Unnamed Artist 2

At the door of the inn, Mo Xiaobei caught Qiu Xiaodong, who was fleeing, and then blocked him in the corner.

"Run, you're running? Haven't you claimed to have practiced flying on the grass? You fly one and I'll see. ”

Qiu Xiaodong, who was caught by Xiaobei again, also looked helpless, this is why Xiucai met the soldiers, and it was unreasonable.

"You, you're not right, the son once said ......"

As soon as he heard this clichΓ©, Xiaobei immediately interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, if you don't play this play for me well today, don't talk about books, I dare to tear your clothes for you, believe it or not?" ”

As soon as Qiu Xiaodong heard Xiaobei's rogue words, he immediately coaxed: "Believe in it, but you have to return the Analects to me first." ”

Xiaobei also knew the way of the radish and the stick, so he happily returned the "Analects".

"Let's talk about it, after you catch it, don't let go, and let it go when I get there, understand?"

Qiu Xiaodong held the "Analects" and was a little absent-minded: "I understand, I'll do my best, don't get your hopes up." ”

"I believe in your abilities. It's coming, it's coming, it's over there. ”

Xiaobei hid back to the inn and walked from the corner of the street......

Qiu Xiaodong stuffed the book into his arms, and then stopped in front of Wushuang: "Girl, please stay!" Coax in the lower gate of the North Continent, can you make a friend? ”

Zhu Wushuang couldn't cry or laugh, and patted his little face: "Little friend, there are some things, let's talk about them when you grow up." ”

"Good, very good, Xiangshan has no shadow foot....."

It's a pity that his little arms and legs have no deterrent power at all, but they are hugged by Wushuang.

"Let go of me, I'm going to break the news."

"Hey, my sister is not interested in gossip~"

Qiu Xiaodong said in a low voice: "I am a real thing, not hype, someone snatched my book and forced me to arrest you." ”

Zhu Wushuang now had the bottom of his heart, and then asked carefully: "Oh~ Who is so boring, come and tell me." ”

"You wait, you just have to let me catch her, she'll be right away."

"Okay, then how are you going to capture me?"

"Stand still here."

"Hmm."

Xiao Dong stretched out his hand and directly twisted Wushuang's arm, "Xiangshan has no shadow feet." ”

Wushuang immediately let out a "miserable scream": "Oops~"

In the inn, Xiaobei saw that Xiao Dong had succeeded, and immediately shouted: "It's terrible, something is wrong, Uncle Xiucai is coming to save people." ”

"Lu Xiucai?" Wushuang muttered, then asked, "He asked you to do this?" ”

By mistake, Xiao Dong immediately nodded: "That's right, it's her from beginning to end, don't say it's my secret." ”

"No problem."

After a while, Mo Xiaobei came out with a show: "It's the one outside." ”

Lu Xiucai looked at Xiao Dong: "This is what you call a bully?" ”

Becky nodded triumphantly.

Xiucai pulled Qiu Xiaodong over, "Come here, if you don't obey you, where is your home address, tell me." ”

Wushuang almost drowned Xiucai with a mouthful of spit: "Don't pretend, is it interesting that such an adult still plays this trick?" Interesting? ”

Lu Xiucai was puzzled for a while: "What do you mean?" ”

"You mean! Shame on you! ”

After scolding, Wushuang walked into the inn angrily.

Xiucai was about to die of injustice, and immediately chased after Wushuang to explain.

And Mo Xiaobei saw that his perfect plan was shattered, and he couldn't help but be angry: "Qiu Xiaodong! You don't want books anymore for you. ”

"Keep it for yourself, bye-bye!."

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Zhu Wushuang in the women's dormitory was still indignant, muttering: "How could he be such a person?" I'm blind, what's so good about him? ”

Mo Xiaobei hurriedly said good things for Xiucai: "People not only have knowledge, but also great wisdom, great wisdom." ”

"Oh, call a child to save the beauty of the hero, this is great wisdom? Took the wrong medicine. ”

Mo Xiaobei was also angry and didn't know where to go: "You ......"

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have given him a good face in the first place."

Hearing Wushuang mention the incident in the afternoon again, Mo Xiaobei was angry and annoyed, "Can we stop mentioning him?" ”

"If you don't mention him, what do you mention?"

Mo Xiaobei's eyes rolled, and he thought of a good idea, "Let's just say, what do you like the most?" ”

"I like you." Wushuang replied without thinking.

Although Mo Xiaobei was very happy to hear this, he still induced: "I'm talking about things, for example, what kind of gift do you want to get most for your birthday?" ”

A trace of anticipation and joy flashed in Wushuang's eyes, and he cautiously tentatively said, "Why are you asking this?" Do you want to give me a gift? ”

Xiaobei was also mistaken, so he continued with the conversation: "Even if it is, what do you want?" ”

"It's a day off." Wushuang couldn't wait to reply.

"Huh? That's all you need? Xiao Bei was very disappointed when she heard this.

"Every time I have a birthday, I'm busy coming in and out. I always thought about how nice it would be if one day I could just sit there and have everybody come and serve me. ”

"So, when is your birthday?"

"The second day of the Lunar New Year."

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Tong Xiangyu's room......

Lao Bai held a stack of books and showed it to the shopkeeper like a treasure: "Shopkeeper, please see, "Yue Nu Sword", "Su Nu Sword", "Jade Girl Sword", with Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying's autographs on it. "Three Swords of Lightning", "Seven Swords of Tianshan", "Dugu Nine Swords" and "Thirteen Swords of Death". ”

"This is good, the name alone is ......domineering," he said, and the shopkeeper picked up the book "Thirteen Swords of Death", but he frowned after just turning a few pages, "That's not right." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Why are there all the words on it?"

"You nonsense, can you do it without words on the sword book?"

The shopkeeper swore and said: "There is no word on the Hengshan sword book, I have seen it myself, it is two villains competing swords, just like a comic book." ”

When Bai Zhantang heard this, he immediately retorted: "Impossible, as the saying goes: the sword is light and agile, the sword is heavy, and the most important thing in swordsmanship is the sword intent. ”

"What do you know, if it's a dead move, how did the Hengshan faction get up. Back then, Mo Taichong was a bun seller, and if he didn't have a few clicks, he could sweep away the eight thousand thieves. ”

"Eight thousand?! Why don't you say 80,000? ”

"I don't care, anyway, you find me someone to bring a painting, these are not painted."

"I really don't, you ask around, how can there be a painting in the sword book."

Tong Xiangyu had no choice, and sighed: "No, then you go to West Street to find the shopkeeper." ”

"What are you doing with him?"

"Help me order a Nanmu coffin, a little spacious, preferably with a mezzanine."

When Bai Zhantang heard this, what else could he do?

"Okay, okay, can't I find it for you? I really can't do it, I'll find someone to draw it for you, it's okay. ”

"Okay!"