Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 550 Chapter 550: The Enemy Meets Again (Part 2) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   "Which one do you like?"

  Qi Shan looked at Su Shang slightly.

   "Meow~~~"

  Su Shang obediently squatted on his shoulder.

  The original Fugucheng Miaoba, now the Ruyao Miaoba, is extremely docile to his parents, even his voice is soft.

  The long, thick and soft tail hangs down against the back of the **** shovel officer, flicking left and right from time to time. The cats don't shed so much during this season, and today Qishan specially wears clothes that are close to Su Shang's hair, so the shedding of floating hair is not obvious.

  Pray for goodness: "Shopkeeper, these pack eight taels each."

  The dried fish in this shop is good.

   Transferred to this store, ready to go to another one.

   Buy a live chicken or rabbit.

   At this time, the weather has not turned warm, and mice are harder to catch than before. As a **** shoveler, it is natural to prepare enough food for the master, and occasionally change the taste. Su Shang likes the organs of various animals, such as chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, rabbits, and occasionally cracks an egg.

  The hair grown out is the smoothest and thickest in the Ru Yao group.

  Su Shang raised his paw and patted Shit Shovel Officer on the shoulder.

   Qishan skillfully took out the dried fish.

"Eat less, there will be more when I go back. I eat too much now, and I can only watch your daughter eat when I go back." When moving from Fugu City, Qi Shan took away the vegetarian merchant and the youngest two of the vegetarian merchant's students. Only the cat, the rest stayed in Fugu's office, presumably those officials would treat the descendants of Su Shang well, he said again, "Tsk, I'll have to wipe your teeth with willow branches later, it stinks."

  How can Su Shang understand this?

  It stood firmly on Qishan's shoulders, pressed the small dried fish with its front paws, tore and swallowed, and finished eating in a short while. He licked his paw contentedly, then wiped his face back and forth with his paw. Then he narrowed his eyes comfortably and yawned big.

  The peddler complimented: "Master, this cat is really well-raised."

  Qi Shan smiled as if the one being praised was himself, and said with a reserved mouth: "It's good if you're not so naughty."

   When Su Shang came to Ruyao, the first thing he did was to provoke the local cats everywhere. In those few days, his body was always wounded, and Qishan was very worried when he saw it. Thinking that in a while, Su Shang will be in heat again and become a mother, this grandfather feels very melancholy.

   Is there no way to get it done once and for all?

   After exchanging pleasantries with the vendors, Qi Shan wants to leave.

  Suddenly, the shoulder lightened.

  Because Su Shang likes to be active but not quiet, he will run out to fool around when he is full, so it is not surprising that Qishan will not be able to sit still, but this time it is different—there is a very faint wave of literary energy in the air! It's vaguely familiar!

the most important is-

  Su Shang didn't jump off his shoulders either!

   Its weight suddenly disappeared!

   In the blink of an eye, Qi Shan changed his calm eyes, and his eyes were dyed with a stern color—who is looking for death, dare to touch his vegetarian business!

   Not far away came the meowing of the Su Shang.

  Qi Shan followed the sound and turned to look.

   I saw three people standing in front of a restaurant.

  Two familiar faces and one new face.

   All attention was attracted by the tallest red-robed scribe among the three, to be precise, it was the meow quality in the hands of the red-robed scribe!

   "Sir, what are you doing?"

  The young man watched with relish just now, and the gentle and patient appearance of the other party was completely different from his usual image. She only knows that the master loves cats as much as his life, and raises the cat named Su Shang as his own daughter, but she doesn't know how he looks like when he gets along with the liu slave.

  The contrast between front and back can be called a scene of Ru Yao.

  Just as she was about to step forward to salute, unexpectedly, with a flash in front of her eyes, Su Shang was transferred from the shoulder of the prayer master to the arms of the red-robed scribe!

   This is not the most outrageous.

  The young scribe laughed and said, "Why? Can't you see it?"

  Youth: "???"

  The young scribe next to her grabbed the cat with his left hand and a small dagger with his right, leaning against Su Shang's neck, in the standard posture of a gangster taking a hostage. Su Shang was still in a daze, holding the arm of the red-robed scribe with his front paws, his expression full of bewilderment.

  The boy's expression is also confused.

  The little lady of the Zhao family looked at Qi Shan, who rolled up her sleeves and had a frosty face, and then looked at her companion who hijacked a cat with a proud face.

   murmured: "You two...are you friends or foes?"

   Say it’s a friend, and grab his cat when you come up.

   Say it’s an enemy, how can anyone **** someone’s cat?

   Without waiting for the young man and the young lady of the Zhao family to figure it out, Qishan pressed the sword on his waist, strode forward, and said sharply: "Hurry up and return the vegetarian merchant! Otherwise, your blood will be splashed on the spot!"

