The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 130 Send Chicken
Xie Zhifei shuddered violently.

Before he could ask in detail, Yan Sanhe had already spoken.

"Staying in the prefect's Yamen is the worst policy; staying in an inn is the middle policy; returning to Guanyin Temple is the best policy. The prefect's Yamen protected us, but it also stopped them."

The person who suggested living in the government office was Xie Zhifei.

"I didn't think too much. I just thought that if we come out together, we have to go back together. No one can get into trouble, so..."

"I don't blame you. Under those circumstances, anyone would choose to save their lives first."

Yan Sanhe lowered his eyes, "Forget about what I missed, let's see if there is any way to make up for it?"

"Is there any?" Xie Zhifei asked anxiously.

Have it?

Yan Sanhe thought about it and the answer was: no.

As the saying goes, you can't miss the opportunity. If the time never comes, you will move out of the yamen again. All fools know what's going on.

And Wu Guanyue and his son are definitely not fools.

"Is there a possibility?"

Xie Zhifei swallowed.

"The people hiding in Guanyin Temple are subordinates of Wu Guanyue and his son, or they were former loyal servants. Wu Guanyue and his son are in Daqi. They were afraid that we would find them, so they intercepted them halfway."

"It's possible."

Yan Sanhe hesitated for a moment.

"But what I don't understand is why the man in black suddenly retreated after that arrow? Is there only one person and an arrow hidden in the woods?"

Before Xie Zhifei could speak, she thought to herself again: "They set up an ambush and neither hurt us nor killed us. Doesn't this mean they returned in vain?"

Xie Zhifei's breath froze.

At that time, he once thought that even with the formation laid out, it must be a decisive blow. There was no other way except a bloody battle.

"What are you suspecting, Yan Sanhe?" he asked.

She didn't answer immediately. She thought for a long time and then said slowly: "I suspect they are testing us."

"Try?"

Xie Zhifei felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"What tempts us? What can we tempt?"

"do not know."

Yan Sanhe lowered his head and looked at his toes, with deep disappointment in his eyes.

Pei Xiao was not the only one who was deeply hit, she was also hit hard, even more so, because she was the one who came up with the plan.

So it was her responsibility to get nothing.

Xie Zhifei's eyes glanced at her drooping eyelashes, and he felt an inexplicable feeling of distress in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to rub his drooped head, which felt so weak.

Immediately.

Yan Sanhe raised his head, with two sharp lights in his eyes.

What?
Want to tease her again?
"..."

The third master is thick-skinned and rough, "There was a fly in your hair just now, let me help you catch it."

I think you are the fly!
Yan Sanhe snorted coldly and was about to turn back when suddenly a scolding sound came from not far away.

Only then did she realize that the two of them had walked to the door of the government office unknowingly.

"Who rushes into the government office early in the morning? Come out, come out, come out."

"Master, I'm looking for Mr. Zhou, and I'll send him two old hens."

"Master Zhou hasn't gone to the office yet. He's waiting outside. Get out, get out!"

"Don't push... ah ah ah... my legs and feet are not good, sir."

"Let him go!"

The yamen officer turned around and saw Xie Zhifei, and smiled, "What's wrong, Brother Xie, you know this old man."

"Well, we have dealt with each other."

Xie Zhifei threw the two taels of silver into the hands of the Yamen servant.

"I'll take him inside to wait. He's old and it's a hot day. Don't stand up and do anything. Master Zhou might take it out on you if he knows!"

The yamen servant gets money, can be a good person in front of his superiors, and can give Brother Xie some face, so why not do it!
I wonder if Brother Xie will take him along with him when he invites him to drink wine.

"Old man, go in and wait!"

The old man wore two chickens on his waist and thanked Xie Zhifei happily: "Brother, you are so kind-hearted."

Xie Zhifei smiled: "Old man, don't you remember me?"

"You are……"

The old man looked at him, then at Yan Sanhe, and shook his head, indicating that he did not remember.

"We said Mr. Zhou was a thief and you were so angry that you wanted to fight us. Did you forget?"

"Oh, I remember."

The old man glared, "Don't talk nonsense in the future. Mr. Zhou is a good person." "Yes, yes, yes, he is definitely a good person."

Xie Zhifei: "Let's go. I'll take you to the inner hall and wait there. I'll give you a cup of herbal tea."

"You are also a good person, I can see that."

The old man chuckled and said, "I have never made a mistake in my entire life."

You are mistaken now.

The person who really wants to help you is the girl next to me who is disguised as a man.

Xie Zhifei turned his face and winked at the girl.

This was to tell her not to get too close. This old man smelled like chicken shit.

"How long have you had the chicken tied to you?"

Xie Zhifei was a little curious, "Will you die of suffocation?"

"This chicken will be tied up as long as I am out. Don't worry, brother, the chickens I raise will be alive and kicking after being tied up for three days and three nights."

"When did you leave the door?"

"It's three quarters."

Xie Zhifei was shocked, "I walked for three hours just to give Mr. Zhou two chickens."

The old man still laughed and said, "I'll give you one, and there's another one that's not mine."

"who?"

"It belongs to the rich old woman in our village."

The old man gushed, "Master Zhou hasn't come to the village to fish for a long time, so old lady Jin asked me to bring a chicken to supplement the meal for you."

This is said without any beginning or end and no logic.

Are fishing and replenishing related?
Xie Zhifei became more and more curious, "Master Zhou often goes fishing in your village?"

"Yes!"

"why?"

"Brother, your question is on point."

The old man looked so proud, "That's because the fish in our village is more delicious and fresher than the fish in other places."

Xie Zhifei became even more puzzled when he heard this.

"Then why does Old Lady Jin need to replenish your body?"

"Thank you for your hard work, sir!"

"What does your hard work have to do with her?"

"Look what you said."

The old man rolled his eyes in a shocking way.

"Old Lady Jin got sick a few years ago, and it was Mr. Zhou who paid for her treatment. His son couldn't get a wife, and it was Mr. Zhou who helped him marry her. Where is the great benefactor? What do you think it has to do with it?"

Xie Zhifei sighed sincerely this time, "Master Zhou, what this official has done is really admirable."

When the old man heard this, he was even more proud than praising his son for his future.

"Look at my chicken. Is it fat?"

"Yeah, so fat."

Xie Zhifei responded casually, walked a few steps quickly, whispered a few words to the young yamen guarding the door of the main hall, and stuffed some money casually.

The young yamen servant glanced at the old man and said, "Brother Xie, he's wearing a chicken. Forget it in the inner hall. I'll move him a chair and pour him a cup of tea. What do you think about sitting outside?"

"It's done."

"Brother Xie, you are so kind. If you want to let everyone in, what will happen to our yamen?"

"Why, someone else is giving chickens to your master!"

"Chickens, fish, eggs... there are all kinds of gifts. The most outrageous thing is that someone even brought a cow."

The young yamen servant lowered his voice and poked his finger in the sky, "What's the use? Who on top can know this?"

"Always know."

Xie Zhifei patted the young yamen servant on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and bring him a chair."

The little yamen servant went away in a panic.

Xie Zhifei gave the old man a few words of advice before walking back to Yan Sanhe, "Does this count as sending Buddha to the West?"

Yan Sanhe curled his lips.

She didn't know whether it was delivered to the West or not. She only knew one thing: these days, money can make a difference.

"Let's go, Mingting is still waiting."

Yan Sanhe said "hmm".

To be fair, Mr. Xie couldn't fault anything in his dealings with others, but...suddenly, something flashed through his mind.

Yan Sanhe stopped, turned around suddenly, and stared at the old man.

(End of this chapter)