Beard and I tossed around in the "dormitory" for a while, and then we started to make up our beds again, after all, we were going to stay here tonight.

Originally, the blue-faced man had told us both that it meant that living here required patience, and I found that he was simply taking it lightly.

Every now and then, as soon as a wind blows outside, our house becomes very smelly, as if an invisible person is secretly pooping in the house.

I didn't have a good way to do it, so I had to endure it, and as for the beard, he finally found two balls of tissue paper and stuffed it into his nostrils, which was also a kind of self-paralysis.

I took advantage of the time to sneak a glance at Wang Banxian, who didn't feel the smell at all. I put it in my heart with a capital letter, and I guess this old man is really used to it.

After another half an hour, we were both in order, and the futon was laid out.

The beard rubbed his belly and fed me. I wasn't really much better, especially when I looked out and it was already dark.

I remember that Wang Banxian didn't eat anything since he got off work.

So I asked, "Old man, are you hungry?"

Wang Banxian had been squatting at the small table during this time, studying the toy. But now he didn't pay much attention, and after listening to my words, he immediately looked up at me.

He took out a thoughtful posture and replied, "yes, it's time to eat." ”

Then he got up and beckoned us both, so let's go together.

Hu Zi was curious, and said that it was all this time, was there still a hot meal in the Governor's Palace?

Wang Banxian nodded. This time, even I thought it was incredible. I said, "Or is it the open-air cafeteria? It's 24 hours a day?"

Wang Banxian shook his head instead, he didn't like to say much, motioned to the two of us, and just followed him.

In this way, we left the dormitory, and after walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Banxian was very familiar with the entire governor's palace, and finally we came to a large mansion.

Looking at this large mansion coldly, I thought of places like the imperial dining room.

Such a big house is all about cooking. Wang Banxian asked the two of us to wait, and he walked in in a flash.

Beard took the time to talk to me, and he said that he couldn't understand why the helper was treated so well?

But both of us guessed wrong, or were fooled by this half-immortal brother. Not long after, he walked out with a small plastic bag.

The plastic bag contained a large pile of pancakes.

Wang Banxian took the two of us back the same way, and on the way, he also took the lead in eating the baked cakes first.

Beard and I still don't understand that this baked cake is our dinner, and even this baked cake is probably not liked by the people of the Governor's Palace, so they keep the leftovers.

If I didn't eat with my beard, I would be very hungry, so we would have to bite the bullet.

The pancakes were a little dry, and my beard and I were choked and rolled our eyes when we ate them like this.

Wang Banxian ate with relish. When he saw the bitter looks on our faces, he also took the initiative to explain. According to him, to eat this kind of dry pancake, you should chew it slowly and give your mouth a certain amount of time to let it secrete enough saliva to moisten the pancake.

Beard and I were still listening humbly, but the last few words absolutely thundered the two of us.

How disgusting I was, and my appetite was gone.

My beard and I just barely filled our stomachs, and then we walked and watched Wang Banxian eat this bag of baked cakes by himself.

I found out that this half-immortal, his appetite is really good, and when he returned to the dormitory, this plastic bag of baked cakes entered his stomach.

Wang Banxian was not interested in the toy, and then he rummaged through a hemp bag in the corner. The sack was supposed to be his, and contained various carpenter's tools and some miscellaneous items.

Finally, he pulled out three candles and a stationery box.

Since I became an informant, especially in this day and age, I have rarely seen iron stationery boxes, and at first glance, this stationery box is still very worn, and it is estimated that it is also old.

Wang Banxian put the candles on the table again and arranged them in a zigzag pattern.

Then he opened the stationery box, and I saw that it contained red cinnabar, a short-handled brush, and a folded talisman and so on.

Wang Banxian first dipped the cinnabar powder with a brush and wrote words on the talisman, and he still muttered from time to time.

Both Beard and I were stunned by his actions. The beard whispered to me, "What are you doing with this half-immortal?"

I said in my heart that when he asked this, he had actually already given himself the answer, and thinking about it, since the old carpenter's nickname is half immortal, he must be chattering sometimes.

I motioned for Beard to be patient and read on.

For the next quarter of an hour, Wang Banxian didn't pay any attention to the two of us, as if we didn't exist anymore. He kept chanting strange incantations and tried to burn a written talisman.

At the moment when the talisman was burning, I noticed that the three candles were strangely green.

I suspect that there is something to say about this talisman, and that it may have been contaminated with some chemical reagents, so when it encounters an open flame, it becomes like this.

I originally had a plan, I wanted to find a chance to talk to Wang Banxian again after I came back from dinner, and I wanted to talk about it or something.

Now that I look at it, I just have to give up. Beard and I became very embarrassed, especially in the whole room, and every time we talked, it felt weird.

Eventually, he couldn't hold it anymore, and he said to me, "I'll go out for a while and get some air." Then he got up.

