Zhu Miaoying touched her belly in disbelief, looked at Zhao Qingsong in shock for a long time, and asked: "This...is...there is a baby? Really...really? Baby...when will the baby be born?" come out?"
Zhao Qingsong covered his stomach and laughed: "Hahaha! I think... I think it might be a few days? It should be very soon... Hahaha..."
Zhu Miaoying suddenly realized that Zhao Qingsong was basically lying to her. The ceremony of giving birth to a baby would never be as simple as a kiss. She couldn't help but hit Zhao Qingsong with her little pink fist and said coquettishly: "You are lying to me again? Aren't you? You That’s really bad. Please tell me how that ceremony was done? Please tell me..."
Zhao Qingsong laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up. He gently pulled away her fist and said seriously: "I'm not lying to you. It's just like that. It's that simple. If it's particularly difficult, there are so many people from all over the world." ? It must be very simple, because there are so many people in the world, are you right? You have to believe me, I won’t lie to you..."
Zhu Miaoying firmly didn't believe it. She was very sure that Zhao Qingsong was teasing her, so she pumped her fist faster.
Zhao Qingsong couldn't help laughing and started laughing with Zhu Miaoying...
Under the sky with high autumn clouds, the laughter of the two people spread far and wide.
Nothing happened during this day.
When the sky was getting dark and the red sun was setting, the person who came to drive the prison van was replaced by an ordinary outer disciple, and Bai Hanlu completely disappeared!
This incident was a big surprise to Zhao Qingsong. He suddenly became anxious and thought to himself: "It stands to reason that Bai Hanlu will come to me tonight. Why are they missing? Could something have happened? They should be still far away from their destination." It's a long distance away, so nothing should happen, or maybe I beat him too hard, and he was too seriously injured tonight, so he can't come over to catch the car?"
Zhao Qingsong was filled with doubts, so he made innuendoes at the outer disciple who was driving the carriage, trying to find out what was going on.
But this outer disciple was a fool, and he didn't know what to ask. Zhao Qingsong asked anxiously and ignored Zhao Qingsong!
Zhao Qingsong could only worry, but there was nothing he could do.
Fortunately, although Bai Hanlu did not show up, the three meals a day were not short, and they were still four dishes and a bottle of wine.
This also made Zhao Qingsong feel relieved.
While he was lying bored in the prison car, he secretly decided in his heart: "It seems that this move is not as stable as I thought before. It seems that I have to find another way!"
The long night passed again, and when the sky became brighter, we arrived at another camping spot that had been arranged in advance.
In the morning, an outer disciple still brought the food and wine, but Bai Hanlu was not seen.
Zhao Qingsong's heart gradually became heavier, the food and wine no longer tasted good, and he was thinking hard about other ways.
But now he is in a desperate situation, shackled and trapped in a prison van. The methods he can use are really limited, so what good solution can he think of?
Just when Zhao Qingsong's heart was getting heavier and heavier, and he was getting more and more desperate, the limping Bai Hanlu finally showed up at noon!
Seeing that he was in such a miserable state, with his butt covered in a big lump of white cold dew, Zhao Qingsong felt extremely cordial and greeted him warmly from a distance: "Hey! Brother Bai, you are finally willing to come! It's like we haven't seen each other all night. Sanqiu!"
Bai Hanlu's face was as ugly as it could be. He had a donkey face, a big wooden stick and a cane, and stared at Zhao Qingsong in the prison car with sinister eyes, as if he wanted to tear Zhao Qingsong to pieces. Meat-eating attitude!
Zhao Qingsong turned a blind eye to Bai Hanlu's murderous intention, and still said confidently: "Brother Bai! Have you brought the big iron rod? Let's try it again today. Don't let me go this time? What do you mean? How embarrassed?"
Bai Han gritted his teeth angrily, making a grinding sound in his mouth. He still said nothing and glared at Zhao Qingsong fiercely.
Zhao Qingsong still complained in a nonchalant tone: "You see? This is Brother Bai's fault. I have been thinking of ways for you. If you don't thank me, forget it, why are you still showing your teeth at me? You don't know, after I thought hard all night last night, and I finally came up with a 100% successful method. Do you want to hear it? If you don't want to hear it, forget it, just pretend I didn't say it. When I'm gone, you can figure it out yourself. There is nothing I can do to help..."
