Chapter 182 The fat man knows the murderer

Luo Bing pressed the fat man to sit in the main seat.

The two pushed and gave way, and Xiao Tian felt sad when he saw it - the fat man just talked about the situation after saying goodbye, but he didn't say a word about what he had suffered. Looking at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the beard on his face, it was estimated that he had a difficult life in the past three years.

Thinking that it was all that implicated him, his guilt and sadness filled Xiao Tian's heart for a moment.

He shook his head, drove these unpleasant emotions out, and shouted at the fat man, "Fatty, don't treat Luo Bing as an outsider. Luo Bing never regards herself as a prince!"

Fat: What's going on? I don't understand...

Xiao Tian thought for a moment and took Yueer's hand: "This is the person you really need to please - Her Majesty of the Elf Kingdom, my girlfriend. - Yueer, show your true face and let the fat man see!"

Yue'er blushed, patted his hand, laughed and scolded, "Devil Xiao Tian, stink Xiao Tian!"

She scolded, but her heart was sweet: this was the first time that Brother Tian officially admitted that he was his girlfriend.

Xiao Tian pulled Yueer's shoulder seriously, looked into her eyes, and said affectionately, "Yeer, I used to be sorry for you. If you don't dislike me, a human life expectancy is too short, I am willing to accompany you for a lifetime!"

The young man's handsome face was affectionate, and his bright eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of water mist, making his eyes look affectionate and confused.

The surroundings suddenly calmed down, and all the hot eyes stared at Yueer expectantly.

Yueer's eyes turned red, and her big clear eyes gradually filled with moisture: "Brother Tian, you know, I have never disliked you..."

Two rows of pearl-like tears slid down the girl's white cheeks and fell into the wine bowl on the table, splashing a crystal splash.

Xiao Tian panicked for a moment, took Yueer in his arms, and comforted her incoherently: "Don't cry, it's my fault. I'm not good. Ah, by the way, I'm going to beg Master that he can live 300 years, and I can live 300 years old, so I can always be with you."

Yan Duoduo had tears in her eyes, but with a smile on her face, she scolded: "Fool!"

I don't know if she is scolding Yueer or Xiao Tian, or scolding herself?

"Smile, smile!" Luo Bing coughed heavily twice

Only then did Xiao Tian realize that he was holding Yueer?

Since the two met, even in the silence, they only held hands at most. This time, they actually hugged Yueer in front of everyone to comfort her.

What's going on?

Xiao Tian himself didn't realize that he had changed a lot since he found the fat man.

I always thought that Lei Shuang was the most important thing for him. When he found the fat man, Xiao Tian's heart was really calm. There is another kind of person in the world who is your brother, and he will never leave you.

He looked around at the brothers who smiled at each other and picked up the glass: "Come on, for brothers, for love, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Xiao Tian was so drunk that he didn't know how he got back to the dormitory.

He only knew that all his brothers rushed up and toasted him one by one, congratulating him on finding his long-lost brother.

These guys are holding cups and have many names:

"Cheers to the reunion of the fat brother and the boss after a long separation!"

"Cheers to the boss's true feelings to Yueer!"

" boss, a toast, I wish you a happy meeting!"

" boss, a toast to you and wish you and Her Majesty grow old!"

"Brother, I would like to thank you for your brother's benevolence and chivalry for saving our lives!"

"Xiao Tian, let's have a toast!"

" boss, a toast to you. You also saved my life back then."

"Cheers to world peace!"

"Cheers to all races and harmony!"

"Brother Tian, I, I also want to have a drink with you... Don't you drink? I don't care. If you and they drink, you won't drink with me. Just now you said that you will stay with me all your life, and now you don't even drink a glass of wine with me... Whoo..."

Xiao Tian doesn't know how many cups he drank, but he only knew that in the end, everyone drank three cups for the good weather tomorrow...

Strange, how do they know that the weather will be fine tomorrow?

Xiao Tian, with a splitting headache, opened his eyes, and the bright sun shone on the ground through the window.

The window was open and a cool wind blew in, which suddenly cleared people's minds.

Next to Qingwu's ** spread a compost meat - the fat man spread his face to the sky and his limbs, sleeping soundly, and drooling on a pillow.

Xiao Tian ran over barefoot and wanted to scratch the soles of his feet, but before he reached over, he was dizzy by the smell of his feet.

There was nothing he could do, Xiao Tian had to scratch his armpit instead. This move should also work. I remember that the fat man used to be most afraid of people scratching his arm. As long as Lei Shuang moved his hand and didn't wait to scratch him, he would laugh like mud.

Sure enough, as soon as his hand touched the fat under the fat under the fat man's armpit, the fat man jumped up like an electric shock: "Who? Who!"

When he settled down and saw that it was Xiao Tian, he took a breath and spread himself to **: "Brother Tian, don't scare people, okay? People are going to scare people to death!"

