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Chapter 459 Singing

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    It was approaching evening, and we drank tea for a while in Qiushan Pavilion.

    Since I got the Ghost Doctor Knife, I rarely use the Talisman.  But this time is different from the past. Firstly, my own cultivation level cannot be used. Secondly, neither Wang Chunlan nor Zhang Bin¡¯s head-lowering masters are good people. What¡¯s more, there are four soul-suppressing imps in that building, so  Just in case, I drew a lot of talismans. After all, these talismans are still effective against the little guys!

    Lao Shi hasn¡¯t come back yet, and his phone calls are blocked, so we don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on there. This leaves us with a limited number of people.  The last time we drove Osho away, we were scared away. If there is a conflict this time, we lack a master who can compete with him!

    The monkey brought a snack, and Yue Ao said to me while swallowing a piece of cream cake: "Brother Luo, if it doesn't work, let me try! Although I am not an expert, I still have some basic skills."

    Although I have never seen Yue Ao fight with anyone, I saw him easily collect the dead souls in Yuzhong that day, which shows that he is at least more experienced than Lao Shi and Aya. If he takes action, and Cang Yan assists, he may be able to defeat Ao Ao.  Xiu has half the chance of winning.

    "However, just wearing a Buddhist amulet around Zhang Bin's neck can cause Yue Ao's jade nail disease to relapse. What if Osho can see through Yue Ao's disease and use some despicable means?  Wouldn't that implicate Yue Ao?

    "No! You can't go!" I shook my head and refused.

    The monkey on the side said with relief: "Master, stop showing off and just listen to Mr. Luo!"

    Yue Ao rolled his eyes at the monkey and said: "You cunning monkey, can't you think of another way? Brother Luo is a guest. As a landlord, I, as a landlord, let him take the risk on his own? If it doesn't work, I can bring a few more dollars.  Wen Yu, use the jade spirit to warm me. I can hold on for a while longer, and at worst, I will run out if I get sick."

    The monkey muttered: "As long as you can think of a way, how much warm jade will you need to bring!"

    Wen Yu is a kind of Kunlun Jade. It is as crystal clear as water and feels warm when held, hence its name.  The ancients said that women are soft, fragrant and warm to jade, which is how jade got its name!  However, this kind of jade is hidden in ordinary jade veins. It is small in size and is about the size of a bean pellet. If you want to maintain Yue Ao's body temperature, you will need a large amount of warm jade, which is almost impossible!

    Although Yue Ao insisted again and again, I still refused.

    It was about nine o'clock in the evening, and Lao Shi hadn't come back yet!  I decided not to wait any longer and took Xue Boyang to see Wang Chunlan.

    Parked the car on the side of the road, took out a cigarette, smoked it slowly, and at the same time observed the movement around him.

    The construction site is as dark as ever, and the lights in the Jewelry City have also been turned off.  There was no one nearby, and only the opening leaflet of Jewelry City was flying in the wind on the street!

    Zhang Bin did not move at all. Is this possible?  Logically speaking, shouldn't he be on guard against me tonight?  Or is it that he thinks Xue Boyang is dead and has no evidence to fear?

    After finishing a cigarette, he put out the cigarette butt and looked at the time again. It was half past midnight and the time was just right. It was not yet midnight. If Wang Chunlan could be lured out, she would be much less violent!  Don¡¯t worry about too much, let¡¯s not delay!

    Opening the trunk, he took Xue Boyang out of the car. The old guy was tied up and his mouth was gagged, and he was screaming.  Deliberately resisting, his legs collapsed on the ground, refusing to enter the construction site!

    "Old Xue Tou? You really don't want to go?" I asked with a smile.

    "Uh-huh!" Xue Boyang glared angrily, with an attitude of refusing to obey!

    I took out a silver needle with my free hand and aimed it at the numbness of his elbow joint. The old man suddenly stood up from the ground. His whole body was unbearably numb. He twisted his shoulders and swayed as if there were lice crawling on his body.  Yes, a layer of sweat broke out on my face in an instant!

