"Sister Qingmei, it's not the Ancestor Festival today. Why did the second in command suddenly burn paper money?"

In an inconspicuous mansion in the outer city, Yin Minghong was burning paper money in the yard. The off-white paper money flew into ashes on the flames, and the steaming smoke seemed to depict the scene of another world.

Rong Yao, who was dressed in a gray face, stood by the door, watching Yin Minghong's actions curiously. He was here to go on a mission with Yin Minghong today. When he came here early, he naturally felt strange - who would burn paper money early in the morning?

"Minghong is worshiping our brother of different surname." Mu Qingmei sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the burning fire, showing a reminiscent expression: "Brother died three years ago, and today is his death day."

"By the way, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a tea."

Rong Yao shook his head and pointed to his dress: "I'm dirty now, so it's hard to get in. I'll just stand here."

"Then you go and take a shower in the back."

"This is a disguise." Rong Yao smiled bitterly and said, "I am now an escape slave in Jing Mansion. When I am operating outside, I may meet people I know, so I have to get dirty so that they can't see it. Moreover, there are actually quite a lot of people who know me in the outer city."

"Why?" Mu Qingmei asked curiously: "Are you a celebrity?"

"It's not a celebrity, but I used to be responsible for going out of the house to purchase ingredients, and then..." Rong Yao was a little unspeakable: "Because my parents gave birth to good children, my aunts would treat me especially favorably when they saw me. After a while, many people remembered me."

Mu Qing was shocked: "It's true, then why don't I give me preferential treatment when I go shopping for vegetables? I'm pretty too!"

Rong Yao was so amused and laughed: "Well... as the saying goes, the opposite sex attracts each other, my aunt may prefer a good-looking man like me."

"Hey? Is it because you are so handsome that many people remember?" Mu Qingmei looked at Rong Yao for a long time and shook her head: "But I think you are just ordinary."

"My sister Qingmei is very knowledgeable, so she naturally doesn't like my stinky skin." Rong Yao smiled. He glanced at Yin Minghong and asked again: "Is Sister Qingmei much better looking at the second in commander than me?"

"Yes!" Mu Qingmei blurted out, but when she noticed Rong Yao's smile-like eyes, she blushed and defended: "But he is just like this, he is still dark, his eyes are scary, and he shouts loudly when eating...at most he is a little handsome than you, just a billion."

"real!"

"If you smile, just talk with me."

Rong Yao immediately stopped smiling - Medical Officer Wen Hong told him that he should not mess with Mu Qingmei. Xuan Zhu Baiye's chief combat power "suppose others with strength" Mu Qingmei's title is not for nothing. Many of Yin Minghong's injuries were created when he was "discussing" with Mu Qingmei.

Rong Yao quickly changed the subject and said, "Why is the second in command burning books?"

I saw Yin Minghong tearing off the pages and throwing them into the flames.

"Ah, that's "The Legend of the God of Fire". My elder brother was a hardcore fan of "The Legend of the God of Fire". Before he died, he told us that he would burn the latest volume of "The Legend of the God of Fire" for him every year on his death day."

Rong Yao nodded and said again: "Why is the Second Head of the Army burning the magic cards?"

Yin Minghong threw a stack of magic cards into the flames.

"Ah, my elder brother was one of the ten extraordinary poker players in the War Card Pavilion during his lifetime. Before he died, he told us that he would burn a set of War Card Cards for him every year after the war card version was updated."

Rong Yao nodded, and after a while he couldn't help but say again: "Do your elder brother still like to read pornographic albums?"

I saw Yin Minghong tearing open a erotic album. Rong Yao felt very excited when he took a look. He wanted to ask Yin Minghong where he bought it.

"Ah, although my elder brother does like to read it, he thinks that since paper money will become real money when it is burned down, these albums may become real women when it is burned down." Mu Qingmei shrugged: "Brother was still a virgin before he died. He felt that he was timid, loves playing cards and reading novels, and he must be a childlike ghost when he is dead. So before he died, he told us that he must burn beautiful picture albums for him every year - but if this is really useful, he would have no time to do anything besides making kids with hundreds of beauties."

Rong Yao finally couldn't help it: "Your brother had told too much before he died!?"

"Yes, after all, the eldest brother was killed by Minghong himself."

