Chapter 166 Blue and White Skeleton Porcelain

I don’t know what would happen to the Underworld when it receives such an evil sect’s infant spirit… I watched the big-headed infant spirit disappear behind the small ghost gate.

The two men shouted in anger: "This matter is not over! You took over the baby spirit of my master, and we have formed this beam! You dare to mess with us! It's useless for you to hide anywhere, we will definitely...Oh..."

My brother secretly took out the electric stun gun, and I didn't know where he got these contraband!

He sneered and said, "You should look at the partner even if you say harsh words. Do you think we are easy to bully? Don't look at who my brother-in-law is! My brother-in-law is--"

When he said this, he was stunned for a moment, turned around and asked me: "Who is my brother-in-law? Why did my mind suddenly turn blank..."

I also want to know! I can't remember the key things. I only know that I have children and a husband, but I can't remember everything about him!

Monk Huiqing mentioned that your husband is from the underworld, and I felt enlightened. Yes, he seems not an ordinary person.

But no one told me more information, so I couldn't remember anything.

This chaos is not like I caused it myself. My ring is lost, maybe it is related to this.

"I don't care whether your brother-in-law is not a brother-in-law! Even if your brother-in-law is the emperor, I will provoke us, which is equivalent to provoking our village! We will not let you go...you!"

The eyes of these two men swept over me and my brother.

They couldn't beat my brother, after all, my brother had to help him escape with his backpack of contraband.

I didn't plan to do anything to them, and I didn't even have the idea of ​​calling the police. At most, the police came was a crime of fighting.

"Xiao Qiao, do you think these two people... will have something to do with the two corpse-drivers we killed before?" my brother asked whispered.

"Brother, what's my husband from the underworld? Do you remember?"

My brother opened his mouth and suddenly showed a blank look. He also pounded his head: "Slot, why does it seem that his mind is blank when he talks to the edge of his mouth? I don't seem to know his name... Didn't I always call him brother-in-law?"

Is it as Monk Huiqing said, it is very meaningful?

If there is really a spirit of words, then when we say this, our minds are blank. Is it because what we want to say has become a "taboo"?

So who ordered this "taboo"? Is it the god we believe in?

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The wind is cold and it is entering the late twelfth lunar month. We discuss taking my dad home for a New Year’s Eve dinner. This year, it is very tight, but we have to reunite.

Unfortunately, Old Man Chen came to me cryingly and knelt down for me and begged us to lend him some money.

"Young hero, female hero, I did that paternity test. It's really my child. Now the lady lion has a big mouth and asks for 200,000 yuan. I don't have that much money at all! I saved 80,000 yuan as I said... My wife cried all night and gave me all her private money, but now she's still missing 100,000 yuan!"

Old Man Chen took out his broken cell phone and looked up the baby photos above to show us.

It's a baby girl, Old Man Chen is so precious. He has a back, so he thanked God and almost knocked through the stone slab.

Seeing that he was so precious, the lady immediately opened her mouth and said that she wanted to take a confinement and hire a confinement nanny. The nutritional fee was very expensive, and she also said that if she didn't have 200,000 yuan, she would sell her daughter!

This woman is so vicious that she can't take Old Man Chen.

"Old man Chen, it's not that we don't lend it to you. Your wife has tolerated you, and we have nothing to condemn you, but we are so poor that we have no money during the New Year!" My brother shook his head.

"Hey? Young man, are you poor too?" Old man Chen didn't believe my brother's words and turned to look at me.

I wrapped my blanket and hugged on the sofa, and smiled and said, "I'm so poor. If I don't lie to you, I will only have a few hundred yuan left during the Chinese New Year."

I am so poor that I have to make careful calculations on the New Year’s Eve dinner. It’s no one anymore. This is the first time I have had such a tense year in my memory.

Before, we lent him the money for the paternity test, but now we are at the end of our lives.

This industry has not opened for three years, and it has been three years since the Chinese New Year is approaching, so where is there any business?

Old Man Chen was crying sadly. He sat at the door of my house and flipped through the photo of the baby girl on his phone. He was crying and kissing while saying that Dad was sorry for you, which made people feel extremely sad.

I couldn't stand it and said to my brother: "Why should I borrow some money from Lin Yanhuan to him? Look at his hope for most of his life, let's help others to the end..."

When Lin Yanhuan received my call, she said that I would go to his office to wait for him. He is still in an airport in another place.

When I came to Lin Yanhuan's company building again, two beauties at the front desk asked me to take the special elevator to wait, and my eyes kept glancing towards my stomach.

I was too lazy to pay attention to it, and after I got up to the floor of Lin Yanhuan's office, I sat on the bench in the corridor waiting.

The conference rooms, secretary rooms, and president's office on this floor are all so cold, with three colors of black, white and gray, and there are no unnecessary decorations.

This guy must be an ascetic iceberg man, and the office with this cold style looks nervous.

Less than ten minutes after I sat down, the elevator drove, and Lin Yanhuan arrived almost at the throne.

He was stunned when he saw me, and his first reaction was to raise his hand to look at his watch.

"Why did you arrive so early? I thought I was late." He looked serious, as if lateness was a serious problem.

I have something to ask for, so of course I have to come here early to wait.

He reached out and pulled me to the office. I was a little awkward, but there were too many curious eyes behind me, so I couldn't save him in front of his subordinates.

When I walked to his office door, I felt something was wrong. He was about to reach out to press his fingerprint when I slapped his wrist off.

"What's wrong?" He looked at me strangely.

"...What's in your office?" I reached out and touched the thick door.

The tentacles were cold, and the door seemed to be filled with a cold breath.

"...It's nothing, it's just an extra decoration." He pressed the door open with a tough stubbornness.

As soon as he entered the door, he frowned: "Why is the air conditioner turned on so low?"

How could it be the air conditioner? I glanced around his undecent office, and there was a conspicuous blue and white porcelain vase on the antique shelf.

The shape is very strange, with thin bottom, large top, and ears, which looks...

Like a personal head.

"Ah, this is my mother from Situ Lin-" Lin Yanhuan explained.

When I heard the three words Situ Lin, I immediately held the Thunder Bureau and the Yin Lei Art in my right hand. The ancient stent shook out of thin air, knocking the blue and white porcelain vase to the ground and shattered it into two halves.
Chapter completed!