The best waste god

Seeing this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help being moved in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Fuck, you all stop!"

Accompanied by this loud shout, Nangong Haotian flew obliquely, and suddenly stretched out his arm to grab the wrist of the person who rushed out of the door first, and the person stopped immediately in pain.

Seeing this situation, the rest of the Huazi all stopped their fleeing figures, some held dog-beating sticks in their hands, and some picked up two bricks on the ground, all of them gritted their teeth, and looked at Nangong Haotian with resentment. Come around, it seems that they are going to fight Nangong Haotian desperately.

Nangong Haotian smiled coldly, without even looking at the beggars who surrounded him, looking at the man caught by him, staring coldly with his star eyes, and asked angrily: "The three parked in this place Where are the coffins? Come on, why are none of them missing?"

As soon as the words fell, a surprised voice suddenly sounded not far behind Nangong Haotian, asking anxiously: "Are you the young master Nangong of Yulin River City?"

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, turned around in surprise, and found that the person who was looking at him and talking was actually a young beggar about eighteen or nineteen years old.

After Nangong Haotian thought about it carefully, he felt that this might just be a misunderstanding, he hastily let go of the beggar in his hand, and asked in amazement: "How did you know me?"

After hearing this, the young Huazi smiled slightly, and hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Young one—Zhizhuang Nanguan grew up, so I naturally recognize Young Master Nangong."

Nangong Haotian nodded, this is indeed true, "Then you know why my father's coffin is missing? There are also Zhang Wushi and old Xu Fu's, won't they be eaten by mice?"

The young Huazi looked at Nangong Haotian, did not answer, but asked in amazement: "Isn't his mother's coffin transported back to Yulin River for burial?"

The little beggar frowned as he spoke, as if he was a little puzzled.

Nangong Haotian asked urgently: "Nimma, who did you listen to?"

"Brothers present, they all saw with their own eyes the crowd of chariots and horses who came to the spirit that day..." The young Hanako smiled slightly, and raised his hand to point to the young Hanako with different expressions around him.

The other young Hanako nodded, "Yes, we all saw it, and there are more than a dozen old monks." After speaking, they looked at each other to show that they were right.

Nangong Haotian was overjoyed when he heard it, "Is my mother here too?"

The young Huazi replied in bewilderment: "At that time, I remember that they were all strong men in gray clothes. Aunt Li didn't seem to follow." He looked at the beggars around him, and all the beggars nodded in agreement.

When Nangong Haotian heard that the young beggar mentioned the burly man in gray, his heart was shocked, and his complexion suddenly changed, "When did this happen?"

The young Hanako glanced at the other Hanakos before replying hesitantly, "It's been about three or four months!"

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he became distraught immediately. He was certain that the removal of the coffins of Nangong Shuangjie and Lao Xu Fu was another conspiracy by the ugly demon Dragon Slayer King to further control himself.

It is precisely because of this spirit transfer incident that Nangong Haotianxia is determined to use the power of the Demon Slayer Dragon King to put him to death.

Nangong Haotian is not an ungrateful person. He was very grateful when the Devil Slayer King saved him. Even though the Devil Slayer King had lied to him many times before and even used him, he had no intention of killing.

But now, his behavior has touched Nangong Haotian's bottom line, and he has lost all favor with the Demon Slayer King.

At this time, Nangong Haotian slightly calculated the time, Yunli Wuying was killed, and the coffin of his father Nangong Shuangjie was moved, all of which were the tricks of the demon dragon slayer.

He knew that even if he asked these young Huazi about the whereabouts of his father Nangong Shuangjie's coffin, it would be inaccurate, and it might even be an illusion. These beggars were just people who were used to tell him these things. It was only used by the demon dragon slayer king.

Nangong Haotian still did not forget the death of old Xu Fu. After a long time, his eyes flashed, "May I ask everyone, who knows how my old Xu Fu was killed?" Nangong Haotian asked in a deep voice.

This time, it was still the young Hanako who spoke first, and replied: "All the brothers present know that we all bought the coffin for the body of the old housekeeper."

Nangong Haotian was very grateful in his heart, and bowed his hands to a group of young Huazi, "You are enthusiastic about justice, and I admire it very much. I know old Xu Fuquan, and I will definitely thank you for your great virtue and kindness in collecting the corpse..."

Before Nangong Haotian finished speaking, another black-faced young man Huazi smiled and said: "It's nothing, anyway, he still has more than ten taels of silver in his waist."

Nangong Haotian's heart moved when he heard it, and he was even more puzzled, "Which boss can explain the situation at that time in more detail?"

The young Huazi who just spoke heard Nangong Haotian's request, and said with a smile: "This dilapidated ancestral hall was originally a place for our brothers to share spoils, gamble, and sleep late without telling the master..."

When the other young Huazi heard the young beggar's words, their faces changed drastically, and they stopped them: "Little Heizi, don't talk nonsense."

The young Hanako known as Xiao Heizi couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, and he shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Nangong Haotian couldn't help laughing, "These beggars are like this, but they are far better than the beggars of the 25th century. In comparison, these people are very rich!"

After looking around, Nangong Haotian called everyone to sit down, took out a few taels of silver and handed it to one of the beggars, "Boss, please buy some wine and vegetables for us, let me have a drink with all the bosses. "

The beggar weighed the silver in his hand, and it looked like five or six taels. He burst into laughter and replied, "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely be back soon!"

As he said that, the beggar was about to go away to buy food and drink. At this time, the beggar who spoke first suddenly said: "You two idiots, you go with the fourth bastard. Remember, go early and return early, and be careful not to be discovered by others!"

After finishing speaking, the beggar who spoke first looked at the second idiot next to him, and everyone knew the look in his eyes. If the fourth son was allowed to buy wine and vegetables by himself, I am afraid that five taels of silver can only buy a bowl of peanuts, and there is still nothing left. The kind that drops a few grains.

Nangong Haotian didn't speak, and quietly waited for a few beggars to assign tasks, while thinking about something in his heart.

"Who is the master of these beggars?" After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out why, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly.