Chapter 810: Pretending to be a ghost
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Ling Yang and He Zhuangnan both knew the little Jiujiu in each other's hearts, but they all pretended to be confused, and no one would mention this matter first. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoBecause in business negotiations, whoever shows impatience first has already lost at the starting line and will definitely be at a disadvantage in the next negotiations.
Seeing that the dishes were almost served, Ling Yang drove all the servants out, closed the door, and personally served a bowl of hot dog meat and tofu soup for He Zhuangnan: "Drink more soup to nourish your body." Otherwise, when I go home at night to pay the public grain, what should I do if my sister-in-law is not satisfied, hahahaha. ”
Ling Yang pulled the topic to the woman, and He Zhuangnan finally relaxed a little, but when he heard Ling Yang talk about his own tigress, he just poked at the sore spot of He Zhuangnan, and snorted coldly: "Brother is not as young as you, and the little thing at night has long been seen as unimportant, to put it bluntly, it's just like that, it's not interesting." ”
After all, he still took a sip of soup. Seeing this, Ling Yang hurriedly poured a glass of tonic wine for He Zhuangnan: "You try this, this is the most famous old Chinese medicine doctor in Huaguo who prepared it by himself, it is said that there are thirty-six flavors of Chinese herbs in it, which are the most nourishing yin and tonifying the kidneys, if you drink so many cups, you will ensure that you will be fierce at night, and you will attack your sister-in-law screaming again and again." ”
As a son-in-law, Ha Zhuangnan is not welcomed in the He family, which is already an open secret in Liu Jingli. Seeing that Ling Yang didn't open any pot, He Zhuangnan deliberately tried his best to sprinkle salt on his wounds, his face was angry, and the wine glass slammed on the table: "I don't bother you with that little matter with my clumsy wife, you invited me today, you don't just want to test our husband and wife life and disharmony, right?" ”
"How can it, how can it." Ling Yang smiled and slapped himself lightly: "Look at my broken mouth, I can't control myself." Brother He, don't go to your heart, let's not talk about family affairs or official affairs, just talk about Fengyue, is it okay to talk about Fengyue? ”
He Zhuangnan drank a glass of wine, picked up a piece of deer tendon and put it in his mouth: "Talking about Fengyue, I see that you kid is young, what can you know about Fengyue?" ”
He Zhuangnan is a lifelong drinker, as long as there is a drinking field, no matter who the drinking friend is, he will drink happily, and he is not humble to Ling Yang, the master, who drinks a left and right cup happily.
After a gust of wind and clouds, He Zhuangnan found that Ling Yang's alcohol consumption was actually good, and every time he drank a glass, Ling Yang would quietly follow a glass, not drinking less at all. With six or seven minutes of drunkenness, He Zhuangnan felt as if there was a flame burning more and more in his lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but move his mind, wiped his mouth and said, "I've eaten almost, didn't you arrange any other shows?" Why don't we go and see it now, I have limited time, and I have to go out to run errands after watching the show. ”
Ling Yang saw that He Zhuangnan clearly regarded himself as a wronged man, and he wanted to leave after eating and drinking enough and having fun, how could he let He Zhuangnan get his wish, he smiled and agreed, and suddenly pointed at He Zhuangnan's head and screamed: "Oh, I'm Cao, this, this ......"
He Zhuangnan was taken aback by Ling Yang, wiped a handful on his forehead, and didn't see anything dirty, and said in a daze: "Why are you so surprised, what did you see?" ”
Ling Yang took out the big fool of Northeast China, and said: "Forget it, you don't necessarily believe it when you say it, or don't say it." ”
He Zhuangnan really hit the trick and asked: "What do you believe or not, what do you want to say." ”
Ling Yang showed a look of embarrassment, and looked left and right at He Zhuangnan's greasy face: "If I say it, you must not be angry." ”
Seeing that Ling Yang was pretending to be a ghost, He Zhuangnan was secretly amused in his heart, poured himself a glass of wine, and tasted the sweet and sour yam beans with sweet and sour drinks: "It's okay to have something to say." ”
Ling Yang sat on the chair, his hands and ten fingers pinched quickly, and the expression on his face became more and more shocked: "Brother He, thanks to you for meeting me today, if you are a few days late, at least you will lack arms and legs, and you will not even be able to save your life if it is serious, you have bumped into a life-killing soul chaser!" ”
He Zhuangnan almost choked on a sip of wine: "What, what? ”
"Soul Chaser!" Ling Yang said with a matter: "The younger brother is from Huaguo, and when he was a child, he was sent by his family to Longhu Mountain Zhang Tianshi to learn fortune-telling and divination for a few years. I saw that Brother He's Yin Tang was dark, and the three wrinkles on his forehead converged a little, forming the shape of a broken arrow, which was the manifestation of being killed and chasing souls. If you fall into this kind of evil, within three or five days, you will be injured and your limbs will be damaged, and you will be worried about your life. ”
He Zhuangnan smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the little brother is still proficient in these side techniques, could it be that before entering the Li family to serve his life, he was still deceived by performing arts on the street?" ”
Ling Yangming knew that He Zhuangnan would not believe it easily, but he was not discouraged at all, and said: "Brother He doesn't believe in the younger brother, which is also reasonable. However, in addition to the rough face-to-face technique, the younger brother also has a bit of attainment in palmistry, if Brother He agrees, you might as well let the younger brother see your palm print life. ”
He Zhuangnan thought that he would beat the child on a rainy day, and he would be idle if he was idle, and he would have to look at the hateful face of the tigress when he went back, so it was better to hang out with this interesting boy here for a while, and he could also pass the boring time, so he happily stretched out a left hand.
Ling Yang shook his head and said: "Palmistry depends on the right hand, the so-called right is precious, commonly known as clouds, no one can get out of the right, what is said is the lower left and the upper right, the palm pattern of the right hand, in order to more accurately show the master's luck and destiny." Here, change your hand. ”
Ling Yang straightened He Zhuangnan's right hand, carefully combed the palm print with his gaze, and sighed again and again.
Seeing Ling Yang's solemn face, He Zhuangnan was suspicious: "Good and dignified, what are you sighing for?" ”
Ling Yang thought to himself, can I not sigh? I have almost all the words in my stomach about fortune-telling and deception on the rivers and lakes, and if the language is poor, can you believe it?
However, after all, Ling Yang is a modern young man who has undergone formal scientific and cultural knowledge education in China, and there is still a little ink in his stomach, and his mouth is dry with a sigh, so he slanted at He Zhuangnan: "Because I found out that Brother He not only committed the murder of chasing souls, but also the backyard outside the house seems to be burning together." This, this is clearly a peach blossom green hat! ”
"What? Peach blossom green, green hat? He Zhuangnan was completely stunned: "What is this?" ”
Ling Yang couldn't help himself from laughing, and said seriously: "The so-called peach blossom green hat shows that your wife and concubine have all cheated and thrown themselves into the arms of other men. Brother He, you should mourn and change! ”
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