"Is it you who touched me? "Ji Rufa's voice was very dull and he could not hear any fluctuations.

Nie Wushuang took back the Qinglong Sword, sat down opposite Ji Rufa, stared at Ji Rufa, and said nothing.

Ji Rufa's brows were deeply squeezed into the middle, thinking for a moment, and asked, "What is the relationship between you and Chen Xuanyu's brothers?"

Nie Wushuang said: "Employment relationship."

Fu Xuesong slowly walked to Nie Wushuang and said, "I'll go out first."

Nie Wushuang waved his hand and said, "Old Fu, wait."

Fu Xuesong said: "What's wrong?"

Nie Wushuang stared at Ji Rufa and said, "I don't care what method you use, spit out blood. The account between you and Lao Fu will be cleared."

Fu Xuesong didn't say anything.

Ji Rufa's pupils contracted and said, "You are so arrogant? What I am representing is my Qingfengju's face. Qingfengju represents the lord of Luoshuicheng. You have asked this to not take my Luoshuicheng seriously? You are sure to make this grudge with me Luoshuicheng? If you take a step back, I will not have happened today."

Nie Wushuang sneered and said, "You have said so much nonsense, I will ask you: Do you bear the beating?"

Ji Rufa stared at Nie Wushuang with an expressionless face. After looking for a while, his pale lips suddenly opened and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the purple jade table.

Nie Wushuang nodded, turned to look at Fu Xuesong and said, "Old Fu, your blood cannot be in vain."

Fu Xuesong's heart was ups and downs, but there was no expression on his face. He nodded to Nie Wushuang and turned around and left.

Nie Wushuang inserted the Qinglong Sword into his back with a squeak, pointed at Chen Xuanyu's brother and said, "Let me find someone to heal their injuries."

After waving with Ji Rusha, two or three guys entered the house and carried the unconscious Chen Xuanyu and his brother out.

Sitting face to face, he did not wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Nie Wushuang whispered: "Does the people in Qingfengju like to see blood when they talk?"

Ji Rufa's face changed again and again, and he said, "What is your intention?"

Nie Wushuang said: "Chen Xuanyu broke your Qingfengju wine pot to borrow the mouth of your Qingfengju shopkeeper and spread some news for her."

Ji Rufa's face turned blue and red, and he said, "What is your relationship with Linghu's brother?"

Nie Wushuang said, "Linghu brothers?"

Ji Rufa's eyes rolled and said, "Yes, your siblings and Linghu are really just hiring relationships?"

Nie Wushuang nodded and said, "They hired me to be their entourage, thirty cents of copper coins a day."

Ji Rufa almost spit out another mouthful of blood when he heard it. He pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know that their punishment was an order issued by the city lord himself?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Nie Wushuang's eyes and said, "What does this have to do with your city lord?"

Ji Rufa took a deep breath and said, "Well... You are not unaware of what their siblings are doing when they come to my Qingfengju, right?"

Nie Wushuang said, "I know, aren't you just looking for the shopkeeper of your Qingfengju to help them to recognize your siblings and return to their ancestors? Oh? I understand, the ancestor they want to recognize is the lord of your Luoshui City?"

Ji Rufa said in surprise: "Since you know the reason, you still have to participate?"

Nie Wushuangqi said: "Whether you help or not is your business, I don't care, but you can't break the legs of both of them?"

Ji Rufa said: "I said that the order was issued by the city lord."

Nie Wushuang said angrily: "No one can do it!"

Ji Rumato took a deep breath and said, "Have you never heard of this saying that the soul becomes a ghost cultivator, and the earthly affairs should not turn back?"

Nie Wushuang looked at Ji Rufa and did not speak.

Ji Rufa said: "Whenever you enter the ghost clan and become a ghost cultivator, people and ghosts will have different paths, and never interact with relatives in your previous life, in order to avoid being entangled with worldly love and unable to practice with peace of mind."

When Nie Wushuang heard this, the color on his face gradually changed: "Who said this?"

Ji Rufa said: "All ghost cultivators are like this. The Lord Linghu died seven hundred years ago. By chance, he practiced the ghost clan's martial arts. Now, seven hundred years have passed, and tomorrow will be the Lord Linghu's ghost birthday. The matter between Linghu's siblings, Qin Sanpang told me that I personally asked the Lord Linghu how to deal with it. The Lord Linghu said: Break your legs, throw them outside the city, and die for yourself!"

Nie Wushuang's expression changed drastically and he said, "So, all the ghost cultivators of the Ghost Clan are like this?"

Ji Rufa frowned and said, "This is the rule of the Ghost Clan. Otherwise, cultivators from all races will join the Ghost Clan and practice the Ghost Clan's martial arts, and will still be involved in the previous relationship. How can the ghost clan have any necessity to exist?"

Nie Wushuang said angrily: "I ask you if all ghost cultivators in the entire ghost clan must abide by this rule?"

Ji Rufa said: "Yes, when practicing the ghost clan's martial arts, life and death are the ghost clan members. Only by rebelling from the clan can they be qualified to consider whether they want to recognize the love in their previous life, but whether they recognize or not depends on themselves."

Nie Wushuang looked anxious and asked, "According to what you said, the ancestor that Linghu brothers want to recognize is the city lord of Luo Shui City. Hasn't he already rebelled from the ghost clan?"

The trick says: "Yes."

Nie Wushuang was furious and slapped the purple jade round table with gold edges beside him to pieces, and shouted angrily: "Then why should he not recognize Linghu's brothers?"

