Chapter 142 The confrontation between two old men (seventh more)
The old man was sickly and crooked, and he looked a little drunk. His clothes were ragged, and he had a special kind of bad luck about him.
Some people suddenly recognized him and whispered: "Isn't this the man who guards the cemetery?"
In fact, many people go to the cemetery in a hurry. They are in a hurry when they go and they are in a hurry when they leave.
After all, many people have no intention of taking care of the elderly when they are alive. After death, it is just a formality. Who would take seriously an old man who guards the cemetery all year round?
But in this situation, what is he doing here?
The old man coughed and said a few words. He seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, so he said softly: "Are you here? Long time no see. You are getting old too."
His greeting seemed as if the two of them knew each other very well.
Qian Baili's voice obviously changed a lot. Perhaps he didn't expect him to be here at all, so his expression became ugly: "Weren't you dead long ago?"
The old man guarding the tomb chuckled twice: "You're almost dead, right?" His face looked a little sad, "In order to win you, my wife and children died in your hands, and now I am the only old man left alone.
, I squat in the cemetery every day and can only talk to these dead people, which is almost like a dead person."
What he said was calm and calm, but others sounded like a sinister wind.
The old man guarding the tomb glanced at Ye Qinghan on the ground: "Why can't you get along with him?"
"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" Qian Baili became angry, "Although you have died once, I will let you die again at any cost!"
The old man guarding the tomb sighed, and seemed to have to say to Ye Qinghan: "This is your fate. I hope that after you get through this difficulty, you will understand that the dangers in the world are not all that can be seen in your heart.
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"Alas..." The old man guarding the tomb sighed, "For the sake of how much money you gave me, I will save you this time."
Qian Baili was furious: "No one can break my poison!"
The old man guarding the tomb chuckled: "If you give him poison and then detoxify it, of course you won't be able to detoxify it."
When Qian Baili heard these words, he showed a look of horror: "You, you..."
The old man guarding the tomb nodded lightly: "You are right. Last time I saw him, he had a heroic and domineering air."
"But he is too open-minded. I am afraid no one can surpass this kind of person in other matters."
He smiled lightly and said: "But such a person can easily offend others. If someone wants to cause trouble for him, ordinary people are not his opponents."
"I'm afraid only a smart person like you can kill him."
"So last time it happened to be rainy, I cut a cup of tea for him."
Cheng Li on the side remembered this incident. It rained heavily that day, and Brother Ye got soaked all over. Later, he changed clothes at the old man's place.
Before leaving, the old man asked him to drink a cup of tea to warm his body. Brother Ye left after finishing the drink.
No one expected that this old man could be so powerful! At that time, Brother Ye was given the antidote in advance!
Cheng Li was shocked and asked the old man guarding the tomb urgently: "Is it possible that my brother Ye can't die?"
The old man guarding the tomb nodded: "I won't die for a while, until the child comes back."
He walked over, gave Ye Qinghan two pills, then took off Ye Qinghan's suit, changed it with his own clothes, and said with regret on his face: "I thought I got such a good set of clothes, but I couldn't bear to part with it."
Change, I’m still not used to wearing this suit.”
Cheng Li immediately took off his clothes, jacket and pants, and was about to throw them away from a distance: "Uncle! I'll give you all my clothes!"
The old man guarding the tomb laughed, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, just visit me more often when you have time in the future, and just pay filial piety to me."
Cheng Li was so grateful that if there weren't so many people, he would have knelt down on the spot.
The old man guarding the tomb looked at Qian Baili: "I took some antidote when I came here," he looked at Xing Feng and the others, "These people have nothing to do with me, if you don't come with me," he pointed
Pointing at Xing Feng, "I'm afraid I have to make this child take medicine, and then capture you in a separate place and hold you independently."
"I'm afraid for safety reasons, I guess no doors or windows will be left open for you, and no one will dare to bring you food."
This threat is not light.
And it's also true.
If Qian Baili is arrested, no one will give him food!
Who dares?
Doors and windows must be closed tightly, otherwise poisonous gas will flow out as long as there is a crack.
Xing Feng believed deeply in his heart that if he was given the antidote, he would lock up Qian Baili immediately!
Qian Baili looked miserable.
The old man guarding the tomb went over and took his hand, as if he were two children, and said softly: "It's been so many years, so stop making trouble. Now they are all dead, and there are only two of us left."
"Why don't you come with me to guard the tomb so that you don't have to be alone?"
"If you die first, I can keep you company for a few more years."
Qian Baili said angrily: "Why should I not live in a luxurious house?"
The old man guarding the tomb sighed: "They are just common people and vulgar."
"In this world today, besides you and me, who else is the same as us?"
After Qian Baili heard this sentence, he was silent for a long time.
The old man guarding the tomb urged him: "Let's go, let's go, the Yang energy here is too strong, and the little devil in me can't stand it."
Qian Baili hummed and finally stood up and prepared to follow him.
Suddenly seeing those people relax suddenly, they suddenly became angry and angry. As soon as he dropped his hand, a pungent smell suddenly filled the air, and some people coughed desperately.
Xing Feng was furious and was about to stop them when he heard the old man guarding the tomb say: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
"He is just angry and wants you to stay in the hospital for a few days."
"If you don't feel well, go to the hospital for a check-up and stay there for ten or eight days and you'll be fine."
"It's just a matter of spending some money."
He said it lightly, but who is not afraid?
But the old man who followed the tomb guard for thousands of miles has already left.
Jiang Qin looked at Zuo Cheng, waiting for him to give an order.
Zuo Cheng thought for a moment, shook his head, and asked all the police to retreat and let the two old men leave.
At this time, no one dared to accuse them.
Because they were all afraid of annoying Qian Baili.
In my heart, I resented the incompetence of people like Xing Feng. Qian Baili should be arrested and cut into pieces! He should be locked up in a tin room and suffocated to death! Otherwise, keeping him alive would be a disaster!
What's more, the old man guarding the tomb is in the cemetery in Jiangning District. He originally lived in Yuncheng thousands of miles away, so just send him back. Why bother to keep him here?
But they only dare to think about this in their own hearts, no one dares to say it out loud.
As expected, everyone in the hall fell down, including Xing Feng.
Jiang Qin outside quickly directed people to be sent to the hospital.
Fortunately, the old man guarding the tomb did not lie. As expected, after a check-up at the hospital, there was really nothing wrong with him.
It seems that Qian Baili doesn't like them and wants to cause them some trouble.