I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 683 Strange

"Then, remember what I said, Commander Li, it's up to you to choose." Wang Xiping waved his hand.

Li Yiheng had a stinky face, and Liu Qing was not much better. They couldn't figure out why they had to make such a big sacrifice in order to kill Wang Xiping?

Lost, really big loss.

When the two of them saw An Meixin, they nodded solemnly, and were not in the mood to say hello, and left.

Wang Xiping walked up to An Meixin and asked in surprise, "Why is Miss An here?"

"Mr. Hua, did you solve the problem?"

I don't know if it was Wang Xiping's illusion, but An Meixin's eyes were a little colder than usual.

"Yes, how?" Wang Xiping wore a mask, not afraid of revealing his expression.

An Meixin held back for a while before saying, "The correct answer to that question is not a certain person's name."

"Oh?"

Blow, let me hear you keep blowing, it’s not your own name that’s the ghost.

Facing the morning sun, Wang Xiping realized that the tips of An Meixin's ears were actually red. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

"I hope Mr. Hua will not reveal the question and your answer." An Meixin said seriously, "Qingmu Hall has nothing to do with the imperial court."

Isn't this talking nonsense?Who were those two people who just walked over?ghost?
"Since it was Miss An's request, I will keep it in mind. But I'm still very curious," Wang Xiping walked over, leaned over and whispered in An Meixin's ear, "Are you interested in Wang Xiping?"

An Meixin's body moved a bit, but she quickly stabilized, "No."

"If you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it." Wang Xiping opened the painting fan and smiled happily: "Then Wang Xiping is also a handsome man. If you don't like it, you might as well give it to me."

Anyway, Mr. Hua's eccentricity is probably known to everyone, and Wang Xiping said without blushing: "He looks handsome, has good skills, has a house and a job, and he can be called the fifth king of gold, but there are still people who don't like it. "

If Wang Cheng heard it, he might start yelling at Wang Xiping again for being shameless.

An Meixin's ears turned red again.

"Mr. Hua, you should know that we must not have any involvement with the target person."

Geez, what's going on with this organization?Are people not allowed to fall in love freely?

But think about it, if the target dies, wouldn't he cry to death?
Wang Xiping nodded: "I understand, if Wang Xiping is not the target, will you like him?"

Speaking of this, Wang Xiping frowned, he seemed to have forgotten something... Wait, why does An Meixin like Wang Xiping? !He, Wang Xiping, hadn't met An Meixin in his real face.

An Meixin turned around with a calm expression on her face: "Mr. Hua's recent jokes are becoming less and less funny. Wang Xiping is just a target, and the topic is not his name. Mr. Hua, please don't speculate."

Well, people slapped themselves in the face.

Wang Xiping sighed: "So, I'm being too sentimental. Then Miss An, if there is nothing wrong, I will leave."

After getting into the carriage, Wang Xiping lifted the curtain and looked at An Meixin's back.

When did you meet An Meixin?No, if it was that face that was exactly the same as An Yamei's, if he had seen it before, he would never fail to remember it.

After the carriage left, Mr. Ghost quietly appeared, "Mei Xin."

An Meixin bowed: "Mr. Ghost."

"all gone?"

"Yes."

Mr. Ghost turned to look at the Yueyue Tower: "I have something to go back, please take care of it for the next few months."

"Yes."

Mr. Ghost wanted to leave, but he said without thinking: "Don't be impulsive."

An Meixin bit her lower lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and then responded, "Yes."

Back at the post house, Wang Xiping took off his clothes and lay on the bed in a daze.

Now there is still a problem, how to return to the small courtyard of Qingmutang without being aware of my intentions?And Yin Jingling, always looking for a chance to explain to him.

Thinking of this, the drowsiness that he hadn't closed his eyes all night dissipated instantly, and he opened the door and shouted, "Come here."

Mr. Hua's subordinates ran over quickly: "Mr. Hua, what's your order?"

"Where did you throw that person yesterday?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hua would bring this up, and hurriedly said: "It's a mass grave..."

"I gonna go see."

The subordinate was shocked, "Mr. Hua, that place is smelly and dirty. We just found a random place to bury it and put up a blank sign. If Mr. Hua goes there, I'm afraid it will be bad."

"What's wrong?" Wang Xiping pretended to be regretful: "No matter what, I have failed him in the end."

"..."

As a result, the story of Mr. Hua killing people spread like wildfire. When Mr. Ghost and Mr. Hua's subordinates knew about it, they all dropped their chopsticks on the ground.

After all...Mr. Hua killed quite a few people. Could it be that this time he was moved by true feelings?Killing people with one touch of true emotion?Fuck?

Wang Xiping deliberately dawdled for most of the day, telling people not to follow him, and went to Zhanluo's mass grave.

The mass grave is not far from the ruined temple where Yin Jingling lived before, and it takes about ten minutes to walk there. Who would have thought that such a place would exist in the bustling Zhanluo?
Looking up, it is a desolate and desolate area, and it is estimated that at night, it will be gloomy and direct to shoot ghost movies.

Wang Xiping walked over slowly, looking for his target, and as expected, he saw a plain figure standing on a small sandbag that was obviously just filled.

It's Yin Jingling.

Wang Xiping approached calmly, Yin Jingling's face was ashen, looking at the sign, her cheeks were puffed up, obviously gritting her teeth.

"Bastard, why did you die before the matter is over?"

This...isn't that good?Cursing at the tombstone?

"I managed to get some useful information out, and you died? Damn, believe it or not, I dragged you out to whip your corpse?"

Wang Xiping: ...how much do you hate me?
"Forget it, you won't be able to hear it anyway." Yin Jingling took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, opened the stopper and poured it on the ground: "If we're friends, I'll give it to you."

Wang Xiping's bad taste came up, and he quickly moved to the side of Yin Jingling, "Little cutie, I found you."

Upon hearing this voice, coupled with the surrounding environment, Yin Jingling's face turned pale again, and she took out the dagger in her sleeve and swung it over.

Wang Xiping was caught off guard and leaned back, the blade slashed past his nose.

When Yin Jingling saw it was Mr. Hua, she became furious, and the dagger in her hand fluttered wildly: "I didn't look for you, but you came here yourself! Give me back his life!"

Wang Xiping really didn't expect Yin Jingling to have such courage to face Mr. Hua directly?
"Wait, listen to me..."

"Talk about your uncle."

"Wang Xiping is not dead!"

"Then what is buried here? A dog?!"

(End of this chapter)