Suddenly a gust of wind broke out in the yard, and the flames suddenly became vigorous and danced wildly, swallowing the paper ashes. Rong Yao looked over and found that Yin Minghong had been looking at the flames calmly. His appearance became a little distorted in the evaporation of the flames, like a ghost and a god.

"You didn't continue asking." Mu Qingmei supported her chin with both hands: "Do you know about Xiao Jiushan?"

"I heard about it three years ago when I was in Jingfu, and Medical Officer Wenhong also told me some." Rong Yao carefully said: "So, your elder brother... was the water boat that led the riots of Xiaojiushan workers back then?"

"Well, brother, Minghong, I, the three of us grew up together, learn together, practice together, and join Bai Ye together."

"The incident of Xiaojiushan caused a great shock in Xuanzhu County back then. After all, there were too many people who died." Rong Yao said: "According to rumors, Shui Xingzhou is a hero who is righteous and does not fear power and fights against tyranny..."

Mu Qingmei laughed, "Brother must have died, and I didn't expect that his reputation after he died was so much better than when he was alive. He was famous for being a coward, and sometimes he would cry on the spot if he couldn't play cards. Several times he was bullied, and Minghong and I went to help him find a place."

"Don't look at me talking about my elder brother now. That's what we use to laugh at him. Except for his age, he is not as good as us. He just skips his numbers and reads novels when he practices, runs out to play cards, and fights no one can beat him. In many cases, he is the elder brother who needs our care."

"But he loves you very much." Rong Yao said.

Mu Qingmei was silent for a long time before she said slowly: "I was not in Xiaojiushan at that time, and Minghong didn't say much, but I thought I could think of what happened - they killed the elders of the Jing family. At that time, the Jing family had already found He Yangjun and decided to bloodily suppress the miners of Xiaojiushan. Surrender was only a long torture. They couldn't even escape. The only way was to let someone defect to the Jing family with Xiaojiushan's credit, so that the riot would have at least a little meaning."

"How could a man who is so timid, bear such a blood-sea hatred?" Mu Qing's eyebrows tilted his head: "I blamed Minghong for a long time after he came back - but later I also understood that Brother would rather die than face the suffering Minghong suffered over the years."

When Rong Yao's face changed slightly when he heard such gentle statement, "I blamed him for a long time."

He remembered that Medical Officer Wen Hong said that Yin Minghong was almost beaten to death three years ago, and there were many comminuted fractures all over his body. It took him a full week to get out of bed. As for who was the one who was the one who was given, Medical Officer Wen Hong didn't say it, but this information was connected to the "Don't mess with Mu Qingmei".

At this time, Yin Minghong no longer threw anything in and burned it. There was no combustible material, and the fire slowly fell down, and soon there were only a few small flames left.

"Brother."

Yin Minghong sat upright in front of the fire and said softly: "I'm going to make an important decision today."

"Maybe it will lead us to destruction, or it may produce miracles."

"Just like you woke me up with a slap in the past, brother, please make up your mind."

Hurry!

The breeze blew, and the embers exploded, and the fire that was about to be extinguished suddenly burst out with flames more than one meter high, gorgeous and fleeting.

"I understand." Yin Minghong stood up, took out the red ribbon and wrapped it in his hand: "Brother Rong, let's go."

Rong Yao, dressed in a rough man, bent down and saluted: "I'm waiting for a long time."

...

...

The meeting place is Damen Stone Street.

Damenshi Street is a famous bustling street in the outer city, a century-old garment shop, Xuanzhu old snacks, Dongyang jewelry... There are food, clothing and beauty, and the prices are not high. Even ordinary families can grit their teeth and come to Damenshi Street for "luxury". Many children's childhood dream is to eat and drink in Damenshi Street.

It is very reasonable for Yin Yin to set the meeting place on Damen Stone Street. There are crowds of people here, so you can easily escape even if anything happens. But similarly, Bai Ye can easily install spies here, and even some shop owners on Damen Stone Street are Bai Ye Walkers.

Rong Yao followed Yin Minghong ten steps away, pretending to be a coolie who came to Damen Stone Street to find a job, and was not conspicuous at all.

After looking at the pocket watch, it was about to reach 9 a.m. Yin Minghong followed Yin Yin's instructions to come to Friends to buy a cup of coconut milk.

But three days ago, Bai Ye had already sent someone to be an apprentice at Friends, and there were also White Night Walkers monitoring it nearby, which can be called a net of heaven and earth.

