I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 385 Blackmail some money?
Second Master Wang never said the latter words. To be precise, he dared not say them.

Wang Xiping sighed in his heart: "This is what I want to say."

In short, for the next half hour, Wang Xiping kept explaining his motives for doing this, and that Wang Yusheng was not really dead, nor did he not die. Anyway, after explaining and explaining, Second Master Wang finally believed it.

"You mean, you did all these devious things to get back our master's house?" Fu Sheng was the first to react, and asked hastily.

Wang Xiping rolled his eyes: "Second Master won't let me contribute money or work hard. Isn't the only way to go back to the house is to fool Wang Qingxi?"

Second Master Wang's face was livid and silent, and he said after a long while: "Forget it...you have a heart. But after all, Wang Yusheng's cultivation base is not high, and his internal strength is only learned so little. If the second child finds out, I'm afraid he will become angry. Take your anger out on him."

The implication is that you, Wang Xiping, have to be responsible to the end. If you reveal your secrets halfway, you have to make sure that there is nothing wrong with my eldest grandson.

Why couldn't Wang Xiping hear it, and said with a smirk, "That's why I asked you to keep cooperating, otherwise Wang Yusheng really wouldn't be able to come back."

For the sake of his golden grandson, Second Master Wang reluctantly agreed, and waved Fu Sheng down to prepare for preparations, while Wang Xiping disguised himself in the dark and squatted in front of Wang Qingxi's house with a sad face.

When Wang Qingxi went out again, he saw the familiar figure at the door of the house. He was taken aback for a moment and then hurried forward: "Master, master! You came just in time!"

Wang Xiping pinched his beard seriously, and said quietly: "The old man said, you will appear if you are destined...During this period, something unsettling has happened in the house?"

Wang Qingxi looked around nervously, pulled Wang Xiping into the yard, and lowered his voice: "Master...you can't blame us for this matter, who knew that brat's temper is so strong? It's not...just, something happened It's gone!"

Wang Xiping glanced at the dark sky, and his expression became more solemn: "No wonder I came all this way, I always felt that there was a ghost hovering on the roof of your house, and I was desperately unwilling to leave... When I left, there was no such ghost!"

Hearing that it was a ghost, Wang Qingxi's face turned pale: "Well, we didn't kill him, why should he be a ghost and haunt us?"

"You don't know about this. According to the rules of the underworld, this suicide is a serious crime. First, I am sorry for my parents, second, I am sorry for the world, and third, I am sorry for the sun and the moon." It is natural to think that this is your sin, who is not pestering you?"

Wang Qingxi was about to cry: "Master, you need to help us with this matter! Besides, you were the one who proposed to bring the child to us, even if you want to pester him, you should..." Seeing Wang Xiping After glaring at him, Wang Qingxi hurriedly shut up.

"Forget it, the old man and you are predestined. How about it, tomorrow night, you carry that kid's body back to the old house, and I will save your life."

Wang Qingxi was sent away half-believing, in short, as long as Wang Yusheng doesn't pester them, everything will be fine.

Wang Xiping thought to himself, he was really miserable, if he had to go back and forth so many times in one night, it might not end well.

The second master Wang was restless all day and night, Fu Sheng managed to make him go to sleep, and without the second master Wang asking all kinds of questions, Wang Xiping rushed back to his room and began to twitch.

It was close to morning when Wang Xiping was ready. Yaohu came over shaking his head, staring at the bag in Wang Xiping's hand, quite curious.

"Xiaobai, I have a task for you. I will bring Wang Yusheng back tonight. You scatter these things around Wang Yusheng while I am talking to Wang Qingxi, do you understand?" Wang Xiping handed Yaohu another bag, and Yaohu Nodding his head and closing his eyes, he agreed.

When the next day was approaching evening, Wang Xiping told the second master Wang to go out of the house in Yirong, twirling his beard with his hands behind his back, and looking solemnly at the road.

When it was a little late, a van turned over, Wang Qingxi got out of the car, glanced ghostly, and was overjoyed when he saw Wang Xiping: "Master, master!"

"Keep down." Wang Xiping said dissatisfied, "Are you afraid that others will not know what we are doing?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that." Wang Qingxi opened the door and carried Wang Yusheng down from the back seat: "What should we do now?"

"Knock on the door." Wang Xiping raised his chin and nodded in the direction of the door.

Wang Qingxi immediately changed his face: "No, no, no, if the old man knows about this, he might want to take off a layer of my skin!"

Wang Xiping slandered a few words, and said righteously: "This is to let this child know that he has returned home!"

There was no other way, Wang Qingxi had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door, organizing the language in his mind for how to explain it for a while.

"Crackling——" Fu Sheng opened the door. According to what he said earlier, he first doubted Wang Qingxi's appearance, and then questioned Wang Xiping's identity.

Wang Qingxi looked sad: "Old Fu,... I brought Wang Yusheng back."

Fu Sheng's eyes first looked at Wang Qingxi suspiciously, then fell on the sack on his shoulders, and then his eyes were dazed for a moment, then he turned and ran away.

The facial micro-expressions and movements are done in one go, there is no need for rehearsal at all, it would be a pity not to go to some film school.

"Master! Master, come out quickly!"

The second master Wang was stationed on crutches, obviously mentally weak, but he still scolded: "What are you arguing about?"

"Master Qingxi, brought the young master back..."

For the first time, Wang Xiping felt that this family had the potential to win Oscars.

In just 3 minutes, Wang Erye showed surprise at the beginning, then doubts, then questioning, and then the despair of losing his grandson.

Cough, if you look at it like this, there is no room for yourself.

He took a step forward and waved the photo in his hand: "God has the virtue of loving life... Your son's life should not be terminated, and I negotiated with the person in charge of the underworld yesterday. Bring the dead back to life."

After speaking, he extended his hand to Wang Qingxi.

Wang Qingxi: "Why?"

"Bringing the dead back to life requires money management, if you are not willing to pay?"

Wang Qingxi was stunned for a moment: "Many, how much?"

"Well, it's only 2000 yuan once."

Seeing that Second Master Wang was crying and almost fainted, Wang Qingxi thought that this incident was also caused by himself, and gritted his teeth: "Then...how long will it take?"

"It depends on whether the people below give face or not. If you give face once, it will be enough. If you don't give face... there will be a hundred or eighty times."

(End of this chapter)