Chapter 39: More evil (for the best good is like water, more evil!) (The end of the previous chapter was not clearly expressed. Ruoshui went to the group specifically to say it. I didn’t dare to stop for a moment. I quickly ran to the computer and turned on the computer to rewrite the previous chapter. Thanks for the reminder ~ I can’t do much. , only more updates, more updates, more updates. This is the fourth update today.) Shortly after Uncle Jiu brought his disciples down the mountain, Shi Shaojian said goodbye to his master and rushed to Renjia Town, where he secretly consulted and found out the reputation of the people in Yizhuang in the town. Judging from the results, Uncle Jiu was indeed as the master said, watertight and flawless. Even if he deliberately induced him, no one could tell the specific faults of the other party. As for Uncle Jiu’s three apprentices, most people only know that there is one named Qin Yao, who is the junior class member of Yizhuang Tiandi Bank. As for the remaining two, except for those who have had close contact with Uncle Jiu, they are basically all Can't shout their names. As for this, it is difficult to find out any dark information. Shi Shaojian could only hold on to his desire for quickness, and planned to hide in the dark, like a viper in the grass, staring at his prey, waiting for the opportunity to hunt. However, what he didn't expect was that the mayor had a young master who had returned from studying abroad. He didn't do well in his studies abroad, but he brought back a lot of things that combined Chinese and Western things. For example... there will be prizes for reporting! Although Shi Shaojian was extremely cautious, and most of his inquiries were circumstantial, but if there were too many people, he would eventually encounter one or two people who had their own ideas, so he soon inquired about Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice. It reached Fang Hongru’s ears. Master is a brain-eating family. The brain-eating mentioned here does not only mean being smart, but also means being able to rely on wisdom to make a living. If the scheming city is not deep enough and the problem is not considered thoroughly enough, let alone others, the first one to kill you will be your boss. Therefore, Fang Hongru did not rush to report to the mayor, but pretended not to know anything and appeared in front of Shi Shaojian at the right time.
The two of them had their own secrets, but they seemed to hit it off immediately. After sensing Shi Shaojian's mild hostility towards Uncle Jiu, Fang Hongru vaguely told the story of Qin Yao's coercion of the mayor, which immediately made Shi Shaojian feel happy and made him a comrade. , revealing his true identity and thoughts. Fang Hongru silently remembered everything in his mind, stabilized Shi Shaojian for the time being, and then rushed to the mayor's house without stopping and sold it for a penny. If the mayor had not attended the opening ceremony of Yizhuang Tiandi Bank, he might have hesitated to use Shi Shaojian's power to chop open the big boss who landed in the air. But after sitting at the same table with the City God at the opening ceremony, he voted without any psychological burden, and voted cleanly, from the inside out. Just kidding, the city gods are all on the side of the boss, which side do you think I should side with? ? "A'ru, you did a good job." Ren Qingquan patted Fang Hongru's shoulder heavily to encourage him: "You go home first and don't touch Shi Shaojian again for the time being; I'll go to Yizhuang to give Uncle Jiu and Mr. Qin Tell me about this." Fang Hongru nodded, his eyes flashing slightly. The master's mind came online. From the mayor's reaction, he understood the mayor's choice and guessed that Uncle Jiu must have a stronger background! … Qin Yao never expected that one day he would hear news about Shi Shaojian from Ren Qingquan. In his impression, Ren Qingquan belonged to the secular world, and Shi Shaojian was an enemy to the spiritual world. The two were not in the same dimension at all. . However, in reality, the relationship between the secular world and the spiritual world is not as clear-cut as he imagined. This resulted in Ren Qingquan's report being unexpected, but reasonable, and even inexplicably a surprise. To give a more vivid metaphor, a snake was hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to bite him. Before the snake moved, a passerby told him that there was a snake there, and handed him an eight-fold mirror... "Uncle Jiu, Taoist Master Qin, how should we deal with this matter?" After reporting what happened, Ren Qingquan said with clasped fists. If it was Shi Jian who came, Uncle Jiu would have to discuss with Qin Yao how to deal with it, but it was Shi Shaojian who came. He didn't feel like he was facing a formidable enemy at all. He even felt that if he didn't stop Qin Yao now, the child would be able to Play Shi Shaojian to death! "Qin Yao, I'll leave Shi Shaojian to you to deal with it. Be gentle and don't kill anyone, otherwise it will be difficult for Maoshan to deal with it." With this in mind, Uncle Jiu turned to look at the third child in the family and said seriously. Qin Yao nodded, smiled silently, and asked Ren Qingquan: "Mayor, where is Shi Shaojian now?" Looking at the smile on his face, Ren Qingquan felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and said quickly: "Fu Lai Restaurant!" The setting sun was shining slantingly, and the dusk was lingering. Suddenly, a cold wind suddenly blew up, making a shrill whimpering sound. The pedestrians on the street subconsciously speed up their pace, and the occupancy rate in the restaurant continues to rise. Shi Shaojian, dressed in white as snow, sat alone at a wooden table by the window, drinking by himself. His leisurely posture inadvertently attracted the attention of many people. However, when these eyes focused on his face, the attraction caused by his temperament suddenly fell off a cliff, and the idea of wanting to get acquainted suddenly disappeared without a trace.
No matter in ancient or modern times, the world is all about faces, and it was even more serious in ancient times. For example, there is an idiom called throwing guoying car, which roughly means that Pan An is very beautiful, and when driving in the busy city, everyone from eighty-year-old women to teenage girls are fascinated by them. He bought fruits and threw them into Pan An's cart, until the cart was full. Another negative example is the story of the Celestial Master Zhong Kui. Rumor has it that Zhong Kui got first place in the scientific examination. However, because of his ugly appearance, he missed out on being the top candidate in the palace examination. He was even humiliated by the emperor and the prime minister. So out of resentment, he He pulled out the sword of the general and killed himself. Of course, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. If not for this death, Zhong Kui would not have been able to embark on the path of spiritual practice, and eventually became a heavenly master and ascended to the heaven. Speaking of which, Shi Shaojian was not ugly enough to be a stranger, but his face looked dejected and sinister. No one wanted to cause trouble for him, so he chose to stay away from him. Shi Shaojian didn't know the reason. He just thought that those people were ashamed of themselves and didn't take it to heart at all. “Come here, let me ask you something.” After having enough wine and food, Shi Shaojian put down his chopsticks with satisfaction and pointed at a guest. These words were very rude and full of arrogance, and the guest didn't know him, and he didn't want to deal with this sad door god, so he lowered his head and pretended that he didn't hear anything. "Are you deaf?" Shi Shaojian's eyes turned cold and he walked towards the other party step by step. “I don’t want to cause trouble, so don’t push yourself too far.” The guest suppressed his anger and said sternly. "boom!" Shi Shaojian suddenly grabbed the other person's hair, knocked his head **** the table, and smashed the plate stained with vegetable juice: "You don't give me face, and you blame me for pushing the envelope. People like you deserve to die." "If he doesn't give you face, he will die. If you don't give me face, should he die?" Qin Yao opened the half-open wooden door and walked into the restaurant with a gust of cold wind. Dusted off the dust on his body, his eyes were as cold as a knife. The ferocious feeling that penetrated his body instantly overwhelmed Shi Shaojian. the wicked. Still needs to be punished by evil people! (End of this chapter)
