Although she voluntarily went to Guiyunzhuang to sell herself to pick up customers, she had to act according to the rules set by the Golden Villa.

Because she once lost everything she had, silver, jewelry, and even her personal freedom to the Golden Throwing Villa, and became a slave of the Golden Throwing Villa, she must use her body to earn money for the Golden Throwing Villa, and earn it until she paid off the silver owed with interest.

Before this, she was the property of the Golden Villa, no matter who it was, if she wanted to take her away, who would have to die, and you dare to say that she didn't harm you?

Lan Yutang's face was still calm as usual, as quiet as a fallen leaf slowly fluttering in the wind, as quiet as a faint swimming fish in the stream, and said slowly:

Oh, you're wrong, actually, she didn't want to escape, and I didn't want to take her away, as for what she left Guiyunzhuang for, of course, she had her own reasons.

Perhaps, she wanted to find another way to earn money to return the silver to Yunzhuang, perhaps, she was forced by others, maybe, there are many kinds of maybes, I can't say it at all.

What's more, if you open your Lonely Smoke Inn, and she repays her money, what does it matter to you as to which method she uses to repay the money she owes?

Hearing this, the green smoke suddenly raised his hand and wiped it lightly on his face, tearing off a human skin mask, revealing a fat and clumsy face.

Then, this face, which couldn't tell whether it was disgusting or pleasant, suddenly burst out laughing, gently patted his belly like a bell, weird and proud, and said in a deep voice: What my old man said has always been a sentence and a nail, and it will never lie to people, so it has nothing to do with me.

It turns out that this green smoke is not a real green smoke, let alone a green smoke that has been resurrected from the dead.

It turned out that he was pretending to be Bai Qinghou, the owner of the Golden Villa.

However, what made Hongliu feel a little puzzled was how the fat pig-like body like Bai Qinghou pretended to be a water snake-like body like Qingyan.

Although Lan Yutang has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, he can be regarded as well-informed, and even he himself knows a little bit of disguise techniques, but he doesn't know what kind of method Bai Qinghou used to pretend to be.

However, Bai Qinghou has a way to pretend to be, and the pretending is so similar that people can't see any flaws.

What's going on here?

Could it be that he has practiced the legendary method of shrinking bones and removing flesh, and can change the formation of skeletal muscles at will, so that he can change into his desired height and body shape as he wants?

Thinking of this, Lan Yutang sighed secretly.

Because he knew that at this moment, he had met the most difficult opponent in his life.

And Bai Qinghou was still standing in the light and shadow that the oil lamp at the door could not find, smiling slightly, smiling very brightly, smiling very softly, like a poppy that had just bloomed, bright and intense.

He looked coldly at the corpse of the green smoke lying curled up in the corner and covered with clothes, and his face suddenly exuded an indescribable weirdness, which made people shudder.

His smile had not changed, but the meaning of his smile had changed, it had become cold and vicious, even with an indescribable sense of sadness.

Could it be that he was grieving for the green smoke?

Seeing Bai Qinghou's weird and cruel appearance, Hongliu seemed to be scared, snuggling up to Lan Yutang tightly, holding his hand tightly, as if he was already extremely scared.

What kind of person Bai Qinghou is, she knows better than Lan Yutang.

betrayed Bai Qinghou, concealed his identity, sneaked into the secret room and stole the poison of his "Three Days of Floating Life", she knows better what kind of punishment she will receive.

Bai Qinghou didn't look at him, just stared at Lan Yutang, smiled sadly, and then, walked in, walked to the place where the light and shadow of the oil lamp could cover, and said in a deep voice:

If it's just because she wants to go with you, and change to another way to compensate for the silver taels owed, maybe, for the sake of your immortal phoenix, I won't kill her.

However, she actually dared to steal my "Three Days of Floating Life", which was hundreds of times more expensive than gold, and she actually wanted to use this bottle of "Three Days of Floating Life" to harm people.

With these two points alone, I will never let her live in this world again, so she must die today.

Actually, even if I don't say it, you should understand that "Three Days of Floating Life" is a long-lost poison in the rivers and lakes, so I will never allow it to spread out and harm people.

Lan Yutang stood up, sat directly on the table with the oil lamp, and also knocked lightly on the table, making a dull and monotonous voice, and sneered:

It seems that I really didn't expect that our Boss Bai is still such a kind and responsible person, admire, admire, really admire.

However, I can assure you that even if the poison of "Three Days of Floating Life" spreads, it will definitely not kill people, because this poison has already been cracked, so please let her go.

Hearing this, Bai Qinghou's brows, which had almost lost his hair, couldn't help frowning, and even a slight sweat came out, and he said in a deep voice: Oh, how do you know?

Lan Yutang's immortal jade flute turned around on his wrist a few times, and then, he pressed one end of it against the tabletop, knocked it gently, and said lightly:

Of course I know, because I watched that person crack it, and I used my own body as a specimen to help crack it, why?

At this moment, Bai Qinghou's brows furrowed even higher, and the cold sweat flowed even more.

He seemed to know what was going on in that dark hide, and then, calmly patting his shiny head, he sneered, and said:

Oh, I forgot, you're the first person to be poisoned by this, and you're still alive after being taken into the tomb of the living dead by the black-clad puppet.

It seems that this poison has indeed been cracked, and the person who cracked this poison must be the one who developed this antidote.

Speaking of this, a cold murderous aura suddenly rose from the corner of his mouth, he bit his lip, and said fiercely: Presumably you should have seen those two people?

Lan Yutang smiled very easily, as if he didn't think there was anything terrible about Bai Qinghou's appearance at all, but felt that it was indescribably funny.

He nodded and said lightly: Luckily, I have already visited two seniors, and I am lucky not to die after the guidance of the two seniors.

Speaking of this, a trace of an inexplicable smile suddenly rose at the corner of his mouth, a hint of a provocative smile, and then, with his thumb on his chin, his index finger gently scratched around his nose, and said lightly: Not only that, but I also know some unknown inside stories.