Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 379

Due to the bad weather, the night fell very quickly, and it was completely dark before the smoke cleared away.

But it was such a dark night that Lian Qingcheng's yard ushered in a person who had been waiting for him—the old man Shui Chan.

"Mr. Shui, please talk in the room." Lian Qingcheng welcomed the old man Shui Chan into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, the old man Shui Chan knelt down, "Saint, I know that I am useless, and I also know the reason why the saint has been helping the old man. Now that the old man is here, the old man is willing to be a part of the saint's hands." With a knife, I just ask the saint to trouble Dr. Gu to restore the old man's strength to its peak..."

"Mr. Shui, please get up quickly, the ground is cold, and you are still injured." Lian Qingcheng said and went to help the old man Shuichan.

But no matter how much he helped, the old man Shui Chan couldn't be helped up, "I know that the saint doesn't believe me, but the old man has been forced to do nothing, please the saint! Please!"

"Mister, you...why did you figure it out all of a sudden?" Lian Qingcheng asked knowingly.

The old man Shui Chan was naturally unwilling to say: "Please ask the holy lady to take out the blood bead that I gave you. After that thing explodes, it will indeed affect the old man a little, but those who let the blood bead explode will be affected by the venom in the blood bead." , after the venom is infected, it will turn a person into a pile of blood within a short while."

When the old man Shui Chan said this, he undoubtedly wanted Lian Qingcheng to believe him, but Lian Qingcheng didn't answer, obviously not buying it.

"Saint..." the old man Shui Chan continued: "The old man came to beg the saint knowing that he had no other way out. The saint must have a grudge, so the old man prepared a big gift for the saint, please accept it."

The big gift that the old man Shui Chan said was a small clarinet that he took out from his sleeve later.

Lian Qingcheng first helped the old man Shui Chan to sit down, then looked at the little clarinet in his hand, and asked, "What does this mean, old man?"

"Saint, this thing is old man... It is a treasure for self-defense and life-saving, and it has countless magical uses," said the old man Shui Chan, "I know that this thing is incomparable to Mr. Gu's craftsmanship and the medicine blood on his body, but this thing... ...Precious means precious because it is what the saintess needs at this time."

There was a gloomy taste in the words, Lian Qingcheng smiled with his lips curled up, and said: "For example?"

"For example, the old man knows that apart from attacking me and Fenhe, Bailiqing will not let you go."

"Qingcheng doesn't quite understand what the old man said." Lian Qingcheng listened to the old man Shui Chan quietly, and was not in a hurry to express his opinion.

The smile on the old man Shui Chan's face deepened, "The water in the city of death is very deep. If the saint doesn't prepare in advance and puts all her eggs in one basket, I'm afraid it will easily capsize in the gutter."

Lian Qingcheng lowered his eyes and pondered, it seems that he has made up his mind to sell this trick.

"Mr. Shui, I think it's good not to know some things in advance, otherwise if the other party uses their own weaknesses as bait, wouldn't they be passive?"

After living for so long, the old man Shui Chan naturally knew what Lian Qingcheng meant when he said this, just like it was impossible for a purchaser to tell the seller how much he wanted the goods.

But now the old man Shui Chan came to the door by himself, so he was passive. Lian Qingcheng was determined that the old man Shui Chan would not argue with him, and the old man Shui Chan followed Lian Qingcheng's wishes.

"The grievances and grievances between the saint and Bailiqing can't be resolved overnight. I'm afraid it would have reached the point of immortality long ago, and Bailiqing... without this clarinet, the saint may not be able to kill him in this life." It was Bailiqing." The old man Shui Chan gently handed the clarinet to Lian Qingcheng, "Bailiqing is actually a dead person, but he was saved by the sect master with a secret method. If you want to break the secret technique, you can use the clarinet It is a necessary thing, and there is another thing, the holy blood of the saint, these two things are indispensable, the old man will give this thing to the saint today..."

Lian Qingcheng looked at the old man Shui Chan fixedly, as if she wanted to see some doubts on his face, and it was this action that made her ignore the weird look on Gu Hanxun and Ji Li's faces.

After a long time, Lian Qingcheng put the clarinet in her hand, looked at the red ears that fell out of her palm, and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble the old man to tell you how to play with this little thing... gone."

Seeing that Lian Qingcheng had already put away his things, Gu Hanxun stood up and acted out according to the script Lian Qingcheng had prepared, "Qingcheng, I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded, not to mention saving lives." Life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda, I think it is not as good as..."

Lian Qingcheng raised his eyes, glanced at Gu Hanxun lightly, and then said: "Whether you want to help me or not is up to you, of course, if you don't want to, I will definitely not force you."

Hearing this, the old man Shui Chan quickly interrupted what Gu Hanxun was about to say, "Thank you saint, write more about the son, as the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, from now on, I will be the son of the saint Do whatever you want!"

Gu Han walked out without stopping, the old man Shui Chan was overjoyed and followed closely behind him.

When there were only two people left in the room, Ji Li laughed out loud, "Madam, you really are like a wild goose that leaves its hair, and a beast that leaves its skin. I was planning to use the old man Shui Chan to make a fuss about the City of Past Life. Chaotian, don't forget to blackmail him when the time comes, why don't you build a mountain for your husband after the matter is settled, and in this way, I'm afraid that within a few years, you will be rich like an enemy."

Lian Qingcheng threw the clarinet to Ji Li, and after the latter picked it up, he said with a smile: "Isn't Ji Wang's mansion rich now? I know that Ji Li's mansion is as big as a restaurant in a red hall, or as small as a wine shop and inn." I have dabbled a bit, and because these are properties under the name of Prince Ji's Mansion, I don't have to pay heavy taxes... tsk tsk tsk..."

When Ji Li heard it, his face turned red instantly, and after a while, he showed a worried and belated look, and said: "Oh... Madam knows all about the business of Ji Wang's mansion, so where is the king going?" Earning private money... It's bad, it's really bad to have such a shrewd wife..."

"Private house money? Broken? It's not easy to deal with, just fix it, anyway, who in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty doesn't know that Princess Ji is a jealous woman, it's good to fix it, it's good to fix it."

"I'll see who dares to say it~" Ji Li raised his voice and yelled, and pulled Lian Qingcheng into his arms, and said with a cheap expression: "But why does my husband like penniless so much, and is treated by his wife?" How does it feel to be strictly controlled?"

As he spoke, he buried his face in Lian Qingcheng's chest.

"Okay, okay... let's be serious," Lian Qingcheng pulled Jili's head off her body after dragging hard. Don’t believe it, and don’t believe it all, I wonder how sure you can deter him later?”

(End of this chapter)