Showdown: Hanba is hiding in my house

Chapter 172
There were no people around the cold courtyard, but the cold wind that blew from time to time made Sister Dao feel a chill.

An icy chill.

"Who?!" The general turned his head suddenly, the huge coercion made Sister Dao feel a burst of difficulty breathing.

She bit it, and said to herself that she couldn't startle the snake, so she left quietly.

After returning to the banquet, Shen Lang said: "Madam, how is it?"

"Who is your husband..." Sister Dao was about to retort, but when she saw several other young people at the banquet looking at her with a smile, she bit her lip and said, "I feel unwell."

"Then drink more hot water." Shen Lang didn't think about it.

"Drink more hot water for everything, you are treating me like a bucket." Sister Dao snorted.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this is the love and quarrel between the young couple.

A young man said, "As expected of Mr. Shen, your wife is such a beauty. I thought it was some celebrity."

"Haha... That's it." Shen Lang raised his teacup. Although the banquet was not opened, it's okay to replace wine with tea.

Sister Dao gave Shen Lang a slight push, but she didn't say much. After all, their current identities are here, and if you talk too much, you will lose it.

Not long after, a theater troupe came on stage. After the master of ceremonies said a few words of courtesy and blessings, the theater troupe came to a place called "Eight Immortals' Birthday". This play is also very famous in Jiangnan Province. I heard that there are no more than three troupes who can play this play.

Each of the Eight Immortals has very demanding lines and singing skills, so the difficulty is not low.

"it is good!"

At the beginning of the banquet, the applause from the crowd was endless. The old man raised his wine glass and greeted the big guy: "Everyone is able to come to my birthday banquet today, which makes me very happy. Everyone eats and drinks well today. If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

"Respect the old lady!" Many people also responded.

After Zhuang Ku finished taking care of things, he came up and said, "Old Shen, how is it?"

Shen Langgeng and Sister Dao looked at each other, and Sister Dao said, "The general went to your backyard just now. What happened?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Ku's face darkened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Behind is the corpse cave."

Seeing Shen Lang and Zhuang Ku's thoughts, the other young people also became curious: "What are you two talking about? If there are any investment projects in the second half of the year, we will also count them."

"That's right!" Everyone around thought that Shen Lang was discussing ways to get rich, how could he miss it.

Shen Lang could only find an excuse: "We said that the price of the land by the river may increase in the future, and an ancient town will be built nearby."

"Ancient town? Can the ancient town be built?"

"Stupid, demolition of the original ancient town, and then bring over the materials intact, find a land to build again like building blocks, isn't it the original flavor?"

People around suddenly felt that they had taken a fancy to the business opportunity.

Of course, Shen Lang didn't take it seriously. What is unexpected is that two years later, the land price by the river has tripled, and everyone at this table has made a fortune, except Shen Lang...

Of course this is another story.

Let's talk about the banquet, after a few hours, people have had three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, and they are basically full.

As the old owner, the dealer also began to return gifts. This time, the gift was a gift box with some tea leaves and health care products in it, but they were all genuine and valuable.

Just as people were about to leave, something strange happened quietly.

But seeing Diao Tao standing up suddenly at this time, the old man obviously knew Diao Tao, he smiled and said: "So it is the young master of Diao's family, you are..."

"Old Master, I followed my father's order and I have a gift that I want to give to the old man." Diao Tao said.

As soon as the words came out, the old man couldn't help but smile from ear to ear: "You don't need to be so polite, it's almost over, let's do it next time."

"This thing, the old lady insists." Diao Tao stepped aside, and saw the general striding over, taking off his hood, all the dealers around were stunned.

"General?!" The old man also stood up excitedly.

The general said: "Old man, hand over Hou Qing."

Never expected that Diao Tao and his generals wanted the Queen in this way.

Shen Lang covered his forehead, thinking that he had overestimated the two of them and thought that they would set up a game.

A burst of corpse aura spread from the general's body, and those infected with the corpse aura fell asleep one after another.

At Shen Lang's table, except for the three of Shen Lang, almost everyone else was lying on the wine table, snoring like thunder.

"Diao Tao, you are bold!" Zhuang Ku ran over, "My ancestors treated you as a guest, what do you mean?"

The general glanced at him: "The corpse king doesn't belong to anyone. Feng Qiankun, the patriarch who drove the corpse back then, imprisoned me. Now that I have broken free from the shackles, I naturally have to get back what I have lost for thousands of years!"

"The corpse king talking? Wait, what about the golden armor?!" The old man suddenly realized.

Shen Lang was in the distance, holding his hand on his pendant. This was the golden armor of the sealed general, but if it was revealed now, it might be broken directly, and it would be impossible to talk about sealing the general at that time.

"Bold! Boy from the Diao family, how dare you act presumptuously here, since your north sent morticians and my southern cadavers don't interfere with each other?!"

Several elders from the dealer immediately came out and surrounded Diao Tao.

At this time, Sister Dao also wanted to go up to help, but Shen Lang held her hand down: "Let's take a look first. We can't show our faces for the time being. This time we are here to catch Boss Ma."

"Look, Boss Ma is over there." Sister Dao looked into the distance.

I saw a bald man with a few servants watching the situation in the arena fearfully.

This is Boss Ma, the current number one in the Ma family, and the strongest Huazi among the coffin makers.

A boy said: "Boss, do we want to take this muddy water?"

"Since you say it's muddy water, why do we still need to give away the head?" Boss Ma gave him a hard look and said sharply.

Suddenly the boy didn't dare to speak, but at this time the general was approaching the steps step by step.

He looked up and said to Mr. Zhuang: "You are also a mortician, and what I hate most is a mortician, desecrating the corpse of the dead, and using the dead. If you hand over Houqing now , I don’t need to argue with you.”

"Bold!"

All the morticians around him surrounded him one after another, and zombies of various colors also appeared around him.

Because most of the guests had passed out, no one saw the weird scene.

Green pods, silver pods, golden pods, jumping corpses... There are more than ten kinds.

But there is only one high-level zombie, and that is the woman next to Mr. Zhuang. This woman is wearing clothes from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and she has two wings. She is actually a rare flying zombie, or Flying Zombie for short!
(End of this chapter)