Xiao Hunyu burst into laughter after hearing this. Liao Xinyi stepped forward and pulled up Chi Ying to comfort her: "It's okay, just press it off and reconnect it. Be good, don't cry, little cutie."
Miao Qiang endured the pain and said: "Is that what happened? I..."
"What do you want?!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xiao Hunyu. Then he heard Ecstasy say: "You can't die. I'll just reconnect you and that'll be it. Where did you get so many?"
thing."
As they quarreled, Chi Ying felt even more aggrieved. He tried not to let himself cry out, but his tears fell down.
Looking at the tearful Chi Ying, Liao Xinyi said distressedly: "Don't cry. You are still young and no one will complain about you. The work of healing is not suitable for you now. Go away and I will take you to eat chicken legs."
Xiao Hunyu smiled at Hu Lina and said, "I have to work hard for you again."
Hu Lina nodded slightly: "Sister Yu, you're welcome. This is what I should do."
After Liao Xinyi and Xiao Hunyu led Chi Ying away, Hu Lina sat beside the bed and said to Miao Qiang: "Brother Miao, please be patient. I have to reattach your broken ribs again."
Just like that, Chef Miao fell into pain and happiness again.
After an unknown amount of time, Miao Qiang, who was so comfortable that he fell asleep, was woken up by a knock on the door. Hu Lina got up and opened the door after finishing her work.
When the old ghost saw that it was Hu Lina who opened the door, he felt a little surprised. He looked at the disheveled Miao Qiang lying on the bed inside. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry to disturb Supervisor Miao. Why don't you continue? I
Come back later."
Miao Qiang laughed and scolded: "Fuck you, sir. If you have anything to say, come in and don't stand at the door. Lina was helping me heal my wounds just now."
Xiong Wanshan smiled coquettishly, nodded to Hu Lina as a greeting, and then stepped into the room.
Seeing that the old ghost seemed to have something to say to Miao Qiang, Hu Lina said to the two of them: "Brother Miao, please talk slowly. I will come over to help you heal your injuries later."
After Hu Lina left, Miao Qiang asked: "Why did you come to see me at this time?"
Xiong Wanshan put the brocade box in his hand next to Miao Qiang's bed, and while opening the lid of the brocade box, he said: "I just took people to the Sangui Pavilion again, and I found this there. As for how to deal with it?
Please ask Supervisor Miao to make a decision."
Upon hearing that Xiong Wanshan said that he had gone to Sangui Pavilion again, Miao Qiang immediately guessed the old ghost's intention. However, when he saw the contents of the brocade box, he became a little uneasy, and the playful expression before was instantly frozen in
on the face.
After Xiong Wanshan took out the skin of the fire dragon pony from the brocade box, he said to Miao Qiang: "After all, it is also the remains of the leader of the Hui family. It would have been destroyed along with the Sangui Pavilion before, but now I have found it back, and it is designated that it cannot be
It is for sale in Jubaozhai, so I brought him to you."
Staring at this piece of rat-skin Miao Qiang felt filled with emotion. He had received a valuable treasure from someone else. The short knife in his hand, modified with a dragon head guillotine, was given to him by Emperor Shu on the day he received the incense.
At that time, I felt threatened by Shanfeng, but in the end I still received the favor.
The past events were still vivid in his mind. Although he did not have a deep friendship with Emperor Shu, the image of that little old man who was cowardly and timid was still lingering in his mind.
After being stunned for a long time, Miao Qiang took the rat skin and put it back into the brocade box, and said to Xiong Wanshan: "You did a good job. I think the disciples of the Hui family will definitely remember your great kindness after this incident."
Xiong Wanshan smiled apologetically and said: "The supervisor is serious. I dare not take credit, old man. Whether this animal skin goes or not is entirely up to the supervisor."
"What are you talking about!? Am I the kind of person who takes credit for other people's work? Come here and give me a hand, and we'll send it to several sect leaders right away."
"Sir, please wait a moment, I have something else to give you."
Miao Qiang smiled and said: "Is there anything else? It seems that you got a lot of benefits from Sangui Pavilion today?"
Xiong Wanshan said with a "hehe" smile: "I got a lot of benefits, but they all went to the shop's account. I have asked the clerk to finish counting, and then I will show the account book to the supervisor for your review."
Miao Qiang waved his hand: "Don't tell me about this, just talk to Lao Jin directly. I get a headache when I look at the account book. Besides, I am a wounded person now. Do you understand the wounded?"
