At dawn, Chen’s house burned down.

Arguably, the house in the village is on fire, the villagers will come out to fight the fire, but last night, in addition to Chen Lao Sanzhu a group of beaters, the fellows did not come out to fight the fire.

Chen Lao San was not burned to death, but his property was burned.

Zhang Qian stood in front of the fence bar and stared at Qin Yang, who was wandering nearby.

Suddenly she shouted, “Hello!“You’re also called Qin Yang?”

Qin Yang laughed, “Yes, I told you earlier.”

Zhang Qian suddenly smiled and said, “You set the fire in Chen Laosan’s house!”

"Fuck, girl, I can't say, the conscience of heaven and earth, I am by no means that kind of person."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“But this fire is good, come in and eat with my mother at noon?”

The little witch's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw that the fire was related to himself, and Qin Yang secretly wiped a sweat.

I finally had a meal with my mother, and Qin Yang was secretly happy.

As soon as he sat down at the table, his mother said, “Oh!I'm old, and the taste is heavy, Qian, give me some salt."

Qin Yang quickly got up and said, “I’ll go!”

He ran into the backyard kitchen with a cigarette and took out the salt jar.

Zhang Qian’s eyes suddenly changed, but quickly covered up.

In the process of eating, Qin Yang carefully asked one thing, that is, the 500,000 things he mailed back.

"Aunt, did your son not send you money to repair the house, these two days I looked at it, you have such an old house in the village."

When it comes to money, my mother’s eyes are wet and there is some sadness.

"Oh, my son sent me half a million dollars, but the village said to raise funds to build houses, but also to re-plan the land."

"Chen Laosan did not know where I had half a million in his family, so they sent someone to rob them, they said that the village raised funds to repair the house, first borrowed money, but after the money was taken, his family's house was repaired first, my old house not only did not repair, but even the land was also half."

The more Qin Yang listened, the more angry he could not help slap on the table.

"Damn, the fire didn't burn you last night."

Zhang Qian had been silently looking at Qin Yang, silent.

After eating, Zhang Qian washed the dishes, and Qin Yang helped.

Zhang Qian, the girl, was not ambiguous, and directly commanded Qin Yang to do a bunch of chores.

What to pick water and water the dishes, to take the quilt out of the house to sun, almost everything she could think of.

When all this was done, Zhang Qian took Qin Yang to the hillside behind the house.

She looked at Qin Yang alertly and whispered, "You have been in this house."

Qin Yang laughed, “Where can I come for the first time?”

Tina!

Zhang Qian's little hand slapped on the tree trunk next to her, the bark was actually patted off by her small hand, the trunk rocked, and the leaves fell.

She coldly said, "Don't you want to tell the truth, the first time you come to know that my kitchen is in the backyard, the first time you come, you can find the salt jar so quickly."

"Tell you, the salt jar was looking for ten minutes the girl the first time she entered the house."

Haunted!Qin Yang laughed.

"That's all you can say is that you're stupid."

"Yes, I'll ask you again."

“Why did you first come here to know where the bedroom was, where the buckets were in your home, and where the acres of land were in your home?”

"You know, the fields outside are all the same, and you are not a stranger to anyone's land!"

Without words, Qin Yang was almost crazy, and at this time he understood that the girl had just directed herself to do a lot of things, not to have a good feeling about himself, but to observe himself.

Zhang Qian did not speak, but her footsteps showed a wonderful posture.

Beauty is drunk!

It was the death of the aunt, very powerful.

Qin Yang's heart is not good, it seems that this girl thinks of herself as a bad person, she cheated herself into the back of the mountain, is to start to clean up.

Just when Qin Yang did not know how to deal with it, suddenly a scream from Qin mother came from the house.

"Well, something happened to my mother."

Qin Yang did not say anything, and he stepped on his legs and rushed down the hillside, and Zhang Qianer actually had faster speed than he was.

Beauty is the body, foot, boxing as one of the powerful ancient martial arts skills, Zhang Qianer has long reached the point of pure fire.

And some time ago, she also stayed with Xiaoxian Ya for a while, getting a lot of benefits, just because this hand-beauty is intoxicated, even if it is the kind of powerful role of Haicheng, it is not afraid.

Seeing Zhang Qian's speed far beyond himself, Qin Yang was in a hurry, a small lamp suddenly lit in his hand, and a faint mana blew a breeze under his feet.

In an instant, Qin Yang's speed increased by more than twice, and the brush and Zhang Qian rushed into the courtyard of the earth house.

Just rushed into the yard, I saw Chen Laosan with a dozen people, shouting around his mother, and one of them pushed his mother to the ground.

Qin Yang was angry, just to be angry, suddenly felt a loud noise on the side.

