Chapter 137 Words
The sloppy old man didn't care about the contempt, funny, or funny eyes around him, and after eating all the chicken, he leaned against the stone beside him, tilted his head and poured a few sips of wine, wiping the wine stains on his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info propped up one leg, one hand on his knee, one hand on the back of his head, and squinted at the top of the green tree.
After posing, he frowned and thought about it, and said to himself: "Well, I once went to a small island, which was full of gems, and when I walked on the road, I felt something chrome feet, and when I looked up my feet, it turned out to be a piece of ruby." If you don't pay attention to your feet, there's a good chance you'll kick a fist-sized sapphire into the gutter. Really, don't laugh. ā
Assi couldn't help laughing, the sloppy old man was not happy, he tilted his head dissatisfied, his face was red, and his blurred eyes were full of seriousness and persistence, like a child who was competing. Ah Xi and the others couldn't help but laugh louder, but it was Uncle Li's warning look that made them stop laughing.
The sloppy old man stiffened his neck and retorted: "Little Lao'er has never lied, you don't believe it." I'll tell you, I've also been to a place where the pearl is in Wuyang, and the children there use Dongzhu to make marbles. ā
Seeing that some people still wanted to laugh, he hurriedly said, "Also, I have been to a place where the doors of poor houses are filled with glass. In our dynasty, glass is a very precious thing, but it is different there, it is not a rare object at all. And, what's more?" thought to him, patting his forehead, and said with annoyance, "I've been to so many places that I can't remember for a while." Oops, so many places, really, really can't remember. Alas, by the way, I have a record here. Yes, for the record!"
Clapping his hands and laughing as he spoke, "Yes, it's recorded." Hahaha!" he said, taking out a black and dirty cloth from his bosom, looking back and forth, left and right, and looking at the sun. Shaking his head, he put it aside, and took out another piece of cloth, still not satisfied. Then, he took out another piece of cloth, looked at it, threw it to Lan Xin, and said with a smile of relief: "This is the little old man's baby! As she spoke, her arms tugged and gestured to the bones around her.
I don't know what method the sloppy old man used, the cloth happened to float in Lan Xin's hand. If you look closely, this cloth is not only black, but also has several large oil stains on it, which makes people disgusting to look at. Ziyi moved to the side in disgust. Qinghe pouted, glaring at the fastest culprit with dissatisfaction, eager to go up and press him to the ground and beat him hard. Dongxiu frowned, trying to find something to pick up the piece of step.
Xue Shan glanced at the black cloth lightly, and became even more wary of the person in front of him. His focus is different from others, they only feel dirty, but he knows that a person can easily throw away such a piece of cloth, and the position is not bad at all, which shows how deep this person's internal strength is.
Uncle Li shook his head amusedly. Ah Xi and the others looked at the black, dirty, and faintly visible dirty vegetable leaves, and their hearts were happy, and they watched with some schadenfreude how Lan Xin ended.
Lan Xin was calm, frowning at the rancid smell when Bu first flew over. Looking up at the old man, his face was red, and his round mouse eyes were round, and his eyes were confused and expectant. looked at Lan Xin with a blank look, a look of begging for praise.
Looking at that funny appearance, for some reason, a strange feeling welled up in Lan Xin's heart. smiled slightly, and thanked him: "Thank you, Dao Chief!" Everyone looked at Lan Xin in surprise, and what made people even more stunned was that Lan Xin actually picked up the disgusting cloth and folded it carefully. The white and round fingers were busy working on the dirty cloth, and they all felt pity for a while.
"Girl, slave and maid help you!"
"Girl, let the slave come!"
Qinghe and Dongxiu said in unison. Lan Xin smiled and shook her head and chatted: "This little thing, your girl can still do it well." Qinghe and Dongxiu glared at the sloppy old man in unison.
But the old man didn't care, his eyes were shining and staring at the neatly folded cloth by Lan Xin, dancing excitedly, and said loudly: "No thanks, no thanks! Since the little girl knows the goods like this, I will give you all this." As he spoke, the sloppy old man happily pulled out of his arms and threw it over piece by piece.
Everyone looked at the sloppy old man with a very tyrant look, and they didn't know what expression to use. It was the great monk who had always been calm, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.
After Lan Xin put the things in his purse, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he felt. Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and my eyes were shaken by something. Lan Xin looked at it, and it turned out to be the reflection of the wine in the wine glass in front of the great monk's eyes under the sun.
The wine glass in front of the great monk was the same as his person, it was also dusty, and he couldn't see any material, and there was nothing special about it. His hand holding the wine gourd was particularly calm, and he poured wine into the wine glass slowly, and the wine slowly flowed into the glass. It was already seven points full, eight points full, and nine points full, and it was about to be level with the mouth of the cup, but the great monk still didn't stop.
Lan Xin frowned, not just whether he should have been reminded. A strange thing happened, the wine that was about to overflow the glass suddenly disappeared, and the glass was empty, as if everything was just an illusion. Lan Xin's heart was so shocked that he even forgot to exclaim.
The posture of the great monk holding the wine gourd remained unchanged, and he continued to pour wine into the cup, and when he was full of seven or eight points, he stopped. The wine was in the glass, and he took it up and drank the wine inside. He continued to pour a cup for himself, and when he was full of seven or eight points, he did not stop, but continued to pour. When it was ten full, the strange scene happened again, and instead of spilling out, the wine disappeared.
Lan Xin couldn't help but murmur: If the moon is full, it will be lost, and when the water is full, it will overflow! The extreme of things is the opposite, and happiness is sad! Insatiable greed, in the end it can only be a bamboo basket to draw water!
The great monk raised his eyes to look at Lan Xin, cast an approving gaze, and instantly drooped again, as if it was just an illusion.
"Alright, you're full of wine and food, it's time to hit the road!" the sloppy old man stood up, stretched hard, and sighed contentedly, "You guys should hurry up and pack up and hurry, don't miss the place where you stay." ā
Everyone quickly packed up their things, and Lan Xin took Qinghe to salute the two of them and said, "Dao Chief, Master, say goodbye!"
"Little girl, slow down!" the great monk stretched out his hand to block Lan Xin's way.