Chapter 572 Mr. An 3

Chapter 572

Xue Xiaobao had a cold face and shouted, "Dead fat man, can you still move?"

After resting, Fatty Meng regained a lot of physical strength. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's going on? It's annoying to scream."

"Nima, the opportunity for revenge is coming." Xue Xiaobao rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Revenge?" When Fatty Meng heard the revenge, he got up from the ground and asked, "Who?"

"Mountain God! He is right here. Hey hey, I can't stand the excitement. Fatty man, he thought about selling you for wine at the beginning. This old guy once wanted to kill us. Pick up the account book, and it's time to pay the bill. Xue Xiaobao said with a bad smile.

Meng Pangzi's eyes lit up and shouted excitedly, "Oh, my God, good and evil will eventually be rewarded. This old boy also has today.

Next, the two began to look for the mountain god all over the house, but they looked around and didn't find the mountain god. Fatty Meng reminded, "Xiaobao, do you think this old boy is easy to face?"

"Of course, it's easy. Let's go and find the mountains and seas." Xue Xiaobao said and headed to the second floor.

In front of the elder of Nangong and the old man with white beard, Xue Xiaobao told the matter. When the old man with white beard learned about this, he personally helped Xue Xiaobao identify people.

The immortal man, the old man with white beard, knows it. If you see an unfamiliar face, you will definitely find it.

After searching, it was finally determined that a very young monk, the old man with white beard had never seen this person. Xue Xiaobao and Meng Pangzi looked at each other and smiled, rubbing their hands on the man.

Without saying a word, he lifted his sleeves and punched and kicked. Before the man could react, he was beaten unconscious by a stormy fist.

The two did not stop because the man was in a coma. Instead, they became more and more excited. The man seemed to have become a tool to vent. Xue Xiaobao and Meng Fatty vented their depression.

The old man with white beard can't stand it anymore. This is simply the behavior of a thug. As soon as he left, Liang Yongjing came. Looking at the people who Xue Xiaobao and Meng Pangzi beat him, she was very puzzled. He asked, "Xiaobao, why did you hit others?"

"Ah, you rested last time, and be careful not to splash your blood." Xue Xiaobao said, but he didn't listen to the movements in his hands.

Liang Yongjing saw that the man's face had turned into a pig's head. He sighed feebly and turned away.

"Fuck, you and the old bastard almost died." Fatty Meng gasped and cursed viciously.

"Do you think you are changeable and I can't recognize you? Daydreaming, I beat..." Xue Xiaobao scolded and beat at the same time.

The mountain god thought that he followed Xue Xiaobao and others back to Yangjian without knowing it, but the appearance of Mr. He An made his wishes fail.

Tired of fighting, Xue Xiaobao and Meng Pangzi sat on him to rest. After a good rest, they continued to fight. I don't know how much hatred there is between them. If you can't kill people, why be so humiliated?

The reason why Xue Xiaobao treats the mountain god like this is that they have a hatred between them. If the mountain god returns to the sun, the disaster will be endless, so Xue Xiaobao will not let go of the mountain god.

Now the mountain god has only half of his life left, and he will fall in a few days. Meng Pangzi proposed, "Xiaobao, let's carry this immortal out and die in a dirty place here."

"Okay. Carry it out and let him live and die." Xue Xiaobao answered, and he and Fatty Meng walked out with the mountain god.

With a drop, the mountain god lay flat on the sea, and the scorching sun baked his body.

Xue Xiaobao and Meng Pangzi clapped their hands, looked at each other and smiled, and walked away shoulder to shoulder.

The mountain god has been solved, and Mr. An has cooked the rice. Xue Xiaobao and Meng Pangzi never knew how to be polite. The gods and demons Xue were extremely polite when eating, and the posture of holding bowls and chopsticks was also a little strange. It was not the opponent of Xue Xiaobao and Meng Pangzi. The wind swept away the rice in the pot.

"I'm full. Oh, it smells so good." Xue Xiaobao picked his teeth and came to the hall step by step. He found any place and fell asleep.

On the second floor, Mr. An is discussing matters with Elder Nangong and Old White Beard.

