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Qingshui Street, brightly lit, people come and go, food stalls are connected to the street, the sound of selling, lively and extraordinary, this is the most prosperous main street in Haoyue City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zuixiang Building is located in a prosperous area, a three-storey exquisite small building, carved beams and painted columns, lanterns and colors, the big sisters laugh on the floor, squeeze their eyebrows and make eyes, and attract guests with witty words.

Pedestrians passing by, far away, smell either the smell of street snacks, or the fat powder of this big sister. Those who are shy in their pockets can only come to the street stalls to have a good time, and by the way, they glance at the eldest sister who is drunk with fragrant buildings. Dignitaries and nobles, local tyrants and businessmen, naturally they will not be in the company of those mud legs, where the lively nature goes, Zuixianglou is their best place.

For them, gold and silver belongings are like broken bricks and tiles, and they can drown this drunken incense building with a wave of their hand. When Sister Hua saw these people, she rushed up, and she was more affectionate than seeing her father. This is their food and clothing parents, referred to as fat customers. Just like pigs and sheep, the fattest ones are naturally the best!

At this time, on the roof of the green tile building of Zuixiang Building, a young man lying on his back and eight forks, twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in green clothes almost integrated with the glazed green tiles, with a grass stalk in his mouth, and his expression was leisurely.

The two little eyes rolled around, looked at the sky, raised their eyebrows, and said to themselves with a wicked smile on their faces: "It's time, it's time to act." ”

He quickly turned over and sat up, carefully removing the tiles around him, and the candlelight in the room below slipped out of the hole, illuminating his face, and he looked inside with bated breath. I only heard a man inside say in a rough voice: "Sister, these days, I miss my uncle." ”

Another coquettish, very contrived female voice came out: "Uncle, you are so bold, you are not afraid that the tigress at home will find out, go back and unload the gun." ”

"That hateful girl, when she goes back to her parents' house these days, she will stay at her mother's house for half a month, and she won't know about it. The male voice paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and said angrily: "Hey, the master finally slipped out for a pastime, but you girl is ill-intentioned to expose the uncle's shortcomings, making the uncle ugly, what do you mean by this? Is the uncle giving you less silver? Or do you have itchy skin and owe the uncle to clean up?"

"Uncle is not strange, the slave family knows the mistake! The slave family has recently learned the eighteen hands of the dragon, how is the slave family's kung fu to see?" The woman disagreed, grinned, and apologized.

When the man heard her say this, he immediately lost his breath, smiled, and shouted wonderfully, and then there was a strange noise in the guest room.

The boy covered his mouth and snickered, and he pulled down a small rope with a hook from the small hole in the green tile, and gently and skillfully hooked out a wine jug and a fat chicken on the table in the guest room.

Peel off the chicken and hold it in a piece of oiled paper. He poured half of the jug of wine into the gourd that had been prepared. He pursed his lips and laughed evilly, unbuttoned his pants, urinated half a pot of urine into the flask, shook the wine and urine evenly, and hoisted the flask back to the guest room table. Don't forget to put the dried chicken rack on the plate and gently cover the tiles.

Smiled slightly, opened the bow left and right, gulped meat, drank wine, squinted his two little eyes, shook his head, and was very cool. I still want to sing a muddy song, but I am afraid that I will be found and beaten, so I endured it and was not overly arrogant. Half of the wine was drunk, and there was not much chicken left, and suddenly thought of Ah Hua, who was good with him on the other street, a docile and beautiful little sister, so he wrapped the rest of the chicken and carefully hid it in his arms. Gently climb to the back of the roof, follow a straight tree, climb down skillfully, and when you are about to reach the ground, you will gently fall into the backyard of the small building.

Haoyue City was in the cool season of autumn at this time, the weather was extremely cool, he was full of wine and food, stretched his waist comfortably, put his hands behind his back, and walked with his chest up and stride. Thinking of the days with this little sister all the way, my heart is beautiful, and my face is full of happy smiles.

"Whew!"

"Snort!"

"Huh, what's that sound?" he wondered, and walked step by step. The voice became clearer and clearer, as if it were a surging wave.

Passing through the flowers and plants, around the pond where small goldfish are raised, there is a rockery, and behind the rockery is a small bamboo forest, and the sound comes from there. Tiptoeing close to the rockery, behind a prominent rock, the probe looks, the small bamboo forest comes into view.

In the bamboo forest, there was a flickering figure, shuttling through the forest like a mad demon, bringing up dust and dead leaves, forming a match, revolving around the figure.

The young man chuckled for a moment, he had never seen this strange scene, he thought that he had bumped into a ghost in the middle of the night, his hair stood on end, and his legs and stomach trembled.

Suddenly, the figure seemed to spot him, and shot towards the rockery, and before he could react, the figure grabbed the back and lifted him up.

He shouted in fear: "The ghost is going to die! I didn't mean to offend you, I was just passing by, you can spare me!"

The figure trembled slightly when he heard this, and seemed to be thundered by his cry for mercy, and suddenly scolded angrily: "Ghost, you are big! Xiao Qisan, you can't speak, my old man looks like a ghost? Although he is old, he is not as graceful as when he was young, and the jade tree is in the wind, but it is impossible to be unbearable and become a ghost, right?"

When the young man heard that the figure would curse and get angry, his nervous heart suddenly relaxed, and this figure turned out to be not a ghost! I feel that this voice sounds a little familiar, like the old man Ji who is doing miscellaneous things in the drunken Xianglou? He turned his head to look at it boldly, his face couldn't help but be embarrassed, and he almost laughed, that's right! It was the old man Ji, he had a straight old face, and he looked angry.

embarrassedly sneered: "It turned out to be Uncle Ji......! What's that? hehe...... Ahh......h Uncle Ji, put me down! You carry me like this, I'm a little out of breath. ”

Old man Ji snorted lightly and let go of his hand.

The young man sat on the ground, rubbed his buttocks, and complained with a crying face: "Uncle Ji, your old fall hurts me!"

Old Man Ji turned a deaf ear and didn't express any apologies, and asked in a deep voice, "Young Master Zhen, what are you doing here?"

The young man saw that his expression was a little unkind, and he saw the black lights everywhere, and the wind was shivering, and he couldn't help but be afraid in his heart. The mind is in a hurry, this old man is very mysterious, there is a big problem, I saw him just now, it is likely that he is a martial arts master. Why did such a capable man live in such a place? It makes one wonder if he was a fugitive or something.

He was young, and he mixed in a place like Zuixianglou when he was young, and his heart was naturally more mature than that of teenagers of the same age, and he was extremely sensitive to threats, and he couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart. The old man had to be careful, and although he didn't know what he would do to himself, it was essential to be careful.

With a slightly embarrassed face, he said: "Uncle Ji, you are always the same as others! Laugh at me about this, who doesn't know, I am just a dog raised by Zhen's mother, who has been called around all day long, and has suffered a lot of hardships and grievances. What do I do? Don't you know? Just to steal a stutter and fill your stomach, you are always good, don't tell anyone, if anyone knows, I'll die. He said with tears streaming down his face.

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