In the living room in the backyard of Jixiang Buzhuang, Fatty Dong was walking around anxiously like an ant on a hot pot.
When he saw Song Xuewen being pushed in, he ignored the people behind him and shouted anxiously:
"Old Song, what should I do if Lin Jiuniang takes action against me?"
Song Xuewen's face was not very good, and he waved to let people go down, but he sat in the wheelchair with straight eyes. No matter how he thought, he couldn't understand what was going on!
He was thinking too much about his own affairs and didn't even hear what Fatty Dong was saying.
Fatty Dong's face darkened, thinking that his business was about to be unsustainable, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:
"Old Song, what are you thinking about?"
"I……"
Song Xuewen came back to his senses and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qian Anbang who walked in in a hurry.
Seeing Qian Anbang's face, Song Xuewen knew that what he arranged had also failed.
Thinking that he had made secret arrangements behind their backs, a look of indifference flashed across Song Xuewen's eyes. It seemed that the Qian family was really not a good person, but he actually wanted to leave them alone and take it all to himself?
Haha, now it’s time to steal the chicken but lose the rice.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but start sarcastic.
Qian Anbang's face was ugly, and he glanced at Song Xuewen with gloomy eyes, "Smiling at fifty steps and at eighty steps, is it useful?"
Song Xuewen just closed his mouth and looked very ugly.
No body was found in those concrete piles. Does that mean that what he did has been discovered?
Thinking of this, Song Xuewen's face turned extremely ugly and his hands shook slightly.
"That woman is really difficult to deal with." Qian Anbang's face became frighteningly ugly when he thought of the two thousand kilograms of stolen salt he had lost but did not do anything to her.
You have to know about the private salt, but he bought it with money from his own public account, and now he is in big trouble.
Song Xuewen rolled his eyes and said, "Second Young Master, if she is easy to deal with, why should we go to Second Young Master?"
The Yongzhou Chamber of Commerce has been in constant trouble recently and cannot be counted on. Now it can only rely on the Qian family to deal with Lin Jiuniang, and then he looked serious:
"Second Young Master, if you really want to deal with Lin Jiuniang, we must work together, otherwise we will end up like today.
Second Young Master doesn’t want to lose to a woman.”
Qian Anbang glanced at him and had to agree with what he said this time. If we don't unite, we can't deal with that woman.
The matter of hiding private salt on her boat was done very secretly, and it was not done by An Lezhen. How did she find out and adjust the package in advance?
Could it be that someone on the ship discovered the dropped bag?
Damn it, now I really agree with the saying that if you steal the chicken, you will lose the rice.
Song Xuewen was now in the mood to look at Fatty Dong, "What did you just say?"
"That woman opened a cloth shop opposite me, and the price of linen is half of mine," said Fatty Dong with a very bad expression.
"Then you follow her in a price war. You do this kind of thing often, don't you?" Song Xuewen disagreed, "Why are you so nervous?"
"I thought so at the beginning, so I lowered the price of linen to be the same as theirs, and then sold other fabrics at 10% off," Fatty Dong said with an unhappy face, "The other fabrics didn't sell much, but the linen was sold out.
, they were all robbed. You know how much linen I saved to deal with Lin Jiuniang."
He just calculated his accounts and found that he had lost money, and he had lost a lot.
Song Xuewen was stunned. Almost a roomful of linen stored by Fatty Dong was gone.
When did the people of Anle Town have such great purchasing power? I always feel that this is full of weirdness.
"Isn't it just linen?" Qian Anbang sneered, "Continue to engage in a price war and drag that woman to death. I'll just have someone go to my house and move it down tomorrow."
Fatty Dong was overjoyed that a wealthy family had joined, and his village was saved.
Then the three began a new round of conspiracy, and this time, they cooperated sincerely!
…
After nightfall in Anle Town, there are very few people walking on the streets.