    "Do you want to go? If you go, I will pull it out for you. If you don't go, there will be a few more injections, and I will definitely tickle you to death!" I still smiled lightly.

    Xue Boyang was shaking all over and nodded hurriedly. It was so funny!

    "I really thought you were a tough guy. It turns out that you cherish your life so much that even a weakling can't bear it!" Aya sneered.

    After uncovering an iron guardrail, we entered the building from the southwest.

    I took Xue Boyang in front, and the three girls followed.

    When we got down to the underground level, the air suddenly became colder.

    At this time, I no longer had to worry about Xue Boyang yelling and running away. I asked Aya to remove the binding rope and the object gagging his mouth. Xue Boyang fell directly to the ground and started crying!

    "Old Xue Tou, if I had known what would happen today, why bother? Let's think about it. Wang Chunlan should say something later.What!  "I said as I tied three sticks of incense.

    "She will kill me. She will definitely kill me. Please, I know that I have sinned deeply, but I don't want to die. Don't let her kill me" Xue Boyang burst into tears, but I always feel that this  Human tears smell of hypocrisy.

    The incense was lit, and I burned a few more pieces of yellow paper. While burning, I softly shouted Wang Chunlan¡¯s name!

    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s because we fought each other last time and you know how powerful I am, especially when I hit you with blood from the tip of my tongue, but Wang Chunlan didn¡¯t show up for a long time!

    After thinking about it, I turned to Xue Boyang and said, "Old Xue Tou, how many years have you not sang Su Opera? How about a song called "Man Ting Fang"?"

    Xue Boyang huddled up, hid in the corner, shook his head vigorously and said: "Don't sing, I won't sing, and I won't sing even to death!"

    Cang Yan shouted angrily: "Xue Boyang, don't you know that your sins are serious? I heard that Man Tingfang was your and Wang Chunlan's favorite song during your lifetime. How about you let us listen to the number one student back then?"

    "Don't sing! I don't sing, I can't sing Man Ting Fang, you lunatics, you are forcing me to die!" Xue Boyang cried and wailed!

    I looked at Cui Qi and said, "Comrade Xiao Cui, can you sing Man Ting Fang? What on earth is this about?"

    Cui Qi nodded and said: "I have learned it, but I have never sung on stage. Man Tingfang tells the story of a couple in trouble in the late Song Dynasty. The wife was not afraid of rape, but used wisdom to get her husband out, and she was trapped in the Liao Kingdom.  The hand of the marshal. Later, news came of her husband's death. In order to preserve her chastity, after paying homage to her husband, the wife wrote a poem "Man Ting Fang" on the wall and committed suicide by diving into the water. When the husband, who had returned from a narrow escape, learned of his wife's death, he also imitated his wife and committed suicide.  Go to death.¡±

    It turns out that this is a song about love. I asked why Wang Chunlan sang so sadly that day!

    Cang Yan glanced at Xue Boyang coldly and said: "Old Xue Tou, you have done so many evil things, but you never thought of following Wang Chunlan to death?"

    Xue Boyang stammered in a low voice: "Chunlan's death was her own choice. II didn't want to force her to death. It was forced by the times. If you want to blame it, blame that era"

    "Spit!" I spat and said to Cui Qi: "Sing a part, just sing the part where the wife pays homage to her late husband and prepares to die!"

    Cui Qi nodded, cleared his throat, and as soon as he spoke, it was clear and sweet, and the melancholy immediately filled everyone's heart!

    Although Cui Qi was not as sad as what Wang Chunlan sang that day, his voice was so clear and beautiful that he could actually hear every word!

    While singing, inadvertently, the sanxianer and pipa suddenly began to play accompaniment.

    Xue Boyang was so scared that he stared around and looked around. Cui Qi was also a little nervous and wanted to stop!

    I shook my head and motioned for her to continue singing, and at the same time said to the empty air: "Wang Chunlan, what do you think of this child's singing? Can you give me some pointers? Also, Xue Boyang was brought here by me. If you have anything to say, you can say it."  !¡±

    The cold wind was blowing, and the ashes of the yellow paper that had just been burned flew up, and a black shadow slowly walked out in the flashlight light (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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