The young literati had no fear, and asked the prime minister to pray for good: "I should say this to you! Qi Yuanliang, if you don't want this cat's blood to splatter on the spot, you will pay back every penny you owe! Otherwise, Try if you can see the cat again!"

  Qi Shan pushed back the sword that had been pulled out a few inches.

  The expression on his face seemed to be angry and helpless.

  Pedestrians around saw the movement, and all cast surprised and curious eyes, and Qishan, who was surrounded by the crowd, took a few deep breaths.

   "Don't scare the vegetarian!"

  The young scribe asked back: "Do you see that it seems frightened?"

   Not only does it look different, but the tail is still sweeping happily left and right.

  Pray for goodness: "..."

   This girl can't be taken anymore!

  In the words of the lord, his mind is buzzing now.

He was a little surprised by the appearance of the young literati, but he felt that it was reasonable—ever since he met Qin Li, Jiang Sheng, and Xun Zhen, he had a vague premonition—that sooner or later, he would have made enemies with him. will appear one by one.

   It’s just——If you want to say which one of his enemies is the one he doesn’t want to see the most, this person in front of him is definitely in the top three!

Why?

  Because it is more complicated.

  If it is other enemies, Qishan can still be said to have a different standpoint, and the outcome depends on their own means. The enemy's defeat is because their skills are not as good as others, and it is better to practice hard than to blame him, but this person is different. After careful calculation, Qi Shan owes this guy a huge debt.

   "This is not a place to talk... What's the matter with conflicts? Let's resolve them in private. What do you think?"

  Young scribes accept as soon as they are good.

  He didn't come here just to catch the cat and threaten Qishan, so he returned the vegetarian to the other party and put away the dagger.

   There is an independent private room behind the restaurant.

  The young lady of the Zhao family and the young man looked at each other in blank dismay.

  But he couldn't restrain his curiosity, so he followed suit.

  As soon as he was seated, the young scribe poured himself a cup of tea, ordered a table of dishes, all of which were the most expensive signature dishes of the restaurant, and asked Qishan to pay the bill by name. The shop waiter looked at Qishan, who nodded with a stinky face.

   "Just put it in my account."

  The young scribes only spoke when Xiaoer left.

   "How have these years been?"

  Qi Shan stroked Su Shang's hair, felt the comfortable sound of snoring under his palm, and softened his eyebrows: "Very good."

  Young scribes are thoughtful.

   "You are quite satisfied with your current lord." With Qishan's strong record of killing seven lords in eight years, it is hard to imagine that anyone can survive two years in the opponent's hands...

  Looking at the situation, it won't work in a short time.

  Qi Shan: "Well, that's her."

   There will be no next one.

  The young man heard the meaning behind his words and sneered. He obviously didn't believe it, and prayed for goodness without explaining. He just asked him curiously, "Why did you find this place?"

  Look at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be passing by.

  The young scribe will tell the process one by one.

I still didn't forget to tease him: "I heard that Shen Jun's account is in short supply of manpower, so you should have sent more than one letter. As a result, your friends thought you were a scholar and didn't come, but your enemies did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles. Regarding this, you How do you feel?"

  Qi Shan said helplessly: "Hate is longer than love."

   Those who are willing to run thousands of miles for him are enemies.

  He didn't know what to say.

  When the young scholar heard this, he slapped his knees with a smile.

   "What is this called? Qi Yuanliang, this is called retribution!"

  Qi Shan couldn't refute, so he changed the subject: "...you came all the way here just to laugh at this in person?"

  The young scribe held out his hand to him.

   "And debt collection."

  Qi Shan said cheekily: "You see, I'm still a widow now, how much money can I get out of my body?"

  The young scribe couldn't believe it: "Haven't you become a close confidant with Shen Jun? Are you living in such a poor life?"

  Pray for goodness: "..."

  Can he say that it is precisely because he has become a confidant that he lives in poverty? Mr. Shen Xiaolang would not cut short the food and clothing expenses of his subordinates, but if he said that he spent money like water and was generous, that was really not once. Qishan doesn't care about external things.

  The bachelor is as long as he can't starve to death.

  The little lady of the Zhao family can't understand this melon.

  It is not easy for a young man to ask, but she has no such worries, and whispered to the young scribe: "Sir, you ran all this way to collect debts from this man? How much does he owe you?"

  As soon as this question came out, the young scribes and Qi Shan both looked down, and the atmosphere was not as "relaxed and cheerful" as before.

  The young scholar said: "You owe me a country!"

   ╰(*°▽°*)╯

   I made up some numbers, good night.

  (end of this chapter)