As soon as he heard the voice that was like the eunuch who was holding it before the emperor, Nalan's brows frowned and spat gently on the ground: "What a bad luck! Such a skinny dog ​​that hit the door in the morning..."

He jumped off the wooden board with agility shaped like "玉". Xiang Youbao casually put the thin bamboo roe in his hand on the edge of the dry pond. Looking at Nalan with an unhappy expression on his face, he asked in a low voice: "Junior sister, who is here? Why do you look at your unhappy look?"

Squinted his eyes, Nalan gave Xiang Youbao a fierce look: "Like you, you come to make trouble without invitation!"

Without waiting for Xiang Youbao to react in a dumbfounded manner, Nalan turned her head and walked towards his room, slamming her backhanded heavily on the door.

With the huge movement when Nalan slammed the door, Master Na Jiu quickly came out of the house. While walking towards the door where the sound of smashing the door was constantly making noises, he responded with a loud voice: "Here you come... You can smash the door gently, my door is not strong!"

As Master Na Jiu opened the door, a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and jacket with a smoke-like face hung a pair of Yun Zheyue, who was smoked by the smoke, shouted in his voice: "Na Jiu, you said you were not even able to open the door. How capable do you expect the insects you served to be?"

He barely showed off a smile, and Master Najiu slapped the middle-aged man with a smoky face: "Derberale is lucky! Why are you free to have a walk today, a small family?"

Sighing out of your nostrils, Debele, with a cigarette on his face, yawned a big yawn, then pushed away the Najiu Master who was blocking him, and walked into the courtyard with his own words: "I not only have free time, but also money! I heard that you have served a few scorpions with broken tails and cracks here, and I just came over to take a look! If you like this, maybe I will be kind enough to reward you for your big boys and buy you two scorpions to feed the birds!"

He reached out and took out an exquisite enamel snuff bottle from the small purse hanging on his waist. Deberle used his little finger with long nails to knock out a little snuff from the snuff bottle, and put it under his nose and sucked it hard, and sneezed up to the sky: "What's the smell in this yard?" I said Na Jiu, after all, your ancestors have worked as a vague person for the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion. Why are you getting more and more obsessed when you are in your lifetime? Leave no nonsense, where is the scorpion? Take it out and ask me to take a look?!"

Squeezing out a smile, Master Na Jiu beat De Beller again at the yard: "I have raised a few scorpions at home to play with it. Just like De Beller you said - the tail-breaking pliers are limping, you specified that you look down on..."

With his eyes squinted, De Beller spitted heavily on the ground: "Bah! The autumn insects are about to be around now, and you are still hiding with your father. Are you planning to hide your two insects in autumn insects and go up to grab the first prize this year?"

Without waiting for Master Na Jiu to reply, De Beller seemed to have not seen the leopard standing by the dry pond, and walked straight towards the scorpion jars placed on the edge of the dry pond: "Don't say that Master Beile bullies you! Even if you serve the scorpions, no matter how well you serve, you can't resist so many players in Sijiu City fighting you seriously! Besides, with the gold and stone in Master Beile's arms, how many scorpions you serve will be useless!"

He turned slightly, and the leopard stood in front of DeBelle just right, and showed an extremely honest smile at DeBelle: "Master Bell, please leave a step! You pay attention to rules when serving insects. Today is the day when new soil is placed in dry ponds, and it is taboo to collide with strangers!"

With his arms raised, DeBeller looked up and down at Xiang Youbao with disdain: "Who hasn't clamped his crotch tightly? He exposed you? Get out of here!"

She smiled calmly, but Xiang Youbao stood in front of De Beller: "I can't tell, you, Mr. Beller, is in great interest. You like to see it in your crotch? Still the same sentence, the rule of serving insects, today, you are covered with new soil in the dry pond, and it is taboo to collide with strange people!"

The eyelids suddenly slid, De Beller made a fuss, waved his hand and hit Xiang Youbao in the face, shouting, "I'll hit you..."

Before the scolding fell, Xiang Youbao raised his hand slightly and gently grabbed DeBeller's wrist. He twisted and pushed it with all his strength. DeBeller, whose whole body had lost balance, suddenly seemed like a hen that was suddenly alarmed, stumbled out with his arms and crashed into Najiu's arms.

He stabilized his body, and De Beller immediately pointed at Master Najiu's nose and shouted: "Okay, Najiu! I have a stylist at home, and I dare to fight with Master Beier? No, I'll say that, I'll pay back the money immediately!"

He bowed to Debel awkwardly, and Master Na Jiu whispered helplessly and said, "Children are ignorant. Debel is a lot of adults. Don't follow the children! Why are you so unsightly? Why don't you bring a chair for Debel quickly?!"

Looking at the helplessness obvious in Master Na Jiu's eyes, Xiang Youbao nodded silently, moved a chair to the yard, but was still blocked by the dry pond, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at Debel who was pulled down by Master Na Jiu.

