Disciple, please spare these five beautiful masters.

Di Longxuan narrowed his eyes, but the cold breath disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then, an old man with a white beard walked into the door of the store.

The old man was wearing simple casual clothes and a peaked cap, no different from an ordinary retired old man.

"Get a pack of cigarettes. What did that kid do just now? Are you familiar with him?"

"Familiar, that kid likes to play cards and gamble for money. He is so poor that he is hopeless."

Di Longxuan smiled bitterly, and the action of passing the cigarette was a kind of pandering and humility.

And his appearance at this moment has been adjusted with inner energy, so it looks just masculine, completely different from his original appearance.

"I see, there's no need to look for it."

The old man handed over a hundred yuan and left with the cigarette.

After going out, the old man lit a cigarette, looked at Sun Xiulan's house a few times, and walked away slowly.

Di Longxuan stood at the door, staring at the other person's figure with cold eyes!

After being dormant for almost a month, the old man finally showed up!

And this old man is the Ghost King of Beiming!

The Ghost King of Beiming is extremely powerful in evil martial arts. He has also practiced several vicious demonic powers, and his cultivation level is in the realm of Earthly Evil Immortal.

Therefore, Di Longxuan suppressed the urge to take action immediately.

If you are not [-]% sure, once you take action, with the cunning of the Ghost King of the North Ming Dynasty, he will definitely escape after a fight that is inextricable.

If he escapes, it will be difficult to find this person again!

Furthermore, Di Longxuan understood why Old Beiming was interested in Zhang Cheng, a loser, and also understood when to take action.

At this moment, he is the most skilled hunter.

Slowly waiting for prey to enter the trap.

Another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Cheng's days were still full of life and debauchery, and the credit at the Dilongxuan store had reached [-].

After Sun Xiulan learned about this number, she almost committed suicide, but fortunately she was dissuaded by Di Longxuan.

At night, Zhang Cheng walked into the store from outside smelling of alcohol.

After entering, he took out a bright switchblade from his pocket!

bass! The sharp blade came out!

"Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? It's my business to owe you the debt. Tell me what grandma is doing! She's been nagging in my ears all day long. I'm so annoyed!"

Zhang Cheng cursed.

"Quiet, I'm not in a hurry to ask for anything from you. Don't be impulsive! If you have anything to say, say it properly!"

Di Longxuan pretended to be horrified and said.

"Fuck you! I'm so annoyed, can I stop being impulsive?"

Zhang Cheng walked over and kicked Di Longxuan!

Di Longxuan was kicked and thrown onto a piece of toilet paper. He covered his stomach and screamed, with a look of horror on his face: "Brother Zhang, for the sake of my uncle Lao Feng, don't hit me. I'll apologize to you. I'll do it again." I don’t dare anymore!”

"Fuck you! I haven't let out my anger yet!"

Zhang Cheng came over, raised his hand and slapped Di Longxuan on the head several times.

Di Longxuan covered his head with painful hands and screamed!

After Zhang Cheng vented for a while, he strode inside, opened the drawer and took out five hundred yuan, and then picked up a piece of Huazi.

"This is your punishment. Next time you dare to talk nonsense in front of my grandma, I will smash your teeth!"

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, Brother Zhang! Thank you Brother Zhang for sparing me!"

Di Longxuan lay on the ground and said in horror.

Zhang Cheng spat out and then walked out swaggeringly.

Di Longxuan lay on the ground, as if he was extremely helpless, clutching his sleeves and wiping the tears from his face, he couldn't help but lower his voice and cry loudly.

And all this was clearly seen by the old man in the peaked hat who quietly appeared outside.

This old man is the Ghost King of Beiming!

"Useless."

Saying three words, the Beiming Ghost King flashed and entered Sun Xiulan's house.

But the moment he disappeared, Di Longxuan's crying stopped suddenly, and his eyes became extremely cold!

He stood up slowly, and the Lingyan treasured clothes he was wearing flashed, and he disappeared without a trace.

The orange cat in the corner was meowing in fear, wondering why its useless master had suddenly disappeared...

Although the yard of Sun Xiulan's house was dilapidated, she had kept it clean.

Today, there is a sumptuous dinner table in the living room, including roast chicken, braised carp, braised pork and three cold dishes.

There is also a small but delicate cake in the middle.

"Xiao Cheng, today is your birthday. Grandma has cooked a table of delicious food for you. You can go to bed at home after you have eaten and drank. Don't go out to play tonight."

Sun Xiulan bent over and smiled carefully, for fear of making Zhang Cheng unhappy.

Zhang Cheng threw [-] yuan on the table, "Thank you, grandma, this is to honor you!"

Sun Xiulan looked at the money and suddenly felt panicked, "Xiao Cheng, where did you get the money? Don't do bad things."

"Grandma, why do you always look down on me? This is what I earn from guarding the door of the nightclub. I will make you rich in the future, and you can enjoy the hot and spicy food with me!"

Zhang Cheng seemed to have an ambitious look on his face.

When Sun Xiulan heard this, she smiled happily!

She is old, has worked hard all her life, and has nothing to look forward to. She just hopes that before she sleeps, her grandson Zhang Cheng can have a decent job and make money to take care of herself.

She was afraid that Zhang Cheng would be hungry after her death.

After Sun Xiulan praised Zhang Cheng a few times, the two began to eat.

Zhang Cheng drank a little wine, smoked Huazi, and ate meat. Friends outside knew how much he weighed and treated him like a waste. No one wanted to listen to his bragging.

But now grandma Sun Xiulan has obviously become his die-hard fan.

I am willing to listen to everything he brags and eat all the cakes he draws.

The more Zhang Cheng blew, the more vigorous he became. His mouth was full of spit bubbles. He picked up the chicken drumstick handed over by Sun Xiulan and ate it. It was so satisfying.

Sun Xiulan ate chicken necks and feet without much meat, and listened happily to her grandson's plans for the future.

"Grandma, why don't you eat the chicken legs? What's the meat in the chicken neck and chicken feet?"

Zhang Chengdao.

"You don't understand. Chicken feet and necks are tough. For me, they supplement calcium and strengthen my muscles and bones."

Sun Xiulan said, in fact, she also knows that chicken legs have meat, and she just wants to eat more good ones for her grandson.

But Zhang Cheng has never seen through this.

While the two were eating, suddenly the door rang!

The Ghost King of Beiming, wearing a peaked cap, slowly walked in. At the same time, as he thought, the only three windows in the house were rolled with force and closed on their own!

"Who are you? Xiao Cheng, is this your friend?"

Sun Xiulan asked after being stunned.

Zhang Cheng looked up while eating the chicken legs and shook his head, "I don't know who you are, old guy. What's the matter? If not, get out of here! Don't hinder me from celebrating my birthday!"

"I came here because of your birthday. It's your birthday. In fact, I'm happier than you are because the medicine is finally mature."

After finishing speaking, the Ghost King of Beiming walked into the living room and closed the door behind his back.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a cold and vicious arc, and his eyes looked at Zhang Cheng, repeatedly looking at a rare and precious medicinal material.