The waterwheel rolled again, and the man choked after being immersed in the water: "You must be scared now, as long as you let me go, I will persuade him to kill you more happily."

Xiao Qing put on airs and pretended to understand in confusion: "Oh, thank you, but I'm afraid you won't have this chance."

Xiao Qing smiled, peerless, but the corner of his mouth was like a sharpened knife, with a cold light.

The tormented man tied to the waterwheel gradually felt his body lose strength, as if his soul had been squeezed dry, leaving only an empty shell.

After noticing the strangeness, the man's face changed drastically, and he struggled: "Monster! What kind of trick did you use to me!"

As soon as Xiao Qing raised his hand, thousands of silver threads shot straight from his fingertips, instantly restraining the man's limbs, piercing through the skin and getting into the bones of the limbs.

The man felt the extreme torture of the ants scooping out the marrow, and he couldn't hold on for even a second, and began to wail: "Daoist Xiao, Immortal Xiao! The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan and bumped into you, please don't remember the villain's fault and let me die!" Have fun!"

Xiao Qing sneered, but his voice was fatally gentle: "Why don't you praise me, and I'll think about it."

The man was tortured until his eyes turned black, and his ears rang like thunder. Without stopping, he almost used up all the praiseworthy words he had known throughout his life to praise Xiao Qing: "You are pure, kind, intelligent, extremely intelligent, Different martial arts, unmatched talent, extremely strong and majestic..."

Xiao Qing patiently listened to him explain the vocabulary of a cup of tea, and when he couldn't find it after racking his brains, he lazily said: "Okay, I've thought about it."

The man's eyes bloomed with the radiant vitality of resurrection from death.

"It's still more enjoyable to torture you."

The vitality went down, and it turned into anger: "Xiao Qing, you despicable villain, you are shameless and treacherous, I believe you!"

System: [You are a bad old man, you are very bad. 】

Xiao Qing: "Shut up."

The cold pool was empty, and the man's angry curses echoed endlessly. Fu Hua frowned and wanted to pull out his noisy tongue, so he heard his master say: "I think it's more comfortable to listen to others scolding me."

Xiao Qing grinned, with a wicked look: "So I'd better find the answer in your mind."

The silver thread was ready to go, flowed along the blood, and penetrated deeply into the man's brain. The man screamed and passed out.

The man's name is Zhang Qiang, a very ordinary butcher. His beloved wife was bullied to death. He became a demon at one thought, joined the evil sect, and became a lackey.

In the past, he slaughtered livestock, but after he became a running dog, he also slaughtered people like livestock.

Yinsi wandered in his head, Xiao Qing urged the puppet technique to absorb all of Zhang Qiang's memories, allowing Xiao Qing to see a corner of the truth about Lu's other courtyard.

Five days ago, in a dark and windy alley, in a lonely alley, a man in black wearing a black hat gave Zhang Qiang a mission, to fuck, if he failed to kill someone, he would throw the blame on the notorious Xiao Qing.

In Zhang Qiang's memory, he called the man in black the Daoist.

Those black-clothed assassins were arranged by Zhang Qiang to go to the Tubie Courtyard. It was a coincidence that the two villains met and had internal strife. Zhang Qiang ordered the dead men to die under Xiao Qing's sword. After Xiao Qing left, he replaced the dead men. The clothes of the servants of the Lu family, and then kill everyone who is hiding in the cellar of the Lu family.

After that, he incited the family members of the Lu family's servants to force the Lu family to give an answer, but this scapegoat was not very successful, and Lu Jinzhi was killed halfway, and he tried his best to protect this uncle whom he met for the first time.

That's why the scene of Bieyuan risking his life to throw the pot away, originally Zhang Qiang's plan was to fall into the hands of the Lu family, he had already planned the escape route, and after the escape, he said it was Xiao Qing's credit.

But with one wrong move, the whole game is lost.

As for the metaphorical "that person" in their mouths, no matter how Xiao Qing tried to probe into Zhang Qiang's memory, what he got was always a cloud of fog.

Xiao Qing yawned, feeling so bored, too lazy to think about it, waved his hand and was about to leave, when Fu Hua asked, "My lord, what should I do with this person?"

"Well?"

Xiao Qing's eyes were blurred, he was very sleepy, and he said vaguely: "Senior brother told me not to kill anyone, so let him live."

Xiao Qing felt that the most beautiful thing in this world was to sleep. If he could, he could sleep until he was fainted, but it was obviously impossible. After lying down for a few incense sticks, he was knocked down again. The sound of the door woke me up.

Xiao Qing tore his hair irritably, with grievance and anger on his face for being woken up, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the vase by the bed and slammed it towards the door.

Amidst the sound of cracking the ground, Xiao Qing shouted hysterically: "Why can't you come to me during the day! You have to quarrel with me at night! If you don't sleep and let me sleep, I'm going to kill you!" ah!"

Wronged, angry, helpless, sad.

Overall, it's a mixed bag.

Xiao Qing was so angry that his voice choked up.

The autumn wind blew through the leaves, Fu Hua stood silently outside the door, waiting for the sound of smashing things in the room to subside, and then calmly said: "My lord, Master Jiang wants a woman."

