In fact, Zhang Sanmad had already heard the sound of the pestle, and when he saw that he helped him scare away the dogs, he got up from the ground, raised his arm and shook off the black tarpaulin on his body, and laughed:

"Wow, wow, wow, you living ancestor, God sent you in a timely manner!"

"Old skunk, why are you?!"

Seeing that it was Zhang Sanmad, Ji'er was taken aback at first, and Ji'er was overjoyed: "Haha! You are really a fairy, you have found me in the provincial capital!"

"Looking for you?" Zhang Sanmad was slightly embarrassed and said with a smile: "Hehe, the mountain people have always been smart, and they are clever!"

"It's a coincidence, it's a coincidence! It's a book, it's not a coincidence......"

The pestle has been in a good mood recently, and he is even more excited to see Zhang Sanmad. But he was excited, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he suddenly looked at Zhang Sanmad behind him as if he had seen a ghost and exclaimed:

"You...... You...... Behind you......"

He was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, and he clearly saw that there was a white-haired monster standing in the black alley behind Zhang Sanmad, that thing was fluffy like a dog, not a dog, not a bear, and the whole body was white, and the white eyes were bright, which made people shudder at the sight.

"Uh......" Zhang Sanmad saw that the pestle was frightened, and turned his head slightly to look behind him but didn't care, "Hehe, it's a divine beast, I picked it up!"

"Divine beast?" The pestle was even more shocked when he heard this, grabbed half of the shovel handle in front of him, and stammered for a long time and shouted: "Shao Shao Shao...... Say, isn't it the old cripple and the white-haired goat......

"Hey, what does this have to do with the old cripple?" Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and then became happy: "Hehe, I said what are you thinking about in your head, it's even dirtier than me!"

"No......" The pestle was about to say something, but he saw that the white-haired beast suddenly roared at him, "purr......" and looked much more terrible than a dog.

He was brave enough to save people's hearts just now to scare away the dogs, and now he was face to face with this white-haired monster, and suddenly understood what the disparity in strength was, and couldn't help but tremble and limp in fright and asked Zhang Sanmad for help:

"Old skunk, don't play like this! hurry up, quickly tie it up, wow......"

The sound of the pestle is almost like crying, and it is almost time to call the mother.

The white-haired beast looked strange when he saw the pestle holding the guy squeezing his nose at him, and he stared at the pestle with dark blue eyes in his eyes, and he was motionless with his fangs and bloody mouth, not knowing whether he was afraid or angry.

Zhang Sanmad couldn't help but snicker when he saw the pestle, turned around unhurriedly and glared at the white-haired beast and shouted: "You thing, now it's amazing, it's your own person!"

The white-haired beast seemed to understand his words, and looked at him and then at the "chirping" of the pestle, and retreated back with a few low chirps in his belly.

When the pestle saw it retreat, the hanging heart was put down.

Unexpectedly, Zhang San was crazy but gloated: "Hehe, what's the matter, your master also has a time when he is afraid? Think about how you usually show off your might, and the mountain people don't flatter you less! Even when you were in front of Du Xianzhai, you didn't bow your head, right? Today, you lost to a beast!"

Seeing him making fun of himself, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and scolded: "You old thing, I saved your life just now? It turns out that you are also a wolf-hearted thing!"

"Huh, are we wolf-hearted dog-lungs?" Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanmad was anxious when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows and shouted: "If I am a wolf-hearted dog-lung, can I still run to the province to ask someone to save the old and disabled?"

"What, save the old and the disabled? You said you want to save the old and the disabled!"

Unexpectedly, the pestle was more anxious than Zhang San's madness, and he immediately scolded with red eyes:

"Wow, wow, wow, I'm really blind in these eyes, when did you two actually fart in a pair of pants......? You and the old cripple are bastards of the turtle!"

Zhang Sanmad was stunned by a stinking scolding, and said hesitantly: "Who ...... Whoever farted in their pants is red...... Red apricot out of the wall?"

He knew that the gap between the pestle and the old cripple was even greater because of the rape/murder, so he had to quickly deny it: "Actually...... Let's just make a joke with you, you take it seriously! That old ghost who lacks morality, obviously his own guy has long been crippled, and he tells people behind his back that he is farther than Lao Tzu! Chong this, can we save him? Grandma, Yishan people deserve to be shot!"

When the pestle heard this, the anger on his face finally dissipated: "This is still a good thing, and you can't be soft-hearted towards the wicked!"

Zhang Sanmad saw that he was discouraged, and persuaded in a soothing voice: "You said that you are too, just a little bit of an explosive bag, if you don't change your bad temper, you will have to suffer sooner or later!"

Thinking about it, he also felt that his words just now were a little excessive, and nodded embarrassedly:

"Well, I'll pay attention in the future! Hehe, since you are enough friends, go, go to my house, and eat your big white buns!"

The pestle said, enthusiastically pulling Zhang Sanmad's arm.

"Wait!"