Xiao Tian smiled and patted his trembling belly: "Let's go. I won't go to class today. Wash your face. Let's have breakfast."

" boss, I have something to tell you. Let's go to the Dan room first." The fat man blinked and said very seriously.

The two hurriedly washed up and came to the Dan room.

"I know who killed Grandpa and Uncle Xiao." The fat man looked at the ray of sunlight shining into the room from the skylight and said in a low voice.

With a shout, Xiao Tian only felt that his brain was hot, and the blood all over his body was boiling and burning. He was short of breath, rumbled in his ears, unconsciously clenched his fists, and heard his hoarse voice asking, "Who?"

The fat man looked down at somewhere in the Dan room: "The thunder is far away."

"At that time, it had been nearly half a year since you disappeared..."

The fat man arched his waist and got into his chicken coop. He remembered that there were several silver coins hidden in the corner of the chicken coop.

For half a year, he has practiced the golden element formula given to him by Xiao Tian. The fat man felt that he had made rapid progress. There was a way to use drugs to help practice. The fat man decided to buy some medicine to try it.

His hand pulled out hard in the dark chicken coop.

Strange? Do you remember it was in this corner? Do chickens also steal money and go out to spend it?

A round thing, an egg. The fat man is happy. No wonder a chicken doesn't lay eggs these days. It turns out that they all came down here.

He put the eggs on the ground outside the chicken coop, reached out and continued to touch them. Soon seven or eight eggs were piled up at the door of the chicken coop.

The hens paced outside, flapping their wings from time to time, turning a blind eye to his behavior. This little master often sneaks in and out of the chicken coop, and they are already used to it.

A rooster came over warily and saw that the chubby guy just touched in the chicken coop and did nothing wrong with the hen. This did not seem to have any impact on its status, and the rooster gave a long cry in his neck with dissatisfaction and walked away.

The chicken coop is stinky and the chicken feathers are flying. The fat man's hand touched the small oilcloth bag, and he was overjoyed, yes!

"What kind of person?! Oh, Xiaomin, see the lord of the city!"

Huh? Didn't grandpa go to the mountains? Why did you come back suddenly? Lord of the city? What is thunder doing here?

The fat man's hand stopped and listened:

"Well, get up." It is indeed the sound of thunder.

"Huh? What are you looking for, city owner... ah!" Father Xiao's sharp screams stopped abruptly.

The fat man threw down the cloth bag and was about to get out of the chicken coop.

At this time, he heard the city lord's whisper: "Old man, I'm not killing innocent people indiscriminately. I just blame you for coming back at the wrong time."

Grandpa! The fat man sat in the chicken coop, and his buttocks were wet and sticky. It was chicken shit.

The chickens clucked, and the rooster crowed particularly fiercely, accompanied by the sound of flapping its wings.

The rooster's cry suddenly stopped, but the hens' cry was much louder, cluttered, running around and flapping their wings, accompanied by leather boots slowly making the sound of stepping.

The fat man heard his heart pounding and pounding. His throat was dry and his mouth was full of bitter saliva, but he did not dare to swallow it.

"Where is that little fat boy?" He heard the lord of the city talking to himself.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the chicken coop, click!

Hiding in the dark chicken coop, the fat man saw the big feet in black leather boots stepping on the eggs he had put before.

Transparent egg white, golden egg yolk flowing out, and the boots are sticky everywhere. The hens shouted louder, clucking in panic, and the chicken feathers flew.

The boots wiped the vacant land next to him with disgust, and a hen rushed over and splashed, and a bubble of dung just spilled on the boots.

The sword made a cry in the air.

Boots alternately disappeared at the door of the chicken coop. The footsteps gradually faded away.

These eggs and this chicken saved his life.

The oil cloth bag in the fat man's hand fell down. He swallowed a mouthful of water and poked his head out of the chicken nest and looked out:

A rooster fell not far away, and several hens ran around in panic, hiding somewhere safer.

The clothes have been coldly sweated* and stuck to his body coldly. The fat man tremblingly moved his eyes to the house with difficulty.

Grandpa lay face up at the door, with a pale face and blood all over the ground.

Chopin drilled out of the chicken coop and hurriedly hung a big cut in his clothes, but he didn't care. He ran to Grandpa's side and knelt down and reached out to find his breath.

Father Xiao has been out of breath for a long time. The sword cut the aorta on the neck. The wound didn't seem to be big, but it had killed the old man in more than ten seconds.

The old man's eyes were wide open and he couldn't close his eyes. One hand pointed in the direction of the courtyard gate. Chopin, who is familiar with Grandpa's temperament, understands that this is Grandpa's quick escape.

It's getting late, and the gate will be closed if you don't run.

He clenched his fist, went to the chicken coop to take out the bag of silver coins and began his escape career.