Chapter 325: demon

"Brother, it's really not necessary to have this temper." Ling Huqiu persuaded.
Niu Youdao calmly said: "Try it."
"What are you trying? You ..." Linghu Qiu half-stunned, seeming to react, suspiciously: "Do you suspect that she knows the content of my conversation with Wei Chu?"
Niu Youdao lifted his chin toward the night outside, "See you in an hour!"
Ling Huqiu was silent. If it was n’t because Niu Youdao ’s questioning was too obvious, and just because Niu Youdao made it clear that he would try it out, he still did n’t know why Niu Youdao was so angry. !
Impatient, he had patience to wait and see.
The red sleeves on the side didn't respond a bit. What did the two people mean by a dumb, mysterious conversation? But it's not easy to ask in front of Niu Youdao.
It didn't take an hour, and after about half an hour, the sound of horseshoes came from outside. The movement of the carriage was very clear in the middle of the night.
Niu Youdao sneered, "Probably here."
Ling Huqiu stood up slowly, his expression dignified.
A carriage was parked on the road outside, Yuedie fluttered on the lighting, a lady with a gorgeous dress came, and when she saw the man in the pavilion, Lao Yuan smiled and walked quickly.
"Is it her?" Niu Youdao asked lightly.
Ling Huqiu yelled.
Niu Youdao smiled, "Since it's here, things are simple. While dozing off, some people give pillows. It's interesting."
Ling Huqiu: "Are you really so interested in her?"
Niu Youdao didn't answer, and looked at the woman coming seriously.
It really seems to have just gotten up from here, the hair is all crooked, the clothes are disheveled, and the chest is half exposed.
Although the milfs have slight wrinkles on their faces and a little loose skin, but the fundamental foundation is there, and all kinds of styles still exist, and it can be seen that when they are young, their style can indeed make a bunch of men fall down under her pomegranate skirt.
"Linghu, what do you mean, what are you doing, I'm bad at night, Yaxing." Guan Fangyi complained to Linghu Qiu when he came, and his chest was white with a bunch of flesh half exposed, under the glory of the moon butterfly Some dazzling.
Ling Huqiu turned his head towards Niu Youdao and gestured, "Don't make a mistake, it's not that I'm bad for you, Yaxing, it's him." The tone was a bit cold.
The other party could not stand Niu Youdao's intimidation, and Guo came within an hour, letting him understand that Niu Youdao's judgment was correct. The woman really knew his conversation with Wei Chu.
Guan Fangyi actually noticed Niu Youdao long ago. At this time, Founder looked at him: "This one must be Niu Youdao Niu brother, right?"
Niu Youdao smiled: "Exactly."
Guan Fangyi giggled immediately: "The Brother Niu killed the Angel, Zhu Zhuochao, and defeated the Kunlin Tree. I have been admired for a long time. Today, I saw it as a man of great beauty."
Niu Youdao said: "Those are all imaginary, and you haven't been left by you for most of the day."
Guan Fangyi slightly confided: "Oh, unfortunately, I met two little white faces today, and I will really wait for people. I can't get out of my way, so Brother Niu smiled."
Niu Youdao said: "A boy and a girl love, I love you, and I didn't do anything harmful or unreasonable, and I can't talk and laugh."
"Hehe ..." Guan Fangyi laughed, the twigs of the laughter trembled, and looked around the red smile with red sleeves, and found that the red sleeves cast their eyes on his chest, which was disdainful. "It's really rude to come to see a guest with irregular clothes. If it's not urgent, let me sort it out first."
Niu Youdao: "Wait for so long, don't care about this moment, don't worry, please help yourself."
Guan Fangyi turned away with a smile, who knew that Niu Youdao behind him added another sentence, "You can't run anyway!"
Guan Fangyi was slightly stiff, his face changed, and he greeted, "I still don't serve tea to your guests!" Then he stepped down the steps and left.
Soon there will be tea in the pavilion.
Niu Youdao explained to the tea sender, "Come on a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Okay!" The man should get down, took the tray and walked away quickly.
After a while, the pen, ink and paper inkstones were delivered, Niu Youdao sat down, dripped his own hands to study the ink, and then spread the paper, held the pen and dipped the ink, and once the stroke fell, it was white and black, and the writing was neat and beautiful.
Ling Huqiu and Red Sleeve came to his left and right, and looked at what he was writing, and did not know how hard he wrote this big night.
After the handwriting expressed the approximate meaning, Ling Huqiu and Red Sleeve looked at each other in disbelief.
By the end of Niu Youdao's last word, Guan Fangyi also came back.
Stepping into the pavilion again, Guan Fangyi was tidy and tidy, and asked with a smile: "Brother Niu, what are you writing at night?"
Ling Huqiu and Red Sleeves looked at her in unison and looked strange, making Guan Fangyi wonder if she didn't make up.
"It's nothing, just give you a future!" Niu Youdao stretched out his hand to signal that she sat down, lifted the paper in hand, blew the ink, and handed it to her. "Look, just sign it if you have no comments." "
What to sign? Guan Fangyi was curious, got something in his hand, shook it and watched it carefully.
