The next day, Hai Dongqing and I arrived at the airport early, waiting for the arrival of Little Buddha.

What I have is a passion, while Hai Dongqing is full of murderous aura and weapons, such as daggers.

Zhang Liguo had already received my news, and I also sent the name of the Gu Man through text messages. It is said that Uncle Zhang got out the file and was happy after reading it. When they were arresting the group of people, they happened to see the person in the file. I guess the wanted order is coming out soon.

Under my "instruction", Fat Uncle had already set out and went to the flower and bird market to buy some things that must be used to relieve Gu.

Yesterday, I almost vomited after listening to Chen San's method of removing the Gu. The method was really...

"Here you come." Hai Dongqing's face became cold, and he quietly looked at the young man walking towards us while yawning.

The little Buddha is still the same, wearing an ordinary shirt, with either laziness or impatient when he sees me and Hai Dongqing...

"My brother said, let me thank you first. I'll trouble you these days." Master Xiaofu looked at me reluctantly, and his expression on his face seemed to say, "Is he really want to kill you two grandsons with one shot, but I'm really unhappy if I can't."

I pretended to be polite: "It's okay, go, don't you take your luggage?"

"I'll go back in two days and get a jb luggage." The little Buddha still turned dirty and asked me politely: "Where is the bus standing here? I'll go there to get something."

"Take a taxi." I said, and waved to call a taxi. I took the front, and Hai Dongqing and Xiao Fu were sitting behind.

Along the way, I kept glanced into the rearview mirror, for fear that the two grandchildren would suddenly start fighting. To be honest, they would be a small fight. If the driver accidentally affected the driver's driving, it would be a big deal.

Fortunately, Hai Dongqing, the bird man, still listened to me. In the car, there was no hostile move except staring at Xiao Fu Lord with his eyes and showing his murderous aura.

"Where are you looking at jb?" The little Buddha frowned and looked at Hai Dongqing.

"What I'm looking at is jb." Hai Dongqing said calmly.

"Stop making trouble?" I said helplessly: "If you want to get off the bus and make trouble, you will wait a while to find a place to fight. You can't even use it here, right?"

My words were purely to comfort them to stop making trouble. They really didn't mean to fan the flames, but I never expected that Hai Dongqing and Xiao Fu looked at each other unexpectedly for a while, nodded and said, OK.

This is the second time we have seen Master Xiao Fo. The last time it was Qipanshan...

Maybe it was the effect of time. After so many days, coupled with the troubles in the Qing Dynasty, the little Buddha left me with less profound impression, or it was not that scared me.

Are you awesome, are you awesome?

At this moment, Xiao Fu's cell phone suddenly rang. After answering, he said a few words, and hung up the phone. It should be the master who called him, asking if the grandson had arrived in Guiyang.

"What are you doing in Guiyang?" I looked for the topic and wanted to ease the current atmosphere, otherwise the atmosphere of life and death would always be very uncomfortable and insecure.

The little Master hesitated for a while, probably thinking, "Would I give the answer to the person in front of me whom I don't like." In the end, the politeness taught by the master occupied his heart, and he replied politely: "What are you asking so much? I'll do you want to do someone."

It would be fine if I didn't listen to his answer, but I felt panicked when I heard it. Isn't this grandson here to do my job, right?

"Then my grandson stole a batch of our goods from Dongcheng and sold them here. I really thought I couldn't find him." Xiao Fu Lord didn't seem to be very difficult to communicate with, and he was also a talkative person. As long as the person he talked to could not help but suck him and ignore his swear words, I think this person is quite easy to communicate with.

"What's the product?" I asked.

"Anti-die got us the antique, and this grandson is desperate to rob it. It's too hard to be dead." The little Buddha grinned and said word by word: "I have to chop off all his fingers."

The driver looked ugly as he listened to our conversation. He probably was wondering if it was time to call the police.

Just as I was about to find a reason to explain this to the driver, Xiao Fu looked up and asked impatiently: "What are you looking at? What have you heard?"

The driver didn't say anything, stepped on the accelerator, accelerated his speed with a smile, and headed straight to the bus station.

It’s not up to you, and this eight-character mantra leads the driver to a bright road. Otherwise, I am really worried that according to the little Buddha’s nature, I will kill people to silence them.

Suddenly, my phone rang, and after I answered, it was the phone call from my fat uncle.

"Do the materials have been done, you can do the rest of the work by yourself! Don't worry about it! Disgusting! Too disgusting!" Uncle Fat's voice was very angry. I understood him very much. After all, hearing the materials and seeing the materials with his own eyes are different things.

"Uncle, I'm your nephew at least, right? You won't help with such a little busy?" I said with great sincerity.

