

Hearing this, Father Qi suddenly laughed as if he had picked up a treasure out of thin air, and said: Oh, okay, okay, from now on, this town will have a peaceful life. Big mouth, today's drink, even if I invite you, drink as much as you want.

Big Mouth pointed at his nose and said: I'm almost annoyed, you still make such a joke with me, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bring me the wine and food.

Father Qi didn't care whether he was happy or not, he still smiled almost from ear to ear, and said with a complacent face, "This is called feng shui in turns, in the past, when we all lost our homes, weren't you laughing alone?" Haha, now it's finally my turn to laugh, ouch, laugh at me.

Jian Thirty took a sip of wine, looked at Father Qi's unhappy look, and said lightly: I advise you not to be too happy. Hmph, there's no reason to make peace now. The officials haven't left yet, and they don't dare to do it at all, so let's make peace for the time being. No wonder it's so calm these days, there must be a ghost in it.

Speaking of this, he looked at Big Mouth and said with a puzzled expression: Hey, Big Mouth Boss, do you know who they proposed to make peace first?

The big mouth sighed and said: Of course it's Uncle Gan.

Jian Thirty pursed his lips and muttered, "Uncle Gan, with his kind of person and his kind of strength, there is absolutely no reason to make peace?" Needless to say, there must be a conspiracy in this. In my experience, it won't be long before more people die here.

This is the favorite of the big mouth.

As soon as he heard that there were still many people in this town who would die, he immediately stood up, danced and said: yes, yes, if it is really like you said, there are still many people dying here, then I have a lot of business to do, oops, go, go, I don't have time to drink now, I'd better hurry back and get ready, there will be big business soon." Great, that's great.

Looking at his virtue, Jian Thirty couldn't help but shake his head and muttered: Hearing that the dead man is still so happy, what kind of person is this, it really makes no sense.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a sharp voice coming from outside, and said coldly to him: No way, he is counting on us people to get rich, so he is happy to hear that someone is dead.

Jian Thirty turned his head to take a look, and found that Gan Ning and his two precious brothers had already walked in, smiling evilly at him.

Gan Ning looked at Jian Thirty, and then sat down on the stool opposite him, and said, "Hey, Brother Mei, what a coincidence, how did you think about the incident you told you two days ago, can you help us?"

Jian Thirty picked up the jar, took a sip of wine, tasted it carefully, and then lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said coldly: You don't have to worry, I haven't thought about who I want to help yet?

Gan Lao Er suddenly took out a bag from his arms, slammed it on the table in front of Jian Thirty, and smiled at him with a certain seductive tone: What else is there to consider, you think about it, isn't it just for the silver. If you help us, this thousand taels will be yours? How about it? I heard that when you helped the old ghost in the past, he only gave you five hundred taels.

Jian Thirty put down the wine jar, glanced at the bag of silver slightly, and then looked at Gan Ning again, shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: Now that you have made peace, do you still need me?

Gan Ning stared at him coldly and said, "You are so well-informed."

Jian Thirty sneered, and then, picked up the wine jar, took a big sip, and said lightly: It's because your news is not kept secret.

Gan Ning's face suddenly became as cold as a cement slab, and a pair of sharp eyes like knives stared at him deadly, and said coldly: Hey, surnamed Mei, don't give you a shame, I don't know what to do, I think we can't do without you. I just don't want you to help the old man.

Boss Gan also came over, put the bag of silver in his hand, and then, with a wicked smile on his face, said: I think you should think clearly, there is no such shop in this village, not to mention that the miser of the old ghost Qian is reluctant to give you a thousand taels, even if you give you a thousand taels, I'm afraid you won't have to spend it.

Jian Thirty threw the bag of silver back again, and said lazily: As for me, I really need to think clearly, and everything will wait for someone to pay for it. It's good for me, too. As for whether I have a life flower or not, that's also my business, and it has nothing to do with you.

Gan Ning suddenly flicked his sleeves, only to see a white light rushing towards Jian Thirty, and then, a snowy knife flew past Jian Thirty's neck, inserted into the door panel behind his head, three feet long, peeling and peeling, and the red silk at the end of the knife jumped chaotically.

Gan Ning looked at Jian Thirty and said coldly: Do you believe it, I will definitely stick it in your throat without hesitation for the next knife?

Jian Thirty patted his chest and said with a smile: Believe, believe, your sword skills are so good, how can you not believe it, but it doesn't matter anymore, if you are really not afraid of trouble, you can kill me, but don't forget, now that the official has not left, if you kill someone in front of him, then how can you explain it to him? As for him, although he is very greedy for money, it can be seen that he is very face-saving, and he will definitely think that you don't take him as a prefect in your eyes at all, and who will suffer when the time comes.