Picking up a husband is a pit

That night.

The real moon hangs high.

In the No. [-] house, which troubled Liu Xixi, it was surprisingly quiet.

Under the cold steps, the curled up "Sneaky" knelt down and bowed his head, his messy dirty hair covered the entire face of "Sneaky", and because of kneeling and knocked his scalp, the messy hair was stained by the blood dripping from the opening. The unbearable appearance was even more frightening, coupled with the fact that the already worn-out white clothes were shredded into strips, barely hanging on his body to hide his dignity, how miserable it was.

And the people on the steps sat casually, picked up a piece of dry grass and flicked it around, and after playing enough, the dry grass turned into nothingness with a snap of the fingers.

Worshiping his "sneaky" trembled again.

"Master Fu..." "Sneaky" opened his mouth to speak, but his mouth was slurred.After Fu Zhouzhi broke the shackles in his body, his red eyes had returned to normal, and he looked like a living person. "...Young master, I would like to thank Mr. Fu for not killing me."

"You recognize me." Fu Zhouzhi was slightly surprised.

"I recognize you, Mr. Fu's name is as loud as thunder, so how could the young one not know. If the young one hadn't been murdered by a traitor and lost his mind, he wouldn't dare to do anything to the young master's wife even if he had a hundred guts... And the young one was originally looking for Fu The son is coming..."

"Huh?" Fu Zhouzhi raised his eyebrows!That's it, how dare you threaten to find him if you are so timid?
"Mr. Fu, the youngest name is Song Chansheng, and he is a branch of the Song family in Bei Cang..."

When the word "Song Family" was mentioned, Song Chansheng trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were bloodshot and red again, but it was different from losing his mind before. Now Song Chansheng recalled those painful scenes and tried his best to control his emotions.

"...Mr. Fu, my Song family, the whole family was slaughtered, 170 people, from the elderly grandparents down to the infants, all of them were spared. Only the young ones survived alone, and the young ones risked their lives to come here... just to... I beg Mr. Fu to uphold justice for the Song family."

Song Chansheng prostrated again and again, this prostration lasted for a long time without getting up.

After a long time, instead of agreeing or rejecting, Fu Zhouzhi sneered.

Fu Zhouzhi rested his bent knees on his forehead, the moonlight shone into his eyes and reflected them, cold as ice, "The Song family! The whole world knows that I, Fu Zhouzhi, slaughtered the Song family, you don't know? ...You don't ask Xianmen to take my life, but ask me, the murderer, to give you justice! Song Chansheng, don't you want the young master to kill himself to comfort the dead soul of the Song family..."

"That's not what I mean, Mr. Fu, don't misunderstand." Song Chansheng explained in a panic.

"Say, I can't explain clearly, the young master asked you to turn into a ghost on the spot, and it's more suitable for you to be a ghost than a human..."

Hearing this, Song Chansheng said in a panic, "Young master Fu is definitely not the perpetrator, I know who the killer is, and I dare to identify the murderer in front of the top ten celestial beings, I just ask Master Fu for help..."

Tong, another heavy kneeling!
Fu Zhouzhi snorted, and looked away, "If you want to identify him, then identify him, I'm not free."

Song Chansheng raised his head in disbelief, "Don't tell me Mr. Fu doesn't want to wash away his suspicions? Because of the case of the Song family, Mr. Fu fell into a place where everyone can be killed..."

"It doesn't matter. If they want my life, I have to nod. But you, Song Chansheng, I advise you not to touch a stone with an egg. You can't bite those people with a bunch of evidence. It's better to think about how to survive first, to leave blood for the Song family, and it is not in vain to save your life. Maybe one day your descendants will be able to avenge this..."

Fu Zhouzhi got up, stepped down the steps, and when he reached the kneeling person, he patted the other person's shoulder lightly.

Song Chansheng, who was trembling unceasingly, then calmed down, maybe he listened to Fu Zhouzhi's advice, maybe he had another plan.

"Master Fu, even if it's for your reputation, you really don't intend to help?" Song Chansheng asked again.

Fu Zhouzhi stopped beside him, lowered his head, and said something casually. "Master's reputation is so resounding whether it is disputed or not, why do you need to make one move again and again."

