Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Lin Xiao's voice was like thunder, roaring loudly.

"you!!"

Hearing this sentence, the weasel bared its teeth and wanted to resist, but in the end... gave up.

"I... I know I was wrong!"

There was a trace of unwillingness in the weasel's voice, but more fear and timidity.

heard.

Lin Xiao put away the copper coin sword without saying a word.

Qiao Rensheng and the others looked suspiciously at the weasel who had returned to normal, and dared not speak for a long time.

"Let me ask you, why are you pestering the Qiao family?"

Lin Xiao moved a chair directly, sat down like a celestial master, and asked sharply.

Hear this.

The weasel said tremblingly: "Because... because this is an agreement between me and the ancestors of the Qiao family, I... I just came to keep the appointment."

"Oh?"

Lin Xiao tilted his head, "The agreement between you and the ancestors of the Qiao family? Let's start from the beginning!"

"Yes... His father made an agreement with me before. Back then, when he was born, his mother had dystocia, so he came to me and begged me for help. He also promised to betroth a woman from his descendants to me. ..."

Weasel pointed at Qiao Rensheng and said.

"what!"

See him say so.

Qiao Rensheng was shocked suddenly, his face turned pale, "My father has an agreement with you?"

"Correct!"

Weasel nodded frantically, "If your Qiao family had nothing to do with me, why would I come to you?"

That's all.

Lin Xiao believed it was true.

Such is the character of the weasel.

If there is no entanglement, it will generally not disturb the lives of normal people casually.

After listening to him.

Qiao Rensheng muttered, "Why have I never heard from my father?"

"I don't know about this, but... this account must be settled!! If it is not counted today, I will not be relieved!"

The weasel's voice suddenly increased a bit.

"Mr. Lin, this...how can we do this?"

Qiao Rensheng turned to look at Lin Xiao with a helpless expression.

heard.

Lin Xiao shook his head, his tone was cold, and his voice was indifferent: "This, I can't control it anymore."

That's right.

This is a question of causality.

Lin Xiao is an outsider, so he really can't interfere.

If he had to do it forcefully, it would cost his lifespan.

Before, Lin Xiao thought that the weasel came to harm people on purpose, so he agreed to help Qiao Rensheng solve it, but now...the weasel is not wrong at all.

It is kind to the Qiao family, it has planted a cause, and now it is time to bear fruit.

There is nothing wrong with it at all.

"This...this...this..."

Joan's mother on the side was so desperate that she swayed three times in the original place, and one of them couldn't stand still, and sat down on the ground with a thud.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Joan immediately walked over to help her up.

"Create a crime, make a crime, make a crime!"

Joan's mother kept talking.

Liu Qingfeng on the side couldn't stand it any longer, walked up to Lin Xiao and said, "Master, you just have to think of a way, as the saying goes: Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west."

"I can't control this matter."

Lin Xiao's attitude was very firm.

He also has a bottom line.