"Something has changed. You can't leave here for the time being." Mr. An said lightly.

"You...you..." Elder Nangong was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He was about to break his pocket and scold, but he didn't dare. He felt very uncomfortable.

The old man with a white beard felt very aggrieved and asked, "Mr. An. Haven't we already talked about it? Why change?"

Mr. An smiled and said, "I mean to postpone it for a while, and it won't change."

"Oh, so it is. I don't know why Mr. An postponed it back. Is it..."

"As for the reason, you don't have to ask more questions. The agreement between us is still in force. I warn you that in my house, you'd better behave yourself, or don't blame An for being unkind. After Mr. An finished speaking, he got up and left.

"I dare not." The elder of Nangong and the old man with white beard got up to see each other off. They didn't dare, and their posture was very humble.

Fate is in the hands of others, and they can't keep a high profile. They suspected that Mr. An's move must be Xue Xiaobao playing tricks. Even if they know, there is nothing they can do about Xue Xiaobao.

Mr. An found Xue Xiaobao and said that it was better to chat than to discuss things.

After drinking wine, the two talked a lot. Generally speaking, they talked happily. Mr. An prefers Xue Xiaobao's character and his good temperament. Love and hate are clear, and revenge will be avenged.

Mr. An appreciates his character very much and chats happily. From Xue Xiaobao, he has gained something. Xue Xiaobao was fine anyway. He chatted with Mr. An and was in a good mood.

But the two of them chatted happily, but the old man with White Beard and Elder Nangong couldn't sleep at night. After repeatedly speculing their intentions, the originally simple chat became a conspiracy as soon as it was speculed.

"Xiaobao, I have something to ask for. It may be a little too much. Now I'm going to make amends for it." Mr. An got up and arched his hand.

"Hey! Wait a minute. If you think it's too much, you'd better not open your mouth. I'm afraid that others will give me this. It's polite, but it's actually a calculation. If you treat me as a friend, you can say it directly. If I can do it, I will promise. If I can't do it, don't blame me. Xue Xiaobao quickly left a way out for himself.

"Okay, okay. An likes your straightforwardness. Then I'll say it directly." Mr. An said, took a sip of wine, and then said, "To be honest, I have something on my mind. Please help me fulfill my wish."

"Helping others is a pleasure, kindness, that's what I say. You can say it." Xue Xiaobao said shamelessly.

"I want to return to the world and make up for the mistakes of my previous life." After Mr. An said this, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"Well, the ghost king will also return to the world. You also want to return to the world. Haha, what's going on? The immortals and demons in the world are going to return to the world. Are there any treasures in the world? Xue Xiaobao laughed.

"Xiaobao, what I said below is true." Mr. An said seriously.

"Oh, I know you're telling the truth. The ghost king returned to the world in order to fight for a breath. I think you returned to the world for love. The content of our chat today is all about love words. I can see that you have been suffering from lovesickness. Xue Xiaobao said with a straight face.

"Yes, I have been suffering from lovesickness." Mr. An looked gloomy and gradually fell into meditation.

Xue Xiaobao didn't disturb him. He drank a little wine and thought about his mind.

Mr. An's facial expression is sometimes sad and sometimes happy. Xue Xiaobao shook his head slightly and sighed, "It's another poor man trapped by love. As long as you are a human, you can't escape a word of love after all.

Mr. An woke up from meditation. He rubbed his temples and said, "My request is very simple. Please help me find a person with the same birthday as me. I want to borrow the corpse to return the soul."

"And then." Xue Xiaobao asked casually.

"Then the people around you can leave here." Mr. An said.

"Well, after chatting for a long time, I thought I had found a bosom friend, but I didn't expect it to be the same. I'm sorry, you don't trust me, and I don't want to work for you. Xue Xiaobao put down his glass and said, "Thank you for your wine."

"Xiaobao, I know it's embarrassing for you to do this, but I really have no other way." Mr. An explained.

"Can't you trust me once? It's your own problem. You don't need to make excuses and say goodbye. After Xue Xiaobao finished speaking, he walked away.