"But your name is notorious. The destruction of the Song family was obviously not your fault, but all the immortal masters in the world think it was you. Thinking of this, I am afraid that the many crimes on Mr. Fu are not true." Song Song Chan Sheng came to Liushui Town after realizing this.

"Heh...it doesn't matter what the young master said."

He patted Song Chansheng on the shoulder with one hand again, leaned down and squatted down, and looked at Song Chansheng with blood on his face, "The Song family, this is what I said, and the young master is not a person who will die , look, you've lived in this house for so long, and... broke so many things. Shouldn't you show it a little bit!"

Fu Zhouzhi raised his eyebrows as a hint.

Song Chansheng, who was in the throes of genocide, was suddenly a little dull, his eyes were dazed. "Please, Fu Zhouzhi, speak bluntly..."

Veins popped up on Fu Zhouzhi's forehead. Facing the "stupid hat" who couldn't bend his mind, he could only speak bluntly, "I said, the house you occupied was bought by my daughter-in-law for the elderly, and I will live in it like this for you." It’s not a shit, are you responsible for repairing it? In addition, should you pay the rent for the days you have lived in... For the sake of your misery, no interest will be calculated for you, one month’s rent According to the calculation of ten taels of silver, let's pay 100 taels first!"

"Uh!..." Song Chansheng was really dumbfounded. He talked to him about the hatred of extermination and slander, and he talked to him about smashing the yard and paying the rent?

This turn is a bit urgent, and some people can't keep up!
Under Fu Zhouzhi's extremely serious gaze, Song Chansheng was sure that the other party was not joking, and he stumbled and begged, "Young Master Fu, we also recognize each other, see if you can give me a little bit cheaper..."

"...80 taels!"

"Well, can you have a little less..."

"How much less, cut in half?" Dissatisfied, someone dared to imitate him, and cut the price in half first!
Song Chansheng tremblingly raised a finger that looked like a skinny, fleshless ghost's claw, "I'm not going to hide it from Mr. Fu, but at the moment, my life is still worth a fortune. If Mr. Fu doesn't mind it, I'm willing to pay the rent with my life... ..."

Snapped--

With one palm, he slapped the dirty head of the man who was worth only one life on the stone steps.

Unable to get angry, he kicked the stinky person again. "...How dare you not leave without money? How kind of you are my daughter-in-law. If you hadn't pretended to be a ghost and my daughter-in-law believed in evil, believe it or not, you would have been the dust of my daughter-in-law, and you would pay for it with your life!"

"Idiot!" Throwing down the two words, he stopped arguing with Song Chansheng, turned around to leave, walked away a few steps, turned back, took out a bag of silver taels and threw it to Song Chansheng.

Song Chansheng caught the purse, his eyes were red again, tears glistened, and gratitude arose spontaneously. "Master Fu is so kind, I will never forget the little ones!"

"Shut up, find a place to clean up, be yourself, and when you meet my daughter-in-law again, tell her that you rented this house, and the rent is in the bag. Understand?"

"Understood, understood, understood..."

You have to understand, if you spared his life and returned the money to the place where he lived, where could he find such a good person, those extremely evil rumors are unbelievable, how could he, Song Chansheng, be so honored to see the truth!
Song Chansheng was grateful.

Holding the money bag, she knelt down and watched Fu Zhouzhi leave.

It wasn't until Fu Zhouzhi walked away that he raised his head with tears streaming down his face.

However, when did a strange man in black stand in front of him.

This Xiao Xiaosusu man with a tough face has a pure aura of immortality, but why is there a very uncomfortable mood all over his body, especially those dark eyes that are slowly turning into vertical pupils?

vertical pupil!

Demon cultivator!

"You are the one who hurt my family Ayun with the cold air." Mo Ying asked politely, shrugged his shoulders, moved the joints of his lower arms, clasped his hands together, and his ten fingers rattled.

Then the demon breath raged.

When Song Chan was puzzled and recalled who the "Ayun" he called was, a blow and kick came oncoming...

A moment later, a spiritual wave sound transmission came slowly, and it was Fu Zhouzhi who reminded Mo Ying, "This new tenant has just taken over a lot of work, so save his life, don't beat him to death..."

"Tenant? It's easy to say..." Mo Ying replied, and at the same time stomped on it with a heavy weight.

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