He smiled carefully and said softly. Master Na Jiu reached out and patted the dust on DeBeller's clothes that did not exist at all. He took the teapot on the edge of the dry pond and poured a bowl of tea for DeBeller: "Master Bell first drink water to press the fire. Isn't it just that you want to see those scorpions I serve? Is it just that I plan to change the soil in the dry pond here, and the several scorpions I serve were also packed in the scorpion jar, I will get it for you now..."

It was obviously emptying his body by the big smoke. De Beller, who was pressed on the chair by Master Najiu, gasped and drank a few sips of hot tea. He threw the empty tea bowl in his hand on the ground, pointing to the several scorpion jars that Master Najiu brought to him and shouted: "Don't think of getting sloppy with me! I poured them all into the dry pond for me, let me see carefully, don't think about taking some boots and scorpions to fight with me haha!"

With helpless agreement, Master Na Jiu could only open the scorpion jars made of purple bamboo silk, and put the scorpions that had just been put into the scorpion jars back to the dry pond where a new layer of soil had just been sprinkled with.

He suddenly stood up from the chair, De Beller took a few steps, raised his legs and stepped on the edge of the dry pond, widening his eyes at the scorpions that were put into the dry pond again.

Players who serve scorpions know that although the scorpions raised in scorpions jars have been majestic, because of their small living space, many scorpions raised in scorpions will habitually cross their tails, and even have long legs on one side of the body, while the other side's legs slightly atrophy, and they will crawl slowly, or even crooked.

Such a fighting scorpion, not to mention being placed on the fighting scorpion field to compete with other fighting scorpions, even if they hunt live food in a artificial breeding environment, there will be certain difficulties.

After the end of the Qing Dynasty, the old players who served scorpions in Sijiu City all year round also vividly gave this nickname for the scorpion that was not useful - Xuantong Scorpion!

Perhaps he was concerned about the face that the bannermen in Sijiu City had to support no matter what, or perhaps he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of such a nickname. Shortly after Xuan Tongsie's nickname was called out, Sijiu City, who was good at adapting tricks, once again improved the nickname - Boot Scorpion!

Seeing the scorpions that were put back into the dry pond crawling around one by one, even spreading their pliers between them and erecting the needles on their tails to test, De Beller hummed with satisfaction: "Only these scorpions, although they are incompetent and stupid, if they don't think about it carefully... they can be considered as just a matter of making up! Well... I'm going to... Hum?"

With his mouth growing in surprise, De Beller pointed at the two fighting scorpions in the dry pond, and exclaimed: "Is this... Is it... Is it going? Why can I get together to pinch it from such a distance?"

A golden scorpion that was only the length of a finger was found from his purse. De Beller separated the two scorpions that were about to fight together without saying a word. But when De Beller just took back the golden scorpion in his hand, the two scorpions dancing with pliers rushed towards the target just now, and they fought together in a blink of an eye!

Looking at the two fighting scorpions that were fighting tumblingly, DeBeller was stunned for a long time before he stood up straight as if he woke up from a dream, and laughed at Master Na Jiu with gloating: "I said Na Jiu, you are really promising?! The fighting scorpions that have been serving for three years can make you leave? The men in the Huozhengmen are really the kids of bean mice - one generation is worse than the other generation!"

He used a grass to pick out two fighting scorpions that had already been fighting together. Master Na Jiu didn't care about De Bell's sarcasm, and he quickly took out a small gourd from his arms, and sprinkled the blue-gray medicinal powder from the gourd into the dry pond.

Looking at Master Na Jiu's busy look coldly, De Beller frowned and thought for a moment, and turned toward the door with a sneer and turned his head to the door: "Na Jiu, your wife was in an emergency and was short of money to help her. When she asked her to go to the door, she didn't even stumble and counted a hundred dollars for you! It was said that you should have paid back the money early, but I couldn't resist my soft heart, so I agreed to delay you for three years! I originally expected that you could still serve a few fighting scorpions for me to play with, but now... I'm not saying that I will repay the money with my principal and interest in three days! I'll have a big son, and I'll tell you to know..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Youbao had already flashed and stopped DeBelle: "DeBelle, please leave one step!"

Looking up and down at Xiang Youbao, DeBelle subconsciously took a half step back, and then shouted in a voice: "Oh? Is this really going to play with your Master Bell? Come on, I have a kind of knife towards your Master Bell's heart. If you do a flash, it wouldn't be..."

Without waiting for DeBelle's obvious bluffing shout to fall, Xiang Youbao bent over and reached out to pull out a yellow insole from the pair of ground-grabbing tiger shoes on his feet, and shook at DeBelle's eyes: "Master Bell is an insightful person, should you know what this is?"

After only a glance at the yellow insole that exudes metallic luster, DeBeller's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but reach out and grabbed the insole that exudes golden luster: "Golden boots sole?"

He quickly shrank his hand, and Xiang Youbao flipped his hand and stuffed the sole of the golden boot that was only thin in paper into his arms: "I heard De Beller say that I asked my uncle to pay back the money within three days?"

