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Chapter Twelve I Want to Be Independent

An hour is neither long nor short, but for people like Fu Jia, this hour is like the end.

The sun was emitting soft light, the air was fresh, birds were chirping, and dew wetted the bluestones on the ground. Several figures came to the sun and slowly walked into the yard.

The other hand holds a large smoking pot, with a few wisps of tobacco curling up the cigarette holder. This person looks about fifty, wearing a green coat, his hair is slightly short and he looks capable, and his earlobes are slightly longer. He seems to be a blessed person, except for his lips.

It's a little thin and doesn't look easy to talk to.

There were two young people following him, but they were both wearing the clothing of disciples of Haoxue Sect. They seemed to be disciples of the outer sect. One of them was slightly fatter, but slightly younger, and looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. The other

A figure is thin but very tall and looks like a bamboo pole.

"Manager Zhong, you said that Senior Brother Xiao was really bad at carrying it, and he lost his life in vain."

At this time, the fat disciple next to him was chewing his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence from between his teeth. He also used his little finger to pick out the gaps between his teeth from time to time. It seemed that he had eaten quite a sumptuous meal in the morning. The tall and thin man next to him frowned slightly.

He wrinkled, but didn't say anything. His face was expressionless and looked scary.

"Jike, how many times have I told you, this matter is not that simple, be careful with the Wannian Ship."

The steward took two puffs of the cigarette pot, with a satisfied look on his face, and smacked it with his mouth a few times, as if he was reminiscing. Then he said: "Hurry up and finish what your brother told you, so that we can go back early. I can

I don’t want to stay with these mortals and get all the bad luck.”

The tall and thin man looked up at him and pursed his lips, but in the end he remained silent. Ji Ke turned to look at him and said disdainfully: "What about the high hemp pole? Do you have something to say?"

This man's surname was Gao Qiming, but he was self-reliant and unwilling to join in the same deeds with others. He was often bullied by two people, but both of them had backing, and his character was indifferent, so someone gave him the nickname

A nickname is Ma Gan.

Manager Zhong glanced at him and snorted coldly, as if he was a little dissatisfied. Ji Ke looked at him gloatingly, and then heard Manager Zhong say next to him: "This rich man is really getting more and more capable. It's only been three quarters of a second."

, not even a single person was seen, the airs were really big.”

"Maybe he was a little overjoyed and drank a few more drinks. If not, let's go in first and wait for a while. He paid a lot of good tribute this time. My brother also told me, so let him have a good time."

Jike on the side said calmly.

Gao Qiming sighed secretly, raised his head and glanced at the way he came, his brows wrinkled slightly, and then relaxed.

"Forget it, let's go in first, and then we can give him a good blow once the matter is over." Manager Zhong waved his hand and walked into the yard.

Ji Ke licked his lips with a half-smile and followed closely. Gao Qiming sighed and was about to go in when he heard a bang inside. It seemed that the cigarette pot in Steward Zhong's hand fell to the ground, and then he heard

Ji Ke took a deep breath of air.

Gao Qiming knew something must have happened inside, so he rushed in three steps at a time. The first thing that appeared in front of him was Huang Ba, who was lying in the flowers, with his hands on his waist and his face covered with black mud, with a bag as big as an egg on his head.

, grunting in his mouth.

Following closely behind were Ma San and Liu Bing, who were still unconscious. They still maintained the posture of head down and butt up. The real reason that made Manager Zhong so frightened that his cigarette pot dropped to the ground was that they

Fu Jia, who was talking about it just now, was lying in the grass covered in blood, with a leg iron nailed on the palm of his left hand, three steel needles poked in his right hand, and three bloody holes on his buttocks, which were still bleeding out. If it weren't for

Because he is fat, I'm afraid the blood has dried up by now.

"What...what's going on..." The expression on Manager Zhong's face was extremely exciting. Even Ji Ke's face turned pale with fright. Only Gao Qiming looked around and said after a while: "They seem to have been hit."

No traps allowed.”

"Huh? What did you say?" Manager Zhong glared at him.

"No...impossible. When we first came in, it was obviously...obviously not there!" Ji Ke followed up and said.

Seeing that the two of them didn't believe it, he didn't say anything. He leaned over and picked up a red fruit from the ground and handed it to them. Only then did they see the runes engraved on it, but the light patterns had already dimmed.

It had no effect at all, and at the same time he took a few steps forward, stopped in front of a bluestone, and at the same time kicked the bluestone with his foot.

The two of them walked over and looked down. On the bluestone, faint light patterns were faintly visible. It was obviously forbidden, and it seemed that it had not lost its effect. The two of them took a deep breath at the same time.

Damn, this is really weird.

Let's not talk about Fu Jia and the others, just the prohibition that has not yet disappeared is weird enough. Ji Ke shuddered on the side, looked around, and whispered: "Damn, it's not haunted, is it?"

