I ordered the decision down, and the Ma family immediately took Hu Hansan back to investigate with great gratitude. The rest of the people were also in their respective positions. Only the old man Jiang Long came over embarrassedly and expressed a different opinion: "Master, cough cough, madam and I learned martial arts. It's..."
I stared and didn't even speak. Ren Xiaoyan took the lead in picking up the bricks: "Do you have an opinion, old man?"
"No, no, no, absolutely no opinion!" Jiang Long's forehead started to sweat, and he quickly said: "I mean, I don't need too much time to learn this skill. I guess... I guess... heh heh. A few hours at most is enough, I am afraid you don’t have so much time to deal with the disappearance of the body!"
"Huh? What kind of effort is this for you? Xiaoyan, let me persuade you to forget it."
The handed down masterpiece in the novel does not take ten or eight years to achieve a slight success. Even more powerful, even twenty or thirty years of study may not be fruitful. Jiang Long actually said that his kung fu only needs a few hours— A little bit of comparison, even if this guy is not teaching fake and inferior products, the results are worrying. Why do you think Ren Xiaoyan learns this? It's better not to learn it!
Ren Xiaoyan also expressed suspicion. The concrete manifestation is that the brick is raised a little higher, and she shouted: "Really old man? I can tell you that you are a language touch porcelain. Auntie is in a bad mood and still shoots you with a face full of flowers. Believe it or not?"
Jiang Long begged for mercy: "I really didn't lie to you, I'm a simplified version of jerkiness. After learning it, you will know it. I really don't dare to lie to you!"
Ren Xiaoyan stared at him for a long time, and then threw the bricks backwards, and then neatly ordered: "In this case, I will learn from you-why bother, you go and play by yourself. When it's over, either I will come back by myself, or I will beat you up. When the old man comes back, please, please!"
What can we men do if women decide? Let's go!
I took Master Kotou and his party back to the landlord’s house last night, and then I picked a clever escort and asked him to take people back to find the girl security guards in Yixiangyuan, and then I should clean up and clean up. Waiting for my next order, the most important thing is to get Xiaoyu back for me—just like the routine in the novel, the subordinates are not very good, I now have one hundred thousand volts to escort, these unused trash fish finally You can do something else.
As for Professor Yang's subordinates, they were all dispersed. Anyway, it was useless.
There were not many people under me. I ran a lot when the pincers came. Hu Hansan investigated and took some away. This time I ordered to go down, there were only three people left in the yard. After sitting in the hall with big eyes and small eyes for a long time, I realized that I hadn't eaten, so I went to the kitchen to find out, hey, not all of them ran away!
The three of us searched for a long time, and finally found two pieces of adult old bacon on the beams of the house, and found half a basket of potatoes in the cellar. In the middle of the night, we had to cook the bacon and potato soup by ourselves. That's great, but no one can care about it, and each scooped a bowl and started drinking...
Then, the three of us vomited together!
Nima is too awful to drink. After a bite, my tongue is so salty that my tongue is almost knotted. We even dare to drink it when it is used for stir-frying. Then I learned that the ancients used brine to make bacon, which was so salty. It is not usually eaten, but when you go out, you can bring a piece of it and use it as a seasoning when cooking. Only a second fool like me dare to make such a big piece to cook potatoes.
Of course, the two of them can’t cook either, so the three of us all fell into this pit. I can’t help but miss the scene of making instant noodles in the bedroom in the middle of the night... It seems that backwards not only have to be beaten, but also starve. This I think I have a deep pain.
I buried my head in the water tank and filled my stomach with cold water to relieve myself, and said to them, "Should we go out to find something to eat?"
"But it's in the middle of the night," Professor Yang hesitated: "Can you have it?"
Master Kotou hurriedly reminded: "Our master wants to eat, even if there is none, we have to have it-just find a family to smash the door and let them get up from the ** to cook for the master. I have to see who dares not to do it!"
My eyes lit up: "Yeah, who am I? This is to give them a face for a meal! Let's go, just do it!"
We rushed towards the door quickly. The goal is simple, to find a restaurant that has been closed. In the middle of the night, let the boss get out of the hot bed and serve us as cows and horses. Although it looks like a bad thing, I believe it a little bit in my heart. As long as you do it, you won’t continue to increase the villain points of your ninth villain-let's not pay cash, this can be more conscientious than some of the county's municipal axe in Yangjian eats up people's small restaurants, right
That's the ninth villain!
When we squeaked open the door, we just came out from the door and saw a donkey cart swaying from the direction of Yixiangyuan. The driver dressed like a Jedi was wrapped in a large robe, and there was no whip in his hand. So, the donkey ran all the way in our direction.
Seeing a donkey cart in the middle of the night is actually not a weird thing. Anyone who has seen a movie knows that no one goes out in the middle of the night, even if no one goes out, someone has to collect the chamber pot, right? But the strange thing is that this car is actually very beautiful in red, red, green and green. There are small pink lanterns hanging on the four corners, embroidered hollow windows, and floating gauze curtains. There is a strong smell of perfume floating far away. It makes me feel refreshed and happy...