Now it was Zhang San's turn to be stunned, looked up and down at the pestle and asked, "What, what are you talking about, you still have a home in the city? My God, you have no enmity with the cow, right?"

The pestle was stunned: "What are you asking, what kind of enmity can I have with cows, and the old cripple doesn't raise cattle!"

"You don't have a grudge against the cow, so why do you have to brag?" Zhang Sanmad asked with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh......" The pestle suddenly understood, it turned out that Zhang San was crazy and didn't believe that he could make a family, so he couldn't help patting his chest and showing up:

"Hey, don't look down on the master, I not only have a home now, but also grandma, hehe, and a daughter-in-law like a fairy!"

"Sigh......" Zhang Sanmad looked at the pestle so beautiful that he was about to bubble with snot, and was speechless for a while.

He understands the pestle, and it is possible that there is a 51% chance that it can be true, and you must know that 51% of the words of the pestle is already extremely credible.

He thought about it, and there was nowhere to go anyway, even if it was a broken shack, so he nodded: "Uh...... Okay, if there are fish or no fish, go and see if you have a net, but ...... The mountain people have to bring the beasts with them!"

The pestle frowned: "What the hell is this thing? I'm afraid of scaring people!"

"What is it?" Zhang San smiled madly, "I said it was a wolf, do you believe it?"

The pestle shook his head: "I don't believe it." ”

"Actually, we don't believe it. Zhang San looked at the white-haired beast in the alley who had been quietly watching the two of them, and explained:

"There are clouds in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and there is a mountain two hundred miles to the north, which is like a bowl. There are many iron ores on the yin side of the mountain, and there are many copper mines on the yang side, and there is a white tiger and white wolf for survival. The offspring bred by the same litter of tigers and wolves are extremely vicious, and they are called blood wolves. Because of the snow-white body, it is also known as the Snow Wolf King. According to the mountain people, this should be the snow wolf!"

"Isn't that more dangerous, my boy?"

The pestle re-examined the white-haired beast in surprise, and was half-convinced: "No wonder it's so big, it turns out that its father is a tiger!"

"Alas......"

At this time, Zhang Sanmad seemed to sigh regretfully: "It's just a pity, the kind of divine beast recorded in the book is no longer pure-bred for a long time, and it is all skewers!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's a skewer!" Zhang Sanmad looked lost.

The pestle smiled disdainfully: "What you said, the tiger and the wolf are in the same litter, they are originally mongregs, and they still care about whether they are pure or not!"

Zhang San looked at the white-haired beast frantically, and said with a bitter face: "You don't understand, we mean that its family background is too chaotic and ruined! It is estimated that its father or mother is a second ha, and it is a coward! I saw those dogs just now, and they only know how to hide, and they don't even help ...... help."

Zhang San pouted madly and rolled his eyes at the snow wolf, and the snow wolf was stunned at him like a human and looked innocent.

"Hehe, it seems that it is more cowardly than a dog, I think it is a little cute!"

The pestle looked at the so-called snow wolf, and when he saw its pitiful appearance, he was a little silly and cute.

"Okay, it's you who said cute!" Zhang Sanmad suddenly grabbed the handle of the pestle, and hehe Yile turned around and beckoned to the snow wolf: "Hey, Da Bai is leaving, eat Da Bai Bun!"

The white-haired beast seemed to be able to sense the special charm of food in the language, and immediately wagged its tail and came over, and deliberately rubbed it on the pestle, so frightened that the pestle screamed and jumped away.

The pestle complained while picking up the shovel: "It's so ugly, I can't eat a pot of steamed buns at a meal, my family can't afford it!"

"Oh, it's ugly? It's hard to hear you give me a nice sound, okay?" Zhang San was crazy and thought that Dingzi didn't have that ability, and provoked the dead to hang himself.

"Uh...... I can't do it!" The pestle waved his hand again and again, "I went to school to steal melons and dig birds' eggs, but I don't have the ability!"

However, he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he held up his chin and thought: "So white...... Why don't you call it white snow?"

As a result, he shook his head again: "Oh, no, no, isn't that the same generation as Bai Lu!"

"Or ...... It's called a new wolf? No, no, no, it doesn't have a bride! Alas, the old skunk is making things difficult with this, breaking ...... Broken ......"

After thinking about it a few times, he nodded and shook his head and nodded, causing Zhang San to be hungry and anxious on the side, and couldn't help but look at the sky and shook his head and urged:

"What's the break...... Broken shoes, broken goods, haha, forget it, listen to the chickens have crowed three times, let's go to your house to eat big white buns!"

After he finished speaking, he waved at the snow wolf, pushed the pestle and left: "Oh, as soon as the golden rooster sings the world, the big white bun is full......"

"Broken ...... Break...... Ah, yes, Dawn!, it's called Dawn!" the pestle suddenly shouted in a flash of inspiration.

"Oh, that's a good name! loud, meaningful......"

Zhang Sanmad's eyes lit up, but he was shouting hello, but the snow wolf on the side suddenly changed......