unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 173 Xiao Song was imprisoned for watching the excitement

"It turns out it's you Song Yu. I haven't seen you for a few months. I thought you died outside, but I didn't expect you were secretly pregnant. What kind of unlucky guy did you fall in love with?"

Song Yu pointed at Zhongliqing.

The three bald man looked at Zhongliqing, and soon he could see Zhongliqing's true face from his clothes and Kangming's clothes. His face changed faster than flipping through a book.

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhongli. I didn't expect that Song Yu is pregnant with your child. She must be pregnant with the dragon and the phoenix. Mrs. Song and Ling and I have known each other for many years. We have been friends for many years. Please take good care of me in the future."

Song Yu suddenly became Zhong Liqing's wife. She suddenly felt like she was being carried by the wind when she walked, and her whole body began to float.

No wonder San Baldy, a ruffian who doesn't know a word of Chinese characters, is still rising through the ranks.

It seems that there is no one in the world who doesn't like flattery.

No, there are still some, such as Zhong Liqing.

He is in a league of his own, and his mind is different from ordinary people's thoughts. If the three bald guys flatter you today, maybe he won't react until tomorrow.

No one knows what is going on in his mind right now.

All I know is that his brain is a hole in the wind.

Song Yu smiled like a flower and ignored Su Mian's eye roll: "Three bald man, you finally said a few words today."

The three bald man thought to himself: "Damn Zhongli Qing is really blind. Isn't it good-looking that so many big girls have fallen in love with this guy? Sure enough, he is sick. Could it be that he is about to die, so he is celebrating here?"

In his eyes, the words Song Yu and woman could never be linked together in his life.

He was cursing in a mess in his mind, but he was very talkative. Just as he was about to say a few nice words, he suddenly saw Song Yu rushing out like a stray dog.

Here comes the excitement.

A group of people screamed suddenly, not knowing what they were doing.

Anyway, that area was completely surrounded in an instant.

Wang Mazi's load of groceries was knocked to the ground. As he went to pick it up, he shouted at people not to crowd him, but he was almost trampled to death.

If there is excitement, don't watch the bastard.

Song Yu squeezed in very flexibly and became the first row of melon-eaters.

She stuffed all the red plum and ginger shreds in her hand into her mouth, and pointed her ears to listen to the gossips of the people next to her.

"Whether you touched it or not, I didn't see it."

"It must have been touched. If not, how could this young lady be so unrelenting?"

"Where did you touch?"

"this one"

The speaker stretched out his hands and touched his chest and buttocks.

"You don't understand. This is a trap. The one who wants the money is behind. This is called fire hoarding. Can a woman like that be a decent young daughter-in-law?"

Zhahuodun is a young man who uses prostitutes to set traps to lure young people from good families.

"How can anyone come to Longjin Bridge to set fire and store fire?"

"This is a new trick. It turns out that even a three-year-old baby knows the tricks. Who would be fooled?"

Song Yu went to see the extremely enchanting little girl, who really looked like a prostitute. There were several gangsters standing by, ready to take action at any time.

She puffed up her cheeks and looked at the unfortunate guy who was surrounded. It was okay not to look at him, but she was shocked when she looked at them.

Isn’t this Emperor Zhao Qin!

He was followed by four eunuchs who looked like dough, surrounding Zhao Qin. Zhao Qin was trembling with anger, wishing he could reveal his identity and drag the woman down and cut her into pieces.

But you can't do this. If you do this, you will have to be famous in history and become an emperor for eternity.

The emperor who fell into the trap of a prostitute at the night market was not the first emperor in history.

Song Yu looked happy and thought that he deserved it. Who told you to burn my room?

This is the current newspaper.

Fortunately, the emperor was gutted by Song Yu's kick. Nowadays, he always brings a few more people with him when he goes out. The other guards are scattered everywhere, and their mouths are full of oil. Seeing that his master is in trouble, he quickly wipes his mouth and comes over. Subdue the woman.

A guard who smelled like garlic shouted angrily: "Tell me, who ordered you!"

Everyone watching the excitement fell back due to the smell of garlic.

Needless to say, garlic is a must when eating noodles.

The prostitute was crying, looking around, and then pointed at Song Yu.

Song Yu: "."

Looking at the excitement now, is the risk so high?
Just like that, she was taken away and thrown into prison. Zhao Qin was already annoying her to death, so he just found an opportunity.

It's just that this crime can only lead to a short period of imprisonment, not life imprisonment, which is regrettable.

When Song Yu was pushed into the cell, the neighbors were shocked.

"Master Xiao Song?"

"Did you steal a man?"

"When a woman chases a man, can that be called a robbery?"

Song Yu kicked away the rat that was strutting past him: "I have some trouble with Zhao Qin."

In the cell on the left squatted a thin young man with plaster on his face: "If your surname is Zhao, you are a member of the royal family. That is not a big deal. If you step on the boundaries of the capital, half of them will be surnamed Zhao."

The middle-aged man on the right with a blue birthmark on half his face snorted: "Xiao Lei, last time you bumped into someone named Zhao. Didn't you kneel down and beg for mercy in the street?"

Everyone laughed, and the prison was filled with a happy atmosphere.

They are all sneaky people who don't care who is sitting on the throne or what the emperor's name is.

It's hard enough to survive.

Xiao Lei and Song Yu presented the treasure: "Master Xiao Song, I'm not bragging. My lock-picking skills are unparalleled in the world. I can open lucky locks. If you want to escape from prison, take care of me and I can teach you."

The scarred face sneered: "Then you were arrested."

Xiao Lei chewed a straw and said, "I came here to spend the winter. At least there is a tile here to cover my head."

Song Yu lay on the straw: "Shut the hell up! Which of your eyes saw that I was about to escape from prison?"

The cell immediately fell silent.

Everyone is a regular visitor here, lying down quietly and trying to keep themselves warm.

It was much colder inside the prison than outside. It wasn't the cold wind, but the moisture from the ground and the darkness from the sun that hadn't been seen all year round. Coupled with the smell of dead rats, the coolness inside had just begun to bite in autumn.

Most people would rather go to the underground culvert Maodong than come here.

Someone coughed a few times, breaking the silence.

Xiao Lei looked at Song Yu and thought of the time when he sneaked into her house, was tied to a pillar by her, and blew up his crotch with firecrackers. He still wanted to tremble now.

But he couldn't help it and whispered: "Master Xiao Song, Abin is dead."

"Abin?" Song Yu turned over, "Your companion who couldn't beat a fart with three sticks, didn't he want a golden basin to wash his hands? Why, he didn't find the golden basin, and he did it to you again, and he was beaten to death. ? As a thief, you deserve to be beaten to death, right?"

Xiao Lei was speechless for a moment, and after a while he muttered a defense: "This is a craft passed down from my ancestors."

The scarred face snorted.

Xiao Lei counterattacked him: "What are you humming? You're selling fake questions. You're more despicable than me. I'll lock you up until you die."

As soon as Qingscarian came to the imperial examination, he sold fake test questions, and the candidates did not dare to say anything after being deceived. He made a lot of money every year.

Until today, when I met a ruthless person, I would rather injure the enemy a thousand and lose eight hundred to myself than let this liar go.

(End of this chapter)