Zhao Erhe was sitting at the main seat, with Li Kunhai and his four sons sitting next to him. Facing Zhao Erhe were Qin Yuelou and Tiger King, who were at the guest seats.
Platefuls of dishes were brought to the table by the maids, and each of these maids was dressed very coolly. In addition, their postures were elegant, their faces were young and beautiful, their figures were fat and thin, and they were all physically beautiful.
There is something special about people,
In this way, it becomes a beautiful landscape full of potential desires, which is a borderline game.
As for these things that are unique to humans, Qin Yuelou can tell at a glance that these maids are not humans, but transformed banshees. Some have cat ears, some have arms that look like wings, and some have exposed tails.
, some retain animal claws...
Although they are not human, these people are really beautiful.
If Qin Yuelou were to describe it, it would be a hazy beauty half-covered by a pipa.
Sometimes, wearing something can stimulate people's senses more than not wearing it.
But Qin Yuelou didn't squint, even though there was a transformed demon lying in front of everyone at the table, and all kinds of dishes were covered with the transformed banshee.
The plump and thin transformed banshees and maidservants presented the dishes like an assembly line, and then sat beside everyone very consciously, waiting for the master of the house to speak, and then served.
Qin Yuelou held a sword with one hand, crossed his legs, and held a gourd in his left hand. He was drinking wine here and there. Neither the Zhao family nor Li Kunhai spoke.
He wanted to see what kind of fun the Zhao family wanted to do, but Zhao Mengye was quite unhappy, but he didn't dare to show it. He only dared to secretly poke at Qin Yuelou's flesh with his eyes.
The tiger had sad eyes and lowered his head. He couldn't bear to look at the banshee with nothing but vegetables on the table, nor could he bear to look at the transformed banshees sitting next to him like puppets on strings.
Zhao Erhe kept his eyes closed to rest his mind. After a while, Zhao Erhe opened his eyes and saw Qin Yuelou.
"Imagine, you are that profound swordsman, right?" Zhao Erhe looked at Qin Yuelou.
Qin Yuelou also took a look at Zhao Erhe. He was very old, like a shriveled old cucumber. The skin and flesh on his face were also wrinkled. The skinny cheeks appeared to have protruding cheekbones and the skin was introverted. Maybe it was because of his old age that his eyelids were droopy.
It's so that people can't see the eyes.
"If you are too advanced in cultivation, you are just average. But thanks to the care of your brothers at home, you can have a good future." Qin Yuelou said while leaning on his sword and leaning forward slightly.
But she still kept a certain distance from the banshee in front of her. This banshee should be in the form of a lynx. She has short hair and long ears. Her hands and feet have not yet fully transformed, and they still have slightly larger lynx claws.
, she was motionless, and her eyes were extremely empty.
"It's just that I really didn't expect that this monster, which is unknown to outsiders, could be found in so many in this large manor, and that they all obeyed and were willing to serve as food dishes."
"How could they know? After all, they are just a group of ordinary people with no power or influence." Zhao Erhe said it quite politely.
"Actually, you just treat them like shit, right?" Qin Yuelou drank another drink for himself.
"They are my God of Wealth, how can they be nothing?" Zhao Erhe was talking, but no one dared to interrupt.
"Then the status of the God of Wealth is really low." Qin Yuelou shook his head and murmured in a low voice.
Then I didn’t really want to pretend, but I still said it very tactfully: “Actually, I know what kind of piss you are, so I came here specifically to find something to do for you, okay.
Let me accumulate some virtue for you all.”
"Oh? I don't know, what's your opinion?" Zhao Erhe ignored the derogatory connotation in Qin Yuelou's words, but seemed to be somewhat interested in "accumulating virtue", so he asked about Qin Yuelou.
"Of course, slaying demons and demons." Qin Yuelou took out the little yellow book from his arms.
Zhao Erhe also watched calmly as Qin Yuelou pretended to flip through the pages of the monster portraits he had killed before, and then turned to his target this time.
Zhao Erhe looked at the huge sturgeon in Qin Yuelou's little yellow book, stroked his beard, and picked up a chopstick of fish meat, as if he was hiding something.
"It seems that the head of the Zhao family recognizes this sturgeon monster?" Qin Yuelou asked.
"I recognize it, that was eighty years ago, when I was eighteen."
"It's also eighteen?" Qin Yuelou interjected and asked, interrupting Zhao Erhe's words.
"That's not true. I don't know how old this sturgeon is. It's just that this sturgeon was longer than the boat I was on when I went to sea. It was just like in the painting. It took the boat
They surrounded him, but..." Zhao Erhe didn't say anything.
