Tomorrow is the sixth day of the seventh month, and early this morning, Sun He took the gold medal fighter and the bald head Qiang down the mountain to buy vegetables, and Zhou Xing also wanted to follow, but Sun He said that when he went up the mountain, he had to buy an extra ticket to go up the mountain.

Hearing Sun He's very reasonable reason, Zhou Xing had no choice but to stay alone in the mountains.

At about 12 o'clock in the afternoon, Sun and the others finally returned, and the three of them were tired and panting one by one, almost sticking out their tongues and panting like dogs. The sweat on his forehead was dripping down like rain, and his clothes were like they had been fished out of the water.

"Oops, I'm dying of thirst." As he spoke, the bald head walked to the kitchen water tank, scooped up a large scoop of water and drank it down.

The bald head burped after drinking the scoop of water, put down the scoop, and said, "It's too hot, the panties are wet." ”

"Okay, let's go take a shower and change your clothes, so you don't catch a cold by then." Sun He commanded.

Zhou Xing was obliged to take on this meal at noon, but he had to burn the fire and cook the dishes, which really kept Zhou Xing busy.

In the afternoon, everyone has something to do, because tomorrow is the death anniversary of the ancestor of the Seven Star Sect and the succession ceremony of Zhou Xing, the half-head, Sun He Guang sent a hero post, inviting friends from the rivers and lakes to come, including round-trip fares and food and accommodation expenses.

In order to save money, Sun He decided to cook his own dishes to entertain those friends who came to the rivers and lakes. But if you make the meat dish you bought today tomorrow, it will definitely smell. I had no choice but to fry the pork, mutton, and beef with oil first, and then put it in a ventilated place, so that there would be no smell tomorrow.

So, in the afternoon, everyone was busy, burning the fire, cutting the meat, frying the fried, and the kitchen was so lively.

When this arduous task was completed, everyone was already sweating, especially the gold medal fighter who was in charge of the fire, and even his underwear was wet if he was bald.

As soon as Sun He took off his apron, the mobile phone on his body rang. Sun He took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button: "Hey, which one?" ”

Then, he saw Sun He happily responding: "Okay, okay, I'll come down the mountain immediately, you wait a minute." ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xing was just about to ask what was going on, but Sun He himself spoke first: "Huang Jin, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, is already at the bottom of the mountain with his eldest apprentice Hua Butuo, and asked me to meet him." ”

"Peach Blossom Island?" Zhou Xing immediately thought of the Peach Blossom Island in Jin Yong's novel, the Eastern Evil Yellow Pharmacist, and Huang Rong, who was super beautiful and intelligent.

"Old Sun, is the ancestor of this Peach Blossom Island Huang Yaoshi?" Zhou Xing asked.

"It's not!" Sun He shook his head and said, "That's just a novelist's fabrication, don't take it seriously." ”

Zhou Xing wanted to ask some more questions about Peach Blossom Island, but Sun He hurriedly threw his apron aside, and said as he walked out: "I won't tell you, I'll go down to meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island." ”

After Sun He left, Zhou Xing looked at the gold medal fighter and asked, "Do you know anything about Peach Blossom Island?" ”

The gold medal fighter shook his head and said, "Master Qiqi, I don't know." ”

At about seven o'clock in the evening, Sun He finally came back with his tired body. The gold medal fighter and bald head Qiang hurriedly stepped forward and helped Sun He in.

Zhou Xing saw that Sun He looked like he was going to die, and asked worriedly, "Old Sun, are you okay?" ”

"Master, I'm fine." Sun He said weakly, the gold medal fighter poured a glass of water for Sun He, and Sun He drank a glass of water in two sips.

"Old Sun, are you tired?" Zhou Xing looked at Sun He's appearance, and said to the gold medal fighter and the bald head: "You two quickly help your master into the house to rest." ”

Sun He shook his hand and said, "No, I'll just sit down for a while." ”

Sun He's current appearance is not only like being dead or alive, but also like a person who was abandoned by his girlfriend and wanted to jump off a building and crash a car.

"Lao Sun, what's wrong with you, you were still elated when you went out in the afternoon, were you eaten tofu by an old woman on the way down or up the mountain? Or worse, ruining your body that has been guarded like jade for decades? Zhou Xing boldly guessed, apart from this reason, Zhou Xing really couldn't find any reason why Sun He was like this.

Sun He smiled bitterly and said, "Master, don't make me happy." What woman would take a fancy to me, a bad old man. ”

"Old Sun, don't be so arrogant, in fact, you are very handsome and sunny, if I were an old woman, I would definitely fall in love with you at first sight." Zhou Xing ran the train with his mouth full, anyway, he wouldn't ask Sister Feng to sleep with you if he was lying.

"Really?" Hearing Zhou Xing's words, Sun He was like being beaten with chicken blood, and he looked like he was still alive at first, but now he was immediately energetic. But the good times didn't last long, and within a few seconds, Sun He returned to his original appearance of dying, and said to himself: "What about being handsome and sunny?" It's not that she hasn't gotten her heart. ”

Zhou Xing estimated that she was Lin Qingying's master in Sun He's mouth, because the last time he learned about the Qinglian faction from Sun He, Zhou Xing could see that Sun He was extremely fond of Lin Qingying's master, and he was still a thief.

Sun He looked even more half-dead now, leaning back in his chair like a cerebral palsy patient, his eyes staring at one place, not moving.

The gold medal fighter asked worriedly: "Boss, did my master hit his head?" ”

Zhou Xing smiled and said, "I don't think I was hit, but kicked by a donkey." Sun He immediately sat up straight when he heard this, and said, "Master, I haven't been kicked in the head by a donkey." ”

"Since you weren't kicked in the head by a donkey, tell me what the hell is going on."

Sun He sighed heavily and said, "Master, this is all for the Peach Blossom Island Lord to be angry." ”

Sun He didn't mention that Zhou Xing, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, really forgot about it, Sun He didn't go down the mountain to pick up the master and apprentice of the owner of Peach Blossom Island, why did he go up the mountain alone, and said that he looked like he was going to die because he was angry with the owner of Peach Blossom Island, what is this the situation of Shenma?

Zhou Xing raised his questions to Sun He, and Sun He explained: "Master, do you know that the master and apprentice of Peach Blossom Island Island got off the train from the station in the provincial capital and took a taxi directly here, Master, do you know how much it costs to take a taxi from the provincial bus station here?" More than 300 pieces. Boss, more than 300 yuan is enough for my living expenses for a month. Sun He said with anger on his face, looking like he was going to beat someone.

Zhou Xing finally knew the reason why Sun He was going to die, and he was really angry. Zhou Xing heard Sun He say that the members of the sect who came to the Seven Stars Sect to participate in the succession ceremony of his half-head of the sect this time all included round-trip fares and accommodation. After calculation, there is only one person from a sect, and it is estimated that it will cost thousands.

Moreover, this is different from the wedding birthday banquet, and the guests who come have to give gifts. Therefore, holding this succession ceremony this time is completely a loss-making business.

The Seven Star Sect was already in decline, unlike other sects that cooperated with those large groups and large companies, as long as they completed a task, they would have hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of income. If Sun He's master and apprentice didn't have business dealings with the bald head, it is estimated that Sun He's master and apprentice would have to eat radish and cabbage every day.

"Master, you said that if other sects are like the master and apprentice of Peach Blossom Island, then wouldn't we lose a lot this time." Sun He said bitterly, he shouldn't have written a round-trip fare and room and board on the invitations to various sects.