Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Song Zhi stood up and walked back several steps.

A little distance from the Tao class leader.

He lowered his head and insisted: "Song knows Master Tao's mind and knows that you are for my own good, but let me think about it and answer you again."

Old Tao frowned and sighed. It was not good to persuade anymore. He had to say, "That's all right, but if you want to promise me, you must think about it."

"Sure."

So Song Zhi left.

Staying there for a while, you might be forced to paint by Lao Tao.

That still makes?

Master Tao was not good enough to pull him again, so as not to be counterproductive. He only hoped that Song Zhinian had signed the contract on the past. If it was given away by another troupe, wouldn’t it be a loss?

The official came in and asked, "How is the class leader? Mr. Song signed it?"

"He has to think about it."

"Also think? Which story Lang has this treatment?"

Tao Master sighed again, and ordered: "Anyway, you stare at it, don't let those troupes find Song Zhi."

The answer is: "Okay, I will stare here!"

Just go out.

As soon as Song Zhi left the door of Zhao Jiaban, he was relieved.

He took the five or two pieces of silver in his arms and went to the street, preparing to buy some chai rice, oil, salt, vinegar and tea. At least he had to fill up his stomach. If he had extra silver, he would buy clothes and tiles.

Counting the money all the way, he had arrived at the grocery store.

I wandered around for a while, and the rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea were all selected.

"One or two silver." The shopkeeper said.

"Okay, this will give you money, don't worry."

Song Zhi took out the silver and opened his coarse cloth bag, just about to pay—

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind him, a hand stretched out in front of him, and grabbed him with a silver cloth bag.

Pull hard!

The heavy five or two silvers were robbed from him.

Those five or two silvers haven't figured it out yet!

He was stunned and hadn't reacted yet.

Stand in place for a while.

Until the shopkeeper of the grocery store patted him on the shoulder and said, "Master, your money was stolen."

Stole?

"Damn!"

He spread his empty hands and patted on his thigh.

Finally reacted.

"Catch the thief!"

He quickly carried the robe to chase.

The people who robbed the silver quickly ran forward in the crowd, walking vigorously.

In the end, Song Zhi is a scholar. He usually walks slowly and slowly, and no one walks fast even when he runs.

c "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" he shouted desperately with his throat.

But out of breath!

sweating a lot.

The people around were indifferent. What they should do, as if they didn't hear him shouting.

After all, Song Zhi's voice is too soft!

He walked through the crowd and chased a short distance, watching the little thief run away...

Is about to disappear.

My fifty-two silver!

How much money did I get from the book I wrote day and night.

The cooked duck flew like this.

He stopped, gasping for the stake next to him.

No more chasing, no more chasing.

——

A figure flew from a distance, and the coming person kicked on the back of the little thief.

Very ruthless!

"what!"

The thief threw himself on the ground after screaming, just turned over and kicked one foot to his chest, pressing him to the ground.

"Uncle forgiveness."

Jing Rong's eyes flicked: "I haven't handed over the things yet."

"Hand over, I'll hand over."

The thief took out all the five or two stolen silver.

Jing Rong grabbed the silver and weighed it a few times.

Not much money!

At this time, Baiyin had already rode over, and when he was off the horse, he pulled the thief up and scolded: "Be honest."

"Uncle forgive me, I don't dare anymore, I beg your uncle for life."

"I'll send you to see you later, and I'll keep you for ten or eight years."

"Uh!"

The little thief snapped.

Song Zhi ran over breathlessly: "This...this..."

Leng did not say a word.

Jing Rong looked at the gentle, plainly-dressed man in front of him and asked, "Is it yours?"

"Yes... much... thank you for this strong man."

"Look at it."

Jing Rong handed him the silver.

Song Zhi took the count and said: "Fortunately, fortunately, no less."

Relaxed!

Jing Rong: "It's better if you don't have less, be careful later."

"Yes, thanks to the brave man."

"No need to thank."

Taking advantage of Bai Yin's inattention, the little thief finally turned around, turned around, and ran away.

Baiyin was about to chase and was stopped by Jing Rong, whispering, "Forget it, after all, it's not a big advent here, so be careful."

"Ok."

Song Zhi took the silver, waited for a while, and bowed to Jing Rong, thanking him again and again: "The strong men help each other to get the silver two back, and there is really no return."

Jing Rong said: "It's just a matter of raising hands, but in the future you should pay attention to it yourself."

"For sure."

Ji Yunshu was in the carriage, and when he heard something outside, he leaned out and looked around.

I saw what Jing Rong and Bai Yin were saying to a man. The man put his hands in his shirt, and he was very polite. Although he didn't wear well, he could still have his style. , I always feel that there are some similarities as if I have seen them somewhere.

After Jing Rong and Song Zhi said a few words, they explained that Bai Yin was staying in a nearby inn.

The carriage team stopped outside the inn, Ji Yunshu got off the carriage, and the feeling of landing on the feet was really relaxed.

She was dressed in men's clothing, and she looked beautiful. Naturally, she attracted a lot of eyes. In addition, she was dressed in a big way.

Jing Rong said: "Let's stay here tonight."

Ji Yunshu nodded: "Well."

When several people were about to enter, Song Zhi came over and asked, "How many heroes do you want to eat?"

Ok?

how?Do you want to join the table?

Jing Rong frowned lightly and deliberately pulled Ji Yunshu behind him. Then he asked, "Do you have anything else?"

Song Zhi sincerely smiled and said: "Fangcai Zhuangzhe took back the money for me. I would like to invite you to a meal as a thank you."

"It's said that it's a handy effort, don't be so polite."

"If you want it, it should be a heart underneath." Song Zhi holding the silver in his hand, ashamed, "Although it is a little silver, but everyone can afford a meal."

Jing Rong repeatedly quit, but Song Zhi insisted on inviting them to dinner.

It's hard to persuade you!

Jing Rong had to accept it, but he told his men to eat at another table.He also simply ordered a few vegetarian dishes, but neither meat nor wine, lest the scholar's five or two silvers be eaten out.

Ji Yunshu looked closely at Song Zhi in front of him. The man was gentle and gentle, and he behaved very well, even with a bit of laziness.

Song Zhi asked: "Is everyone a great person?"

Jing Rong nodded: "Yes, who came to do business." "Oh!" Song Zhi whispered, "Good business, good business."