"Is it so serious? Even my wife can't bear to see it? If it's true... wouldn't it be that my uncle is going to lose his soul?" Hua Chenluo still didn't want to hurt Jing'er's relatives.

"Brother-in-law, sometimes you are too kind. Do you know the difference between a human and a corpse? Humans are alive and have emotions, but corpses are cold and stiff. If there is a corpse that has life and emotions like a human,

Then he is a corpse monster!" After saying this, Huali pulled out the sword from his back. The sword shone with a cold light and was definitely stained with blood. It was estimated that Huali had polished it just now.

"Oh! Brother-in-law, what are you doing standing still? Go quickly!"

Hua Chenluo was holding this ancestral portrait of the Heavenly Master as if he was holding a time bomb. He couldn't stand steadily for a few steps and finally stumbled into the house.

"Haha... you... take a look, madam, what did your brother say this time? He also knows to give us a painting, so come on, since my uncle is an elder, why not give this painting to your uncle as a meeting gift.

"Hua Chenluo doesn't know how to lie. When she spoke, she even turned her mouth to one side, which looked extremely unnatural.

"Give it to me? I'm a rough guy. I don't know how to appreciate it like you literati. I appreciate it. I'll be satisfied if you can treat my uncle Jing'er well."

Seeing that her uncle refused to accept it, Dong Beier quickly persuaded her: "Ms. sir, I see that my uncle is a lover of wine. You will give him a few jars of our home-brewed wine soon. However, since my uncle is here, I just happened to catch it.

Then how about asking uncle to take a look first?"

Dong Beier winked, and Hua Chenluo quickly handed the rectangular sandalwood box to Uncle Jing'er.

He just kept staring at the sandalwood box without moving, making the dust fall so embarrassing that his waist was sore. Dong Bei'er was a fox fairy, and she was also taboo about not being able to get close to the treasure inside, so she quickly stood up.

I went to the outhouse on the pretext of giving them hot food.

Could it be that he saw that the paintings here were exquisite? Huachen Luo thought.

"Uncle, please!" he said respectfully.

The uncle's thugs gradually approached the knob of the sandalwood box. Hua Chenluo didn't notice it. At this time, a cloud of blood appeared in the uncle's eyes, and the blood filled his eyes.

As soon as his hand touched the foot of the sandalwood box, there was a sudden tingling sound, and then a stream of green smoke came out of his uncle's hand, as if it was being burned by fire. He gasped in pain and quickly retracted his hand.

Come back.

"It's so nice to paint...I...uncle can't afford it, so you and your wife can keep it. My uncle is drunk today, so if it's really inconvenient, we can keep him. We have a long time to come, so let's say goodbye!" After saying this, the uncle didn't even wear a coat.

Just push the door open and go out.

"Hey? Uncle? Uncle? Don't leave. Sit down for a while. Chenluo will even drink with you!" Even after Hua Chenluo and Dong Beier got drunk, they learned to behave honestly.

Acting, in fact, he was eager to send his uncle away as soon as possible.

Without saying a word, his uncle rushed to the door of Huachenluo's courtyard in an instant. Huali hid the sharp sword behind him and stared coldly at his uncle who was about to break through, waiting for Dong Beier's order.

But at this moment, Jing'er in the west room was still asleep and ran out when she heard her husband yelling.
Chapter completed!