Ling Huqiu and Red Sleeve have been paying attention to her reaction.
The two people witnessed the content written on the paper for the first time, and naturally knew what it was. If they hadn't seen it, they could not imagine it.
To put it bluntly is a deed of sale. The above probably means that Guan Fangyi voluntarily follows Niu Youdao and voluntarily becomes a slave. If he has two hearts, he will be punished.
Guan Fangyi's rose and fell quickly. At this meeting, if he wanted to ask the other party what he was looking for, he hadn't asked for the exit. Anyone would see this one.
With the sale contract down, Guan Fangyi stared at Niu Youdao and said in a deep voice: "Brother Niu, are you kidding me?"
"No kidding, what did you do when I came to find you?" Niu Youdao shook his head and handed it with the pen, "Signed, blood fingerprints printed."
Guan Fangyi said sadly and indignantly: "This is your future for me?"
Niu Youdao replied: "What's not the future? Do you think you can really be here in Qijing for a lifetime?"
Guan Fangyi said with a cold face: "I only match for the guests, only do business for the guests, not sell my freedom."
Niu Youdao: "Do you think I came to discuss with you? Do I need to discuss with you?"
Guan Fangyi Huo Ran stood up, biting his lip with silver teeth, angrily said: "Niu Youdao, don't you bully too much!"
Niu Youdao gripped the pen with and lifted it to her chest. "If you don't sign, no one in Fufang Garden can see the sun of tomorrow. If you sign, they will be fine, and you will be wronged and lose your freedom. The people who can follow you in this capital must be people you trust. Why do you bother them? "
"Even if I don't deal with you, the Golden King Mansion is not blind or deaf. I know what they already know. Maybe they will start working on you tomorrow. In this capital, is anyone willing to do the right thing for you and the Golden King Mansion? Unlike me, I have the ability to protect you, you have a heart in mind. As long as I become a person, the Golden King House will not dare to act rashly on you, at least in the capital, I dare not easily move me. "
"So it's not that I'm bullying too much, but I'm willing to help you, Qi Jing is not as enthusiastic as me. You don't have a choice, do you need to think more?" Niu Youdao reached out and grabbed her wrist to pull From now on, the pen in her hand squeezed into her hand, "You can rest assured that I will never treat myself badly, sign it!"
His words and deeds, especially the appearance of persuasion with Yan Yuese and gentle words, made Linghuqiu on the side a bit cold. At this moment, the cheap brother suddenly looked like a demon in his eyes, really eating people and not spitting bones. !
In the red-sleeved eyes on the side, Niu Youdao is like a demon tempting a poor little girl to fall into the abyss step by step.
Until now, the red sleeves still haven't figured out what's going on, they haven't figured out how things are like this. They were the two people who just met for the first time.
The pen held in Guan Fangyi's hand was trembling, and the gaze staring at the paper on the table was full of grief and indignation, and tears appeared in his eyes.
In Beijing for so many years, she has been careful, some things dare not touch, some right and wrong have always been evasive, and dared not get involved, knowing that once involved, it is very likely that it will never end, and she entertains herself with color. For many years, it seems to be beautiful, but it is very fictitious.
As a result, he was still involved.
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Niu Youdao urged: "Hurry up and sign, and it will be easier to have more nights."
Guan Fangyi turned to look at him, and said in tears silently: "Niu Youdao, you and I have never met, there is no complaint in the past, no hatred in recent days, why are you so compelling?"
Niu Youdao said: "I said it was for you. If you don't sign me or force me, I can go now. But once I walked out of this Fufang Garden, it was another group of people who came in! Is there you, I do n’t care, the chance is only this time, you can do it yourself. "
However, it was difficult for Guan Fangyi to make a decision, and she burst into tears.
"It seems that I'm struggling with a strongman, let's go, brother, let's go!" Niu Youdao waved his hand and turned and walked away.
real or fake? Ling Huqiu and Red Sleeve looked at each other whispering in their hearts, but they still followed him.
The three of them just walked down the pavilion stairs, and Guan Fangyi in the pavilion said sadly: "Stop!"
The three looked back and saw that Guan Fangyi had leaned over to lower the pen. Then he threw the pen in his hand and turned his head to send his palm to his eyes. The mouth was "poo" with a spray of bleeding mist staining the red fiber palm. Blood palms were printed on the deed of sale.
The person stood on the table, bowing his head, tears falling, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and shaking his head in disgust.
Niu Youdao walked back to the pavilion, grabbed her wrist and lifted it.
Appreciating the deed of deed, like admiring a masterpiece, it seems to be muttering, and it seems to be talking to her, "How can there be a cheap trade in this world that never asks for directions or asks for right or wrong? If you have n’t had any trouble now, you can only say that you are lucky. If you continue to do this, you will cause trouble that you ca n’t cause. Right? This is all right, you are down to earth! "