Ji Rufa's face looked complicated. I don't know why Nie Wushuang was so angry. He stared at Nie Wushuang who was suddenly angry. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Nie Wushuang suddenly sat back on the round stool, suppressed his anger, looked at Ji Rufa, and then recovered after a while and said, "Since that's the case, it seems that I should go to the city lord."

Ji Rufa nodded: "Yes."

Nie Wushuang said: "Is it wrong for you, Qing Fengju?"

Ji Rufa shook his head and said, "I just learned about this. After hearing that Manager Qin scolded Master Fu, Master Fu came to slap Qin Sanpang in the face and then left with you. Qin Sanpang did not notify me of the matter, but only informed the guards who were cultivating in Qingfengju at that time, so this result was achieved."

Nie Wushuang said: "What do you want to deal with Ji Gongzhu?"

Ji Rufa said: "You are not as good as a person. If you can, you can avoid it. You can't see the depth of your cultivation. Because of this, I don't want to spend my life for no reason. However, you want to give me an explanation for Qingfengju, but you don't need to explain to me. Qingfengju is the property of the Lord of Linghu. I can pass on the message for you. You will negotiate with the Lord of Linghu. After all, this involves the descendants of Lord of Linghu."

The meaning of making the right way is very simple: I just work, so you can negotiate with my boss yourself.

Nie Wushuang pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, in this way, it will make Linghu brothers and brothers know that the ancestor they want to break their legs is the one they want to recognize; tomorrow I will bring Linghu brothers and brothers with me. Since he is the Lord of the City Birthday, it will be rude to not worship the city!"

When Nie Wushuang said this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Tomorrow, I want to see what kind of face does this Ghost King City Lord who doesn't even recognize his descendants in seven hundred years?"

He took out three pure white invitations with black edges from his arms. With his spiritual power, the three invitations instantly engraved the names of Jing Yun, Chen Xuanyu and Chen Mo. Then he handed the invitation to Nie Wushuang and said, "This is the invitation to the central hall for the birthday of the city lord tomorrow. If you have this invitation, you can get started. I will be there at that time. Welcome to you."

At this time, a friend came in and told Linghu that his brother and sister had been cured and was waiting in the carriage at the door.

Nie Wushuang stood up, squinted his eyes and said, "I'll have a good move to attract trouble to the east, and use a knife to kill people. The master will be in the future." After saying that, he ignored Ji Rufa, who looked pale, turned around and went out, and left.

Ji Ruwa sat in the private room, looking at the purple jade table in front of him that was slapped by Nie Wushuang, and said to himself: "I know it's a trick, but I'm not afraid at all? I want to see, facing dozens of Yuanying tomorrow, will you dare to be so arrogant?"

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Nie Wushuang drove the carriage, but the carriage was the same as before.

The Linghu brother and sister sat in the car with a serious look on their faces. At this time, the curtains were rolled up, and the brother and sister happened to see Nie Wushuang's broad and stout back.

None of the three of them spoke.

After Nie Wushuang drove the carriage to an inn where ordinary mortals live, Chen Xuanyu arranged accommodation, and the three of them lived in three rooms respectively.

Nie Wushuang had just returned to the room and sat down when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Chen Xuanyu's face turned pale. After pushing the door and walking into Nie Wushuang's room, she looked at Nie Wushuang sitting at the table, and she also sat over.

Nie Wushuang looked up at Chen Xuanyu. Although her chubby face was a little pale, she still looked a little cute.

Chen Xuanyu took out two invitations with pure white and black edges from her arms, put them on the table, and said in a low tone: "I think I'll forget it if I recognize my ancestors and return to my hometown." In the tone of her speech, there was regret, unwillingness, fear, and loneliness.

Nie Wushuang looked at Chen Xuanyu, pushed the invitation back to Chen Xuanyu, and said, "Whether to go or not, it's up to you."

Chen Xuanyu said: "Don't you persuade me?"

Nie Wushuang looked at the chubby face and smiled and said, "This is your own business."

Chen Xuanyu asked, "Who are you? Jing Yun?"

Nie Wushuang curled his lips and said, "Yes, Jing Yun."

Chen Xuanyu was silent for a while, picked up Chen Mo's invitation from the table, and tore it violently for a few times. The invitation was torn into pieces of paper. She looked at Nie Wushuang and said with a begging look: "If I have any length and shortness, please take care of my brother for me." As he said that, he took out a red sleeve bag the size of a palm from his arms and put it on the table, saying: "I know, you definitely don't like these silver coins. In addition to three taels of gold and some scattered silver, there are five low-grade spirit stones, which are all my current possessions, and I will give you."

Nie Wushuang stared at Chen Xuanyu for a long time, reached out and took his red sleeve bag over, and said, "For a entourage who only costs thirty cents a day, this is a great asset."

Chen Xuanyu said: "Thank you, Brother Jingyun."

Nie Wushuang shook his head and said, "No thanks."

Chen Xuanyu said: "Even if I die, I will ask the ancestor if my Chen Xuanyu is flowing on my body. Is it the blood of his Linghu family?"

Nie Wushuang closed his eyes and said, "Then you should be called Linghu Xuanyu?"

Chen Xuanyu shook his head and said, "Dad once said that after the Linghu surname became the lord of Luoshui City, the whole family would not be required, and the surname was changed to Chen."

Nie Wushuang said: "Why is the surname Chen?"

Chen Xuanyu said: "Because the ancestor's wife is surnamed Chen."
Chapter completed!