Time slipped away quietly, like a fine sand in the palm of your hand, even if you hold it tightly, it will still slip away from your hands, all afternoon, Ye Chen practiced hard in the practice room, one will practice iron sand palms, one will practice the light skills of flying eaves and walking on the wall, one will practice the hard qigong of horizontal practice, sweating like rain, without the slightest slack, although he usually likes to mess around, and it is also crazy to play, but when it is time to be serious, Ye Chen will never slack off.

Seeing that it was not early, and it was time for dinner, Ye Chen stopped, hurriedly took a cold shower and came to the restaurant with brisk steps...... There is everything, a whole grilled squid is placed in the center position, the food is fragrant and delicious, when you smell it, you feel comfortable, Ye Chen snapped his fingers at Stone with a smile, and stretched out his hand to praise, "Good job, Stone, worthy of being a first-class chef." ”

Stone smiled innocently, "There are a few more dishes, and we will be ready to eat soon." ”

Ye Chen sat down next to Luo as usual, his relationship with Robin, everyone knew in their hearts, Robin changed into a purple dress, with a vest with a sword showing his navel, his black hair was softly draped behind his back, so close, Ye Chen could clearly smell the faint fragrance of his hair, Ye Chen reached out and hugged Robin's waist, smiled affectionately, and sat down.

"I'm in a bad mood, captain, tell me a joke. Monet glared angrily, his eyes flickered and looked at Ye Chen and said.

At noon, Monet was so hated by Ye Chen that he couldn't find a place to hide it, but it was only half a day, and she was like no one, such an amazing ability to adjust herself was really impressive.

In fact, this is related to Monet's experience, although Ye Chen was at noon, so that Monet could not get off the stage, but, because things were too sudden at that time, Monet was a little at a loss, in fact, her adaptability is not simple, when she followed Doflamingo before, no matter what she executed, Monet could complete it very well, monitoring Caesar Kulan, and mixing into Dressrosa as an undercover agent, she coped with it easily, so that people could not find the slightest flaw, Monet was not a shy little girl, Ye Chen made her lose at noon, not only did not scare her, but aroused Monet's interest afterwards。

Monet deliberately pretended to be unhappy, he had to let Ye Chen tell jokes, let Ye Chen make himself happy like a clown, just thinking about it made Monet excited, Ye Chen scratched his head, frowned, Monet snorted dissatisfiedly, "Captain, you won't be so stupid, if you really can't tell jokes, then learn to bark animals, I think dogs are very cute, do you want one." ”

Ye Chen glared at her, and knew in her heart that she was deliberately looking for herself to be unhappy, whether she could talk or not, it would not be good for Ye Chen, she could talk, Ye Chen was stupidly telling jokes on the table, Monet must have put on a queen's appearance and stopped comfortably, as if Ye Chen was a clown who specializes in making people happy;

If Ye Chen didn't know how to tell jokes, Monet wouldn't spare him and let him learn how to bark.

Bei Bo was simple-minded, he didn't see that Monet was deliberately making problems for Ye Chen, and he also shouted, "Let's have one, whether it's telling jokes or learning to bark, I like to listen to it." ”

"Hahaha......" Ah Jin smiled and leaned back, Ye Chen looked up to the sky and sighed, "The sky is going to kill me, okay, I'll talk about one, in other words, in ancient times, there was a place, there was a person who told the hexagram, he often set up a stall on the street to tell the hexagram, the level is so-so, but people are more clever, can observe words and looks, face each other, business is okay, there is a big general in the local area, I don't know a big word, because he sold dog meat when he was a child, everyone gave him a nickname, called the dog meat general..."

Nami listened for a while, frowned boredly, and muttered angrily, "It's boring, it's not interesting at all." ”

Ye Chen didn't argue, and then continued, "One day, General Dog Meat was wandering on the street, and he happened to meet this fortune teller, he wanted to calculate a hexagram, and put up a shelf and said, 'Give me a hexagram, if it doesn't work, I will let people punish you.'" ”

Seeing that he was dressed exquisitely, and people also had style, he guessed that this person had a very good background, so he asked him to write a word.

The dog meat general is illiterate, thought for a long time, only barely squeezed out a word, obviously there is a special writing platform, he does not write on it, but on the guise of the fortune teller wrote a 'person' word, the guise of the original three big characters, is 'big difference', is the fortune teller in order to attract business, self-touting of the light of the advertisement, that is to say that he is different, this dog meat general just wrote the character behind the big different characters, the fortune teller moved, got up and said respectfully " You must be an adult, and the little one wishes the adult prosperity and prosperity. ”

The dog meat general was very proud, rewarded a lot of money for the hexagram, and then pointed to his retinue behind him, and also asked him to calculate a hexagram, and that retinue also wrote a person's character, but he wrote it on his palm.

As soon as the fortune teller's eyes rolled, he had already guessed that this personal entourage was the follower of the dog meat general, and immediately replied, "You are a subordinate, you write people on the palm of your hand, because the palm is underneath, and a character is added, which is the meaning of the subordinate!"

Nami didn't care at first, but the more she listened to it, the more interesting it became, she couldn't help but giggle, and reached out to look at her white palm, and cheered excitedly, "Isn't it, writing a personal character on your hand is exactly what the people under her mean are, and that fortune teller is really clever." ”

Ye Chen borrowed and said, "Later, after the dog meat general went back, he was a little unconvinced, so he asked someone to bring out a death row prisoner from the cell, put on his own clothes, and let his relatives follow the death row prisoner to find the fortune teller. ”

Nami frowned, "It's hard to guess now, that prisoner has changed into luxurious clothes, and there are attendants behind him, can the fortune teller guess correctly?"

Ye Chen snapped his fingers and smiled, "Don't forget, the fortune teller can read words and colors, and his eyes are very poisonous, although this death row prisoner is dressed very luxuriously and dressed up very stylishly, but, because he has been in the prison all the year round, his face is very bad, and the fortune teller can see it at a glance, plus the death row prisoner's demeanor is restrained, although he has a personal follower, but the personal attendant has a look of contempt and disdain in his eyes, what is fake is fake, and the fortune teller asked him to write a word, but he stammered and said one with his mouth. Because he was so nervous that he trembled all over his body, he couldn't write it by hand, and the fortune teller saw all this in his eyes, and then laughed: "You are a sinner!"

The man was puzzled and hurriedly asked, "Why?"

The fortune teller replied, "Isn't the mouth the mouth, and adding a person to the mouth is the word prisoner!"