"You melon skin, really four is going to cheat my uncle, four?" The fat uncle was furious.

I hung up the phone in time, and I could guess it just by guessing. The fat uncle is definitely going to curse the streets below.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the bus station. I had just paid the fare. Before I could speak, I heard a roar. The driver rushed out as soon as he stepped on the accelerator. Is it even more f1 than him?

"Wait for me." Xiao Fu took his cell phone and looked at the time, dialed the phone, greeted us, turned around and walked in through the gate of the bus station, turned to the right and disappeared.

I yawned and suddenly felt someone patting my shoulder. When I looked back, it was Hai Dongqing.

"Stop talking to him." Hai Dongqing frowned: "You can tell that you are not a good person when you look at him."

"I know, this is not a matter of politeness." I nodded.

"Don't pay attention to him, die early and be born sooner. It's best if he's done it when he's done it. That's all the world's celebration." Hai Dongqing said this, and his slandered side surprised me again.

As for people, there will always be a few natural enemies, or people who don’t like them no matter what.

The person Hai Dongqing dislikes is Xiao Fu.

There are so many people who don’t like you. I, Fat Uncle, Hai Dongqing, Secretary-General of the United Nations, and President of the United States...

Except for his brother, it seems that he doesn't like anyone else.

A few minutes later, Lord Fo came over with a black travel bag and nodded to us: "Let's go."

The bag was long and bulging inside, and it was filled with some bulge. The little Fo looked around and looked vigilantly, walked to the side of the road and waved to him, and called a taxi.

"Gun." Hai Dongqing signaled me with his eyes: "It is estimated that it is the fifth consecutive shot."

"Don't worry about him, let's take him to the hotel, and then go home to get to know Uncle Zhang's story." I said, and took Hai Dongqing to follow Master Xiaofu. After getting into the car, I told the driver an address. With a roar, the car rushed towards the destination in an instant. At this time, Master Xiaofu no longer had as much to say at the beginning, and looked out the window quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

When we settled down the little Buddha, the sky was already dark. We planned to treat him to a meal as much as possible as the landlord, but this grandson didn't buy it at all. He cursed and went into the hotel, leaving me and Hai Dongqing, who were stunned and cold-faced.

"Go to eat."

"Don't eat, or you will have to vomit at night." I said faithfully. Hai Dongqing hesitated for a moment. After a fierce ideological struggle, he still believed me and did not go to eat.

At that time, he looked puzzled, but at night, he was so grateful that he was so proud.

Back at the wreath shop, I pretended not to see the angry fat uncle. I coughed and went to the kitchen to get a soup basin, and then took a thicker rolling pin. I sat in the hall and took out the two plastic bags that the fat uncle brought.

One bag contains mealworms (also known as mealworms), and one bag contains chicken blood that has long been solidified.

"Is this one pound?" I looked at hundreds of mealworms with a numb scalp and turned to ask Uncle Fat to come and help me, but he didn't mean to come and help me. He just sat casually on the chair and pretended to watch TV, his eyes kept glancing at me, probably preparing to watch.

Hai Dongqing walked over with great loyalty, sat down, looked at me, and didn't say anything.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Don't blame me." I said to the lively and twisting breadworm. I endured the nausea, put a plastic bag on my hand, grabbed a handful of insects and put it into a bowl, then raised my eyes and pounded it down with one end of the rolling pin, feeling the juice that splashed onto my palm from time to time, I really wanted to vomit.

Although I haven't vomited it now, Uncle Fat couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing the mealworms being pounded into thick slurry, he covered his mouth and headed straight to the bathroom. Hai Dongqing was still stable, at least he didn't vomit, but his face was very white.

"Take a pound of mealworms into pulp, mix chicken blood, and then add some incense ash to put in, stir well, and give the patient to drink it. It will take less than half an hour to take effect." Chen San gave me this idea, is this really a killer idea!

While retching, I cursed Chen San in my heart, thinking that you are so awesome, why can't you have any other way to deal with jackal insects?! You have the nerve to tell me this way of killing me like this?!

"I'm so disgusting..." I retching for a few times, and Hai Dongqing also made the same move as me, then covered his mouth quietly and said to me, "I'll go to the toilet." Then, he went into the toilet flutteringly.

You just say you want to vomit? Are you pretending to be an egg?

"I can't stop making a fuss..." I looked into the soup basin inadvertently, and felt that my stomach was starting to rush up. Seeing that Hai Dongqing and Fat Uncle had already vomited and were walking out, I straightforwardly placed the rolling pin in the soup basin, and rushed to the other side of happiness with one step.
Chapter completed!