After Chen Er left the Yamen, he went to the restaurant and drank until dark before leaving the restaurant drunk.
But not long after he walked out of the restaurant, someone put a sack over his head and dragged him into the alley next to him.
What followed was various punches and kicks, and he was knocked unconscious before he could cry out.
At the same time, Song Xuewen left Jixiang Buzhuang and headed towards the small courtyard where he rented, pushed by his servants.
I don't know why, but he was particularly uneasy tonight.
The silence around him and the lack of pedestrians walking on the street amplified his uneasiness to the extreme, and he couldn't help but ask the servant to hurry up.
Creak, creak...
The sound of the wheelchair was particularly loud in the dark, but it was also more frightening.
But as he walked, Song Xuewen discovered something was wrong.
This road was not the way back to the small courtyard where he lived. Just when he was about to ask the servant what was going on, there was a sudden sharp noise, the wheelchair stopped, and at the same time, there was a thud of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him.
the sound of.
Song Xuewen was startled and turned his head sharply.
But he saw that the servant had fallen to the ground and was motionless.
Song Xuewen was so panicked that he shouted several times to him, but there was no movement. Fear came over him.
Glancing around, he couldn't help but stand up due to the increasingly unfamiliar environment, limping around to find his way around.
But when I stood up, I realized that the surrounding area had been shrouded in thick fog at some point.
It was a vast expanse of white, and everything he saw was hazy. Song Xuewen's body shook uncontrollably.
No, he wanted to leave here. He dragged his legs that were not completely healed, limped and chose a direction and left.
Suddenly, he stopped.
He looked fearfully at the figure walking towards him in the white mist ahead.
The human figure is not scary, but what is scary is the mud, sand and stones on the opponent's body, the opponent's stiff walking posture, and the sound caused by the sand and stones falling on the opponent's body when walking.
Song Xuewen's legs were shaking, and he just turned around and wanted to run.
At this time, an eerie and terrifying sound came from behind him, as if coming from hell:
"Give me back my life!"
"Song Xuewen, I'm in so much pain, please come down and stay with me!"
"Song Xuewen, come and accompany me!"
…
"Ah, ghost!"
Song Xuewen was so frightened that he let out a heart-rending cry and rushed forward in a panic.
It's a pity that the remaining leg couldn't run fast no matter how hard I ran, and in the end I fell to the ground out of panic.
Injuring his leg again, he let out an even louder scream.
He got up and wanted to run again, but at some point, the ghost covered in mud behind him appeared in front of him.
"Song Xuewen, give me back my life."
The ghost's hands, tightly wrapped in mud, stretched hard towards Song Xuewen's neck.
Song Xuewen looked at the sultry ghost in front of him, and watched as the other person stretched out his hands. The cold air made his eyes become bloodshot and bulging, and his breathing became rapid at this moment.
He finally couldn't help it anymore and stretched out his hand to open the terrible hand, but it was his own hand that hurt.
The coldness on his neck made him couldn't help but reach out to grab it, trying to dispel the coldness on his neck, but the coldness became heavier and heavier.
Fear seemed to have grabbed hold of his heart, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face slowly turned purple.
When the other party's cold hand, wrapped in gravel, touched his neck again, he finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart, glanced at it, and fell straight back!
boom!
…
The night wind blew slowly, and the servant of the Song family got up from the ground, stroking his aching head. He was obviously pushing the master home, so why did he faint here.
When he discovered that his master was also lying on the ground not far away, he quickly walked over to help him up.
But when he got closer and saw his appearance, he let out a miserable scream:
"Dead man!"
…
Lin Jiuniang stood in the dark, looking at the noisy crowd in front of her with indifferent eyes, and a hint of ridicule curled up at the corner of her mouth.
You are so cowardly and dare to do such vicious things!
You deserve to be scared to death!
If you don’t do anything bad, can you be scared?
After taking a look at the increasingly lively scene, Lin Jiuniang turned around and left indifferently.