DeBelle's voice rose again: "It's natural to pay back debts! When you were thinking about friendship, your Lord Bell had already made a step forward in interest, and you didn't follow the usual routine of borrowing ten or one to get one! The interest rate of three charges is calculated in three years... If you don't want it if you have more, you should be five hundred oceans!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Najiu came over with a panic look on his face, bowed and smiled at Debel, "Take it, you can't calculate this account like this! The capital of one hundred oceans back then was indeed true, but we established a document at that time, and paid half of the profit..."

With a sneer, De Beller, who was prepared, took out a large stack of loan notes from his arms, and pulled out one from it in a familiar way, shaking it to Master Na Jiu: "Are you literate or not? It clearly says that it is half a minute of the monthly breath, and it is planned to choose three examples!"

In just a flash of effort, Xiang Youbao had already seen clearly that the word "Choose Three" was obviously added between the lines on the IOU.

With a sneer, Xiang Youbao raised his hand to stop Master Na Jiu who wanted to argue. He flipped his hand and pulled out the sole of the golden boot that was stuffed into his arms, and shook at DeBeller: "DeBeller, since my uncle has recognized that he has borrowed a hundred oceans from you, and Master Bell also has a loan note in black and white. It is indeed a matter of debt to repay the money! I am not afraid to tell DeBeller, you are not afraid to tell DeBeller that there is not so much ocean on hand at all. Even if I add the sole of my golden boot, I am afraid that it will be far from the number you said in DeBeller..."

With his eyebrows and eyes, De Beller shook the loan notes in his hand with some old traces, and shouted in his voice: "Don't think about playing with your Master Beile and betraying your debts! The white paper and black loan notes are here, and the mediators are all in this way. If you really want to make your Master Beile popular, even if it is not the time of the Qing Dynasty, Master Beile will go out in one movie and let you get out of the 49th city!"

Smiling cunningly, Xiang Youbao shook the golden boot in his hand and laughed in a low voice: "Who said we should be a slutty and bet on the debt? This old saying goes - if you bet, you don't lose! You said just now, it's just now. It's the moment when Qiu Chonghui Club. As long as my uncle serves a few high-quality scorpions, Qiu Chonghui will win in a few games, let alone five hundred oceans, bet with my golden boot and roll down all the way. How many do you think can you have?"

Without waiting for the sneering De Beller to retort, Xiang Youbao stretched his arms and gestured to the surroundings: "Even if my uncle can't win in one game, this courtyard will be yours sooner or later! My uncle can win, then De Beller, you will be happy to collect cash, and you can watch a few good scenes of fighting scorpions. My uncle can't win, De Beller, you will only come to collect this courtyard ten days and half a month later..."

He bent down and pulled out another golden boot sole from the cloth shoes of another ground-grabbing tiger. Xiang Youle looked like an old fisherman waiting for the fish to take the bait. He smiled and stared at DeBeller's eyes: "If you agree to this, then let's set a note and the sole of this golden boot is regarded as a deposit! No matter whether my uncle can repay the ocean to lend you, this golden boot sole is yours!"

As soon as he finished speaking, De Beller, who was already a little moved, suddenly reached out and covered his stomach, turned around with a strange expression and shouted: "Where is the hut?"

He pointed to a low door in the corner of the yard with some at a loss. Master Na Jiu replied subconsciously: "Isn't that the cottage... De Bell, what's wrong with you?"

Without even having to deal with Master Jiu, Deberer covered his stomach and rushed to the cottage!

She frowned slightly, and Xiang Youbao's eyes turned on the teapot on the edge of the dry pond. She turned around suddenly and rushed into the cottage after a few steps. She untied her belt through half a short door: "Mr. DeBell, I'm sorry! I was afraid that I had eaten something bad in the morning, and my stomach couldn't bear it now..."

Covering his stomach with a gulp and aching slight pain, Debel jumped up on the spot, jumping and shouting: "Can this be more evil? I've heard of robbing gold, silver and women, and it's the first time I've seen someone grabbing a cottage? Come out quickly..."

With a smirk on his face, Xiang Youbao pretended to lower his head and groped at his belt, but muttered, "This is really... the more anxious you are, the more you can't untie the belt... You said I'm a big man. If you pull on your pants, how can you go out? Alas... I think of having to pay back the money in these three days, and I'm so panicked... my hands are trembling!"

His face turned pale, and De Beller jumped and shouted: "Come out quickly, I'll say something later!"

Staring at DeBelle with a wicked smile, Xiang Youbao looked calm and said, "Then... let's just say that... according to what we just discussed, will Qiu Chong pay back the money after it's over?"

"become!"

"Is there nothing to say? You have to leave us a document, right?"

"This is a fucking hot room, and the shit is soaked in the asshole, and I still have a word for it?!"

"Then you can press a handprint? Uncle Master, why don't you hurry up and find a piece of paper for DeBelle?"

"I'm looking for his grandmother's Zan'er! There are ready-made ones here..."

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Chapter completed!