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

Chapter 142 Vitality
Pei Xiao was so distraught that he deliberately cursed in order to embolden himself.

"What the hell do you want to do? Stay away from me and get out of here!"

Aqiang didn't seem to hear the scolding, so he put his hand into Pei Xiao's arms and quickly took out an official seal from inside.

Zhou Ye immediately took out his official seal and threw it away.

Aqiang took it steadily and walked out of the yard without saying a word.

"Miss Yan, what do you think the monks will do when they see Master Pei's official seal, and then see my official seal?"

"..."

now.

Yan Sanhe's inner exclamation was indescribable.

How clever!
Two official seals, and one more sentence - Mr. Pei found out that he had wronged Mr. Zhou. Now the two have turned enemies into friends. You are no longer needed here. Come back!

The monks didn't want to get involved in the officialdom fight, so they didn't even ask a single question and just walked away.

And once the monk leaves, the six of them...

I don’t even know how to die!
Yan Sanhe narrowed his eyes and looked directly at Zhou Ye in front of him, but a scene of her and Yan Xing playing chess appeared in his mind.

The two worlds of Chu and Han were in turmoil.

Yan Xingxing made a fancy move, "General!"

Yan Sanhe was speechless for a long time, "I lost."

"child!"

Yan Xing picked up her chess piece: "Don't give up easily until the last moment. Look..."

He made a screen horse move, "Life!"

Yan Sanhe shook his head vigorously, and three thoughts clearly came to his mind.

Putting a knife to someone else's neck, this is what I, Yan Sanhe, do——

It’s a thought;
I lit the incense stick, but the Bodhisattva did not bless me. Is it because the Xie Dandan who lit the incense was insincere, or the Bodhisattva only collected the incense and did not do any work——

This was the second thought;
How to break this situation now——

This is the third and most important thought!
At this moment, Zhou Ye walked up to her with his hands behind his back, bent down and pulled out the dagger on the ground, and said in a low voice:
"Miss Yan, choose a way to die!"

Yan Sanhe sneered: "Death, do you still have a choice?"

"can!"

Zhou Ye: "Is it a sword that seals the throat, or a thousand cuts? Is it arsenic poisoned wine, or hemp rope and white silk? Will he die before the others, or after the others?"

"Kill your sister if you want to, and cut her into pieces if you want. What nonsense!"

Li Buyan suddenly cursed.

"My aunt hates you the most for nagging, nagging birds! Come on, aunt/first one, hurry up, whoever doesn't take action will be his fucking grandson."

Huang Qi next to her was so frightened that her face turned green: Auntie, are you crazy?
Zhu Qing's eyes flashed: That's great, she is protecting the Lord!
Zhou Ye's face turned livid, and he walked towards Li Buyan with the dagger in hand.

The hairs all over Yan Sanhe's body stood up.

She turned around suddenly and stared at Li Buyan with red eyes. The liquid in her veins was not boiling and burning because she was moved, but because she saw a glimmer of life.

Li Buyan is right.

What nonsense!
When things have reached this point, Zhou Bu doesn't kill them immediately. Why are they still waiting for the auspicious day?
and also!

He asked his subordinates to go see the monk with two official seals. Isn't he afraid that the third master and the monk have some special code agreement?

and also! !
He tied up everyone and only treated himself favorably. And he was obviously the one who could transform thoughts and demons, and he should also be the most dangerous person?

Between Lightning and Flint—

Yan Sanhe suddenly thought of the black-clothed men in the grove who retreated in one blow; he thought of the wine without any "condiments"...

wrong!

There must be something wrong!
In the void, there were two floating pieces in my mind that were originally floating separately, and clicked together.

The connection between the two floating pieces is perfectly matched in some places; in other places it is wrong and cannot be closed at all.But so what!

Others have already marked the general as a "playboy", and his "screen horse" can only take one step and watch one step.

Anyway, how much worse could it be?

Yan Sanhe suddenly rushed over and grabbed Zhou Ye's hand holding the dagger.

"Yan Sanhe!"

Li Buyan's heart almost jumped out of his chest, "What are you doing?"

"Do nothing!"

Yan Sanhe spoke unusually fast, "I just want to ask Mr. Zhou. You have worked so hard to lead us here step by step. What do you mean?"

boom!
boom!
boom!
Every word fell into everyone's ears like thunder.

Pei Xiao's eyes almost bulged out: Brother, what did she just say?Did you hear it?
Xie Zhifei's heart was pounding: I'm not deaf!
Zhou Ye lowered his head and looked at Sanhe in disbelief.

Yan Sanhe raised his chin at him, "Master Zhou has worked hard to lead us here step by step. He must have a plan!"

In both sentences, the first word has not changed, but the meaning behind it is completely different.

The so-called "what" is a question.

Having a plan is affirmative and is also the answer to the previous sentence.

From Xie Zhifei's angle, he could just see Yan Sanhe's hand hanging on one side. The hand was slender and pale, and his thumb and index finger were twisting unconsciously.

While his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't help but feel nervous for Yan Sanhe.

this girl...

Not sure either!
Zhou Ye lifted his hand lightly and looked at Yan Sanhe with interest.

"Miss Yan, do you have some kind of delusion? I'm leading you, why should I lead you!"

"Good question!"

Yan Sanhe pointed to the palace lantern on the side.

"The first time I saw this thing was in Xie's Mansion. I walked around and looked at it. It was really beautiful. Isn't it expensive?"

She turned her finger and pointed towards the main hall.

"How much money does it cost for a piece of huanghuali?"

He twisted his finger again and pointed at the broken wine bottle on the ground, "Even the paintings on it are all done by the master..."

Yan Sanhe's eyes turned cold.

"Are you still going to be a thief for the 800 taels of silver?"

Zhou Ye was furious, "What evidence do you have that I stole 800 taels from you?"

"What you just said is evidence."

Yan Sanhe sneered: "I only said 800 taels, but I didn't say that the 800 taels are ours. What is Mr. Zhou guilty of?"

Zhou Ye's old face turned red instantly and he sneered, "Is Miss Yan playing a word game with me?"

"I'm not as good as you, Mr. Zhou. You can fish Taigong Jiang, and whoever is willing to take the bait will have fun."

Yan Sanhe: "Old man's herbal tea shop, you don't have to throw down the little baggage with money."

Xie Zhifei's pupils contracted and expanded instantly.

"You finish your tea in a leisurely manner and chat with the old man for a few words as usual. Not to mention people, even the smartest ghost will not doubt you."

Xie Zhifei blurted out: "But he deliberately threw down his baggage, deliberately put down two cents, deliberately left in a hurry, and deliberately kept shouting."

Pei Xiao was surprised: Brother, what are you talking about?
Xie Zhifei closed his long eyelashes: Brother, help her quickly, don't let her be alone.

Yan Sanhe glanced at Xie Zhifei unhurriedly and answered slowly:
"Does Mr. Zhou really want us to be suspicious of you?"

(End of this chapter)