Shengshibaojian

"Master Cannon, I won't wait, I won't wait for Big Brother Shen Qiu! I'll take the painting away!"

Zhang Xiujuan was firm, she shook her head and insisted on taking "Eight Immortals Asking the Way" out of Xuanbaozhai.

Master Pao suddenly became anxious: "I said, girl, have you been given ecstasy soup? Why don't you listen to people's persuasion like this! Can't you even wait for Shen Qiu to come back in time?"

"Cannonball!"

Zuo Xiaoqing shouted with a straight face: "There is nothing to say, Xiujuan is also an adult, she has the right to make her own choices, Xuanbaozhai itself is open for business, and there are no restrictions on redemption and trading. , this is the rule set by Brother Shen, strictly speaking, Xiujuan is also our client, she can deposit and withdraw as she pleases! We just give her the painting!"

"Xiaoqing, why are you..."

Master Pao was speechless, so he could only do it with a dull head, and handed over the upper part of the well-preserved picture of "Eight Immortals Asking the Way" from Xuanbaozhai's safe to Zhang Xiujuan.

Xiujuan carefully put away which painting, and finally put the painting disk into her backpack. Before leaving, she bowed and apologized to several people: "Miss Xiaoqing, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to provoke you! Please help me and Brother Shen Qiu Say sorry."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Master Pao blushed anxiously: "Xiaoqing! Why are you so confused! You gave the painting to Xiujuan, do you know what this girl is going to do? This painting is now a time bomb in her hand. The bomb will explode anytime and anywhere, and it will kill Xiujuan! Don’t you know how many people in Yanjing City are attacking it now? Those people will do anything to get the painting!"

Pao Ye is a warm-hearted man, seeing Xiujuan leaving, he wanted to chase after her anxiously, but Xiaoqing called her to stop her abruptly.

"Master Pao, I knew you would say that! Didn't you see it? Xiujuan must have listened to someone else's words! That's why she came to Xuanbaozhai to take away "Eight Immortals Asking the Way."

"Is it up to you to say that? Even a fool can see it!"

"So we forced Xiujuan to ask, but we couldn't find anything! Why don't we return the painting to her and use the trick! Follow the past to find out! The answer will be solved naturally!" Zuo Xiaoqing's beautiful eyes sparkled: " If you really want to help, Mr. Pao, you should go to the Confucius antique shop right away, and you can go and get Brother Shen back. I just called and sent him a message but he didn’t reply! I didn’t hear back from Qin Qingyu’s call Just say that Xiujuan is in a hurry!"

"Xiao Lei and I follow Xiujuan, so we will know who is behind this! As long as we break through the other party's deception in time, we can stop Xiujuan from the brink! Without further ado, Xiao Lei, let's follow! Pao Ye, hurry up and find Big Brother Shen! "

……

On a remote road in Yanjing.

Qin Qingyu drove the old scholar and Shen Qiu straight to Liubao Mountain in the suburbs.

Both Shen Qiu and Qin Qingyu were extremely depressed. Yesterday, the two of them were so drunk that they spent the whole night at the wine table. Who knew that the first thing the old scholar did when he got up early was to let Qin Qingyu drive the car Take him to Liubaoshan.

What is Liubaoshan for?The common people in Yanjing City all know that this is a funeral parlor!Whenever Yanjing dies, they will be sent there!

This early in the morning, what is the old scholar going to the funeral parlor in Yanjing for?

Shen Qiu was worried that the old scholar would be tricked by his fellow apprentice because of what happened yesterday, and he was afraid that he would not be able to think about it for a while.

"Uncle Lan? Why did we go to Liubaoshan early in the morning! You should say something, Qin Qingyu and I are worried about you! In fact, it has been so many years since the stele incident, I see you Don’t take it to heart, as for that Jefferson, I’ll help you deal with him later!”

"It's no big deal. You will know everything when you get to the scene. I don't care about Jefferson. I have completely put down the stele of Fang Xuanling. I am just angry that he is here with me Stabbed in the back, I will personally take care of this guy! Girl, listen to the paper money and ingot shop in front of the funeral parlor later, I will buy something..."