Manager Zhong frowned and looked at Gao Qiming aside, obviously wanting to hear what he had to say. Gao Qiming sighed and said, "Besides Manager Xiao, isn't there another child here?"

Only then did the steward realize. Yes, the purpose of their coming this time was to deal with the handover of this child. A five-year-old child is working as a second-class handyman. This is considered a matter in the Haoxue Sect.

It's the only one, otherwise Fu Jia wouldn't be so concerned about it.

He looked up at the location of the main house and shouted fiercely: "Lou Yi! Lou Yi, come out!!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened from the inside, and a child walked out. He stood in the sun and stretched, looking as if he hadn't woken up yet, rubbing his eyes with his hands.

Ji Ke stared at him and asked, "Are you Lou Yi?"

The little guy hummed and trotted up to the three of them. His big eyes were moving and looked particularly smart. In fact, when the three of them came here, the little guy already knew it, but he didn't dare to mess around.

move.

After all, the three of them are monks, people who are like gods. If they are discovered, we don't know what the consequences will be.

Seeing the innocent look on the little guy's face, the three of them really couldn't connect it with the miserable look of Fu Jia and the others. Manager Zhong snorted and looked at Gao Qiming, seeming to be questioning him silently.

Qiming looked at Lou Yi expressionlessly, with a different kind of light flashing in his eyes.

The two people's eyes intertwined for a moment, and each other felt awe in their hearts. Lou Yi felt that Gao Qiming seemed to have seen something, while the latter felt that this little baby was not simple. The two had a tacit understanding and looked away at the same time.

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"Did you hear any noise last night?" Gao Qiming asked.

The little guy shook his head, and Gao Qiming pointed at Fu Jia and asked, "Do you know this person?"

Lou Yi looked in the direction of his finger, screamed out, and then hid behind Gao Qiming. This made Manager Zhong's last suspicion disappear. How could a five-year-old baby do this?

The thing is, regardless of his status as a mortal, even those two servants can easily take care of this little baby.

"Okay Qiming, let's leave this matter to the execution hall. It's getting late and I have other things to do." Manager Zhong obviously didn't want to waste time. Gao Qiming wanted to say something else. He looked back.

He glanced at the little guy holding his thigh and felt that his whole body was shaking slightly. He sighed slightly in his heart. The soft part seemed to be touched. He put his hand on his head and rubbed it twice, and whispered: "Okay.

It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Lou Yi then let go of his little hand, but he did not dare to raise his head to look at Gao Qiming. He suddenly looked at Fu Jia's position again and whispered: "I know this fat grandpa..."

This opening almost made everyone stunned for a moment. Manager Zhong and Ji Ke didn't expect it, but Gao Qiming couldn't understand how he got himself involved again after letting this little guy go just now.

No matter what they think, Lou Yi will definitely not let go of his opportunity this time, an excellent opportunity to get rid of Rich A. Plus, he can see that Gao Qiming wants to let it go.

He must definitely seize this opportunity.

"This fat grandpa and these two people were here yesterday." The little guy said crisply.

Manager Zhong frowned and asked, "What's going on? Please tell me!"

"Yesterday this fat grandpa brought the two of them here and said that Grandpa Xiao has gone to ride a crane, wuwuwu..." Lou Yi started to cry as he said it, which made people feel distressed, but then he

What he said made the three people look different.

Xiao Louyi told Fu Hai's purpose of coming here yesterday, such as his coveting of Manager Xiao's money and his monthly routine, etc. In fact, most of these were made up by him, although Fu Jia did mean this.

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Manager Zhong and Ji Ke were in the same den as the rich snake rat, so they naturally believed 90% of what Xiaolou Yi said, but Gao Qiming had his own ideas. He knew earlier that this little guy was not simple, and he was not broken at this moment.

, it depends on how he acts next.

When Lou Yi saw Gao Qiming speechless, he immediately calmed down. Hearing a thump, the little guy knelt down and cried: "I won't follow anyone. I can take care of myself. Grandpa Xiao is gone. I

I have to guard this place for Grandpa Xiao."

Manager Zhong and Ji Ke looked at each other. They knew that this matter was a bit troublesome. They were secretly worried that Fu Jia was extremely stupid and many things happened. If he really stabbed him at this time, the consequences would be disastrous. Both of them were planning in their minds.

Looking at what he was talking about, only Gao Qiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, secretly thinking that this rich man was finished.

In the end, things went as expected. Fu Jia was taken into custody by the execution hall and everything was confiscated. He was then kicked out of Haoxue Sect. Huang Ba, as the planner, was demoted to D-level servants together with the two servants. He was used to being domineering.

One can imagine what life will be like for them after losing their backer, Fu Jia.

Xiao Lou Yi was free, but his residence was still taken back. After all, he was too young and with his status it was impossible to keep Guanshi Xiao's residence. However, his goal was achieved.

Because he was still young, the sect did not deprive him of the treatment of a second-class servant. At the same time, he was given a job to take care of the daily life of a handyman. The little guy didn't say anything, so he naturally agreed.
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