As soon as Ximen Qing spoke, he wanted to slap himself.

Sure enough, the next second, another slap mark appeared on his forehead.

He grinned in pain.

But Wu Zhi stood aside and stared at him with his terrifying eyes...

Ximen Qing had troubles and could only break his teeth and swallow it into his stomach.

"Okay, ten, one hundred thousand coins... Whatever you say, that's how much."

When Ximen Qing heard this number, he looked as if he was dead.

Although he is known as the richest person in Qinghe County, it is very difficult to make up so much money at once.

But there is no way at the moment, so I have to agree first and get a few less beats.

"Um."

Wu Zhi nodded with satisfaction, coughed again, and cleared his throat.

"It depends on yourself."

"Master Ximen, since you instigated Wang Po and Pan Jinlian to poison me, you almost killed me."

"Then I want to ask, how much money do you want to spend to buy your life back?"

In an instant, Ximen Qing's body became cold and his lips were trembling.

He raised his head tremblingly.

What caught my eye was Wu Zhi's squeaky teeth.

Like a tiger that eats people!

"Then, then you can tell me the number?"

After a war between heaven and man, Ximen Qing replied weakly.

Wu Zhi smiled sinisterly, pretended to outline a few strokes on the account book, and said lightly: "Since the great official Ximen is so easy to talk to, we can't ask for more..."

"Let's do this, one arm is considered 100,000 stakes, and one leg is considered 200,000 stakes."

"This adds up, at least..."

As Wu Zhi wrote in the account book in a few steps, Ximen Qing's face turned white and black, but it was not red!

My legs and feet became weak and I almost fainted again.

But Wu Zhi was not happy.

The effect of this puppet pill has not yet passed, how can Ximen Qing pretend to be dead?

He immediately kicked him in the stomach, causing Ximen Qing to vomit two mouthfuls of blood.

"Okay, it's almost done."

"As long as you take out another million to redeem yourself, I will turn a blind eye to this matter."

One million coins?

Just turned a blind eye!

At this moment, Ximen Qing wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it, and he had the desire to die!

Even if his entire house and store are combined, it is only tens of thousands of dollars...

Ximen Qing shivered and wanted to say something else.

Wu Zhi had already guessed this scene and his lips raised slightly.

"What, do you think something is wrong?"

"No, no..."

Ximen Qing had cold sweat on his forehead.

He clearly wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he kept his words in his throat.

Under the control of the Puppet Pill, his every word and action was under the control of Wu Zhi.

If Wu Zhi spoke to him and died, he might have been thrilled!

“That’s good.”

Wu Zhi smiled faintly and suddenly pulled a page from the account book.

With a loud bang, a full piece of lyrics was placed in front of Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing picked it up and looked at it. His whole face instantly became disgusting.

Because the document clearly states that all property, including his wife, must be paid to Wuzhi for debt.

In other words, from now on...

He left the house in vain!

"No, no..."

Ximen Qing still wants to struggle.

Wu Zhi didn't say anything, and grabbed his hand and put it on the quotation with his thumb.

With the handprints as a testimony, Ximen Qing had to admit it even if he didn't want to give in.

"Let's go and let me see my new house."

Wu Zhi smiled and pushed open the vermilion golden ring door in front of him.

The bang fell into the house, which immediately attracted a few scoldings.

"Who is so bold to rush to Mr. Ximen's house to cause trouble?"

"Can't it be that the official is back?"

"Let's go and have a look."

A rustling sound of footsteps came.

What comes into view...

They are several slim women, holding small fans in their hands, showing their charm every frown and frown.

Compared with Pan Jinlian, these women are 10% different in appearance.

But both jewelry and clothing are very decent and look luxurious.

The one who was leading the way was over thirty years old, with a melon-shaped face and willow-leaf eyebrows, and her body revealed the temperament of a daughter-in-law.

She is Ximen Qing's wife, and she is also the one with the highest status among the six wives.

Wu Yueniang!

Beside her, the fierce Li Jiaoer and Zhuo Dioer were also followed.

These two are both sell-off girls from the kiln.

Wu Yueniang glanced at her and saw Ximen Qing standing outside the door.

Just as I was about to greet him, I noticed that there was a strong and sturdy man walking in front of me.

At this time, Wu Zhi held his hands behind him, as if he was leading the inspection unit, and nodded frequently while walking.

Seeing this picture, Wu Yueniang was displeased, but she was even more confused.

"Official, this one is..."

Hearing this, Ximen Qing's face suddenly pulled.

He really doesn't know how to explain!

Could it be that he would say that from today on, this house will not belong to him?

Even my favorite wives want to change their ownership?

Especially, the other party is still a barefoot man selling cooked cakes!

"What are you doing when you stand in a stand? Say it!"

Wu glanced at him, a little impatient.

Sure enough, under the influence of the puppet pill, Ximen Qing could not control himself at all, so he blurted out: "Madam, this person is Wu Zhi, I wonder if you still have an impression?"

"Wu Zhi?"

Wu Yueniang frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "Is it the Wu Dalang who sells cooked cakes?"

Seeing Ximen Qing nodding, Wu Yueniang dared to confirm.

But after listening, she became even more confused.

Isn’t it said that Wu Dalang is short and has a vulgar appearance?

Why can't you see it at all?
To be continued...