Jiang Cheng also pretended to sit upright and said very formally: "In that case, I will also express my position on behalf of the elders of the Wang family, and this matter will be settled."
This time the fat man was also anxious. He didn't expect the doctor to be so dishonest, "Why is it decided? I object. This girl doesn't like me, and I don't have any interest in her. You... don't mess around." Click on the mandarin duck book!"
Later, the fat man was worried that he was speaking too bluntly, so he tried to hold back a little, "I don't care, Yujiao is still a young girl, so don't talk nonsense."
The fat man's words came completely from his heart, but the speaker had no intention and the listener had the intention. Wu Yujiao did not expect that the prince in front of him looked tall and thick, but he was a man with delicate thoughts. Moreover, his behavior just now was indeed inappropriate, and he did not Calculate.
After dinner, Jiang Cheng found an inn that was still open and temporarily placed Wu Yujiao and her daughter in the inn, while leaving them some loose money.
On the way back, without the mother and daughter, the fat man spoke much more directly, and said angrily: "I said Wu Yujiao's father is also a man? After selling his daughter and his wife, are you just a fool to pay him back? What do you want me to say, we Beat him up and take him away. If he dares to say "no" from between his teeth, I'll beat him up again!"
Clutching his fists as big as sandbags, the fat man's physique and fighting prowess gave him the confidence to say such things. He couldn't help but get angry when he thought about the man's face.
"Don't worry about him, evil people will be punished by evil people. His end... will be ugly." Jiang Cheng seemed to have predicted something in advance, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The fat man knew that the doctor must have set a trap for the man, and his expression became brighter. "Doctor, have you done something wrong again? Or should you say it's you? Tell me quickly."
Knowing that the fat man's complimentary adjectives were different from those of normal people, Jiang Cheng was used to it and did not care about him. He pointed out: "If you were him and suddenly got such a large sum of money, where would you go?"
The fat man touched his chin, "Casino! This man is an old gambler. He will definitely continue to gamble."
"Yes, he will use the money we give him to place bets, but some of the silver ingots I gave him have the mark of the Hou Mansion on them. If he dares to use the money of the Hou Mansion in the casino, he will die. Know."
The fat man nodded, but then he seemed to have thought of something and slapped his thigh fiercely, "No, doctor, although this can deal with the man, but if someone from the casino comes to the Hou's Mansion with a silver ingot with the seal of the Hou's Mansion, Then our whereabouts will also be exposed?"
Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man with slightly appreciative eyes, and couldn't help but nodded, "Your idea is very good, but have you ever thought about it, will the people in the casino really go to the Marquis' Mansion to report the news after receiving the money?"
The fat man frowned, admitting that he couldn't keep up with the doctor's thinking.
"Places like casinos often don't see the light of day. Why do they go to provoke people from the Hou Mansion for no reason? Have they lived enough? They don't have time to hide."
"And what they will get is that they will return these silver ingots to the Marquis' Mansion in vain, and they may even be tortured and interrogated."
"What would I do if I were them? I would smooth out the mark on the back of the silver ingot, then cut the silver ingot into pieces without anyone noticing, and finally spend them."
"Of course, I still have the most important thing to do before that." Jiang Cheng stopped here specifically, then turned his head and looked at the fat man with a smile.
"They will deal with the man who brought the money and make him shut up forever." Fatty said with lingering fear. Compared with so much money and the miserable life of a man in the slums, it was a good choice.
"So evil people will have their own troubles. Someone will take action to deal with him for us. And I think even if a man can save his life, he will not dare to talk nonsense in this life, and maybe his tongue will be cut out."
When it comes to the situation the man is about to face, Jiang Cheng seems relaxed and happy both inside and outside his words, and the fat man also hates what the man has done.
Before returning to the Hou Mansion, Jiang Cheng found a secluded place and briefly explained to the fat man, teaching him what to say when he went back, what to say and what not to say. At the same time, he was worried about memory problems again, so he He took out the paper from his arms, unfolded it, and recorded what he saw and heard today concisely.
People's memories can deceive people, but information on paper cannot. This is the most direct way Jiang Cheng can think of. Although it is still impossible to determine the source of memory confusion, Lu Qin and Shaotong, but be prepared, whether it is Lu Qin or Shaotong. , or maybe it was the ghost in the mission. In short, something did affect their memory, and it was collective.
After a whole day of tossing, the sky was already gloomy when they returned to the Hou Mansion. After crossing the narrow and twisting covered bridges, they returned to the Yin Mansion.
Pushing open the door to the room, many people were busy inside.
The fat man looked at the pile of things in front of him, and suddenly had an ominous premonition. He saw bamboo strips, candles, and ingots made of paper on the ground. The most terrifying thing was that Li Bai was still cutting white paper with scissors. The white paper is a very large piece of paper. It looks rough and a little brittle. It seems that Li Bai actually wants to make a dress out of white paper!
There were already several semi-finished products beside Li Bai, as well as two jars of red and green paint. The fat man immediately thought of the paper figures burned in graves.
In his impression, the paper man had scary makeup, was dressed in red and green trousers, and had a melon-pipe hat on his head. The memories evoked by these things had a great impact on him.
This is not over yet. Zhang Qizheng and Tang Qisheng are cooperating with each other. One is weaving bamboo strips and using various tools to make the bamboo strips into a huge frame, while the other is using mashed paste to put a large white paper into the frame. Gradually, the fat man saw some clues. There was already a prototype of a bridge.
But...but what is the purpose of building a paper bridge in the room?
The paper bridge looks like that, but in fact it can't bear much weight at all. It's definitely not possible to walk away, and it's more like walking away as a ghost. When this idea popped up, the fat man was severely frightened and trembled. All these preparations seemed to be related to attracting ghosts, but why didn't he and the doctor receive the news?
Zhu Jie was responsible for folding paper ingots and fire candles. He was almost busy at the moment. Zhu Jie came over, glanced at the fat man for a few times, then moved his eyes away and nodded to Jiang Cheng, "We are already preparing, don't worry. It’s just that those two people haven’t come back yet.”
"Lu Qin and Shaotong never came back?" Jiang Cheng frowned and turned to look out the window. It was almost dark.
(End of chapter)