Bai Hanlu's gloomy expression finally changed. He suppressed the hatred and murderous intention in his heart, pretended to clear his throat, calmed himself down, and said politely: "Oh? Brother Zhao actually has more. A safe way? Then you might as well tell me and let me listen to it. If it is really useful, I will be very grateful!"
"Prefer not to say."
"Why don't you want to say it? Brother Zhao, if you say it, there are only benefits and no harm!"
"What a benefit? I'm going to see the King of Hell in a few days. It's a huge benefit, but what's the use?"
Bai Hanlu was speechless immediately.
What Zhao Qingsong said is actually true. No matter how great the benefits are, Zhao Qingsong will die in a few days, so the benefits will be of no use?
Zhao Qingsong hesitated and said: "And this method is actually not easy to use, because you don't believe me at all! If Brother Bai believes in me, this method will be 100% successful! But if Brother Bai doesn't believe me, this method will not work at all. Use it! So it’s okay not to say it. Saying it will make people angry, so why bother? Alas..."
Bai Hanlu thought for a moment, and finally made up her mind, saying: "I absolutely believe in Brother Zhao, and I also ask Brother Zhao for advice!"
"real?"
"real!"
"I don't believe it." Zhao Qingsong refused directly.
"Then how can Brother Zhao trust me, Bai Hanlu?"
"Simple! Very simple! All you need to do is give me a knife!" Zhao Qingsong said calmly.
Bai Hanlu's expression changed drastically, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and he stared at Zhao Qingsong with extreme caution.
With Zhao Qingsong's ability, if he was given a knife, what would be the difference between letting him go?
Could a mere wooden prison cart and chains on his hands and feet be able to trap Zhao Qingsong who was armed with a knife?
Zhao Qingsong's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Bai Hanlu calmly.
After about a stick of incense, Bai Hanlu looked around with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "What do you mean? Do you want me to let you go?"
Zhao Qingsong smiled slightly and said: "If you want to gain something, you have to lose something. If you want to achieve your goal, such a small amount of time is no longer enough. Do you think that in terms of sword skills alone, he and Who is better, me?"
Bai Hanlu's face was gloomy and he said: "What's the point? I see that you didn't use your full strength that day. In terms of sword skills alone, you are much better than him."
"In that case, if you can't do this, why can't I do it?"
Bai Hanlu's heart moved, her eyes rolled, and she couldn't help but slapped her head with joy, and said: "Hey! I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this method earlier? But..."
Zhao Qingsong seemed to have expected Bai Hanlu to say this, and said calmly: "You want to say how can I succeed, right?"
Bai Hanlu was very moved by Zhao Qingsong's words. He found that compared with Zhao Qingsong's head, it was not that he was inferior in wisdom, but that he was inferior in realm!
He simply gave up his own thinking, listened to Zhao Qingsong's thoughts, and followed Zhao Qingsong and said: "That's right? How could you succeed?"
"I killed so many people in your Fengdu Ghost City. Why didn't you kill me and put me in a prison car instead? It's because your master, the leader of the Ghost Sect of Fengdu Ghost City, King Yama, has spoken and he wants to deal with me personally. , right?" Zhao Qingsong asked.
Bai Hanlu nodded. He was already used to Zhao Qingsong's unpredictable predictions, and added: "Yes, Master wants him to escort you back to the ghost gate alive no matter what. There will never be any mistakes in the process, ah... you says……"
Zhao Qingsong said: "That's right! I mean, you deceived him. You gave me a knife first, and I hid the knife under my body. Then I pretended to be seriously ill and was about to die, and you deliberately Encourage him to come and check on me in person. As long as he comes within two feet of my prison van, I guarantee that he will die no more!"
Bai Hanlu was still convinced of Zhao Qingsong's ability, but he admired Zhao Qingsong's brain even more.
But the idea proposed by Zhao Qingsong had to be treated with caution, and he had to be filled with doubts.
First of all, if the knife is given to Zhao Qingsong, will Zhao Qingsong still be under his control?
