After coming back to his senses, Gu Hanyan did not continue to listen, but went up to the third floor to wash.

In the backyard of Old Man Zhao, the two of them clenched their fists, cocked a thumb, drew a circle in front of them, and sang at the same time:

I said pull a brother

Seventy months

Eighty months

There's a flower girl next door

A good banquet

If you don't eat this cup of Huagu wine, your heart is uneasy

After eating this cup of Huagu wine, my heart is comfortable

The Yunnan pot is so big

Guizhou mountain bag is so round

(Continue to sing and stroke boxing)

Eight eight turn back

Seven seven turns back ......

Although, the thimble still asked Old Man Zhao to learn this Nayong boxing song, but the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and he can now lose less and win more. No, the thimble won again, and the thimble won, so he picked up Old Man Zhao's glass of wine and continued to sing, and Old Man Zhao also sang:

Uncle lost the wine

My nephew came to toast

Drink this cup of warm wine

There are also two small fists

Salute, drink

There are also two small fists

Old man Zhao took the wine and drank it all, a little unsatisfied. But Comrade Thimble's ambition today is to let Old Man Zhao not get out of bed, how can he give up, so the two of them will fight again.

After another round of singing, it was Comrade Thimble's turn to lose, and the lyrics also changed slightly.

My nephew lost the wine

Uncle came to toast

Drink this cup of warm wine

There are also two small fists

Salute, drink

There are also two small fists

The time for drinking passed quickly, an hour passed, and the two of them drank to their heart's content, but there seemed to be no end, when the courtyard door opened, and a woman came uninvited.

Thimble looked up and saw that it was none other than Hua Gu, who was not wearing a cheongsam today, but a simple skirt, which was still very conservative.

Thimble glanced at Old Man Zhao meaningfully, and then quipped: "Auntie is here! Why don't you wear a cheongsam today? Alas! It's a pity." ”

Old man Zhao's eyes were crossed, and he had just told him that he was not allowed to play Huagu's jokes in the future, but this guy didn't listen to it at all.

Before Old Man Zhao was mad, Hua Gu pointed at Old Man Zhao with a smile and said, "It's not that Old Zhao is unwilling." ”

When Comrade Thimble heard this, he sighed: "Hey! Without the flower girl wearing a cheongsam, I don't know how many old and young masters in this Changning Village are going to lose their souls." ”

The two of them hadn't spoken yet, and the thimble continued: "But it's okay, the women comrades of Changning Village will definitely remember Comrade Zhao's goodness, and they will no longer have to worry about the men in the family, and they will always run to the Huagu shop." Comrade Lao Zhao will definitely be a friend of the women of Changning Village in the future. ”

This guy drank too much and didn't speak at all, he was upside down and messy. But everyone knows each other, and it's fun to joke.

Comrade Lao Zhao gave the thimble another burst and said, "Drink your wine." ”

The thimble knew that he was wrong, but he didn't admit defeat on his lips, and said: "Just drink, who is afraid of whom?"

The two began to sing and draw boxing again, and it was the first time for Hua Gu to hear such an interesting boxing song, so she also sat down and poured wine for the two. As a result, Comrade Lao Zhao, under the blessing of Hua Gu's charm, was like a god possessed, and his divine power soared, killing Comrade Thimble and abandoning his armor.

The two of them drank about two catties, and it was about the same, and Hua Gu cleaned up the table very virtuously. In the past, it was all thimble work.

Thimble stood up and stretched, ready to get up and leave, and by the way looked up at the balcony on the third floor, the black and red cheongsam was still waving the flag, but it was so charming and enchanting, and only Lao Zhao would be able to appreciate it in the future.

At this time, Old Man Zhao stopped the thimble and said, "I recently learned some divination, let me help you divination." ”

Thimble knew that Lao Zhao was reading the Book of Changes, he had never believed in this thing, and he had never taken it seriously, so no one could have a hobby. It's just that he had something on his mind today, so he nodded and agreed, and sat back down.

Lao Zhao flicked his sleeves, his eyes froze, and it seemed that the temperament of the whole person had changed, and he asked Hua Gu to help him bring him a pen and paper.

Then, the prophet said to Li Chunwang, "Chunwang, take out the coins in your pocket." This is the first time Lao Zhao has called him by his real name.

Li Chunwang was also infected by his aura, and he didn't talk anymore, and took out the three coins he received in the afternoon from his pocket very well.

Lao Zhao glanced at it and saw that it was three, so he said, "Sprinkle it on the table." ”

Li Chunwang pursed his lips and casually threw three coins on the table. As a result, all three coins are face up. It's a bit unexpected, but it's nothing, it's normal.

Lao Zhao just glanced at Li Chunwang and drew a horizontal line on the paper. Then he continued to say to Li Chunwang: "Come again." ”

Li Chunwang did as he was told, picked up the coins on the table and spilled them again, and three more coins were all face up.

It's a little interesting, and even the flower girl on the side is interested.

Old man Zhao still just glanced at it, and continued to draw a horizontal line on the paper, which was drawn on the one just now.

Li Chunwang couldn't understand it, but he also found it interesting, people usually write from the top to the bottom, and look at the meaning of the old man Zhao, he wants to write from the bottom up, because his beginning is written below, and even if it is below, he only occupies half of the position on the left, and he still has to write on the right.

