Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 64

Yang Junyou cursed in her heart.

This nephew is a real dog!

A sound-transmitting talisman summoned him here, and he was so tired that he was half dead, but he actually... was watching a play!
About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Junyou pierced the goatee's throat with a sword.

Fu Xiao was shocked.

Fu Xiao had seen that man in red before. He was young and had a high seniority in the Shangsan sect. He was very powerful and his moves were neat and clean.

Originally thought that Lao Ya's cultivation base was one level higher than him, even if he couldn't be killed, he could still be tied.

I didn't expect to end up dead in the end.

Seeing this, Pan Yonggui, who was hiding in the corner, had no intention of watching Su Yixin's end.

So far, you don't need to watch to know the ending.

He didn't want to end up like in his previous life, only by saving this life would he have the chance to say anything else.

When the gloomy man died, the power of the Five Prisons Killing Formation had already been greatly reduced. Once the goatee man died, the Five Prisons Killing Formation would be self-destructing. Yang Junyou caught a glimpse of the sneaky Pan Yonggui, grabbed him in the air, and broke Pan Yonggui's hands and feet like a dead man. Dogs are generally thrown on the ground.

Seeing that the general situation was over, Fu Xiao no longer wanted to fight.

The dagger stabbed forward fiercely, Su Yixin quickly backed away, but she didn't know that Fu Xiao just made a feint, put the dagger away, put the piccolo by her lips, and when the flute sounded, crows came from nowhere, densely covering the entire Zhuangzi .

She also transformed into one of tens of thousands of crows, making it impossible to distinguish.

Seeing this, Su Yixin quickly made seals with both hands, chanting an ancient formula, and suddenly a pale yellow ancient formation rushed into the crowd of crows, and then a heavy object hit the ground.

The black smoke dissipated, and Fu Xiao, whose lips were bleeding, stared at Su Yixin firmly.

Her illusion was broken twice in a row.

It's all because of the woman in front of me.

"You have only just established the foundation, how can you see through my illusion?"

Su Yixin bared her teeth: "Want to know?"

Fu Xiao thought that Su Yixin would tell herself next.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting was a dagger that quickly cut her throat.

The girl who was originally smiling said coldly, "Villains die because of talking too much, and I won't be that villain."

Pan Yonggui watched helplessly that his carefully prepared killing situation was broken, and moved his body back in horror. He took a step back, and Su Yixin took a step forward.

Until he retreated to a big tree, he huddled together.

Su Yixin looked at Pan Yonggui condescendingly.

Originally, I wanted to ask him how he died in the previous life. After all, when he was handed over to the strict arrest, the blood on his leg had stopped, and it would not hurt his life.

But she just said that the villain died because of talking too much, so she gave Pan Yonggui a good time.

No matter how he died, if he lived one more life, he would still die.

After finishing Pan Yonggui, Su Yixin turned around and wanted to thank Yang Junyou. This time plus the last time, he saved himself twice.

But no one was seen.

Even the bodies of the three people on the ground were gone.

"Where's your uncle?"

"Let's go, the uncle took the corpse away, so we won't get into trouble."

Su Yixin is really envious.

Just now, Li Zheng was really angry with Qiqiao, and finally wiped his ass.

Oh, no, this time it's to wipe her butt. A baby with parents who love her is happiness.

"I left in such a hurry this time, haven't I thanked your uncle properly?"

This time plus the last time, Yang Junyou saved her twice.

"Uncle Master loves to eat, next time I find a chance to make him a meal, it's worth it."

Su Yixin: "..."

Is it so hasty?

The grace of saving lives is greater than the sky, and she wants to offset it with a meal, even if Yang Junyou is willing, she is not so cheeky.

"If you can't do it once, then ask a few more times."

Li Zhengzhen didn't care: "I'm telling you, you are my sworn sister, that is, his niece. It is right to protect you. If you want to repay, it is because he is not sensible."

Su Yixin: "!!!"

Can it count?
As long as she remembers the grace of saving her life, there will always be a chance to repay it slowly.

Su Yixin entered the room and called An Lan: "You go to Zhou Daniu and ask him to report the case to the county government."

Those three people, Yang Junyou, have already dealt with them, but Pan Yonggui is a member of Zhuangzi, and now that he is dead, there must be an explanation.

I was tired most of the night and had many wounds on my body.

There was still hot water left in the room at night, so it would have been completely cold, but it is the end of spring, and a simple scrub with cold water is fine.

After treating the wound, An Lan also came back, and the two rested there.

On the second day, the steward and tenants were waiting outside the hall early, and they were terrified when they saw Pan Yonggui's body lying aside.

I felt very happy again.

They were oppressed by Pan Zhuangtou and suffered very much.

[-]% of the grain produced each year has to be handed over to Zhuangzi. There is no clothes, no holidays, all year round, hard work, and can only barely maintain food and clothing.

They don't even dare to get sick. Once they get sick, they will not only delay their farm work, but also spend money on medicine, and they will not be able to afford the rent in the next year.

The tenants knew in their hearts that Pan Yonggui had the final say on all of this.

It's not the owner's attention.

However, once the previous bosses noticed something strange and wanted to dismiss Pan Yonggui, they all died strangely afterwards.

They can only be squeezed by Pan Yonggui.

Now that he's dead, it's a joy.

In the morning, An Lan had already gone to Pan Yonggui's room, and found out Zhuangzi's real account books in previous years, as well as his letters of buying and killing people.

Su Yixin put away the letter and planned to hand it over to the police later.

An Lan sat on a temporary table in the hall, flipped through a few books, and was quite popular.

According to the tenants, combined with the account books, Pan Yonggui embezzled tens of thousands of taels of silver in just five years.

"Write down their confessions together with the account book, and hand them over to the head arrester later."

"Yes, girl."

Pan Yonggui is just a slave, because his master seldom comes to the Zhuangzi, his ambitions are inflated, the slave bullies the master, and treats the Zhuangzi as his private property. Not only is he greedy for ink, but also tries to kill others. This kind of person is enough for him to die several times.

Su Yixin looked at the hopeful tenants outside, and said: "From now on, Zhuangzi will only charge [-]% of the rent, four sets of clothes for all seasons, and a regular reward on New Year's Day."

"Okay, thank you boss."

Su Yixin smiled, pointed to the second man on the left, wearing dark blue cotton and linen clothes, about 37 or [-], and asked, "What's your name, and what do you do in Zhuangzi?"

Tang Haisheng who was named hurriedly stood up and replied: "Little man Tang Haisheng, he is in charge of the fruit forest behind Zhuangzi."

"From now on, you will be the head of Heiwa Village."

Su Yixin's voice became louder, and she said, "From now on, for Zhuangzi's affairs, just look for Tang Zhuangtou."

"Boss, I..."

"I believe you can do it!"

Tang Haisheng's face was a bit cautious, but his thoughts were not bad. When Pan Yonggui was around, he might have no choice but to steal a little along with him, but he would never move the big head.

Everyone has more or less shortcomings, as long as it is reliable, it can be used.

(End of this chapter)