I wanted to follow him, but suddenly, something else came to my mind.

I said in my heart that we didn't go back to the hotel tonight, why didn't Cross-Eyed and Dagen look for us?

I took out my phone, and I didn't bother to go out to make a call, so I just found a corner, crouched down, and dialed the phone.

It rang like this for a long time, and I heard the sound of cross-eyed on my phone.

This guy probably hasn't used his mobile phone much, so the moment he feeds him, I can still hear it, and he is a little excited.

I whispered about the situation between me and the beard and the cross-eyed.

Cross-eyed responded again and again, but I tasted it, and he had the intention of coping with it, and even a little absent-minded.

I asked him again, "Where are you?"

Cross-eyed replied, "It's in the hotel room."

I could feel a faint hissing sound coming from his side from time to time. I'm curious again.

I'll ask one more question, cross-eyed said it's nothing, and then emphasized that it's okay for him, Dagen and Fang Elite, everyone is resting.

I can't video on this phone, I can't see the scene over there.

I wanted to wonder if I should let Cross-Eyed give his mobile phone to Fang Haoyu, and I would call Lao Fang again and ask him about the progress over there. But suddenly, I heard the shouting of beards coming from outside the dormitory.

I was worried that this guy wouldn't be in any trouble, so I said a few more words to Cross-Eye, and hung up the phone.

I hurried out, and when I looked at it, I saw the beard.

He and a group of servants had gathered in the middle of the courtyard. At this time, there was also a wooden barrel more than half a person high and two very rudimentary benches.

Beard sat on a bench, and a strong man, also a mercenary, sat opposite Beard.

The two men looked at each other coldly, and as for the other helpers, they surrounded them.

I secretly screamed in my heart, and I said in my heart that it would be difficult for the beard to deal with this strong man, so what kind of quarrel should I have? I hurried to that side, but on the way, another question mark popped up in my mind.

I don't think the atmosphere and the scene are like a fight.

As I approached, several of the helpers saw me. They didn't welcome me very much, especially a few people who deliberately hid to the side, which showed that they wanted to keep their distance from me.

I didn't care about that, and I stared at the beard and asked the guys, "What's going on?"

There are a few people, you and I have spoken word by word.

It turned out that when the beard went out for a walk, he happened to see this strong man exercising in the middle of the courtyard.

The strong man also showed off his muscles, and said to the beard, "You are not as strong as me."

Beard is a good-looking man, can he make this step? So he and the strong man choked each other. In the end, these two people are ready to use the form of wrist wrestling to fight the winner.

I didn't know what to say after listening to it, and what about the beard, he took advantage of the time to add another sentence, that means, let me just hide aside and watch, he wants to use practical actions to slap this strong man in the face.

The strong man suddenly smiled, especially with confidence. He also raised his thick arms and tensed his muscles again in front of everyone.

His biceps muscles are too developed, like a big steamed bun. The strong man also looked sideways at the mumbling muscles and kissed it.

I vaguely feel that this guy is too narcissistic.

As for the helpers, they suddenly started to heckle, and many people shouted, "Hurry, hurry!"

With a stiff face, he put his hands on the barrel first. The strong man was half a beat slower, but he also learned to have a beard. In the end, the two men held hands.

I looked at it in comparison, and the strong man's arms were at least two or three times thicker than his beard.

To be honest, I know the bottom of the beard, he is indeed in great health, especially he has been transformed, and he has a lot of strength all over his body, but then again, I don't recommend him to fight for this kind of length in my heart?

It's as if someone asks, who is the best lion and tiger? There are even people who have studied this fiercely, trying to find all kinds of data to prove who is the king.

In fact, I want to complain, why do lions and tigers want to compete for the first place? They have that time, what is it good to do? Even have that physical strength, how good is it to go hunting and eat meat?

I still want to persuade the beard again, who knows that the strong man has taken the lead.

He snorted and shook his head at his beard with disdain.

The beard is like a lit cannonball, and it is completely fried. He also shouted to the people around him, "Come out and call Lao Tzu one, two, three." ”

One of the mercenaries immediately approached with a grin, shouting and waving his hand.

When he shouted to three, the beard and the strong man exerted their strength together.

The beard was better, and when the strong man exerted his strength, the whole head was bruised, and his thick arms bulged out again for a while.

If this strong man is just a bodybuilder, don't look at him with thick arms, but he is likely to be the master of the outside and the middle. The problem is that this strong man is a mercenary, and his muscles are formed through a combination of work and amateur exercise.

I don't think it's too much to call this strong man a wrestler, and not long after these two men competed, his beard fell into the wind.

I watched as the strong man's wrist successfully suppressed the beard, and the beard's arm also deflected outward little by little.

I sighed secretly, and even thought about how to comfort the losing beard for a while, but suddenly, something unexpected happened......

(End of chapter)