"You are..." Hang Seng and Jiuling just looked at each other, and they spoke in unison.

Xiaobai and I were confused, so we looked at Dahei at the same time, and the response we received was just a cold eye.

It’s definitely not my gossip. When I look at the little eyes of the two of them, I know there is a story in it. I have to recall that I was associated with Jiuling because of the incident of Hang Seng. It turns out that I am so prescient. I must be a little happy. My role is getting bigger and bigger, and I feel full of pride.

Seeing Zou Zhou laughing at the ground, Xie Bi'an hurriedly pulled Zou Zhou to follow him after Da Hei left the room, and came to a camphor tree in the yard, and sat on the stone pier one after another.

Fan Wujiu did not pay attention to the expressions of Zou Zhou and Xie Bi'an, and said to himself: "What Hang Seng is looking for is Jiuling. They were husband and wife before they died, and they were unwilling to be reincarnated after their death because they made up their minds to be together."

I had guessed this, and when I looked at Xiaobai, he seemed to have guessed it too. However, Da Hei fell into deep thought after saying that.

I poked Xiaobai in the arm and showed him whether he would tell Dahei about the vegetable market. Xiaobai frowned and looked at me, thought for a while, shook his head, and whispered: "Let's see Hang Seng's reaction first."

Without saying a few words, Dahei left us and returned to the room alone. At this time, Xiaobai's brows were twisted into a line.

I jumped forward and pinched Xiaobai's brow, and a scream reached my ears.

"What are you a damn girl? I've told you so many times that girls should look like a girl. If you have the same man as you, don't say he will marry you? He doesn't even want to like you!" Xie Bi'an felt a state of pain, and what he said was naturally angry rather than in his heart. However, he looked at Zou Zhou's face, black and blue.

"Yes, you said it a lot, I've known it a long time ago, so you don't need to tell me repeatedly."

I'm so angry!

The hateful guy didn’t twist my ears ruthlessly. For me, my noble head was when he wanted to hit him. When did I say such ugly words like him now? Do you have a good temper and have to be angry?

Too lazy to pay attention to someone, I ran to Hang Seng's room and happened to see two people flirting with each other, sweet and sweet. I came in at the same time, but fortunately, my presence seemed very low, and they didn't see me. I ran out in a daze. The house was already a little too late. I held Qingyang and prepared to go to Manzhu's house.

Xie Bi'an watched Zou Zhou slam the door angrily. He touched his left eyebrow and pursed his mouth. The other hand slammed on the stone pier beside him with anger. His hands were smashed red and he didn't stop.

Fan Wu rescued came out and happened to see it. He shouted with blame several meters apart: "Don't smash things randomly if you're okay!"

Xie Bi'an didn't want Fan Wuji to know that he had a conflict with Zou Zhou again, so he looked over with embarrassment, but he obediently took his hand back.

"The matter between you and Zou Zhou is yours, and I won't interfere. However, there is no time to make you angry now. Follow me to the room of Hang Seng." Fan Wujiu's tone was cold and cold at all. Xie Bi'an had already adapted, but now he felt uncomfortable when he heard it. Just as he stood up and looked at Fan Wujiu and was about to speak, the next second, Fan Wujiu had already turned his back and walked away with big strides. Xie Bi'an had to shut up and follow him with bigger steps.

While Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an stepped into the room, Hang Seng and Jiuling Erwai were over.

Jiuling felt someone approaching behind him, so he quickly put on his blue sunscreen suit, got up and left the window ridge, sat on a wooden stool three meters away, staring at Hang Seng alone, and waiting for Fan Xie and the others to speak.

Fan Wuji coughed and dragged a chair to Xie Bi'an, while he stood against the cabinet.

The room was quiet for more than ten seconds.

Xie Bi'an didn't like such a dull atmosphere. He deliberately rubbed the legs of the chair with irregular friction with the ground and made a strange noise. He paid attention to Hang Seng and Jiuling, and laughed appropriately, "It's not that everyone doesn't know each other, why are they so serious and nervous? Why are Dahei and I in? You are smart people and you don't know."

Hang Seng was still weak and wanted to laugh but was powerless, so he could only nod. Jiuling followed Xie Bi'an and laughed happily for a few times, quickly stopped, and said seriously: "Thank you very much for taking Hang Seng in and saving him from the bullies. We will never forget this kindness."

Xie Bi'an wanted to get up and said he was not polite. Fan Wujiu quickly reached out and pressed him down, and walked to Hang Seng's bed by himself.

“That’s not what we want to know.”

Jiuling looked at Hang Seng with a little nervousness, his lips trembled slightly, and his hands crossed together and placed them on his legs.

Fan Wujiu straightened his back and turned to look at Jiuling, his eyes facing Jiuling. Compared to Xie Bi'an, he was more like the coldest and most solid piece of ice in the cold winter without sunlight.

