Hearing Li Yundao's question, the girl looked up in astonishment, and then smiled: "I'm Parvati." ”

The sip of tea that Li Yundao had just drunk squirted out again, choking his face flushed: "Pa ...... Parvati wasn't ...... under the snowy mountains."

The girl sighed, "Yes, the last time Parvati returned to the arms of Van earlier. ”

Only then did Li Yundao begin to carefully examine the Indian girl in front of him. It is undeniable that this is an excellent beauty embryo. Whether it is eyebrows, eyes, mouth, nose or face, they are all impeccablely beautiful. In particular, the two crescent moon eyebrows were in stark contrast to the master Durga in her mouth. The sword eyebrows made that woman always like a quick knife that killed and decided, but these two crescent moon eyebrows were all charming, if it weren't for the fact that they were too young, these eyebrows alone would be enough to charm all beings.

Li Yundao sighed and shook his head: "The underage child was pulled into the battlefield, and your master could figure it out." ”

The girl Parvati said indifferently: "Master is Durga at the age of fourteen. ”

Li Yundao opened his mouth in astonishment, thinking that this should be a tradition passed down from generation to generation in that ancient country, and it was indeed impossible to blame himself as an outsider.

The boss brought peanut porridge up, and Li Yundao pushed the porridge and side dishes in front of the girl: "Eat it!"

The girl smiled shyly, didn't shirk, and really started to do it.

She was indeed doing it, and the porridge was hot, but her hands seemed to be unconscious.

"Use this!" Li Yundao thought about it, and still handed the spoon up, "You may not be used to it at first, but if you use it, you will feel that there is a certain reason for human beings to invent this tool." ”

The girl nodded, and it happened that the shopkeeper sent another bowl of barley porridge, Li Yundao drank the porridge with a spoon, and the girl drew a gourd in the same way.

"Aren't you afraid to come out alone?" Li Yundao suddenly remembered something, the spoon in his hand was stuck in the air, and said, "It's not easy to go abroad!"

The girl shook her head, but did not speak.

When the butter tea sent by the boss was taken over by another fair-skinned and slender hand, Li Yundao knew what the girl Parvati meant by shaking her head just now.

She's not alone.

Indeed, how could a penniless exotic girl from New Delhi all the way to Lhasa alone?

Naturally, there were people with her.

At this moment, the butter tea that Li Yundao ordered for her was in the hands of the person who came to Lhasa with her.

A handsome young Indian with a charitable face, only his nose looks a little strange, but in India this is the face of God.

Elephant Trunk God, Ganesh.

Those pair of black eyes full of wisdom are as deep as the ocean of truth, and people can't help but want to plunge into it and find the other side of the quest for knowledge.

The young man held a worn-out volume of the Bhagavad Gita in his hand, and drank a bowl of butter tea with his head up, and then smacked his lips, still unsatisfied.

Li Yundao looked at the young Indian who sat down without saying hello with a smile, wearing only a thin white shoulder, a pair of white bloomers, and a pair of sandals that were common in that country.

"You have an old Chinese saying, called 'eat a person's mouth is short, take a person's hand is short', this stupid girl eats and takes, if I don't show up again, are you going to trick her back to your phoenix as a daughter-in-law?" Ganesh knocked on the bowl, beckoned the boss, and asked for a bowl of butter tea, "Such a good thing should indeed have two more bowls." Don't worry, I'm thick-skinned, and after eating and taking, I will neither have a short mouth nor short hands. He smiled, as if he had been an old friend for many years with Li Yundao sitting on the side.

The top ten protectors came in one breath, and Li Yundao knew that people were coming for themselves prepared even if he was stupid with his toes, maybe when he was in the capital, people were probably already eyeing him, and he was stupid enough to send his fat sheep into the tiger's mouth in vain.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill right now. Ganesh's slender and slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the worn Bhagavad Gita, in a cheerful rhythm just as he was feeling at this time, "I think little Parvati must have told you why, right?"

He looked at the girl, but the girl bit her lower lip and lowered her head. The weevil-nosed god Ganesh sighed softly: "After all, I am still a child, and you will slowly experience the cruelty of war in the future." He suddenly looked up at Li Yundao, "I have a brother named Carl Kettier, in your Chinese dialect, that is a simple-minded guy with developed limbs, but his force value is indeed very perverted, well, how to describe it, pull the mountain and carry the tripod or the strength of Qianjun?"

Li Yundao still continued unhurriedly to gently pull the porridge noodles with a spoon, his movements were very gentle, leaning on the edge of the bowl to gently pluck a spoonful, and in turn to pry another spoonful, so that the porridge in the mouth is not hot, this is the favorite action of the child who was born to know when he was in Kunlun Mountain.