I asked: "Which person's car is so popular? It seems that the grade is about to catch up with Maserati's class, right?"
Master Kotou squinted his eyes for a while, and coldly shouted: "Ah, this is the car in our yard, sir. It is used by us to greet the distinguished guests and send the red girl out. I said why it looks so familiar!"
"Our car?" I opened my mouth instantly: "Then why is he here? Isn't there another enemy attack?"
The three people fought a cold battle. Professor Yang immediately took the stick out of his pocket. Before he came forward, Master Kotou and I stepped back at the same time, and said together: "Go on!"
With our move, Professor Yang's atmosphere of bravely welcoming the enemy disappeared, but instead he was forced to helplessly. He turned his head and glanced at both of us and muttered: "You just don't retreat. , I will meet you too."
"Isn't that the same thing?" Master Kotou shouted from the side: "Give you a face, right? Hurry up?"
When Professor Yang heard this, he turned his head back with a smile, and his face was full of servile faces. By this time I understood a little bit—I didn’t understand him at first, and he didn’t need food or clothes. He was a beggar or a helper. , Is that a ninth beggar? As a result, this ninth generation beggar is hiding in his heart, without dignity, self-respect, and a little bit of shame. He only knows that he will be in favor of the power and cater to the nobles. This is the bone of a beggar that he can't hide!
Living like this, whether you eat or drink or not, you will be beggars in the depths of your soul and in your bones, and will always be!
Professor Yang coughed and gestured towards the donkey cart while shouting loudly, "Who is the one who is here, and those who are acquainted should report their name immediately. If you don't wait for me to do it, it will be too late if you want to say it!"
The donkey cart continued, but in the next second something inconsistent with the routine happened-the driver unexpectedly opened his mouth hoarsely: "I have something to call Lord Yuan. It is an urgent matter, and I hope you can forgive me!"
"Eh?" I stretched my head out from behind Professor Yang, "Don't come near me when you find me, stop and show your face, just stand and say what's the matter."
The driver said: "Uh, this is too far, right?"
I did not give in and insisted on my opinion: "If you think it is too far away, stand at the door..."
Parking man said: "Okay."
I immediately added the second half sentence: "... but we enter the house immediately and we have to close the door..."
The driver stopped the donkey cart and said helplessly: "Then I'll stop here." While speaking, he stopped the donkey cart, then jumped off in front of the donkey at the station and slowly lifted the hood.
This guy is not tall, his skin is white and has a bleak smell. He can’t see his clothes. He just looks at his small face and thinks he is not old. He is too far away and he can’t see his eyes. He just feels that the eyeballs don’t have much energy, and they look hollow. , It's like being blind or in a trance-generally speaking, the threat is not high, and the appearance is not even as good as me.
I glared at Professor Yang and Sergeant Kotou like I was looking for a place, and said contemptuously: "Look at you two like this. You have lost all your faces. A child scared you like this—" I turned my head and nodded at the child: "You Where's the sir? Tell them to come out and talk if you have something to do."
The child said blankly: "I am the one who is looking for you."
"You? What's the matter with you as a kid? The one who got our yard cart in the middle of the night is not your father and mother's marriage crisis to blame us? My child, I will tell you, both of them. If something happens, the relationship must be broken, and there is no fixed relationship with other women..."
I was running a train with my mouth full and flickering. The dog-headed sergeant pierced my ear and said, "Master, how do I think this child is so familiar?"
"Familiar?" I found out when he mentioned it. Don't tell me it was true. As soon as I got out of the car, I felt that this child was kind and thought it was an illusion that I had seen too much fresh meat. thing:
The more this child sees, the more familiar he becomes, the more he sees, the more he feels that he has seen it recently...
When we were at a loss, the kid suddenly said, "Master, my name is Ma Liang."
Master Kotou and I almost didn't hit the ground, but the voices were completely out of tune in unison, and we yelled, "You are Ma Liang? You, you, you...Aren't you dead?"
Professor Yang murmured: "Acquaintances? Then don't you say it earlier..." As he said, he stuffed the stick into his arms, which meant that I was about to finish work. I quickly grabbed his hand and slid back. Trembled: "Don't rush, let me ask you, does the haunted thunder and lightning work for you?"
Professor Yang wondered: "Why are you haunted again?"
Master Kotou roared anxiously: "Stop talking nonsense, just say it works or not!"
"Uh, I haven't tried it, sir," every time, the boy immediately admitted to scolding, and this time is no exception: "You want to..."
"I'm not a ghost, my lord!" The child interrupted: "It's really not, you see I have a shadow."
I raised my eyes and took a look. Don't tell me it's true. The child's shadow is unambiguous under the lantern in black and white. I immediately felt relieved when I saw it, "Ah, it's not a ghost."
Master Kotou and I went in front of Professor Sheep again, and he also ordered by the way: "Then who, you can take the stick."
The child was expressionless and immediately added: "I am actually a zombie..."
We cried and rushed back, and by the way, there was a sentence: "A hundred thousand volts are ready, the zombies are here!" (End of this chapter)