Even Xie Bi'an felt a chill on his body as he looked at it.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to hide it from you." Jiuling suddenly stood up, raised his hands slightly and placed it on his chest. After looking at each other with Hang Seng, she swallowed and continued:

"Since I met you, I have started planning to let my Hang Seng come here. In order to achieve the best results, I stole all the ashes that appeared on the market. I followed a master's method and used a shameless attitude to borrow a lot of white peony, angelica, tangerine peel, tangerine peel, and other medicinal materials that I can't remember now and other auxiliary meals. I tried all kinds of ways to make Guixian Pills."

Jiuling could see that Xie and Fan and the others knew about Guixianwan.

"Hang Seng's corpse was preserved intact. One night, I secretly ran to Qianshan and put Guixianmaru into Hang Seng's mouth. It was exactly the same as the master said. Hang Seng not only came back to life, but also was as young and energetic as back then."

Jiuling glanced at Fan Wujiu, saw him coldly and quickly avoiding him, and continued, "I just moved here shortly. In addition to knowing you, I opened a barber shop myself and I am not familiar with the place. If Hang Seng lives with me, it would be a risk. So I let Hang Seng pretend to be a passerby and stay at the homes of the two adults, so that I can rest assured that we can meet secretly in secret."

Jiuling finished speaking, and his eyes no longer dared to look at Fan Wujiu, and he only hoped that he and Hang Seng would not be disgusted.

"Bang!"

Fan Wujiu clapped the shopkeeper with his backhand and turned to Jiuling with anger.

"Jiuling, you absolutely know the consequences of resurrecting the dead without authorization! Who is the master of Fazi?"

Xie Bi'an was stunned. After a while, he recovered and stepped forward to block Jiuling.

"Da Hei, you don't have to be so serious. Hang Seng is still sick and cannot be frightened." Xie Bi'an advised Fan Wujiu, but the consequences were counterproductive. Fan Wujiu shook his hand away and grabbed Hang Seng's collar angrily. "I'm very clear that you are not a disease, but a side effect of Guixian Pill. In less than three days, you will not only die without a complete corpse, but will never return to your position in seven souls and six spirits forever. You are nothing."

After saying a word, Jiuling was like a blow and staggered forward a few steps. Xie Bi'an quickly supported him with his eyes and hands.

Jiuling's pupils dilated several times, his upper and lower lips opened and closed, and his hands were weakly placed on Xie Bi'an's arm. "The master has never told me that there are side effects. I, if I knew, I wouldn't do this even if I beat him to death."

Jiuling shouted out explosively, with horror and heartbroken in his eyes, knelt on the edge of the bed, holding Hang Seng's hand tightly, and holding his face up, and said in a crying voice: "Hang Seng... I, I, I, you are so uncomfortable now, what should I do?"

Jiuling was crying and talking, when Zou Zhou rushed in in panic and shouted:

"It turns out that Hang Seng is because of a fake pill..."

Everything in front of me seemed to tell me that they already knew the truth.

Then, Manzhu, who entered the door, saw Jiuling crying and lying on the edge of the bed, silently pulled out his handkerchief and handed it to Jiuling.

According to Manzhu's meaning, if I had known for a few hours, Hang Seng would have medicine to save. The current situation can only be to take one step and make the last step. I felt very sad when I heard it, and I felt cold and I always felt like I had returned to the previous winter.

We can all experience the deep feelings between Jiuling and Hang Seng, and the sorrow is the deep affection.

When Manzhu heard about Hang Seng, she dragged her uncomfortable body back with me. If she continued to stay, she would only make her sad. Dahei said to him and sent Manzhu to Wuge to echo.

When I came back, it was already dark.

My heart was even darker, and the story that Jiuling told me about her and Hang Seng was interpreted in the darkness.

Since it is almost time to come to an end, let’s make the ending happier.

"Jiuling, Hang Seng. I decided to help you make up for a wedding."

Jiuling wiped away the tears and looked at Hang Seng with a little shyness. The two looked at each other for a long time and nodded in agreement one after another.

"Actually, even if you don't agree, I will force you to complete the wedding ceremony, hahaha." I snapped my fingers, and Qingyang dragged out a box of clothes I took out from Jiuling's store when he heard the sound.

"When I came back, I had already started planning, and I didn't tell you in advance. I secretly pried open the door lock of your store and brought all the beautiful jewelry and clothes I found. It's just dark now, and everything is still too late. You have to believe me."

Dahei couldn't stand it and didn't want to pour cold water on it, so he just recited it.

Xie Bi'an felt that Zou Zhou's thoughts were super awesome. He ignored the conflicts with Zou Zhou before and followed Zou Zhou happily. He would do whatever Zou Zhou said.

The bride and groom naturally rest.

Although Fan Wujiu was embarrassed to take the initiative to help, he thought that getting married was a festive event after all, and more people participated. So he wrote a few wedding invitations without saying a word and sent them one by one when he went out.
Chapter completed!