Although Huang Xin didn’t know me for a long time and didn’t deal with much, she should be regarded as an old friend who has experienced life and death together. She and Ma Lin are even more sisters. Even if she can’t stand by my side, she will definitely not. It will be the enemy.
I replied to Huang Xin: "Good drips, go to bed early and get up early, eat well, and your body is good."
Huang Xin was obviously amused by me. She covered her mouth and snickered. Girls from big families have low laugh points, because they have been in contact with few people since they were young, and laughed whenever they saw interesting people and interesting things.
At this time, the underground hall snorted coldly: "Huh, where's the cat and dog, he deserves to be here on this occasion?"
Hey, what you said is wrong, how can the people brought by Mr. Zhuge be rude?" Huang Xin said in order to speak.
Di Zhongtang refused to give up, and still mocked: "We have left a place here, the kind of insignificant people, go out and wait, just stand at the door, sitting here are people with status and status, that kind of little people. , Go out to watch the door."
I went, I came all the way, you actually told me to go out to watch the door, I was about to spray this pretense, suddenly Xuanyin pulled me over, and then pressed me on the chair, and then she I sat on my lap without any scruples, and leaned into my chest, so close that I could smell her hair.
"Don't make any noise, is that all right?" Xuanyin smiled evilly, and touched my thigh, causing me to tremble. I whispered in her ear, "Playing, playing, making trouble, Don't take advantage of me."
Xuanyin also quietly leaned against my chest and said, "I thought I didn't have to pay back for helping you? You are not young anymore. Don't be so naive. Hey, by the way, I heard that your little girlfriend has come to the door of our Xuan family. thing?"
I didn’t speak, Xuanyin, this woman, is really the Queen of Variations, she can be pitiful, fierce like a wolf, and terrifying, she has become a woman’s sweetheart, and she suddenly becomes a woman’s sweetheart. Being like a mature woman again, teasing you like a numb, you can't see exactly who she is and what she wants to do, even though she helped me, it might not be a good thing.
Seeing this situation, Dizhongtang became even more unhappy, and said with a stinking face, "Xuanyin, this is the biggest meeting in Yinxing's history. It's not your bed. How are you?"
Xuanyin sneered after hearing it, and said that it was just a chair for two people. Is it necessary to be so nervous? If Dizhongtang is unhappy, she can go, and you can drive slowly enough.
Xuanyin, this woman, can be said to be articulate, and the tents of the Dizhongtang are not willing to sell at all. This is not a trivial matter. The three major families must be present. Xuanyin threatens, and the Dizhongtang does not dare to say anything, she wants I'm really gone, I guess this meeting won't be completed either.
When Di Zhongtang saw me coming, he wanted to humiliate me, but he didn’t expect two women to stand on my side, but he was embarrassed. It is estimated that he never expected this situation, although he did not take his own humiliation, but It's really hard.
"Cut, something for soft rice!" Seeing that there was no way to drive me away, Di Zhongtang could only sneer.
I touched my face, then looked at Dizhongtang and said, "My face can eat soft rice, not like your face, which is the same as being gnawed by a pig."
"You..." I was so angry that Dizhongtang was so angry that I couldn't say anything. He was about to slap the table, but was held down by a man next to him. This man may not have a low status in Yinxing. , Dizhongtang could only hold back the anger and dare not attack again, and gave me a fierce look, meaning, kid, let's wait and see!
I snorted coldly, looked at him disdainfully, walked and watched, who was afraid of whom
Zhuge Yin waved his hand at this time to signal that he would stop arguing. First, he said that business matters. He had heard about the affairs of the heavenly family. He condoned demon monks, inaction, and prevented others from punishing evil, breaking the rules of Yin behavior, and wanting to swallow all Yin. Shops, including the other three families, forcibly destroyed other people’s sham shops, and developed in a more and more nasty direction, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of crimes. The sum of these charges is a capital crime. Although the family has been the boss of Yinxing for many years, when these sins add up, it is enough to destroy the clan.
Zhuge Yin didn't say a word, he patted the table and said: "I agree to the matter of the Mietian Family, and as a notary, I can record it in the annals of Yin Xing's history."
After Zhugeyin expressed his attitude, one of them suddenly remembered with a notebook, and there seemed to be an assistant next to him who was photographing us with equipment.
The one who wrote in the notebook was a fifty-year-old old man. Next to him was a little younger, in his thirties.
Except for them, I suddenly felt that most of the people at this table became familiar. After thinking about it for a while, I finally remembered it in my mind.
That day, after the fat man and the fat monk, the three of me, the fat man and the fat monk had a fuss at the midnight teahouse, almost everyone ran away, and there were only a few scattered people who sat there casually drinking tea and chatting. After we walked out the door, they were at us. He murmured behind him: Yin Xing has hidden too much dirt and darkness over the years. It's time to find someone to stir and let the dirt and darkness surface.
Most of the people sitting here now are them!
I squeeze, no wonder I can say such deep and mysterious words. It turns out that these are really yin gangsters. I wiped my cold sweat. Fortunately, they didn't make me an enemy that night, otherwise I guess now. The corpse was stinking, and the Midnight Teahouse was indeed a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and many masters were hiding here.
At this time, I suddenly became interested in the old man with the notebook. I asked Xuanyin in a low voice, what is he doing? Is it taking notes in a meeting
Xuanyin replied in a low voice, I don’t understand. Yinxing also has a history of Yinxing. If it is history, it needs to be recorded by someone. This old man records the history of Yinxing in our era. There were also in the past, and there was someone responsible, otherwise Do you think that where the heavens collected the information, the yin and yang rivers and lakes are also rivers and lakes, and yin and yang matters are naturally recorded, but the people who record this matter do not enter the rivers and lakes, and do not pay attention to the rivers and lakes.
As soon as I understood it, I asked if this old man was passed on from generation to generation
Xuanyin said, of course, his family’s yin travel history has everything. For thousands of years, there are no yin and yang things he doesn’t know about. You can pry out any secrets from his mouth if he wants to, but this The old man is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Except for the heavenly family, no one else is a bird. He has a high status and no one dares to be hard on him.
I was a little tempted by Xuanyin's words, because he must have all the information about the tragedy of Maoshan's Ghost Dao Miemen. Even if it is passed down from the ancestors, he must know more than others, knowing the details.
(End of this chapter)