"I don't have that much blessing..." When I talked about this little prince, Bai Wuqiu's expression became strange. He became speechless and stopped. He took a bowl of soup handed over by Pijiang and drank it in one sip. Then he said: "Just just treat him as a relative of mine. In my previous life, I owe him... What kind of soup? How can I get the starch? This soup is not soup, what's the thing about soup or soup..."

Seeing Bai Wuqiu changing the topic, Sun Desheng smiled slightly, picked up a chopstick and put it on the black big man's plate, and said, "After eating, I will arrange for the trip to the capital. Don't worry, you, except for us, don't tell anyone that you have gone down the Demon Mountain. When will you find your noble, and when will I arrange for you to go back to the Demon Mountain?"

"Yeah, that's it..." Bai Wuqiu swallowed the pork strips and continued, "Don't worry, little fat man, I can't treat you badly... After returning to the Demon Mountain, I asked me to say to the old guy and give you 30,000 yuan. I'll give you a few pills to build a long life, so that you can live for 180 years. What else do you want? Just tell me that except for the Demon King who can't give you, there is nothing that can't be given to the entire Demon Mountain. If you like the ladies on the Demon Mountain..."

"It's not that meaningful..." Seeing Bai Wuqiu talking more and more, Sun Desheng hurriedly stopped him. Fatty Sun smiled and said, "It's not me that I can serve you, Your Majesty, that's the blessing I have cultivated for three lifetimes... How can I get the benefits of serving Your Majesty the Demon King? I haven't thought about it..."

"Look at others..." Bai Wuqiu looked at the Fagu and Pijiang behind him and continued: "He is a person and knows that he is willing to do things for me. That is the blessing his father has cultivated for him. Let's look at you two brothers..."

Che Qianzi, who was standing beside him, couldn't listen anymore, so he turned to Wu Laoer who poured wine to Bai Wuqiu and said, "Have you heard the two people last night?"

Wu Laoer said with a smile: "Just telling you, they are both disciples of the casual cultivator Wan Chai. Wan Chai was originally named Qian Guangzu, and his family's magic was passed down. Because he was worried about being investigated for details, he gave the pseudonym Wan Chai. Qian Guangzu is not a good thing. A few years ago, he used the Five Ghosts Movement Method to steal the savings station in Huaiyin. Because the number was huge and the loss was not found, it was reported to the special office at that time...

Because the impact of this incident in the local area was extremely bad, Gao Liang came down to handle the case himself. Finally, Qian Guangzu was blocked at the entrance of Huaiyin. Because Qian Guangzu had more than a dozen lives on his hands, Gao Liang did not politely shoot him... "

When Wu Laoer said this, Che Qianzi looked back at Sun Desheng. Fatty Sun nodded slightly when he saw it. At this time, Wu Laoer continued: "This kid's magic is not weak, and he is already a figure at their age. Unfortunately, he met you brother..."

Che Qianzi ignored Wu Laoer's flattery. After thinking for a while, he said, "Their masters died at the hands of Fatty Gao. This matter is inconsistent... Then to be honest, there is no connection with the religious committee?"

"From now on, at least there is little connection..." Wu Laoer turned around and looked at his room and continued, "But these words were said by their brothers themselves. I have never seen Qian Guangzu, nor his apprentice. I have never seen the master's wife they said. Everything is said by others and has not been confirmed. I never take it seriously..."

"When I go back to the capital, let Gao Ju and the others check it. Now we are in Xishan, so there is so much we can do." Sun Desheng said, then glanced at his watch and continued, "Wait for Qiao Yidao to come back, wait for the emperor to finish eating, let's leave... In the morning, brother, I contacted the train and booked a carriage. The train departed at three o'clock..."

After hearing Sun Desheng's words, Bai Wuqiu was not interested in continuing to eat. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "There is another thing. Please help me think about it... This time I go down the mountain, and I will find a half demon...Pijiang, what is your little brother's name?"

"The rumor is called rumor refuting. It is a half-demon born to my mother and the person who accidentally broke into the demon mountain..." Pijiang was a little embarrassed, but he dared not answer Bai Wuqiu's words. He continued to say: "After my younger brother was born, the demons in the demon mountain could not tolerate him. My mother threw him to the foot of the mountain and was taken away by the people passing by. My mother is seriously ill now and is thinking about the children who were thrown outside the mountain back then. Knowing that our brothers were with His Majesty down the mountain, we asked us to find a way to take him back..."

The fasting interface standing behind Bai Wuqiu said, "It's not that easy. There are tens of thousands of people in the world now, one and a half demon are in it, as if water has dripped into the sea. How can I find it..."

Listening to the tone of fasting, he did not accept this younger brother. Che Qianzi rolled up his eyelids and looked at him, saying, "That's not necessarily. The water droplets can't be found when it enters the sea. But there is still a way to find the half demon in the crowd... Fatty, don't we know a half demon? We are also under the banner of Wu Mian's son..."

Hearing the last half of Che Qianzi's words, Bai Wuqiu suddenly burst into laughter. He patted Che Qianzi's shoulder and said, "The man who went up the mountain was Wu Mian-hahahaha. The two of them thought they were my uncles, so they put them on them and came out as a child. Finally, they held their son and bragged on the demon mountain. Didn't they see, this is my son born to me and Wu Mian... When I sent the child down the mountain, I bit my fingertips and wrote Wu Mian's son on the child... At that time, I was not on the mountain, and after I came back, I was shocked. When I was about to take the old lady down the mountain to find my uncle to reason with me, I calculated the time. At that time, we were in the same Buddhist temple. How could my uncle have that time to play as a son? When I asked about his appearance, he had a big beard... Hahaha, what did you say? Monkeys eat flower rolls - quite twisted..."

"Huajuan is OK..." Although I knew in my heart that Wang Jun could not be his brother, Che Qianzi was relieved when he heard Bai Wuqiu's words. He looked back at Sun Desheng, and the two of them smiled bitterly at the same time.
Chapter completed!