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Chapter 471:Look, flower pot

Just back to the world, falling on the face of a county, it vaguely felt a cold breath.

“God came to earth, and ghosts also took the opportunity to be born into chaos?”

The face of the blue air was cold, and he looked in one direction, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he could not help but snoring coldly.

After a moment, his face disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already on a dark street, with a small sword in his hand.

In addition to the street lights, the street is dark and looks much colder than anywhere else.He went up and saw two burly men, one of them, holding a small bronze clock in his hand, whispering something to get rich.

He looked at the bronze clock and frowned slightly.

“Where did your little bronze clock come from?”The shadow of the face suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were startled.

"Damn, you're a ghost, you don't walk at all."

Tiger brother glared, startled by the sudden appearance of Yan Qingyue, was angry: "What about your ass?"Fuck off!”

"This little bronze clock is not a good thing, it is stained with a lot of resentment."

Yan Qingkang sneered and said, "Whoever gets it will probably die, or ask the Taoist to do something for you, go to the grudge of the stain, or he will not live for a few days."

“The fuck!”

The tiger heard the anger.

But then, he seemed too lazy to compare with Yan Qingqing, just a look fascinated by the bronze clock, low whispering to get rich.

This is obviously somewhat abnormal.

"Yes, it was sent by a woman like a ghost."

Strong looked at Yan Qingyue, hesitated to say it, he was not a fool, naturally saw that there was something wrong with Tiger Brother.

In normal times, Tiger has already hit people.

“What like a ghost?It's a ghost."

Looking at them, there is no speech, how big is this?

“Isn’t it, really a ghost?”

At this time, he was very surprised and suddenly a little afraid.

When he thought about it, he felt that the woman was becoming more and more like a ghost, and pulled a tiger brother who was obsessed and said, "Hu brother, we still throw it away, this is not a good thing."

“Throwing?This bronze clock can sell for at least hundreds of thousands...”

Tiger said, and he was obsessed with looking at the bronze clock.

“A girl sends you a clock, do you dare to pick it up?”Yan Qingyang looked at the two people with amazement, did anyone else not understand what it meant to send a clock?

This should be understood.

But isn’t this woman sending the clock too much?Directly harming people.

“The clock...end?”

A big stir, finally reacted, the face became a little pale, hurriedly asked: "Then, how did that change?"Will the tiger die?”

"Go to the land temple in Sha Tin Village to pay a homage, is a village in the eastern suburbs, just ask to know."Yan Qingkang said, “Or find a priest or monk to do something, can ease some of the grievances.”

Strong head with nods.

“Where’s that girl?How long have you been gone?”

He looked around with his eyes wide open, and then asked the big man.

"It's a few minutes."

He thought for a moment and said, pulling the tiger brother to go.

But the tiger brother's eyes suddenly fell on Yan Qing's small sword, a dagger appeared in his hand, hate and hate: "robbery!Give the sword out of your hand.”

At this time, Yan Qing was stunned, what is this situation?

And the greatness sided with the same.

"What a fool, take out the little sword, or don't blame my white knife for getting out of the red knife, I have a few lives in my hand."The tiger hates to say.

“Tiger, what are you doing?”A great moment.

“You are an idiot!”

The tiger brother looked at the big man and said, “Bring the little sword out!”

“What if I don’t give up?”

He was laughing, and someone robbed himself.

Is it a matter of anger that makes you confused?

At this time, his eyes fell on the bronze bell, which did not seem simple.

“Don’t you want to try it?” said Tiger Brother, shaking his dagger.

“Look at the pot!”

The sky looked up at the sky and said a little.

“Haha...”

The Tigers couldn’t stop laughing.

However, still subconsciously looking up, I saw a dark thing, falling from the sky and falling down to hit yourself.

It looks like a flower pot.

At this time, the tiger brother was a little stunned, and then his heart was not surprised.Damn, there are really pots in the sky, it seems to hit me...

The groaning!

The tiger shouted in his heart.

He tried to hide, but the pot had fallen on his head.

The Bam –

Falling down, it was a flower.

This pot is black, the diameter of about 20 centimeters, there are more than ten centimeters high.In the flower pot, there are no flowers, only the dark soil, exuding a cold breath, but let Yan Qingyan stand.

The land?

At this time, the big man was a little stunned, looked up to the sky, and said, “Is there really a flower pot?”Why is there a pot?”

He compared to the houses on both sides, as if a little far away.

Even if there is a flower pot, accidentally falling from the upper floor, will not fall here.

The great man looked at the fainting tiger brother, and "Ah" cried out, and jumped up to the tiger brother or not.

"It's okay, I've just been sick."

Yan Qingyang said, squatting down, curious to look at the flower pot.

This pot seems to be black pot, and some rough textures are hidden on the pot, but it is no longer clear.The soil contained in the basin is likely to be the legend of the underworld, or the ghost soil, etc.

He didn’t rush to take a handful of dirt to see.

Strong heard that the tiger brother was all right, and he found that he just fainted in the past and finally relaxed his breath.

However, the tiger's head was not broken, but it was smashed into a large bag.

The bag is getting bigger and bigger, like an egg, watching it makes the big feeling the pain, the heart is happy, fortunately did not hit himself...

At this time, the flower pot disappeared, so that Yan Qingqing was a little surprised.

"I took this bronze clock, and left it on to you, but it will harm you."Yan Qinghe pulled the bronze copper out of the tiger brother's hand and said to the strong.

He didn’t care about Tiger’s death.

However, if the bronze clock is scattered, it may cause many deaths.

“Oh, oh.”Strong head with nods.

"Remember, there can be some resentment in the temple."He said, taking the bronze clock.

At this time, he was a little curious to study, what is the female ghost sending the clock?

Directly harming people, right?

Does a woman want a blood-sacrifice bell?

Some people don't understand, the bronze clock is entangled with a lot of resentment, indeed can kill people...

But that's all.

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