Song Hansheng: "Who is it that gets scolded every time he returns home because he can't break through the golden elixir?"
The Song family is rotten, and the Ming family is not necessarily much better.
The direct descendants of the two Fu Xiu families began to hurt each other on a daily basis again.
"Stop arguing, stop arguing." Xue Yu came out to smooth things over.
He looked at Song Hansheng, his tone gentle, and skillfully began to morally blackmail: "Song Hansheng, we are all friends, right?"
"Friends should help each other, right? I'll leave our accommodation at the Song family for the next few days to you."
Ye Qiao: "Remember to put more meat."
Mu Chongxi: "I want to eat roast chicken."
Zhou Xingyun said politely: "Less salt, thank you."
Song Hansheng's eyes widened, and he let out an angry sound: "Ha."
Are you guys ordering food yet?
These people couldn't be driven away, but if they were kept under his nose, Song Hansheng was worried that with Chang Mingzong's ability to stir up trouble, he might blow up his own house.
He finally gritted his teeth and had no choice but to bow to the evil forces, and angrily went to find someone to arrange accommodation for them.
"Oh, right." After arranging the accommodation, Song Hansheng suddenly thought of something, called the housekeeper, and said viciously: "Don't worry about what they ask for. Just give them pickles and steamed buns for the next few days."
See if he doesn’t starve these people to death.
"..." The butler nodded: "Okay."
*
The currently known clue is probably the ghost baby Xiaoqi. Starting with this child is easy to say, but it is a long way to go to implement it. Ye Qiao asked Song Hansheng for a list of Song family guards and servants.
Song Hansheng also wanted to resolve this mess as soon as possible. He still had some trust in Ye Qiao. After all, he had witnessed too much in the competition. Seeing that she asked for the list, he gave it to her.
Then Ye Qiao climbed up the pole and asked him for a few more sets of guards' clothes without any hesitation.
Song Hansheng felt that her changing of clothes looked very familiar, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he couldn't help asking, "What do you want to do now?"
"I'll help you catch the mastermind behind this." Ye Qiao met Song Hansheng's cold eyes, and she shook the jade slip, "If you're really worried, you can wear it. When the time comes, we can communicate through the jade slip, and you just listen to the movement."
In the past few days, many cultivators have come to the Song family one after another, claiming that they are here to take on missions and to do charity and eliminate evil.
It’s easy to get confused when there are too many people, but it’s easier to talk when things are chaotic.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Ye Qiao put on her regular clothes first. Facing the guards' questions, she answered very frankly, "I am a monk who came here to take on a mission."
"Can we talk about this mission in detail?" She whispered, a little embarrassed, "To be honest, I'm a little afraid of ghosts."
The guard stared at her for a few seconds and sighed, "Okay. I know a little about the Song family's affairs. I heard that the brat only picked on female monks, and after something happened, no one was left alive."
"Is there no way to deal with it?"
The guard groaned for a moment and said, "I heard that the stronger the spiritual fire is, the less they dare to approach."
Ye Qiao immediately understood why the little ghost chose to look for her first. It was probably not only because she was a girl, but also because three of his fellow brothers had top-grade fire spiritual roots, and the remaining one was at the half-step Nascent Soul stage.
Although she doesn't have fire, she has KFC.
After asking all the questions, Ye Qiao turned around and left leisurely.
Song Hansheng was speechless, "You guys are toxic, right? Didn't you listen to what the elders said in class?"
He thought Chang Mingzong knew this common sense.
Ye Qiao: "I'm sorry, I was just busy hurting each other and sweeping the floor with Mingxuan."
I didn't pay any attention to the lesson.
She changed into a guard's uniform and swaggered to the door. It was noon and there were many cultivators coming to the Song family, all of them saying they were there to complete a mission. Ye Qiao expressed doubts about this.
The previous mission had been pending for a year and no cultivators had come. How come there were suddenly so many more people in the Song family as soon as they arrived?
Ye Qiao changed her clothes and stood guard at the door for half an hour. Finally, she saw a few monks with high cultivation passing by. She raised her voice suddenly, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Her clothes were very conspicuous. Seeing that she was a guard of the Song family, several monks looked at each other, and the tone became warm. They started to chat, "We are monks from outside."
You know, the guards of the Song family are not easy to talk to. It was not easy to meet one who took the initiative to say hello. The monks lowered their voices and approached Ye Qiao, "We want to ask you something, fellow Taoist."
Ye Qiao: “Ask.”
When the other party heard that she was so easy to fool, his eyes lit up: "Have you heard of Ye Qiao?"
“……”Oh no.
Ye Qiao looked at the guard's clothes on his body calmly and asked calmly: "No."
"Is she famous?"
"She's quite famous. Recently, there's been a lot of talk about her in the cultivation world. In three competitions, she used her foundation-building cultivation to beat the Jindan stage cultivators in circles. She's the new talent of the Changming Sect. How come you didn't know about her?"
Ye Qiao was flattered by them without blushing or getting nervous. He said, "I haven't heard of it."
The man was a little disappointed when he heard this: "Then let's live in the yard here. If you have any news about Ye Qiao, remember to tell us."
Ye Qiao smiled slightly: "Okay, no problem."
She roughly estimated the number of enemies and our own people, and let out a light sigh, vaguely guessing that these monks were coming for her.
To be precise, he came here for the bounty.
Moreover, her price is not low. To attract so many monks to rush to capture her, she must have spent a huge amount of money.
After seeing Ye Qiao for just a few minutes, Song Hansheng, who had changed two identities, felt a little suffocated.
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