Ganesh didn't get angry when he saw that Li Yundao didn't react, but continued to rhythmically knock on the broken scripture: "Oh, I forgot to say, I heard that you gave birth to a son with Phoenix, and my brother was angry that Phoenix was bullying people too much in the Kingdom of God, so he decided to go to the United States himself." If I'm not mistaken about timing, he'd be in New York by now. Wow, New York is a big city, but don't worry, Carchettier has his own way of finding people to work with. ”

Li Yundao's movement with the spoon stopped abruptly - this was the first time that someone had used his son Wang Fengju to blackmail him except for the night when Cai Taoyao gave birth to Fengju.

When he first went to Kunlun, Li Yundao regarded life as cheaper than anything else.

Now as a parental official, life is more precious to him than anything else, whether it is his own or someone else's.

It's not good to kill. The little lama's words echoed in his mind like Sanskrit sounds.

Murderous!

Even the owner of the small shop looked at the still sunny sky outside the store in surprise, and couldn't figure out why, the temperature in the store seemed to drop a lot in an instant, and he was so cold that he had pimples all over his body.

The rich murderous aura Ganesh felt it, and the ignorant girl Parvati really felt it, but she couldn't understand how the man who was gentle as water just now could suddenly have such a big contrast in temperament?

The murderous aura suddenly disappeared completely, replaced by an indifferent smile.

Ganesh was a little curious: "What, you don't want to kill for your son?"

The boss brought butter tea up, but Li Yundao took it: "The bowl was drunk by you just now, and this bowl is mine." ”

Ganesh sneezed, so Li Yundao had no choice but to give up the bowl of "contaminated" butter tea.

"Boss, butter tea packing!" Li Yundao ordered another one.

Ganesh asked, "Do you think it's safe enough to put that old Chinese lady surnamed Zheng next to your second lady and your son and daughter?"

Li Yundao chuckled: "If people are in your hands, do you still need to talk to me so much?"

Ganesh's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal: "Carcchitian is a little stupid, but it shouldn't be a problem to deal with an old lady." Oh yes, I forgot to tell you, before he goes, I throw him a few tips, and then open them when I encounter different problems, although I can't go, but whether I go or not, the result will not be too different. ”

Li Yundao said with a smile: "Then when you have a hostage in your hand, it's not too late for us to talk." ”

Ganesh slid his fingers over the smooth mouth of the bowl and made a pleasant sound: "Don't worry, right away, maybe after this afternoon tea, you will obediently follow us." ”

Li Yundao put the last mouthful of barley porridge into his mouth, took out the tissue paper, and chuckled: "What if you don't leave?"

Ganesh said, "Aren't you going to see Madame?

Li Yundao said with a smile: "You Hinduism have the custom of watching people and Dunlun?"

Ganesh shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is indeed a secret technique of double cultivation of joy, if you want to, I can teach it to you." ”

"I'm sorry, everything in our Chinese people's rooms is private, so if you have that kind of habit, you can go to the island country. ”

The girl Parvati was confused by the two of them, and looked at Ganesh curiously, but unfortunately this time the young uncle did not explain to him the unknown ignorance, but smiled a little wickedly, and stopped abruptly on the topic.

Ganesh smiled slightly: "The next thing is up to you, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go if you don't go." ”

Li Yundao looked at the mobile phone on the desktop, and Ganesh also looked at the mobile phone happily.

Finally, the phone vibrated and the caller ID belonged to the United States.

Ganesh smiled meaningfully: "Boss, another bowl of butter tea, well, it would be nice if there was a little wine, so happy, how can you be happy without wine?"

When I picked up my phone, I had a three-edged knife in my left hand under the table.

"Hey, I'm Li Yundao......" As Li Yundao's face became more and more ugly, the smile on Ganesh's face became brighter and brighter.

"I knew that Calchitier's idiot was stupid, but he was still good at execution, and it would be disappointing if he didn't catch anyone. Come on, come on, I'll let the boss serve a jar of barley wine, and after drinking the barley porridge, I will drink some barley wine, so that this can be regarded as a happy life in the last few days!" Ganesh smiled very confidently, "Come, little Parvati, pour your good friend wine, and after drinking, we should be on our way." ”

"You're going to regret it. Li Yundao seemed to take a few deep breaths to calm his anger, and when he looked at the girl again, the pity in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold indifference.

"Regret?" Ganesh shook his head slightly, "No, no, no, regret is often for sentient beings, and God will not regret it." ”

Li Yundao scolded lightly the "fake god stick", then raised his head and drank a large bowl of barley wine that had been replaced by Ganesh, and then knocked the bowl on the table: "Let's go, I hope you can get out of this Chinese territory with a sigh." ”

Ganesh smiled happily: "Don't worry, not only will I leave intact, but I will also take you back." ”

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