With such a calm tone, it is obvious that he has woken up Xiao Qing countless times without fear of death.

Xiao Qing, who had nothing to smash, stood barefoot in the room, angrily said: "He wants women to have nothing to do with me!"

As soon as the words were finished, the screaming police siren sounded in his mind, and the pain like needle pricks swept over him like a tide. Xiao Qing shook slightly, and almost lost his footing.

[Warning, warning, moderate ooc, please change the current behavior immediately. 】

Under the coercion of the system, Xiao Qing had to endure a headache and gritted his teeth: "As long as you are my guest, you can do it anytime."

After saying these words, the pain gradually subsided. Although it was only a short period of time, he felt as if he had endured a century.

After Xiao Qing calmed down, he quickly adjusted to his original mental state, casually put on a plain blouse, opened the door and walked out.

Standing under the moonlight, Xiao Qing seemed to be favored by the moonlight, with a faint halo all over his body. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Let's go, let's meet that guest."

In the inheritance memory, Xiao Qing has analyzed the character of Yuanshen - he loves money very much and is a genius in business. He owns brothels all over the continent, and while his business is flourishing, he does not delay his cultivation at the same time.

Is a strange person.

From my memory, I learned that the original body practiced sword and Taoism at Shangqingmen during the day, and traveled around through the teleportation array to do some shady activities at night, and only slept for a while when returning to Shangqingmen to take a carriage. After waking up, it was a lively villain again.

In just three years, the original body has done all the unspeakable evil deeds and offended countless righteous people. Such a villain spirit of dedication and love for his job cannot be questioned.

That's why Xiao Qing was severely warned by the system when he refuted Fu Hua.

Xiao Qing only felt a headache.

With the cool evening wind blowing, most of Xiao Qing's sleepiness had dissipated when he arrived at Wanhualou. Compared to the cold streets, Wanhualou was still brightly lit.

Passing through the side room full of cheers, Xiao Qing came to the last room. Xiao Qing pushed open the door and walked in. He saw a greasy old fat man sitting at a low table drinking his own food. The squinting eyes looked him up and down for a long time, and the intent in the eyes was so piercing that Xiao Qing's hairs stood on end in disgust.

But in front of the guests, he definitely wouldn't turn his face away, so no matter how disgusted he was, Xiao Qing still smiled softly: "Master Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are really getting younger and stronger."

"Where is it? Daoist Xiao is still like this after not seeing him for many days..." Jiang Fugui stared at Xiao Qing's salivating eyes without moving for a moment.

After all ten years of acting skills, the smile on Xiao Qing's face has not changed at all, and he stretched out his jade hand to hold the overturned jug: "Really, the wine has spilled."

Jiang Fugui came back to his senses and put down the jug, his Adam's apple rolled, and after suppressing the desire in his heart, Zhou Xuan said, "Daoist Xiao, I heard that you have gotten into trouble again recently?"

Xiao Qing covered his mouth and let out a chuckle, leaned back lazily on the wooden railing, and glanced at the corner of his long and narrow eyes, full of coquettish charm: "Jiang Zhenzhen is really joking, when did Xiao not hide the matter?"

Jiang Fugui felt a heat in his stomach, and was actually provoked by that smile, so he couldn't help but cursed evildoer in his heart.

Seeing that Jiang Fugui didn't answer, Xiao Qing propped his temples and continued: "Since Jiang Zhenren talked about this, I am afraid that the surprise he gave Xiao is also related to this, so let me guess what the real person wants from Xiao."

The index finger touched the shiny and moist red lips, and he really thought about it: "It seems that the real man's house is not peaceful..."

Jiang Fugui, a small head of the Jiang family in the south of the Yangtze River, belonged to the Fang family. After the Fang family was destroyed, the Jiang family also became independent.

This person is merciful everywhere, with descendants everywhere, once killed a woman, turned into a resentful spirit after death, and hid in the Jiang family to make troubles, but because of the extreme resentment, and the nearby immortals stood by, causing the Jiang family There was nothing I could do.

These are all learned from the original body's memory, and the original body is much more concerned about the customer's information than his own affairs.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qing suddenly smiled, and said: "It just so happens that Xiao is going to the south of the Yangtze River, and it is possible to deal with the resentful spirit for the real person, but if the real person can't come up with information that satisfies Xiao, then it's not a good idea." It's over."

"Naturally." The threatening meaning at the end of Xiao Qing's words made Jiang Fugui shiver uncontrollably, but he still didn't suppress the desire in his heart. He stretched out his fat hand to pinch the oil, but Xiao Qing couldn't help it. The sensuality avoided.

"It's late at night, and Xiao has arranged for a beautiful woman to serve the real person to enjoy it." Xiao Qing smiled slightly, and waved, and immediately there was a line of soft and beautiful girls with waists as soft as willows. With a flick of the limbs, □□ could be seen faintly under the thin and light clothes.

Jiang Fugui glanced at them one by one, turned around and said: "Jiang doesn't want to play with women today, he wants to taste what it's like to be a man."

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