After more than ten minutes, several people arrived at the funeral home, and Shen Qiu finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that today was the memorial meeting for Shen Buqi, the old lunatic who ranked first in the national teacher list.

After the old scholar heard the news, he specially bought paper money and ingots to send Shen Buqi on his last journey.

Shen Buqi's memorial hall is arranged in Hall 8.

There is a pair of crystal coffins in the hall, inside the coffin lies an old man wearing a bright red shroud, and there are only two middle-aged men beside him, who are said to be the two nephews of Shen Buqiyuan's house.

Except for these two nephews, no one else came to see them off, and the entire auditorium seemed empty, especially desolate.

The old scholar clarified his identities with his two nephews, and he put the paper money incense candle in front of the coffin and let out a long sigh.

"Shen Buqi, Shen Buqi, we are a couple who share the same illness. On the surface, we are the masters of the national teacher list, but in fact no one is worse than us! Although you have hidden abilities in your body, you were indeed a madman who went crazy. , Don’t look at so many people flocking to you, no one comes to see you off when you’re dying.”

Shen Qiu stood on tiptoe and took a look inside. Although he didn't see Shen Buqi's appearance in the coffin, he also saw the black and white photo on his desk.

This big guy who ranks first in the national teacher list is actually an unknown little old man. The old man's head is bright and his pair of triangular eyes are quite bright. The face in the photo is thin and skinny. At first glance, he looks like a It's a skinny monkey.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Shen Qiu said to himself, all talking about how powerful this Shen Buqi's aura is. He has been on the list of national teachers for more than ten years, but few people have seen his real means. It is indeed a pity that the master is so obsessed.

The old scholar came to Shen Buqi's photo and continued to mutter: "Old man, don't you think you can't get along with yourself? With the spiritual energy in your body, you can live to at least 120 years old. Now you have left so many years earlier. Didn’t the Mao family promise to support you forever? No one will see you off at the end of the day! Only me, an old man, still remembers you! Go, go! When you get there, join a good family again, and don’t look for it again. People are competing with each other!"

"It's a pity that your ability is so good! It has not been passed down, and I am afraid that no one in Yanjing City will be able to reach your cultivation level in the future! It's a pity, a pity!"

Whoa!Whoa!

The old scholar had just finished speaking when he heard a series of crackling noises. He looked up and was startled!

Not only the old scholar was taken aback, Shen Qiu and Qin Qingyu were also stunned for an instant, because they saw an unimaginable scene at the same time.

The skinny monkey old man in the coffin sat up strangely!

Shen Buqi, a skinny old man in a red shroud, actually sat up from the coffin!And there was an extremely exaggerated smile on his face!It would be unbelievable if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes.

"What... what's going on here?" The old scholar couldn't help but took a few steps back, pointing at Shen Buqi who sat up from the coffin, puzzled.

And Shen Qiu only took a glance, and immediately figured out the situation, because these two distant nephews were not at all surprised that Shen Buqi "resurrected from the dead".

This is very obvious, this Shen Buqi is cheating death!

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

Shen Buqi's thin head shook up and down, and he raised his head and laughed endlessly: "Old scholar, old scholar, I knew you would definitely come to see me, I knew you would show up, if you don't fight against me! How could I go first? ! Hahahaha! I did this to lure you back! Haha! You really fell for it! It’s so much fun! It’s so much fun!”

The old scholar was struck by a bolt from the blue, and he froze in place for a long time without reacting.

Standing by the side, Shen Qiu was also very depressed, for some reason, it was obviously an old scholar who was tricked by someone, it was obviously a tragedy, seeing his current reaction, he actually had the urge to laugh.

The old scholar is too unlucky!

I thought that the stele incident 30 years ago had subsided, but who knew that the junior brother Jefferson had successfully made up the knife!Sprinkle salt on his old scars!

I thought that Shen Buqi was dead, and he would no longer have to be urged to compete in martial arts when he came back, what a coincidence!Shen Buqi didn't die at all, he pretended to die and waited for him to come back!

Now it's real, and it's worthy of the name!The worst master in history!