Even if a child suddenly sends a message to him, the others will follow Yin Minghong!

I paid, bought a bottle of coconut milk and finished drinking it.

Yin Minghong looked at the empty bottle in front of him and fell into deep thought.

He was released from the plane by...the ninth voice?

At this moment, a commotion suddenly sounded at the intersection of the street. After a while, an empty human rickshaw suddenly pulled to the door of Friends. The rickshaw was a bit strange, with a wide seat, and the coachman actually had three people.

The driver with a towel on his left shoulder patted Yin Minghong on the shoulder: "Mr. Yin, are you going to take the car?"

"I..." Yin Minghong was slightly stunned and immediately understood: "Yes."

"Get on the bus." The middle coachman said happily: "Your friend spent a lot of money to let me take you. Don't worry, our Scud team will definitely send you as fast as possible. Next time you call a taxi, you can go to the car shop and call us, we are the fastest team to pull carts in Xuanzhu County--!"

The coachman on the left: "Fly!"

Middle coachman: "Mao!"

The driver on the right: "Legs!"

Yin Minghong got into the car, glanced at Rong Yao behind him, and signaled him to follow him.

The speed of the human resources rickshaw is just like that. After all, it is pulled by a human. How fast can it go? Others can easily keep up. Yin Yin’s arrangement this time is meaningless, and he made a mistake.

"Hold on it, sir!"

Just as Yin Minghong was thinking this way, he suddenly felt a strong sense of pushing his back and saw the rickshaw take off in a row!

It's really a scud!

The scenery on both sides quickly retreated, Yin Minghong held the handrail tightly with both hands. He even felt that he might be thrown out if he was faster - this speed was almost the same as a car!?

About four or five minutes later, the rickshaw slowly began to slow down and finally stopped at a certain alley. "Sir, we're here!"

Yin Minghong quickly jumped out of the rickshaw and looked at the three drivers with fear: "Your car... is really fast."

"Of course, we are a professional team-"

"fly!"

"hair!"

"leg!"

Then the coachman said, "According to your friend's entrustment, you will know what to do when you arrive here. So sir, I wish you a good journey."

When the rickshaw left, Yin Minghong looked around and cursed in his heart.

He walked along the alley well and turned left and right, and soon came to a lane with few people reaching high walls.

That's right!

It was the alley they met last time!

There is even a red brick in the middle of the alley!

Yin Minghong went over and picked up the red brick and asked, "Yin Yin?"

A familiar gentle male voice came from the wall next to it: "Hey? Yin Minghong, are you here? It seems that the scud is really fast..."

Yin Minghong pulled the corner of his mouth: "I'm going to come here to meet in the end, why do you want me to buy a bottle of coconut milk at Damenshi Street?"

"Have you ever drunk honey pork tea?" "Yinyin Yin" suddenly asked a strange question.

Yin Minghong was stunned: "Drink."

"Do you think coconut milk is good or honey pork tea is good?"

Yin Minghong thought for a while: "Coconut milk."

"Oh, you have a bad taste." "Yinyin Yin" sighed: "Then, the chat has ended. It has been ten days since the Baiye headquarters should also make a decision on my cooperation suggestions? Should I break up or start over?"

Your statement is strange... Yin Minghong was silent for a moment and said, "No, Bai Ye headquarters did not make a decision on your suggestions."

‘Yinyin Yin’ seemed surprised: “Then… give you some more time? Ten days are not enough, how about thirty days?”

"No need." Yin Minghong said with his back on the wall: "The headquarters handed over the decision-making power to the Xuanzhu branch, and the branch handed over the decision-making power to me. I can now directly decide whether to cooperate with you."

"It sounds like a separate pot, pushing the pot layer by layer, and then pushing it to you, the little pawn, and letting you take full responsibility..."

Yin Minghong said in a deep voice: "If I make a mistake in decision-making, Xuan Zhubaiye is willing to go to the underworld with me."

The alley suddenly became quiet.

After a while, 'Yinyin Yin' said, "I have already said what should be said. I have also done what should not be done. So, please give your reply, White Night Walker."

“Whether it’s like-minded or parting ways, I just need one result.”

Yin Minghong said, "Before this, I want to ask you a question first, Yin Yin."

"Excuse me."

Yin Minghong looked at the wall, his eyes as if he was about to penetrate the high wall, and saw the figure standing on the other side—
Chapter completed!