"Just what?" Qin Yuelou asked Zhao Erhe.
"It's just that this sturgeon didn't destroy our ship, nor did it fall into its belly and become its food. But that was only then, but now, when you mention this sturgeon, I think of it
Many ships going out to sea have suffered inexplicable disasters, and it is impossible to say that it is related to this sturgeon."
"This is interesting. Maybe it was full at the time." Qin Yuelou put away the little yellow book, "It's just that in the North Sea, if there is such a big sturgeon, it will definitely eat this sturgeon."
Consider him the Dragon King of the North Sea."
"The Dragon King of the North Sea is not this sturgeon. If we say the Dragon King of the North Sea, he is a truly powerful god. He is a sea god who is far more powerful than the A-Ma Queen."
Qin Yuelou became alert: "Dagon Fish God? South Sea Dragon God?"
"That's not true. The name of the god cannot be stated directly, but this god may be more powerful than the god you mentioned." Zhao Erhe said.
Qin Yuelou also used his six ears to listen to Zhao Erhe's thoughts, but Zhao Erhe was just thinking about how to win over him. Several other people obviously knew about it, but they didn't think about it at the moment, so Qin Yuelou
So let's leave it at that.
"In that case, it's easy to say. My goal is to kill this sturgeon monster. If you two are willing to invest, wouldn't it be a good idea for us to work together to destroy the monster?" Qin Yuelou glanced at the table.
The person came up and took the little yellow book back to the warehouse.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Young hero, you don't know something, my godfather hates this monster so much." Li Kunhai looked at Zhao Erhe's face and said, seeing that Zhao Erhe didn't have a bad expression, he
Then he started talking again, "This business opportunity at sea is one of the important sources of my godfather's huge family fortune. It can be said that it is the thicker one among my godfather's thighs."
Qin Yuelou took a sip of wine, then slapped his thigh, pretending to be filled with righteous indignation and said angrily, his words full of heroic spirit.
"Easy to say, this sturgeon has blocked Mr. Zhao's financial path. I understand, I understand, isn't this the third leg that is broken?! I understand, I can help Mr. Zhao reattach this thigh, as the saying goes
Well done, blocking people's way of making money is like killing their parents. This big fish monster killed your grandparents and turned Mr. Zhao into a cub with no father or mother. I can't let this big fish monster get away with it."
Zhao Erhe narrowed his eyes, as if he had murderous intent in his heart, but soon the murderous intent disappeared from his eyes. Mr. Zhao slapped the table and shouted "Hello".
"Okay! As expected, young hero, you have a warm heart and a chivalrous heart. As for this big sea monster, we are also very troubled by it. After all, it is not only our merchant ship that has suffered damage, but other merchant ships have also suffered damage. Of course, we have already had the idea to save it.
The sturgeon has been removed, but because there is no one with advanced cultivation to lead the team, it can only be shelved." Zhao Erhe slapped the table and said, "In this case, we must vigorously publicize it and let the rich, wealthy, gentry and all the big families in the city work together.
Money to suppress demons! When the time comes, we will divide the money 30-70."
"Okay! Mr. Zhao regards money as dung, I want 70% of it." Qin Yuelou nodded, held up the gourd and said, "Come on, brother, I have to toast you with this glass of wine, this wealth is pouring into the sky."
I have to thank you for giving it to me."
Zhao Mengquan saw that his eyesight was still high, so he quickly poured soup for Zhao Erhe: "Dad, this Gui Shou soup was cooked very hot today. Please drink some to moisten your throat."
"Young hero, the money may not actually be that much, so you have to be prepared." Zhao Mengchao said slowly and elegantly spit out fish bones from his mouth.
"Oh? Why is this?" Qin Yuelou asked strangely.
"Because at that time, the money of the merchant gentry and the family must be repaid in full, and the people's money is what we will finally get, but think about it, how much can we collect from the people's money?
But after all, it’s just a business with no capital and huge profits.” Zhao Mengqing explained.
"Oh, so that's what it means. Then, what if I want the money of this merchant gentry and his family?" Qin Yuelou asked, then slapped his sword on the table, "Everyone, this is enough
What?"
"This may not be enough." Li Kunhai looked at Qin Yuelou's sword and said, "You still need this."
Li Kunhai said, and made a gesture of slapping the gavel on the table.
"Oh, then I understand, is this enough?" Qin Yuelou crossed his arms over his chest, and the long sword in the scabbard was automatically unsheathed. The clanking sword resounded through the hall and flew around everyone in a circle.
It returns to the scabbard like a dragon returning to the sea.
Everyone closed their mouths in tacit agreement and stared at Qin Yuelou and the sword Qin Yuelou slapped on the table.
Zhao Erhe drank the Gui Shou soup, then stood up and scooped up the soup pot with a spoon. There was a stewed turtle lying in the soup pot. With just a little effort, the turtle's neck was broken by the spoon, and it was placed in the soup pot.
In the bowl, he handed it to the maid next to him.
The maid understood and walked to Qin Yuelou's side with the bowl in hand.
"We will talk about this later, but your strength is obvious to all. You can perform this flying sword technique at such a young age. I guess you must be a gifted person. Today, you are the maid of our Zhao family.
Choose a warm bed at your choice, why not take a rest at my house tonight, and let me help you wash away the dust. After all, your presence is really a great gift, making the humble house shine. We have missed the welcome, and this is
Not to mention, my ignorant little son still had trouble with you." Zhao Erhe said loudly, but then he started coughing again.
The cough was very violent, but even blood was coughed up. The maids on both sides of Zhao Erhe did not dare to move rashly, but only dared to support Zhao Erhe, while the other one soothed Zhao Erhe's back.
Zhao Mengquan, who was next to Zhao Erhe, hurriedly prepared his pipe, dug out the pipe, and hurriedly lit a cigarette for Zhao Erhe. Zhao Erhe grabbed the pipe like a drowning man grabbing a rope, and took a deep puff.
Then his movements calmed down, his expression was peaceful, and he puffed out a puff of smoke easily.
Qin Yuelou glanced at the smoke exhaled by Zhao Erhe. Perhaps it was because of the swaying flames of the oil lamps and candles. The shape of the smoke was like a curled-up baby.
But it dispersed quickly.
"So I hope you, sir, can show your respect. After all, Japan today is just a table of Hetou wine. If we talk about Hetou wine, won't the inner taste change?" Zhao Erhe smoked a cigarette and laughed.
Qin Yuelou glanced at Zhao Mengye, half-smiling but not smiling. He didn't nod or shake his head, he just said something.
"I can forgive him, after all, I am still alive. Those who are dead, do you think you can forgive him alive?"
Zhao Erhe still smiled: "He is still a child, and children are not sensible, so they have done so many wrong things."
Qin Yuelou laughed, but after laughing for a while, he was tired from laughing and could not laugh anymore. He just put his hand on the sword.
"That's why I asked you to accumulate some virtue. There are many people buried under this house. They want to climb up from below day and night to talk to you about old times. However, it seems to be a trick arranged by the noble lady.
Not only are the people down here unable to climb up, they also have to work day and night to bring you wealth."
Qin Yuelou was about to say something, but his hand holding the sword was suppressed by the maid next to him with the eight ounces on her chest. Although it was warm fragrant soft jade, Qin Yuelou was not distracted.
Qingmi, instead directly pulled out his hand and pushed the maid out with the scabbard.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As soon as the maid was pushed out, a plump lady walked out of the screen behind Zhao Erhe, but this lady seemed to have some physical deficiencies. Look at her
The difficulty in moving seems to be a problem with the legs and feet.
"Young hero, this is just some superficial Qingwu magic. I'm just making the best use of it. Besides, these people are under this house." The lady said softly, but her voice sounded like a hoarse baby's voice.
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The opening and closing of the lady's lips was very small, but Qin Yuelou could still see it. The lady actually had no tongue...
It’s not that there is no tongue, it’s that there is no human tongue in the normal sense.
Most of her tongue was missing, and what replaced it was a two-headed snake entrenched in her lower mouth. This two-headed snake was extremely small. When speaking, it stuck its head out and stuck out its tongue. That tongue was not a snake, but a parrot starling.
A little tongue like that.
He doesn't look like a well-known sect, but more like a warlock who specializes in heresy. The warlock may not be very good, but he has a lot of heresy in his mind. Although these heresy are taboo, once they are used, they are no weaker than swordsmen in terms of killing.
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"Since there are experts in your house, why can't you take down the sturgeon monster in the sea?" Qin Yuelou said, and he could naturally see that this noble lady was not someone to be trifled with.
"There are specialties in martial arts, and swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. With you taking the lead, it's more secure, isn't it?" said the noble lady.
"Farewell, you were hiding behind that screen and I didn't notice you without paying attention. If I were the first to get caught, I wouldn't be able to find a place to reason with you."
"Of course it's because I admire the sword cultivator's style and want to secretly watch you from behind the screen. In the past, I also met a Kunlun sword cultivator named Hu Qiye. It's a pity that I'm old and yellow. Alas,
Now that I have met you, I feel that you are somewhat similar to Hu Qiye, and I thought you were here to find me."
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