After Old Man Zhao drew a horizontal line, he said, "Go on." ”

Cheng, Li Chunwang picked up the coin again and threw it out, it was amazing, it was actually three sides up again. That's a little weird.

Hua Gu wanted to talk on the side, but she held back. Old man Zhao added a horizontal line to the paper again. "Go on." ”

Li Chunwang didn't believe in this evil, picked up the coin and tossed it in his hand, hitting the thimble on his middle finger, making a crisp sound.

Throw, again three sides up. This makes people a little dignified, how can it be all face up? Strange!

For the fifth time, face up!

Sixth, face up!

"Stop, don't throw it away. Old man Zhao stopped Li Chunwang, it was enough.

Li Chunwang is very strange, why is it all facing up. This is an ordinary coin, nothing special, he has examined it.

Hua Gu is also very strange, at the beginning, she just treated this matter as fun, but now she looks at Lao Zhao differently, it seems that her man is still a little virtuous, he underestimated him before, and he has to be kind to him in the future.

Li Chunwang put away the coin and looked at what the old man wrote on the paper.

A blank piece of paper, drawing six horizontal lines from the bottom to the top, Old Man Zhao glanced at Li Chunwang very meaningfully. That look made Li Chunwang creepy.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Old Man Zhao began to write on the paper.

I saw that he wrote a large letter on the top left side of the whole sheet.

"Dry".

Then he wrote a line of small characters below the big characters, "Six Dragons Imperial Heaven".

Then I started writing on the right, still in large letters on the top, but this time it was four.

"Yuan", "Heng", "Li", "Zhen".

Then, a line of small words was written below, "Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement." ”

He continued to write, but this time he wrote from the bottom up, to the right of each horizontal line.

The first line of the ninth month: Do not use the hidden dragon.

The second line of ninety-two: See the dragon in the field, and see the lord.

The third line ninety-three: The gentleman is dry all day long, and he is not to blame.

Fourth line 94: Or jump in the abyss, no blame.

Fifth line ninety-five: The flying dragon is in the sky, and it is good to see the lord.

The sixth line is nine: Kang Long has regrets.

After writing at this point, Old Man Zhao put down his pen, stood up, flicked his sleeves, and swept his shirt, as if he wanted to sweep the dust off his body to show his piety.

Then, he carefully picked up the freshly written paper with both hands, bowed his head, and respectfully handed it to Li Chunwang. This posture is dignified and respectful, just like Li Chunwang is a great man, and he can't even look up to it.

Li Chunwang was stunned by his posture, and hurriedly held his arms with both hands, and said, "Uncle Zhao, what are you doing here? It will scare people to death." ”

When the flower girl on the side saw it, she was also patting the two undulating mountains, and her heart was beating wildly.

Old man Zhao straightened up, put the paper in his hand into Li Chunwang's hand, and said, "Today, I will rely on the old man and sell the old and send you a few words." ”

Li Chunwang saw that he was solemn, so he said, "Uncle, you say." ”

Old man Zhao was now in an inexplicable excitement, he thought about it, and said to the flower girl beside him: "Hua girl, go and bring the wine, today, I want to have another drink with the thimble." ”

Hua Gu was very virtuous, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

There were no appetizers, no peanuts, Old Man Zhao and Li Chunwang picked up their wine glasses, slammed them, and took a dry sip.

With the strength of the wine, Old Man Zhao said: "The first sentence is reasonable, all the things of the Chinese people can be summarized in this sentence, and it is good to be reasonable." In the second sentence, money is only a tool, not an end. In the third sentence, life is from asking for people to not asking for people, not asking for people, and being self-exalted. ”

After speaking, Old Man Zhao personally poured a glass of wine for Li Chunwang, picked it up, touched it with Li Chunwang, and said, "After drinking this glass of wine, we will meet again." Remember, my name is Zhao Qiankun. ”

Li Chunwang felt that Old Man Zhao was a bit tall today, which made people scratch their heads, but he still drank the wine in his glass. There were many questions in his heart, and before he could speak, he was driven out of the courtyard by Old Man Zhao.

Seeing Li Chunwang go out, Hua Gu asked Old Man Zhao with a puzzled expression, "Old Zhao, what are you doing tonight." The gods are chattering, not like you at all. ”

Li Chunwang was here just now, she didn't say anything, she maintained her self-cultivation, and now that there were only two of them left, she couldn't help but ask.

Lao Zhao pulled Hua Gu over, rubbed her into his arms domineeringly, and kissed the delicate red lips, unscrupulous, hearty, endlessly.

Zhao Qiankun, a very domineering name, finally domineering. After a long time, the two separated. Zhao Qiankun stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Hua Gu's waist, which was still a small man, and said, "Let's go, go back to the room with the master to drink, and let the master talk to you carefully." ”

said with emotion: "This is a dragon!"

Hua Gu let him hold him and walked around like in the room, and it was unknown what they would drink and how they would drink.

But look at the curved back of the flower girl, and the big disc under the skirt, a semicircle is drawn on the left, and a half circle is drawn on the right, no matter how you look at it, it is swaying, enchanting and moving, this woman must be the reincarnation of a goblin, otherwise, how can a woman in her forties be so graceful.

I'm really worried about whether Zhao Qiankun's treasure knife is old, and whether it can subdue this soul-seducing ageless female monster.