Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

"I asked you to find a way to reward Granny Jiang with money, so did you go to Drunk Man Lou and give her the money?" Chu Binghuan's eyes were cold, and he resisted the urge to vomit blood.

The two doctors looked at each other and said, "My son, we did give her the money according to your instructions."

Chu Binghuan really wanted to vomit blood: "Two young people who come to the brothel will reward you with a huge amount of money without doing anything. It's so abrupt. You are so foolish as Granny Jiang, or do you think Huache is a fool?"

The two medical practitioners were wronged and didn't think anything was wrong.

Chu Binghuan endured his anger, and said calmly as much as possible: "Hangzhou City is so rich and rich, can't you "borrow a knife to kill"? Isn't it more convincing to give them the cash and let them come forward to reward you?"

"That's right!" Yuntian Shuijing's junior apprentice suddenly realized, "My son is wise, why didn't we expect it."

Chu Binghuan felt tired for a while.

Suddenly, Chu Binghuan felt something, and said to the two juniors: "Hurry up."

The two doctors jumped out of the window with their front feet, and Hua Che pushed the door with his back feet and broke in.

Looking at each other, Hua Che was embarrassed first.

There is no way, the Demon Lord who has been in the air day by day has been going on a rampage everywhere.

What is knocking on the door? Can you eat it?

"Sorry." Hua Che smiled embarrassedly, turned back to the door, closed the door, and knocked again.

Chu Binghuan, who had been forcibly confined in the Fenqing Palace for three years, had long been accustomed to this scene. Only then did he really miss the déjà vu, but now that Hua Che went back and knocked on the door again, Chu Binghuan was a little bit dumbfounded, as if he was lost.

"come in!"

Hua Che obediently opened the door, walked up to Chu Binghuan and said flatly, "Seventh brother, please help me?"

Chu Binghuan was stunned for a moment, and only after a while did he adapt to this title: "What busy?"

"I'm really short of manpower. I can't find anyone for a while, so I have to come and disturb Senior Brother Seven." Hua Che leaned over and bit his ear. "Come with me to squat on the drunk building tonight and help me catch someone. ."

Chu Binghuan shuddered. I don't know if Hua Che suddenly approached and blushed his ears, or he blushed because of "being a guilty conscience": "Why, who?"

"I don't know." Hua Che sat down on the collapsed depression, "A mysterious man rewarded Granny Jiang with money for no reason."

Chu Binghuan secretly scolded the two medical idiots.

Hua Che said again: "You don't know the man Jiang, who is honest, she won't want this kind of ill-gotten wealth."

Chu Binghuan said warmly: "What is ill-gotten wealth? Isn't she what the guest rewards is what she deserves?"

Hua Che shook his head and said: "The point is the motivation. The girls with the colorful flowers do not reward, but instead reward a rough job? Forget it, it's useless to talk about it. Anyway, I caught the person tonight. You can tell by asking. The drunk building is too big, and my limited cultivation level can only guard the front yard. Senior Brother Lao Qi helped me guard the back door!"

Hua Che had already guessed that those people were not ordinary people, so he said that he could not stop him with his own cultivation.

Chu Binghuan couldn't help but scolded the two doctors again.

At night, Chu Binghuan bite the bullet and Hua Che came to the Drunken Mansion.

Hua Che can be regarded as a regular customer of "Drunk Man Lou". When she was a child, she often came to see Granny Jiang. Later, Granny Jiang thought it was pickled here, and didn't want Hua Che to learn from his childhood, so she strictly admonished him not to come again.

Until the age of fifteen, he became half an adult, and when Hua Che came again, he was already a reborn boy. There are both the handsome glow of men and the coquettish bones inherited from Hua Meier. The girls all over the building didn't recognize it, and thought it was the gangster from the opposite family who came to hit the place.

"It's true that the scholars have treated each other with admiration for three days. The poor boys who were once have become immortal teachers." The old bustard shook his group fan and laughed strangely.

How could her cash cow leave without this little bastard?

Hua Che lifted his eyelids to look at her, and the corners of his lips curled up with just the right smile: "Same joy and joy."

The old bustard touched a soft nail and was a little embarrassed for a while. She snorted coldly: "Mei'er's flesh and blood is really not a thing in the pool. People live in this world for the word "money"? Little fairy teacher, Did you have a good time at Shimen? Do you have enough food and clothing? If you are missing something short, even if you come to my drunk building, my sister will reserve a seat for you, which is definitely not less than what your mother earned in the past. ."

The old bustard laughed and joked: "You and your mother are discussing life, what kind of poor life it is, these sisters can see, what do you think your father did? It made your mother grow up and throw it away. I don’t care about your orphans and widows. My sister has been around for so many years, and she still has contacts. If you need it, your sister can tell you some rumours about your biological father."

Hua Che's expression was cold, and he put down the tea cup again, and the light drink splashed out.

"Hundreds of people drunk in the building are not enough for my mother? Isn't you afraid of burning your body if you stretch your hands so long?"

The old bust's smile froze. For some reason, she was a little afraid of this young man who was not as weak as the champion.

Hua Che smiled suddenly, the little bit of sullen eyes under his eyes was scattered and clean, and he returned to his former bright and lively appearance, but what he said was extremely awkward: "A word of advice, don't check him, and don't be smart and think you can control it. After all, it is not easy for you to work **** this drunk building, and you don't want it to become bloody, right?"

