It’s a pleasure to scold.

But you still have to carry the pot.

I couldn't help but curse my predecessor a few more times: It's really not a thing!

To lick a woman from a brothel?

Not licked yet!

Although it was his predecessor who did it, Li Suijiu couldn't deny it. Looking at the expression of the black cat following him, 'suspiciousness' was already on his face.

The first thing that comes is [Shura Bureau]!

This debate meeting is really dangerous.

Li Suijiu thought for a while, and murmured in a low voice in a voice that Qian'er could hear: "Qian'er should know that I miss you, but we have rarely seen you in the past three years.

Qian'er also met her just now. She does look similar to Qian'er. It's not that she wants to be Qian'er, but she just wants to express some lovesickness.

Listening to her call "Jin Lang", it's like Qian'er and I meet in a dream.

But this was a mistake in the end. Now let’s be careful. If we have Qian’er by our side in the future, why would we need such a coquettish bitch? So we scolded him and cut off all contact with him!”

"Meow~"

The black cat meowed.

There was obviously more guilt in the voice.

I haven't really met Jin Lang in the past three years. Jin Lang missed me and missed me, so he found a charming bitch. But can I blame Jin Lang?

Jin Lang is definitely not wrong!

It was that charming bitch who was wrong. How dare you seduce me, Jin Lang?

Thinking of this, the black cat got closer and rubbed Li Suijiu's calf with his body, but his intention was to say to him: "Qian'er shouldn't be like this."

Li Suijiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and continued to move forward.

How could this little Shura Bureau be so hard on me?

After walking a little further, we came out of the half-mile trail, and finally saw an unprecedented grand event.

The setting sun is shining, the red lights are hanging high, the crowds are surging, and the voices are laughing.

There were small paper boats floating in the river, with candles lit on them, because there were too many of them, just like a river of stars hanging in the sky.

This debate was a cultural gathering organized by Mr. Yang himself, so the people naturally came to join in the fun.

Even though you can’t enter the inner chamber of the Literary Society, you can always gain some edification by listening to it.

Naturally, they brought the children at home together and played in groups. In this way, there were some selling wooden horses and wooden swords, and peanuts, melon seeds, preserved fruits, and candies were also indispensable.

As for the rugged man holding a sign and writing about ingots, candles, coffins, and sesame oil, he seemed a little awkward.

It is Bi Twelve.

Li Suijiu really didn’t know how this guy saw him.

He actually waved to him with a smile on his face.

After thinking about it, he walked over and said hello: "Brother Bi, I'm so interested. Are you selling coffins here?"

"Daxian prohibits raising evil spirits privately." Bi Twelve did not answer Li Suijiu's question, but grinned and said this inexplicable sentence.

Li Suijiu was stunned for a moment and replied: "This is in Yinhua City. Brother Bi, have you ever seen any evil spirits?"

"Daxian prohibits raising evil spirits privately."

"???"

"Daxian prohibits raising evil spirits privately."

"..."

Li Suijiu left.

Bi Twelve stood there, grinning, but did not pursue him.

We took a few steps forward.

Then he saw Guyu also holding a sign, standing on the roadside, blinking at him.

"What's the matter?" Li Suijiu asked.

"Daxian prohibits raising evil spirits privately." Gu Yu replied.

"..."

Li Suijiu left again.

The one I saw this time was Tong Xiaotang.

Since most people from Fu Shan Tang are here, Ji Qingzhu should naturally come too.

Li Suijiu walked up to Tong Xiaotang and asked directly before Tong Xiaotang could speak: "Where is Ji Qingzhu?"

"Daxianjin... Oh, you mean the shopkeeper? She's waiting for you in front." Tong Xiaotang reacted mid-sentence.

Immediately, he thought it was time to finish his sentence: "Daxian prohibits personal privacy... Huh?"

Li Suijiu left.

Didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence.

Finally, in front, I saw Ji Qingzhu, dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat.

Naturally, she was also holding a sign in her hand.

Li Suijiu walked over with the black cat. As soon as he got closer, Ji Qingzhu spoke first: "Daxian prohibits private breeding of evil spirits."

"I know, so what?" Li Suijiu got straight to the point.

"Do you want to lift them together?" Ji Qingzhu did not act like Bi Twelve and Gu Yu, but handed over the cards in his hand.

"I won't lift!"

"Oh, Li Huaijin won't do it?"

"???"

There is indeed something wrong with this woman.

However, Ji Qingzhu's words did let Li Suijiu know her [purpose].

In order to make her give up.

Li Suijiu decided to express his position: "I am a scholar. I may become a scholar after this autumn. Now I am famous in Yinhua. Do you think I will sell coffins with you?"

"It's true that he is famous in Yinhua, but if he is not really talented, he still has to watch tonight's debate. I quietly tell Li Huaijin something. Today's problem is [Debate of Ghosts]."

"Huh?"

"If Li Huaijin can overcome all opinions and make people no longer afraid of ghosts and evil spirits, then he can take Nie Xiaoqian with him and no one will care about her."

"What if it can't be done?"

"If you can't convince everyone, how can you support yourself privately?"

"But she didn't harm anyone." Li Suijiu replied.

"Oh...where's Zhao Si?"

"Qian'er said that she didn't kill Zhao Si."

"How to prove it?"

"What if it can be proven?"

"Also."

Li Suijiu won’t ask any more questions.

Because he already knew what Ji Qingzhu meant.

1. Won the ‘Ghost Debate’ at the [Debate Conference].

Second, prove that Zhao Si was not harmed by Qianer.

Just get one of the two.

"Meow~"

The black cat looked at Li Suijiu.

Obviously, Qian'er felt that these two things were impossible to accomplish, and she seemed a little guilty.

Li Suijiu touched the black cat's head, and then a bright smile appeared on his face: "Shopkeeper Ji, you must keep your words."

"Of course, I, Ji Qingzhu, always keep my word." Ji Qingzhu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled back.

Want to win the ghost debate?

Is it possible?
To be continued...