Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

Shen Shaotang was passing by under the inn at that time, and watched the tea tray fall, and then watched the tea tray solidify in the air, forcibly deviated from the trajectory and fell one meter away from him.

He knew who did it, but with so many people watching, he couldn't let such outrageous things be publicized.

So he pretended to be dizzy.

Everyone hurriedly yelled "Eldest Young Mistress fainted" and "Eldest Young Mistress was frightened to death". In the rush of night, they carried him on a stretcher and sent him back to Jixintang.

Of course Qiu Zi saw that he was not ill, so she gave him a Baoxin Pill to settle the matter.

The old lady was also busy asking people to come and see him, and Qiu Yan and Yuan Shuo were even busier to see if he was dead.

At this moment, Qiu Yan sat by the bed and took the wet towel off his forehead, "Do you still feel unwell?"

Shen Shaotang's complexion was "like paper", and he shook his head lightly: "It's nothing, just lie down for a while."

"Yeah, just lie down." Qiu Zi closed the door of the medicine cabinet and said sarcastic words.

"Third sister!" Qiu Yan reprimanded in a low voice.

Qiu Zi was a little baffled, "Second brother, what's wrong with you, you actually murdered me because of him?"

"I'm not..." Qiu Yan had an apology on his face.

"Okay, it's getting late, and Jixintang is closing. Are you going to take him back, or just lie here overnight?" Qiu Zi put the heavy wooden box on the table, making a lot of noise .

"I...will leave later." Shen Shaotang said.

He didn't want to sleep in this place.

After a cup of tea, Shen Shaotang put on his clothes and went out. Qiu Zi and Yuan Shuo left first. Only Qiu Yan was worried about the danger of him walking alone, and walked home with him.

Most of the time on the road was silent, and the two had their own thoughts in their hearts.

However, they had just walked not far away when a staff member of Ji Xin Tang rushed to catch up and said, "Second Young Master, wait!"

"A patient came to pick up the medicine, but the hall master is not here, so I dare not make my own opinion. Please come back with me, the second young master."

Qiu Yan and Shen Shaotang looked at each other, and the latter nodded slightly.

Weighing one or two, Qiu Yan said to the guy, even though he was unwilling to do so out of selfishness:

"Lead the way."

Qiu Yan was called back by the staff of Ji Xintang, not knowing what was important, but before leaving, she repeatedly asked Shen Shaotang to wait where she was.

Shen Shaotang was wrapped in a white brocade robe, he closed his skirt in the night wind, and looked outside boredly, suddenly there were paper money all over the sky in his vision.

The smoke merged into one stream and curled up from bottom to top. Some paper money was reduced to ashes, and some were scattered all over the ground.

"Grandpa, come and see my mother-in-law!" The paper burner shouted loudly.

Shen Shaotang took a closer look and recognized the drunk who was making trouble in Jixintang at that time.

"Today is your wife's death day?" He approached and asked.

The drunk looks very energetic when he is not drinking. He is about forty years old, and the corners of his eyes are drooping when he smiles. He is holding a wad of paper money, and enthusiastically takes out a third of it and hands it over.

"Yes, she cruelly left alone..." The drunk man had tears in his eyes.

"Engong, why don't you go home? It's not peaceful outside in the dead of night."

"I'm waiting for someone." Shen Shaotang said while throwing the paper money into the flames, "You don't need to call me benefactor, the person who should be grateful is Doctor Qiu."

"Grandfather... what Mr. Shen said is true."

After the paper money was burnt, the drunk man glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Mr. Shen is waiting for the people to come, why don't I escort you back, and the old lady can rest assured."

Shen Shaotang originally wanted to refuse, but the drunk man knelt down in front of him with a plop, and immediately burst into tears.

"Young Master Shen has helped my family so much, if I don't do something, not only my conscience will be disturbed, but the dead mother-in-law will also blame me!"

Seeming to see his hesitation, the drunk said again: "I still have unburned paper money, which can be sprinkled along the road, first to pay homage to my mother-in-law, and second, to leave traces."

Shen Shaotang felt getting colder and colder, and at the moment of answering, he didn't see the light in the other party's eyes.

The night was dark and the lights were dim. Walking from the avenue to the small path, they followed a path of paper money. If you look back, it's a bit creepy.

Suddenly, Shen Shaotang saw three more people in front of him, and he didn't give way when he saw them approaching.

The three of them were all dressed in rough clothes, with dead fish eyes on the left side, a long scar on the middle face, and the deer-headed mouse eyes on the right, like hooligans from other places.

