Before Zhao Hongwei left, he didn't know whether he felt pity for Zhao Youliang or if he really had two mobile phones. Anyway, he had to leave one for him.
Zhao Youliang could only "reluctantly" accept the kindness.
In line with the principle of not being disrespectful in return, he gave Zhao Hongwei a lot of barbecue as a gift and asked Zhao Hongwei to take it with him and eat it slowly.
After sending Zhao Hongwei away, Zhao Youliang thought about rescuing Huang Jiaxian.
Because there is no one else around now, I can only run back to discuss with Xiong Ba and Chang Jie.
Chang Jie was still the same as before, and began to ramble before Zhao Youliang could speak: "My parents are both dragons, and I am indeed a maggot. There is no sense in this matter."
Zhao Youliang felt a headache after hearing this, and quickly touched the other party's fat head to express comfort.
At the same time, he told Xiong Ba what happened.
Compared to Chang Jie, this century-old Xiong Immortal is obviously relatively reliable... even reliable.
After hearing this, he shouted loudly without hesitation: "We must save him!"
"Stop saying anything, let's go to Crazy Dog'ao to rescue Yin now!"
At the critical moment, fortunately, the grasshopper spirit in the evil hall came to stop him.
"Boss Bear, don't worry, the guys in Mad Dog Col are not easy to deal with!"
"Besides...besides, it's so far away that he wouldn't be able to go there at all."
Having said this, the grasshopper spirit quietly pointed at the front hall of the paper shop.
"What should we do? We can't just ignore brother Huang Yu, right?"
Xiong Ba has an impatient personality and always yells: "If it doesn't work out, I'll go by myself, or I'll have to fight that crazy guy!"
Zhao Youliang, who had heard about crazy ghosts several times, couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Xiong, what exactly are the crazy ghosts you are talking about?"
"Extremely evil? More powerful than the little brother from the Huang family?!"
Xiong Ba is a reckless man with limited verbal expression ability, so he is better than Chang Jie.
So this question can only be answered by the grasshopper spirit.
"Xiehu, why not Xiehu!"
"Let's put it this way, as long as we open our minds like this, we won't dare to approach Mad Dog Col at all."
"That crazy guy is really crazy. He beats anyone he sees and is completely unreasonable!"
"That is to say, the little brother from the Huang family has a strong background, so the crazy ghost just arrested him and did not dare to harm him."
Xiong Ba nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Grasshopper, I won't argue with you if you say so."
"Although crazy ghosts are evil, they are not enough to be seen in front of the Huang family."
"You don't even need Mr. Huang Zuo to do it himself, any second-generation person can deal with his humiliation!"
Speaking of this, Xiongba's big head suddenly had a rare flash of inspiration.
"Quantum, so the Huang family is deliberately testing you."
"If you can rescue Xiaoyu by your own ability, then his family will recognize you as a disciple of the Huang family."
"If we can't save him, the Huang family will take action themselves."
"But the fate between you and Xiaoyu has ended... We agreed in advance that I will leave if he leaves."
"You can't blame me for not being nostalgic then!"
Zhao Youliang smiled bitterly when he heard this, and nodded repeatedly to show that he understood.
But at the same time, I felt relieved: at least Brother Huang was not in danger, and he didn’t have to rush to Mad Dog Ao.
As for the token still in Huang Yu's hand, Zhao Youliang didn't care at all.
Still the same sentence: Although he has many shortcomings, he is loyal and loyal.
No one is here anymore, what do you do with your baby?
If the little brother of the Huang family is taken back by the family, the token should be given to him as a tribute!
With this mentality, Zhao Youliang returned to the barbecue stall to help Sister Yingchun work.
Fatty Song is dead, and there is no barbecue master here, so Zhao Youliang can only take over temporarily.
Although he has never studied professionally, he has been self-reliant since he was a child and knows everything... except giving birth to children.
Maybe it's because of the frequent occurrence of strange things recently, but the business of the barbecue stall is still not good tonight.
After the guests left in twos and threes, there was no one left before eleven o'clock at night.
Mrs. Yingchun was distressed that Zhao Youliang had just recovered from a serious illness, so she closed the stall and asked him to go back and rest early.
However, Zhao Youliang did not rush home, but chose to squat on the street and wait for the Yin hearse.
This is not because he has lived enough and is looking for death, but because he wants to take another look at Granny Mi and Shopkeeper Sun, these two old men who care and love him.
Even if you can't get in the car or can't see it, you can still send it off from a distance...
As the saying goes: Emperor and Heaven pay off.
Near eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Youliang finally saw the pure white bus slowly approaching.
Zhao Youliang hurriedly waved to the Yin hearse, just like us ordinary people waiting for the bus.
However, the Yin hearse is not a bus, and it will not stop with someone waving.
Completely ignoring the earnest Zhao Youliang, he just drove past him.
Zhao Youliang suddenly became anxious. He was about to run over and chase after him, but was suddenly pulled back by a big hand.
"Blessings are boundless."
"Young man, do you want your life? That car is not clean, it's not a bus!"
Being pulled in the middle of the night shocked Zhao Youliang.
When he looked back, it turned out that the person holding him was a strange old man.
Before Zhao Youliang could speak, Lao Dao's face was already filled with shock.
"You, you are not a living person? You have no life left!!"
Zhao Youliang was furious when he heard this because the other party delayed him from chasing the "bus".
"How can you talk in the middle of the night? Who is not alive?"
"Have you ever seen dead people running around the streets by themselves?!"
The old Taoist's answer was very straightforward, leaving Zhao Youliang speechless.
He looked serious, nodded and replied solemnly: "I've seen it before, and I've seen it a lot!"
Zhao Youliang: "..."
"Okay, you win!"
Seeing that he could not catch up with the Yin hearse, Zhao Youliang was too lazy to talk nonsense and decided to go home and sleep.
But the old Taoist refused to let go, holding Zhao Youliang's arm and not letting go.
"Little brother, Pindao is a regular Maoshan disciple, not a liar. Please forgive me for my rudeness just now."
"Your life span is really exhausted. You should have died long ago."
"But why didn't the ghosts catch you?"
Zhao Youliang became even more angry when he saw that the old Taoist refused to give up.
If it weren't for the righteous look on his face, which really didn't look like a bad guy, Zhao Youliang would have greeted him with his fists.
"It's not over, isn't it? Let me go, let me go!"
Using all his strength to break free, Zhao Youliang turned and walked towards the paper shop.
The old Taoist originally wanted to chase him, but stopped immediately when he saw the shop.
"Blessings are boundless! How, how could there be such a weird place!"
While he was hesitating, Zhao Youliang had already entered the shop and closed the door.
The old Taoist had no choice but to say loudly: "Little brother, the poor Taoist will come to you tomorrow!"
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, the person who answered him was not Zhao Youliang, but the cold laughter of a woman.
The laughter was ethereal, as if coming from the paper shop, or behind the old Taoist priest.
Although it was sudden, the old man obviously had real skills: he sneered and quickly took out a yellow talisman and sandwiched it between his index finger and middle finger.
"Haha, where is the evildoer sneaking around? Come out to Master Tao!"
