Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Xiao Er froze at the spot for a long time, but did not see the beautiful girl last night.

Why did people disappear?

strange!

"Huh?" Xiao Er returned to the inn and ran over to ask the shopkeeper, "The shopkeeper, you said, why was the girl gone last night?"

When the shopkeeper looked outside, he saw Jing Rong and others on the horse and left, wondering: "Yeah, I didn't see it, but there was a handsome little scholar in that line."

"It's really strange."

"Okay, go to work quickly."

"Hole!"

Xiao Er went to work with a towel.

But the shopkeeper was still struggling towards Jingrong's pedestrian look.

Until they leave.

Yiwu.

Zhao Jiaban is famous for "Ghost Nirvana".

The whole Yiwu is talking.

The Zhao Jiaban, which had originally fallen, was so popular.

Became a famous drama team in Yiwu, everyone wanted to watch his drama, and those who were headed to the corner also moved closer to Zhao Jiaban.

Expect to be able to act as the ghost lady and the vicious husband!

For a few days, as long as Zhao Jiaban started the show, almost every show was full.

There are even some rich people who spend a lot of money to buy a place in order to watch the show.

Therefore, the threshold of Zhao Jiaban was almost broken.

Gifts were sent here one after another.

It's full!

Either Mr. Li asked them to sing, or Mrs. Zhou asked them to sing...

Endless stream!

Gift money is more than one sum!

A gift is more valuable than a copy!

Uncle Li’s housekeeper, Da, and the spring master Tao said: “Old Master, our lord is very sincere. You take your Zhao family to a play in the house, and you can open your money.”

Lao Tao couldn't help laughing.

Have a sip of tea.

He said: "Uncle Da, my Zhao family is really busy lately. The stage is busy every night, so I really can't make time."

"But my lord really likes your play."

"Because your old man likes it, if not, I will definitely take my Zhao family to the house after making time next month."

"Will wait next month?"

"Only next month."

After thinking for a while, Uncle Da thought, "After that, I said, "Well, let me go back to discuss with my old man first."

"okay."

Uncle Da left all the gifts that he brought, and left unwillingly.

The Tao master smiled with pride and took a sip of tea again.

A little while later, a man came in and bowed and asked, "Master, why don't you agree? The price that Mr. Li opened is not low! We have to work hard for five nights to earn that money."

Old Tao narrowed his eyes. "Just say you don't know what business is? Don't even understand this."

"What does the class leader mean?" "Then Mr. Li believes in ghosts and gods very much, and it can be said to be obsessed, so our "Ghost Nirvana" is very suitable for him. He wants us to go to the other house to play But he sent people back and forth several times, and today he can send fifty-two to invite us to go, and tomorrow he will be able to send one

Hundred and two, in order to have a good heart, he will definitely hit the silver again."

It seems to be a good knowledge!

The man nodded and gave a thumbs-up. "It's still thoughtful."

Old Tao rubbed his chin and wondered: "Wait tomorrow, I'll go find Song Zhi again, and I have to ask him to write a ghost play."

"You have to hurry up that master."

"what happened?"

"If anyone knows that the script was written by Song Zhi, surely all major troupes have asked him to write the script."

Old Tao patted his thigh: "Oh, I almost forgot about this! I have to go and find Song Zhi and let him sign a contract with my Zhao family. So good talents can't be dug by other troupes. gone."

He hurried to Song Zhi.

And this time, Song Zhi was selling vegetables at the market.

Early this morning, he pulled a few cabbages from his vegetable garden and sold them.

I have been sitting all morning, and a cabbage has not been sold successfully!

I can’t blame him. I can only say that the cabbages are too ugly, dry, and covered with mud, which makes them unpalatable.

A few people came to ask the price, but he was holding the book while reading, without looking up, he said, "Five penny money."

"This cabbage is dirty, three penny."

He continued to read, and returned: "Ugly is a little uglier, but just pulled from the ground, fresh."

"Wrinkled like this, where is fresh?"

"Can you see the surface by looking at something?"

"Then do you sell?"

He thought about it, put down the book, looked at the dried cabbages in front of him distressedly, and raised his head to say to the woman, "You are so persistent and somewhat similar to me. Well, three texts is three texts. ."

The woman frowned, why did she feel so strange?

But in the end, he paid for the cabbage.

One after another, he also sold out the cabbage in his hand with three pennies, holding a few pitiful silver, picking up empty baskets and preparing to go home.

But when he passed a bookstore, he stopped again.

"Song Zhi, Song Zhi, you can't buy a book anymore today!" he told himself, resisting the urge and gritted his teeth to continue walking.

But in the end, he stopped impatiently.

Put the empty basket in your hand outside!

The mud on the feet was cleaned before I entered.

He walked around for a while, picked a poem, and paid all the money he got from selling cabbage.

come out.

can--

My empty basket was gone.

"Hey..." He sighed.

He planned to look again, wondering if it would be taken away by the naughty children nearby.

But in the distance, I saw the Tao master.

"Mr. Song!" Lao Tao shouted far away from him.

"Master Tao?"

"But I can find you, why are you not at home, come here?" Tao master sweated.

Song Zhi said: "I come out to sell vegetables."

"What other dishes do you sell! The script you wrote is a mess, you are going to be famous in our Yiwu."

"Oh!"

Oh?

Song Zhi was obviously calm.

Master Tao was stunned for a moment, then grabbed his hand and said, "Go and go, I have something to talk to you about."

Song Zhi asked seriously: "But what about silver?"

"Uh!"

"I have almost finished the bag of rice you gave last time, Master Tao, you are really sending charcoal in the snow."

"That one……"

"What's wrong? But it didn't sell well? But didn't you just talk about it?"

Master Tao smiled: "You go with me first, and talk about Yinzi together."

"That line, just..."

"Just what?"

"I don't know who took the basket of Chinese cabbage. Let me find it."

"That basket won't be worth a few penny. I'll give you one later."

"but……"

"Don't be so, just go around!"

The Tao master dragged him to Zhao Jiaban.And Song Zhi still missed his basket, after all, he was used to it.