Xiong Wanshan smiled and said: "It's okay, I was planning to go to Yangshi before and discuss with Lao Jin whether it would be better to expand the Jubaozhai store or open a few branches."
Miao Qiang stared at Xiong Wanshan and sighed: "Old Xiong, you have really worked hard on the ghost market. After I return to Yangshi, I will discuss it with Jin Kemu and redistribute the shareholding ratio of the shop. I will give it to you too.
Buy some shares and let you become a shareholder."
Xiong Wanshan's eyes turned red after hearing this, and he hurriedly thanked Miao Qiang profusely. Miao Qiang smiled and said: "It's too early to thank me at this time. It won't be too late to thank me after things are done."
Xiong Wanshan wiped away his tears: "Whether it succeeds or not, I must thank Supervisor Miao for his great kindness. From today on, you are my biological father..."
Seeing that Xiong Wanshan's words were getting more and more outrageous, Miao Qiang laughed and cursed: "Fuck you, uncle, isn't Jin Kemu your biological father? Why, you know the truth."
Xiong Wanshan chuckled and said: "What I mean is that my admiration for you is just like that for my biological father. This love is like the endless waves of the Yangtze River, and like the Yellow River flooding out of control...
..”
"Stop it now. I don't have time to argue with you. Let's get down to business. What did you want to give me just now?"
When Miao Qiang reminded him, Xiong Wanshan hurriedly said: "This is it, this is a really good thing."
As he spoke, Xiong Wanshan turned his head and looked in the direction of the door, then took out a small bundle from his arms like a thief.
Seeing his sneaky look, Miao Qiang sneered: "Look at you, are you doing something shady again?"
Xiong Wanshan took out three ancient books from the bag, waved them in front of Miao Qiang's eyes, and said: "Although they cannot be seen in the light, they are really good things. I have been thinking about it for a long time, and only Supervisor Miao is the only one around you.
You are qualified to own them." While speaking, Xiong Wanshan also winked and gave Miao Qiang a look that you know.
Seeing this, Miao Qiang became very curious. He took the three ancient books and took a look. He was immediately attracted by the contents and illustrations.
After reading through the three books of "Changchun Gong", Miao Qiang felt that his blood was surging and he was short of breath. His heart felt like grass had grown, and he felt an unbearable itching. At the same time, he felt an urge to try.
After suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he asked: "Who else knows about this matter?"
Xiong Wanshan said with a "hehe" smile: "Except for me and a clerk in the store, no third person knows about this matter. Don't worry, Supervisor Miao, I have given the clerk a hush-hush order and the news will not spread."
At this time, Miao Qiang seemed to have thought of something, so he asked in confusion: "No, when Yu Ding mentioned "Changchun Gong" before, he didn't say that the technique was divided into three parts. It looked like he didn't
I don’t know about this, otherwise why wouldn’t he be a fellow practitioner in the third edition?”
Xiong Wanshan smiled and said: "That's because they only have one chapter on demons and immortals, and the chapters on human characters and ghosts have always been in the hands of a female ghost, and outsiders don't know about it at all.
More than a year ago, the female ghost used the human character chapter and the ghost chapter to exchange some things in our shop. Since this technique is only suitable for living people to practice, after I got it, I took it seriously without looking at it carefully.
Got up.
I didn't think of this until I just found the Demon Immortal Chapter in Sangui Pavilion. So I dug out the Human Character Chapter and the Yin Hun Chapter in the shop, compared them with the Demon Immortal Chapter, and put them together.
A complete set.
I think in my heart, Mr. Supervisor, you are surrounded by beauties of all races. With this set of exercises, you will be even more powerful, like a fish in water, like..."
Miao Qiang hurriedly interrupted: "Don't leave now. I can only read these books. If they find out that I have this thing, they will treat me as a pervert. Tell your men when you get back."
Be strict and don't let the news leak out."
"Don't worry, Supervisor Miao. Didn't I just say that that guy has been given a silence order by me? He will never dare to talk nonsense."
At the same time, an old man was kneeling in Yin Hong's room in Yihong Courtyard. This man was the former shopkeeper Liu of Sangui Pavilion. However, at this time, the old man had taken off the disguise technique on his face, revealing his original appearance.
face.
If Miao Qiang were here, he would be surprised, because this old man is none other than Lao Kantou, who was in charge of the clock at the Yingbin Tower!