Chapter Eighty-Three: Song Jiang, Are You from Africa?
Because Pan Jinlian believed that "Lan Lan" was just a pot of orchids, the topic of Lan Lan did not continue.
Seeing that Pan Jinlian was no longer allowed to ask, Lu Zhishen also relieved his mouth, and sat on the ground dejectedly as if his whole body strength had been drained-you said that if Lu Zhishen shouted the slogan "Lanlan", maybe he would really be able to live like this.
"Brother, you take a break, I'll go and see if there is anyone on the other side of this Gangzi, even if we won't be able to pass this Gangzi for a while, it's good to buy some food." After resting for a while, Wu Song stood up and said to Zhou Tian. Because Lu Zhishen not only has a big mouth, but also a large amount of food, so Zhou Tian and others will always have a phenomenon of running out of cooking along the way, this morning, this last steamed bun is buried in the mouth of Lu Zhishen who has a poor appetite due to illness, if it weren't for Lu Zhishen's illness, I'm afraid that he would run out of food yesterday, hey, Lord Stove, let Lu Zhishen be sick......
"Goku, go ahead." Zhou Tian now has the feeling of "Journey to the West", Lu Zhishen is Tang Seng, with a shaved head and a special love for purr, except for eating meat and drinking wine, it is basically the same. Pan Jinlian belongs to Zhu Bajie, basically doesn't do anything, of course, this is the privilege of a weak woman, and she is a sand monk, I didn't see it, didn't I carry the salute by myself. Wu Song is the worst, in addition to being a white dragon horse for Lu Zhishen to ride, he also has to take on the important task of the senior brother going out to fast. Zhou Tian now doubts that he will attract goblins if he has gathered this set of lineups, and the most curious thing is whether Lu Zhishen's meat has an effect on Tang Seng meat......
"What did my brother say?" Wu Song obviously didn't hear Zhou Tian's words clearly, and asked.
"Ahem, I mean, if you pass by a restaurant or something like that, don't eat and drink, and make a mistake with wine." Wu Song's wine is so bad that when he gets drunk, he not only beats people, but also beats tigers.
"Brother, don't worry, I'm awake." After speaking, Wu Song carried two ring knives, and went to Gangzi to help the master fast......
"Big mouth, what's going on with Lan Lan." After Wu Song left, Zhou Tian, who was a little bored, leaned next to Lu Zhishen and asked with a smile.
"If you mention this matter again, don't blame the Sprinkle family for turning against you." The toss with Wu Song just now had exhausted this Lu Zhishen's strength, and seeing that Zhou Tian came to ask about Lan Lan again, this Lu Zhishen had to put some cruel words to listen to Zhou Tian.
"If you don't say it, you won't say it, as for being so atmospheric." Zhou Tian looked at Lu Zhishen's iron blue face, and knew that Lan Lan should be Lu Zhishen's reverse scales, so it was better not to touch it.
Zhou Tian muttered, then gave up Lu Zhishen, walked to Pan Jinlian's side, and didn't care about Lu Zhishen on the side, the two flirted and scolded, don't tell me who Lan Lan is, Lao Tzu envy you to death......
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"Why hasn't the second child come back, shouldn't I have met the big worm again?" Zhou Tian has been flirting with Pan Jinlian for some time, his mouth is almost bald, and Wu Song has not come back yet.
"You can't just think of something good...... Maybe you'll actually meet a big bug. "When it comes to Wu Song, he can't do without tigers, even Pan Jinlian in this era is the same, just like when he talks about Wu Dalang, he can think of cooking cakes.
The two of them were worried, but they saw a group of people coming down from top of the Gangzi, led by Wu Song, and the person next to Wu Song couldn't see his face clearly, it was quite dark, it should be an African friend.
"Brother, look who is here." When it was close, Wu Song pointed to the black man beside him and said excitedly.
“hello,www.xstxt.org。” Seeing the black African baring his teeth at himself, we can't be rude, although our English is not very good, but the ability to say a few kind words is still there, as soon as this English is spoken, it must give Wu Song a face, and finally say - African teeth are really white.
"Brother, where is your brother from, I can't understand his dialect at all." The black African man was stunned when he heard Zhou Tian's words, and he actually opened his mouth to ask Wu Song on the side in Chinese.
"You can speak Chinese, there are African students studying abroad this year." Seeing that the black African can speak Chinese, Zhou Tian is still very novel, although I have seen many black people who have spoken Chinese on TV, but none of them can speak as fluently as the one in front of him, and even have a bit of Shandong Yuncheng accent between these words.
"I heard it clearly this time, so I don't know what you mean by this brother." The African man had doubts on his dark face, and asked Wu Song on the side.
"I didn't understand either, so I guess people can't get malaria and start talking nonsense." Wu Song was also a little confused by Zhou Tian's words, pulled Zhou Tian aside, and said, "Brother, what happened to you today, let Nalu's big mouth be infected with malaria, how did you talk nonsense." ”
"Nonsense, what nonsense, the second child, you are really powerful, and you even know Africans." Zhou Tian replied.
"It seems that my brother really let Nalu's big mouth infect, how can there be any Africans...... What is African. Wu Song touched Zhou Tian's head and said.
"It's the black guy next to you." Zhou Tian pointed to Africans not far away.
"That's Brother Song Jiang, but he's not an African." Wu Song hurriedly blocked Zhou Tian's fingers, and it was impolite to point his fingers at others, even in the Song Dynasty.
"That person is Brother Song Gongming?!" Zhou Tian turned his head and looked like an African Song Jiang, who looked like Kobe, didn't look like Chinese. Being black is a disadvantage, looking so black like Song Jiang, that's the characteristic, if you put it in an African refugee camp, you can't tell it if you don't tie a red rope.
“what…… The elder brother is Song Jiang Song Abbot, and the younger brother was rude just now. "After the misunderstanding is clarified, Zhou Tian doesn't care what kind of race Song Jiang is, let's pay a visit first.
"Brother is Wu Dalang, Erlang has already told me about his brother before, and the rest will be said later, let's go to the old lady Kong's Zhuangzi to rest and rest." Song Jiang didn't talk much, but he could talk to the point, Zhou Tian and the others had been working under this gang for several hours, and they were cold and hungry, but it was not the time to speak.
After a few words of greeting with Zhou Tian, Song Jiang went over to visit Lu Zhishen again, at this time Lu Zhishen had been packed in something similar to a stretcher, afraid that people would fall out of it, so Lu Zhishen was wrapped tightly, if it wasn't for the man next to him who didn't hold a knife in his hand, some people believed that he killed pigs.
Lu Zhishen, who was fiddled with like a piglet, saw Song Jiang coming over and wanted to get up, but he couldn't get up at all, so he had to lie down and talk to Song Jiang.
I don't know what Song Jiang said to him, anyway, after a few words, Lu Zhishen was bitter snot and cried, it seems that this foolish Lu Dazui has met his opponent today......
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