"Brothers have been waiting for you for so long, your kid is finally here." The scar-faced man said with a machete on his shoulder.

Shen Shaotang suddenly felt something was wrong, he turned his head to look at the people beside him, but there was nothing there.Even on the way they came, there was no trace of paper money at some point.

In the next moment, the other two stood in front of him, blocking the escape route.

"Big, big brother... Can the money I owe be written off now?" The drunk knelt spinelessly in front of the scar-faced man, his shoulders trembling.

Since his wife's death, he has been eating, drinking, whoring and gambling outside, and owes a lot of debt.Another reason for going to Jixintang to ask for money at that time was also to repay the debt, but how can gambling addiction be so easy to quit?

Shen Shaotang's expression was cold, "Is that money not enough for you to bury your wife properly?"

"What money? You still have money to hide and didn't give it to us?" The scar-faced man grabbed the drunk man's collar and sprayed his saliva on his face.

"No, it's all...all for you."

After his wife died, he was buried hastily in the back mountain, on a small hill.

The scar-faced man had a strong hand, and he patted the drunk man's shoulder heavily, "Okay... Brothers, you can inspect the goods before the old bustard can sell them for a good price. Get out of here!"

The drunk man didn't dare to look at Shen Shaotang, and quickly ran forward gratefully.

"What are you running for... Our two brothers will make you feel good, taste the taste of sex..." Dead fish eyes were about to touch him with both hands.

"I advise you to be more acquainted, my second brother will be here soon!"

The deer-headed rat's salty pig's hand touched his buttocks, and said with a lewd smile: "Wouldn't it be better to come here?"

Shen Shaotang took half a step back, and while he wasn't paying attention, he raised his leg and kicked at the opponent's vitals. Maybe everyone thought he was weak, and no one was on guard. As a result, he bent over and grinned in pain.

"Oh—my lifeblood!"

"Damn it!" The scar-faced man raised his hand, and beat Shen Shaotang so that half of his face was tilted, which was painful and swollen.

His thick arms grabbed Shen Shaotang's shoulders, turned his face and pressed against the wall, and then began to untie his belt on his own.

In the scorching breath of the three people, no one noticed a trace of strangeness in the air, like frost mist condensed into the surface of the water, and ripples appeared.

Gu Qinglun was hidden within the barrier, and just about to make a move, he saw a strange black mist seeping from the ground.

The black mist slowly entangled the legs and feet of several people, like shadows without facial features, their long and slender bodies wrapped stickily around them, sighing in enjoyment.

"Brother... what the hell is this!" Dead Fisheye yelled in horror.

Then, Scarface heard him scream, like a fat pig that was slaughtered in a slaughterhouse, as if he couldn't die after experiencing pain, he let out a weak cry for help.

"Big brother..."

"Second brother, I, I'm here!" Scarface quickly grabbed Si Yuyan's arm, but the other side was light, and he pulled back a severed hand, and his body was missing.

He threw away the crippled hand in a panic, and fear took hold of him for a moment.

"Third brother..." He looked ahead, and Shen Shaotang had disappeared, replaced by a tall and tall black shadow, shrouded in a thick black mist.

"You... Which hand was it that touched him just now?" Hei Ying asked with a strange smile.

"Are you a man or a ghost, I... ah!" Scarface felt severe pain in his right hand joint, and then watched it fall off piece by piece.

"What do you want to do to him?"

"Ah!!" The pain in the lower abdomen directly knocked Dao Scar's face to death, and he fell crookedly.

After the black mist faded, there was only a slender figure hugging Shen Shaotang, he looked down at the person in his arms for a long time, and then gently kissed Shen Shaotang very precious.

In a few moments, a group of black shadows disappeared into the alley.

……

The next day, Shen Shaotang woke up at Qiu's house and couldn't remember anything.

Qiu Yan said that when he was on the way home, he found that he was missing, and searched everywhere to no avail. He didn't feel relieved until his family said that he had returned home.

But hearing that Shen Shaotang was almost cheated into the brothel, even the old lady was furious, so Qiu Yan took people to find the drunk and sent him to the county government.

At the same time, the county government received another report.At the entrance of an alley, someone found many fragments of corpses, and blood was splattered on the wall on the ground at the scene. Passers-by couldn't help retching when they saw it.

In connection with the two cases, the county magistrate identified the drunk as the murderer, because the murder method was cruelly executed.