Then the bastard who pushed his mother screamed and rolled around, and he did not know when he had added a dagger to his hand and directly pierced his palm.

Zhang Qian flew over, pulled away the dagger, the guy shouted again, almost fainted.

After lifting up Qin Yang's mother, Zhang Qian asked with concern, "Mom, why did they hit you?"

The mother's breath trembled, and it was half a day to speak.

"Chen, Chen Lao San's house was burned, he said that you set the fire, I couldn't help but scold him..."

Understand, things will be understood as soon as they are.

Since the day Zhang Qian entered the village, Chen Laosan has been salivating her beauty, and has long wanted to get her hands and enjoy a good turn.

But he could not be too Zhang Yang, plus Zhang Qian's hands, he had always endured not dared to come hard.

But last night his house was burned, just to give Chen a furious excuse.

He directly put the charge of fire on Zhang Qian, with a dozen people, copied the guy and killed him.

“Only by you?”

Zhang Qian looked at the scoundrels in front of her cold, and the killing intention in her heart had already swelled.

No matter who it is, as long as she dares to hurt Qin Yang's relatives, she will never let go.

However, when Zhang Qian wanted to do it, Qin Yang sighed.

"She was a policeman before, if she killed someone, this is very difficult to do, so this matter or to deal with it yourself!"

So Qin Yang blocked Zhang Qian, others thought he was a hero to save beauty, but only Zhang Qian himself understood that Qin Yang was blocking her from killing.

Qin Yang said to Chen Laosan: "Five hundred thousand, you took the half-million yuan from the Qin family without you, this thing is over, you see."

“Five hundred thousand!”

"Hahaha, your boy is really stupid and cute, you go everywhere and ask, do I eat the money I Chen Lao San eats, and the reason for spit out?"

"Then tell you, and bring out another half a million, or the old Qin family and this woman will be unlucky."

Qin Yang's fist slowly tightened, he whispered: "Well, half a million, tomorrow to you, hurry up."

"Hahaha, that's right, the timekeeper is a handsome man."

"But I don't know when the dead ghost of Qin Yang, when there was such a beautiful wife, and your righteous brother, I already knew, I cried a million."

These tyrants followed Chen Lao San slowly away in the wild laughter, but none of them noticed that death had quietly followed behind him.

Qin Yang looked at his mother's injury slightly, but fell and broke a little skin, no big problem.

Then he flashed and went into the reincarnation.

There are many small bottles in the inn, all sent by the king of hell.

This is the king of hell in order to facilitate the killing of Qin Yang, and the special soul smuggler bottle, of course, this is also the bottle of communication between him and Xiaoxian Ya.

Yala let the plague god talk, every night ugly words written on the note, put into the stowaway bottle, and then thrown into the Yellow Spring River, she had her own way to receive.

Qin Yang did it.

For the first time, he only wrote that he missed four words in the bottle.

Hmmm!

Watching the smuggler bottle drift away along the water of the Yellow Spring River, Qin Yang's heart was tense, and secretly prayed that he should not be found by Heavenly Road, otherwise it would definitely bring trouble to Yala.

The drifting bottle was released, and the killing in Qin Yang's heart suddenly emitted.

He walked out of the reincarnation in the inn and went straight to Chen Lao San's residence.

Chen Lao San is no old, no small, is a single stick, but he has a woman in the village, this woman with Chen Lao San has the power, weekdays arrogant, no one dares to provoke.

Chen Lao San's house was burned, and he lived in the woman's house tonight.

In the middle of the night, Qin Yang slowly walked to Chen Lao San's residence, the door was locked, but he could not stop Qin Yang, he gently jumped, along the wall on the second floor balcony.

The lights in the house were dim, and from time to time the sound of men and women laughing.

"Dude, have you looked at the Qin family's little daughter-in-law and deliberately burned your home?"

“Is the old man so stupid?”I like the old man to rob, burn their own home, I'm almost crazy."

"But I can tell you that I have heard that my house was smashed by a shooting star, and that it is burning up, and that tomorrow the province will send someone to take away the fragments of the shooting star that hit my house, saying that it is of research value, and that they will help me repair the house."

The woman was surprised and said, "Then you still cheated the Qin family of half a million."

Qin Yang slowly approached, the two people's voices heard more and more clearly, to tell the truth, he was no longer interested in the truth, because Chen Lao San must die.

The stumbling!

The door suddenly opened, and the dog men and women who were tumulting in the bed jumped up.

Chen Laosan quickly touched a gun from under the pillow and pointed it at the door.

"Whoever, who pretends to be a ghost in the middle of the night, believe that the old man is bomitant to you."

There was no sound at the door, and a cold breeze came in through the door.

Chen Lao San said to himself, “Is it the wind blowing?”

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