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Chapter 191 The road to fortune I want to kill you

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    As long as you make some noise that can be heard by that person, it doesn¡¯t matter what you say, just talk nonsense.  While Chen Wanrong was drinking, he listened to the villagers complaining: "Shopkeeper Chen, you are a good person. Please do your best and leave us alone for a while."

    This is also the Tang Dynasty. If it weren't for modern society, he would have reported to the government long ago.  Chen Wanrong raised his voice and said: "Brother, I can understand your mood, and you should also understand me. I have always had children, which is so rare, long live your understanding!"

    The villagers burst into laughter at first, and after they had stopped laughing, someone retorted: "Shopkeeper Chen, how expensive are you? You're not even twenty, but you're old enough to have a son. What you say is so funny!"

    Chen's Chemical Industry is well-known in Ning County, and its shopkeeper Chen Wanrong's deeds are even more commendable, and he is the talk of the town after dinner.

    "This is indeed a shopkeeper, even talking is so interesting!" The villagers' comments came one after another.

    It¡¯s nonsense anyway, whether it¡¯s true or not, it¡¯s useful.  Chen Wanrong looked like he suddenly realized: "I remembered wrongly. I am getting a wife. My wife is like a flower, beautiful and gentle. I am happy."

    Someone started joking: "Shopkeeper Chen, it doesn't matter if a woman is pretty or not, she'll look the same if she blows the lamp!"

    Immediately afterwards there were cheers and a woman¡¯s curse.

    "Without a light, does old meat feel the same as thin skin and tender meat?" Many men are thinking about this question, but no one says it out loud.

    Chen Wanrong¡¯s performance tonight was no different from singing in a big opera. He was playing drums, eating meat and drinking wine. He was enjoying himself and chatting with the villagers. It was very lively.  As long as that person comes, you will definitely know where he is.

    After chatting for almost half an hour, the villagers stopped singing the double act with Chen Wanrong. They told him to "be quiet", which was equivalent to acquiescing to Chen Wanrong's noisy, and then went to sleep at the party.

    The night was already deep. If that person wanted to come, he would have come long ago. Chen Wanrong was not that kind of wicked person. He only occasionally played the drum and made some small noises.

    The dark figure has been crouching ten feet away from Chen Wanrong, and has been lying quietly without moving.  It wasn't until all the villagers dispersed that he crouched and ran over like a civet cat.  Suddenly, a black shadow lay motionless on the ground, and someone complained: "This shopkeeper Chen came out to sing a big show in the middle of the night, making the villagers unable to sleep."

    It was none other than Zhao Xiaotian, who quickly came to the mountain bag and said: "Shopkeeper Chen, it's late at night, it's time to go back."

    "Boss Zhao, you're here at the right time. There's still wine and meat. Come on, let's drink two cups." Chen Wanrong poured the wine enthusiastically and set his chopsticks.

    Zhao Xiaotian sat down and opened his mouth to talk. Chen Wanrong raised his left index finger in front of his mouth to signal him to stop talking and said with a smile: "Boss Zhao, how about singing to the wine? What is life like? In the present of delicious food and wine, why not take a swig?"  , come on, let¡¯s go!¡± Picking up the wine glass and toasting, Zhao Xiaotian had no choice but to drink with him.

    Chen Wanrong was very enthusiastic. He pushed the chicken in front of Zhao Xiaotian and said: "Head Zhao, please!"

    Zhao Xiaotian felt a little hungry after listening to the big show for half a night. He grabbed his chopsticks and started eating and drinking.  The two of them talked about interesting things, drank wine slowly and carefully, and time passed by silently.  The dark figure held the hilt of the sword many times and finally held back.

    Chen Wanrong picked up the wine bottle and shook it, making a slight sound: "There is no more wine."

    Hearing this voice, he knew that there was still some wine, but he said there was no more wine. Zhao Xiaotian understood that Chen Wanrong was seeing off guests.  Zhao Xiaotian had no choice but to stand up: "Shopkeeper Chen, it's time to go back."

    "Boss Zhao, look, the moon is bright, the wind is clear, what a beautiful night, I still have to appreciate it." Chen Wanrong pointed to the bright moon in the sky, looking intoxicated.

    Zhao Xiaotian had no choice but to stamp his feet in anger, and then left angrily.  Looking at Zhao Xiaotian's back, Chen Wanrong poured a full glass of wine. Instead of drinking it, he lay half on the ground, holding a piece of chicken and eating leisurely.

    It wasn't until Zhao Xiaotian disappeared that the shadow quickly rushed to the mountain and shouted softly: "Chen Wanrong, today is the day you die!" There was endless resentment in the shout, and he wished he could eat Chen Wanrong's flesh and drink it.  Blood.

    Chen Wanrong was startled, stood up, and asked: "Who are you? Want to drink? Here you go!" The wine in the wine glass was poured into the shadow.  This was real wine. The aroma of wine hit his face. The black shadow didn't take it seriously and didn't dodge. It was splashed on his chest.  The long sword in his hand stabbed Chen Wanrong straight into the abdomen, and he said pitifully: "I will make sure you die."

    He would answer questions. Chen Wanrong had already thought of it, but as soon as he came up, he stabbed Chen Wanrong in the abdomen. Chen Wanrong really didn't think of it. He dodged to the left, the blade of the sword grazed his skin, and there was an appearance on his clothes.  A cut.  If he were a little slower, he would definitely be seriously injured.

    Chen Wanrong panics? has a special status in the hearts of the Tang people. Chen Wang said angrily: "Wan Rong, really, what are you doing running out in the middle of the night? A fight between ghosts can be fatal. Ah! Your neck is for ghosts  Did you pinch it?"

    This is a good excuse: "Yes! Fortunately, Captain Zhao arrived and drove away the evil spirits. Thank you, Captain Zhao!"

    Zhao Xiaotian was so ashamed that one hundred and twenty people could not accept it, and had to deal with Chen Laoshi and his wife's thanks: "Don't be so polite, shopkeeper Chen needs to rest. Just rest, don't worry."

    This matter was beyond Chen Wanrong¡¯s mental capacity. He was overwhelmed and needed a rest. Chen Laoshi and Xiao Shangrong worked together to help Chen Wanrong into the house.  Han Huahua was busy fetching water, but Chen Wanrong didn't even have the strength to stretch his arms. Han Huahua had to twist the piece of cloth and wash Chen Wanrong's face.

    Xiao Shangrong was busy taking off Chen Wanrong's shoes and washing his feet.  Ever since Chen Wanrong came to the Tang Dynasty, he had not had such enjoyment. He was really weak and could only let them toss.

    After cleaning, Chen Wanrong fell on the bed, Chen Laoshi was busy righting himself, Chen Wang pulled the quilt to cover him, looked at her lovingly for a while, then left and closed the door.

    Chen Wanrong really wants to have a good sleep without thinking about anything. It is best to forget about this matter.  Just as soon as I closed my eyes, the scene just now appeared in front of me, and I couldn't fall asleep no matter what.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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