The old bustard was scared away.

Hua Che smiled and looked at the entrance of the people coming and going, becoming more and more depressed. It's already July 15th, if he doesn't come again, he will have to return to the Lingxiao Palace tomorrow.

"Hey, isn't this the Great Master Qian!" The old bustard's drake yelled, and Hua Che followed and saw a scene of drunken gold fans spreading gold all over the sky.

The old bust continued with the silver ticket: "Mr. Qian, you haven't been here for a long time. Tao Hong wants to wash her face with tears all day long as you think. People have lost a lot of weight, you..."

"Go and go!" Mr. Qian swept away the old bustard, a pair of fox eyes looked around the entire lobby, his eyes condensed suddenly, and he grinned, "Let her serve me tea!"

Hua Che was startled.

Old bustard: "Mr. Jiang, Master Qian wants you to have tea, don't you go!"

"Yes." Granny Jiang replied, put down the rag, went to the room and brought the good West Lake Longjing.

"Well, your old lady is very fast!" Young Master Qian was very satisfied, and took out a hundred taels of silver bills from his arms, "Take them to the flowers, and you will reward them."

The old bustard's jealous eyes almost fell out.

Chu Binghuan sneaked into the front hall, thinking that the two boys were really hardworking. After talking about the method with the front feet, they started to practice with the back feet.

Granny Jiang said honestly: "Master Qian, the old slave just brings tea and can't afford so much money."

Lord Qian said impatiently: "You hold what the Lord gave you, where is so much nonsense?"

Granny Jiang looked embarrassed: "But this..."

"Master Qian." Hua Che stretched out his hand to take away Granny Jiang's bank note, looked at Master Qian from head to toe lightly, and said with a smile, "Are you not a fairy monk?"

Lord Qian raised his eyelids: "Who are you?"

"Why give her a reward?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Hua Che said unhurriedly, "What if she doesn't accept it?"

Lord Qian came up with the case: "Hey! What kind of green onion are you, why did she not accept the money the Lord rewarded? It's your **** again?"

"I'll just say six words, what are you doing so excited?" Hua Che patted the silver ticket on the table, "Who asked you to do it?"

Lord Qian's eyes were erratic: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Don't tell me, right?" Hua Che's eyes were sharp, and Lord Qian turned around with a guilty conscience and ran away.

Just as Hua Che was about to turn around to chase, Chu Binghuan waved his sleeves, and the candlelight that filled the building instantly went out, and it was completely dark!

Even if the monk's eyesight is different from that of ordinary people, it takes time to adapt to this situation, not to mention... the drunk people are shocked and messed up.

Hua Che did not panic, pinched an open flame curse as quickly as possible, and lit all the candles that were drunk in the building.

The whole process used less than ten numbers. Hua Che saw Master Qian stepping out of the threshold at a glance. After two steps, a group of colorful butterflies swarmed in from outside the door, and there was another commotion in the lobby.

When Hua Che finally chased it out, the son of Qian had run away early.

Chu Binghuan followed and said, "Don't chase, Granny Jiang is still inside."

The colorful butterfly is not real, but is transformed by the true essence, and it disperses after a short while. Confirming that Granny Jiang was not affected by the riots, Hua Che breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he looked at Chu Binghuan decisively: "Could it be you did it?"

Chu Binghuan looked away with a guilty conscience: "You think too much."

"Really? It's such a coincidence. First the candle went out, and then there were a lot of butterflies transformed by the true essence." Hua Che's arms crossed her chest, and a faint sneer appeared on her lips. "That son of Qian has a name and a surname in Hangzhou. Man, as long as he doesn’t die, I will be able to ask the truth sooner or later."

Hua Che paused on purpose and said, "If someone wants to fight to the end, it's best to kill them now."

Chu Binghuan knew from the moment he started his hand that he couldn't hold it anymore: "It's me."

"Heh." Hua Che chuckled, leaning back on the round table, "Explain! Master Chu, I'm really poor, but I don't want to have enough to eat. You need such a variety of tricks. Help me?"

Hua Che didn't know what attitude to adopt.

Was it the hard work that moved Chu Binghuan?

Or should I be angry at Chu Binghuan's pity?

Chu Binghuan in his previous life dismissed him first, because Chu Binghuan had no distractions, he only had Tao in his heart, only medicine. The family, the avenue, filled his heart, and there was no gap for himself.

Second, because I was born too humble.

A wealthy cultivator, the son of a prostitute.

Hua Che is self-aware. He felt that Chu Binghuan looked down on him, not only Chu Binghuan, but how many people in the world looked down on him!

Chu Binghuan, who saw through Hua Che’s inferiority complex, felt a colic in his heart. He resisted the urge to hug people and tried to make his tone less blunt: "You misunderstood, I didn't pity you, let alone despise you in the slightest. You mean."

Hua Che was taken aback.

"Mr. Jiang is as close to you as your grandmother, and I should take care of her for you. After Ling Tangxian passed away, she did not leave you behind, but followed you faithfully and took care of you so well. I am very Be grateful to her, those silver has nothing to do with you, I want to give her."

Chu Binghuan looked at Hua Che deeply: "Also, don't talk about the word "relief", you and I have a marriage contract long ago, regardless of each other, mine is yours."