"I won't tell you."

Chen Yang laughed loudly, "Just be honest and sleep for another twelve hours."

While laughing, he moved his feet and stretched out his fingers.

At this time, the stall owner's resentment was much weaker than last night. He was destroyed by Chen Yang before he could fully come.

Since he couldn't resist, he simply stopped resisting.

The stall owner ignored Chen Yang's pointing finger and sneered: "It's useless, you can't kill me, how many times can you defend me."

"I am immortal and have abilities. You can play with me to the end."

Chen Yang was too lazy to say anything more to him, so he just nodded.

"Pa~"

The resentment dissipates.

The stall owner complained that even the words "I will be back" were gone before he could say them out.

"Wow~"

Gao Ming led a group of detectives to look for him, and happened to see Hu Yan spitting mud at Chen Yang's feet.

He moved away in disgust and asked: "Sir, why are you here? Let me find you easily."

"nothing."

Chen Yang didn't bother to say more about how he complained to the stall owner again.

As the stall owner complained, as long as Chen Yang couldn't kill him, this matter would never be over.

Temporary obstruction is of little significance.

In this world, you can only commit a thief for a thousand days, but there is no way to guard against a thief for a thousand days.

"I......"

"......who is it?"

"Who are you?"

Hu Yan looked like he had been spoiled, with a look of confusion on his face.

He was now even more embarrassed than before, but he looked even more pleasing to the eye.

His eyebrows were open, his expression was peaceful, and there was no trace of resentment, and he looked comfortable.

"The resentment is exhausted."

Chen Yang looked at Hu Yan with great interest and then looked away.

Complaints are never about things, only about people.

Resentment can be consumed, but the character of mind that caused the resentment will not change as an individual.

Sooner or later, the recovery will be as good as before.

"What's up?"

Chen Yang asked Xiang Gaoming.

Gao Ming nodded and signaled, and his own policemen dragged Hu Yan away. He stayed beside Chen Yang and whispered:

"found it."

Chen Yang paused and said with a happy face: "Where is it?"

Gao Ming said awkwardly: "I don't know yet."

"Um?"

Chen Yang was confused and frowned.

I found it again, but I don’t know yet.

This clever guy is so brave. Do you dare to play tricks on him?

Gao Ming's brows were clear and he immediately saw that something was wrong with Chen Yang's expression and quickly explained the matter.

It turned out that they did not find the evil mirror, but found the previous owner who owned the evil mirror.

He was a middle-aged scholar who had an old wife and a daughter at home.

My old wife has been bedridden for nearly ten years.

My daughter has reached the age of getting married.

The middle-aged scholar originally worked as a teacher for a wealthy family, and he also made a living by writing letters for people in the market.

The old wife's illness was brought from her mother's womb and could not be cured. She could only continue to use ginseng and other powerful medicines to prolong her life.

My daughter is getting married soon, and the dowry has been prepared in advance.

However, this time Longmen County suffered a disaster, and the whole family of a wealthy family died, depriving the middle-aged scholar of his main income.

There are far fewer people on the streets, and the business of writing letters and papers is no longer available.

The old wife fell ill again, and the middle-aged scholar reluctantly rescued her by selling all his daughter's dowry.

Now, it costs money to continue medical treatment for the old wife, it costs money to buy a new dowry for the daughter, and it costs money to keep the family alive.
Chapter completed!