The reward fell into my hand and felt very thin and moist.
It was not convenient to pick it up and look at it at this time, so Xu Ping stuffed it into his sleeve quietly, then turned to look at Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu's face was full of amazement and he praised: "Shopkeeper Xu is young and promising, and his skills are superb. If you hadn't been here tonight, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been so smooth."
Xu Ping knew it in his heart.
Uncle Jiu is proficient in Maoshan Taoism. Even if he doesn't take action, he can solve the problem of reincarnating the female ghost through other methods.
It's just a little more troublesome.
Hearing this compliment, Xu Ping couldn't help but humbly said: "Uncle Jiu, thank you very much. These are all wild fox Zen. How can they compare to you, Uncle Jiu? You are an orthodox Maoshan disciple and you are proficient in Maoshan Taoism."
The reason why he said this is very simple, he wanted to have sex for free.
But Uncle Jiu was also a mature man, so he did not answer directly: "Hey, shopkeeper Xu, why should you belittle yourself? Besides, I just saw that your true energy is as condensed as white jade, without any impurities. I guess you are also an extremely skilled qi practitioner."
Xu Ping doesn't know whether he is good or not.
But since practicing the "Tongxuan Sutra", he feels energetic all the time, and both his body and his mind have become more transparent.
After reciting the "Tongxuan Sutra" silently every night, many impurities were forced out of the body, the skin became whiter, and the person became more handsome. A matchmaker came to the door two days ago, but he kicked her out.
Now is the time to work on your career, not your relationship.
Xu Ping raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, the Zi period has passed and it has entered the Chou period. The handsome people are getting ready to go home.
"Uncle Jiu, if there is nothing else, Xu will leave now."
Hearing this, Uncle Jiu hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper Xu, since it's getting too late, if you don't mind it, how about resting in Yizhuang for one night?"
It doesn't matter where I sleep, there is no beautiful girl at home anyway, and judging from Uncle Jiu's intentions, he still has something to say...
Xu Ping cupped his hands and said, "That's too much trouble."
…
Under the same night.
Xu Ji's coffin shop stood quietly at the end of the street, the door of the shop was closed tightly, the lanterns in front of the door had long been extinguished, and there were only a few drunkards on the road.
Silence, darkness.
"Meow~~"
A cat's meow broke the quiet night, and a "yeah" sound came from the alley next to the coffin shop, which seemed to be frightened by the cat's meow.
"Keep your voice down, it's just a cat that scares you like this?" A soft voice came out with a hint of reprimand.
"No, sister, you were obviously frightened just now, but you still have the nerve to tell me."
Hiding in the dark alley are the two sisters from Yangji Rice Roll Shop.
A small sparrow and a big swallow.
My sister, Yang Feique, was dressed in black and stood in the shadow of the high wall. It would be hard to spot if you didn't look carefully. She suppressed her voice and roared: "Are you itchy?"
"No..." Yang Feiyan shrank her neck. She was obviously a head taller than her, but she didn't dare to talk back at all: "Sister, is shopkeeper Xu really not at home?"
Yang Feiqiao's eyes were clear and agile, and he was as shrewd as lightning. He said confidently: "Of course, I saw him coming out of the door when I was throwing out the garbage."
"Feiyan, we can't wait any longer. We will sneak in over the wall tonight and we must find his family's account books."
Yang Feiyan thought more carefully and asked: "What if he comes back suddenly?"
Yang Feiqiao showed a look of disdain and said with a look of disdain: "Hmph, a man who lives alone ran out at night, where else could he go, how could he come back?"
I thought that pretty boy was a gentleman, but I didn't expect... all men are just a piece of shit.
Hearing her sister's words, Yang Feiyan was astonished, as if she woke up from a dream: "Sister, you mean that shopkeeper Xu went to visit the brothel?"
"Snapped!"
Yang Feiqiao jumped up and hit his sister on the head, "I've told you countless times not to be so unrestrained and full of dirty talk."
It was obviously you who started talking... Yang Feiyan pursed her lips in grievance. After a moment, she remembered what to say: "Sister, I always feel that there are strange noises here. Is there anyone else in his house?"
ah?"
"Where is the strange sound coming from?"
"listen!"
The night wind whimpered.
The two of them held their breath and listened, and the alley suddenly became quiet.
At this moment, there was an inexplicable sound, wrapped in the night wind, and slowly dispersed.
"Shashasha..."
Yang Feiqiao frowned. It sounded like it was coming from the wall, but if he listened carefully, he could not grasp the direction.
The ability to distinguish the location of sounds is slightly poor.
After listening for a while, Yang Feiyan frowned and said, "It sounds like she is sawing something."
As soon as he heard his sister say this, Yang Feiqiao, who loved reading books, suddenly remembered some bad pictures and felt that the voice was particularly scary.
Her voice became trembling: "Don't talk nonsense, don't scare yourself this late at night."
Yang Feiyan thought to herself,
She didn't say anything. It was just sister who was thinking wildly. After pondering for a moment, she asked: "Sister, do we still want to go in?"
"Come in!" Yang Feiqiao's little face showed determination, and his voice was extremely firm, "But my qinggong is better than yours, so I'll climb over the wall first, and then I'll call you over if there's no problem."
Upon hearing this, Yang Feiyan said: "Sister, please be careful. If anything happens, please notify me immediately to rescue you."
Yang Feiqiao rolled his eyes at his sister, said nothing, and jumped up, tapping his toes on the wall three times, and climbed up the wall without making a sound.
She first took a look, only to see a pile of weeds and nothing else, so she jumped over.
Seeing her sister disappear on the wall, Yang Feiyan nodded frequently and muttered to herself:
Although my sister is agile and light, she has limited congenital conditions and her legs are too short. If it were me, I should be able to turn over with just a click.
But it will definitely make some noise, not as light as my sister.
"It's okay, come here quickly."
Hearing her sister's low voice, Yang Feiyan showed off her long legs and took a step forward. There was a slight sound and she turned over in one go.
Yang Feiyan turned over and looked around. There were a bunch of weeds growing against the wall, and in front of them were three rooms, completely dark.
Hey, where is my sister?
Yang Feiyan's eyes flickered, and she was startled: "Sister, where are you?"
"Idiot, please keep your voice down, I'm behind you."
The sound of yelling and cursing came from the weeds. Yang Feiyan hurriedly turned around and saw her sister squatting in the weeds, perfectly covering her figure. If you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't find her.
Yang Feiyan immediately smiled and said: "Sister, you are really suitable to be a killer."
Yang Feiqiao stood up from the grass. The weeds, which were half a person's height, were poking at her neck, causing discomfort. She gritted her teeth with a dark face: "If I were a killer, I would kill you first."
After saying that, she walked forward angrily.
Yang Feiyan followed her, looked around, and thought to herself that the "rustling" sound just now had really disappeared.
Beyond these three houses is the backyard of the Xu family's coffin shop.
Just as they passed the narrow drainage channel on the left side of the house, Yang Feique, who was walking in front, noticed something was wrong.
She looked up carefully and happened to see the strange scene in the backyard under the hazy moonlight.
In the backyard, several upright figures with pale faces, blushers and weird smiles, holding axes, saw blades and large logs, all looked over.
A sense of horror still arises.
"whee……"
The horrifying laughter reverberated, and Yang Feique's scalp exploded, his head was buzzing, and he screamed in a daze: