Chapter 168: Night into the Yellow House
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, Damn, the cold wind is whistling in the middle of the night. If it weren't for this little money, who would have done this?" the fat man spat and cursed.
"Second brother, do you think Master Ma can really give us money? Don't regret it after we did this, and we won't give it to you. We're doing it in vain!" the thin man said worriedly.
"He dares! If we don't give money, let's tell you about this. Anyway, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. We are not good, so he won't think so well!" The fat man said with a sneer on his face.
"Hehe, if I could really give it to you, I would have liked Xiaoxianghua in Fanghuayuan. With this money, I will redeem her and serve me specifically. It will be so beautiful to think about it." The thin man said here, his saliva was almost flowing out, and he rubbed his hands and said.
"You have a little chance. If you have money, don't think about redeem yourself first. Let's go and redeem a bitch first. I think you have a brain disease!" The fat man cursed, and then said, "Forget it, I don't care about you no matter what you think. Let's burn this thing quickly. Keep it for a disaster. If someone finds the hands and feet on this thing, neither of us will be able to escape."
As the two of them said, they lifted up the things on the ground again, and the things were the windows that were made during the day.
The two of them carried it hard, and finally carried it to the pond in the Huang Family Garden. The fat man sat on the ground so tired that he lifted his clothes and began to wipe the sweat on his face. While wiping, he cursed, "Damn, it's really not easy to make money. His Ma surname was there and got a thousand taels of silver. We were tired and fucked for this hundred taels of silver. Also, tell me, how much money did his Ma surname make for those broken things he took out every day? What kind of peach wood? The peach wood in Manqianzhou is cut up is not enough for him to sell it like this. It's carved with firewood rods and painted with red paint on it. One dares to sell five taels of silver. He is so dark."
"There is nothing to do. Who can fool people? Otherwise, the Chai Taishou family has died and has become fattened. This bull-nosed master is really in a hurry. Why do you think we can't think of this way to make money?" The thin man shook his head and sighed.
"What's the use of thinking? Who would believe it if you say there is a ghost? Forget it, we brothers are just trying to do our best. Don't think of those useless ones." The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead again and put one of the windows on the prepared firewood and said, "Come here to help me, I'll light the firewood and burn it quickly and go back to sleep. Don't be nonsense in this cold wind."
After hearing the fat man's words, the thin man came over to the window table and put the window on the firewood. Just as he was about to speak, the thin man suddenly felt a white shadow in front of him swaying, as if something had moved and flew over in the air.
"Ah~~" The thin man was startled and screamed in a scream.
"What the hell are you crying and howling?" The fat man turned around and said angrily when he heard the thin man's scream.
"Second brother, second brother, have something..." The thin man was so scared that he felt his legs trembling and said stammeringly.
"What?" the fat man walked over and asked impatiently.
"A white shadow flew past my eyes just now." The thin man said in fear.
"Bai Ying? Are you dazzled? Or you just flew over a bird and you saw it wrong?" The fat man said with disbelief.
"No, I'm really not dazzled, and it's not a bird. The bird is not that big. I just looked at it, and it seemed like a person." The thin man said tremblingly in fear.
"Stop talking nonsense, you won't tell me that it's a ghost! We know more than anyone else whether there is a ghost. Don't be like a woman. Hurry up and burn things and go back to sleep!" The fat man slapped the thin man in the head and cursed.
The fat man said, suddenly he felt something behind him patting his shoulder. He turned to see the thin man and wanted to stop making trouble, but he saw that the thin man didn't pat him at all, and he was standing a distance from him, so it was impossible to touch him.
The fat man felt the cold sweat on his back suddenly falling down, and he felt like he was standing up.
The fat man slowly turned around and saw a man wearing a white robe standing behind him, and he couldn't see what it was on his face. He was blood red. Seeing him turn around, he giggled in his mouth.
"Um~~~~ I...is...sorry..." the man stretched out his voice and said, reaching out his hand.
Seeing this, the fat man twitched his lips, then rolled his eyes expressionlessly and fainted.
The fat man fainted, and the thin man also saw the man behind the fat man. The thin man opened his mouth wide in horror, but perhaps because of his excessive fright, he couldn't shout it out at all. He just shook his head desperately, and then he felt a heat flowing out, soaking his pants.
The thin man also wanted to faint, but the more he wanted to faint, the more he couldn't. The thin man's legs were like sieve crumbs and sat directly on the ground.
This is a person walking out from behind the tree. The man had a faint smile on his lips and was wearing a purple cloud-patterned brocade dress. He looked tall and handsome under the faint moonlight, like a breeze and bright moon.
"You are naughty again." The man said with a smile at the weird man in white.
The weird man in white lifted the white cloth on his body, and the red mask on his face opened, revealing a white and beautiful face inside.
"Hahaha. Did you see the fat man just now? He rolled his eyes so scared." Xu Youran laughed and covered her stomach and rubbed her.
Yan Ziqi shook his head, patted Xu Youran's head, then turned to the thin man and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
The thin man originally thought he had met a ghost, but now he saw that the ghost was pretending to be two people, so he was no longer afraid. He was a little angry and forced himself to stand up and said angrily, "Who are you? You are pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night, you are looking for death!"
Yan Ziqi's smile was still kind. He bowed and said, "I came today to prove something. I want to know about this window. Can you tell me in detail?"
"Bah, why should I tell you! It would be great if I didn't beat you. If you don't get out, I'll call someone to catch you!" The thin man spat and cursed.
"Oh!" Yan Ziqi shook his head and sighed. When his hand moved, a silver soft sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Yan Ziqi's expression had not changed, and he continued politely, "I'm asking you, can you tell me about this window?"
Chapter completed!