How to pit?

How can you castrate if you can't get a pit?

I have to say that Baoyu and Brother Shen are mixed together, chatting and chatting is a crooked building.

They asked for side dishes, served fine wine, and drank them for half the night.

Among them, there are all kinds of speculations, and Shen Ge'er's down-to-earth methods always inadvertently make Baoyu shoot the case......

"Second master, the truth that the poem number is to be studied, if we report the poem number, won't it be clear to the family?"

Le Yangshen's teeth were broken and could not be recovered, so he blessed him with righteousness when he ate.

The teeth were really sharp and white.

The candle flame reflecting the yellowish light has a kind of charm and conspiracy......

Baoyu also drank a lot, and while swaying and competing with a plate of vinegared peanuts, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and laughed.

That's right, Miaoyu said that he had to have a poem number to enter Luoshui, so did he have to give a real poem number?

Jinshi needs to study a truth, such as Li Yuhang's doctrine of indoctrination, the reincarnation principle of oriental reincarnation, he is just a two-guted person, and now there is a yarn truth?

"Brother Shen, it's still your brain!"

Baoyu patted Le Yangshen on the shoulder and praised.

Le Yangshen's eyes also lit up, and he joked: "Second master, let's get two fake ones?"

"Get two get two,"

Baoyu used his talent to steam away the smell of wine, squinting his eyes and thinking.

Just looking at his squinting appearance, Le Yangshen felt that the boss was happy.

He knows very well that once the second master squints, he will find a way to trick people......

The flowers are half-opened, and the wine is slightly drunk.

If it is far away, it seems to be far and close.

It is just right to drink a little drunk wine, and the two of them slept soundly all night, not to mention all kinds of sweetness.

Early the next morning, Baoyu packed up his rope and went out in a black fox coat, followed by Le Yangshen.

They are going to leave a poem, and they have to go straight to Luoshui City.

But when he entered the lobby of the Deliberation Inn, Baoyu's face changed.

He changed his mind, spent a sky-high price of five hundred taels of silver, asked for a table to eat early, and picked a seat by the window, looking quite comfortable......

"Second master, why did you change your mind?"

Le Yangshen asked in a low voice, and also looked around cautiously.

He saw a number of people eating breakfast in the lobby, dressed differently, but all of them were luxurious.

Only there was a sloppy man named Hanako on the side, with a lot of sludge on his face, and a small Luoshui carp.

The carp is no more than the size of a palm, and this old man is shouting in the inn......

"The shopkeeper, where is the shopkeeper? The old boy wants to exchange this carp for wine, and sell a few catties!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Le Yangshen sighed, looked at Baoyu, and quickly covered his mouth.

Baoyu also smiled, and raised her hand slightly, wanting to say hello.

But at this time, when Miaoyu walked down from the second floor, Baoyu paused for a moment, and smoothly sorted out the black fox big gun, without speaking......

"It's always called a flower, this is a bargaining inn, and you little fish can't exchange it for wine. ”

Considering that the accommodation fee of the inn is 1,000 taels of silver a day, the meal is more expensive, 500 taels for breakfast, 800 taels for lunch, and 800 taels for dinner, where can I exchange it for wine?

Zhong Ling'er went to pick up the old man's flowers, but quietly stuffed a bag of hot steamed buns over, which made Baoyu almost laugh and spray the tea for breakfast.

He almost burst out laughing, Shui Yingguang, who was going downstairs, was originally quite leisurely, drinking tea with a small pot, and a mouthful of tea sprayed all over the ground, causing a few dissatisfied cold snorts.

He didn't care, he sat down at Baoyu, picked up Baoyu's breakfast and ate it.

The eyes of the Son of Heaven, who should have closed the court, and even the whole map of the country, also brought a glimmer of interest......

"Your Majesty, you are not authentic. Baoyu pouted and said.

"Boy, I didn't see you say anything. "Shui Yingguang didn't give an inch.

They smiled at the same time, looking at the old man called Hua, and also at the graceful Miaoyu monk with lotus steps, holding his chin with one hand, and his posture was the same as that carved out of a mold......

I saw that Miaoyu didn't like fishy, and she didn't dislike the mud covered in the old flower as if she had gone down the river.

She took the little carp and turned away.

"Ling'er, sell him two taels of old wine,"

Miaoyu paused slightly as she went upstairs and added. "Give him a plate of fennel beans again, look at him very pitiful, if there is no place to live, give him the backyard firewood room. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Ling'er quickly brought old wine and a small plate of fennel beans, and when she came back, Miaoyu also disappeared at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

The lifters who had been paying attention to this side looked away at the same time, and the muttering sound was also slightly heard.

"Miaoyu said, 'Look at him pitiful', he shouldn't be a capable person in the game, I thought that there should be no mortals here. ”

"Two taels of old wine, a stack of fennel beans, this old flower is a big bargain. ”

They saw that the old lady was carrying old wine and fennel beans, as if they were looking for a place to sit, and they didn't care much.

According to what they think, this old flower eats some old wine, and it is already a supreme honor to be able to squat in the lobby of the inn......

Syllable!

Suddenly, a crisp sound came.

Everyone turned their heads to look and found that Lao Zhaohua was so bold that he threw the stack of fennel beans on a table, and took a sip of old wine, with three or two beans, and ate it very unhappily.

The man in the purple robe on the table over there was already a blue face with anger.

The purple-clothed man's saber was also drawn half an inch......

Click!

The man put his sword back in his sheath, pressed a large silver ingot into the table, and said proudly, "You, change places." ”

Lao Zhaohua threw away a covetous look, and couldn't wait to reach out to pick it, but the silver coin didn't enter the table, he couldn't pick it out, so he simply picked up the table and left.

This time, the purple-clothed man's face was even more ugly, and the sword was completely unsheathed!

"I'm a famous family, how can I be insulted by you, an old man named Hanako?"

The man in purple drew his sword and stabbed, the sharp tip of the sword, straight into the back of the old flower's heart.

This is to have a cool heart, without the slightest softness!

The man in purple didn't have a righteous body, and he didn't have a chapter, so he stabbed it like this, thinking that an old man named Hua must have died tragically on the spot.

As if he was afraid that people would say that he hurt people behind his back, his movements were very slow, and he also opened his mouth to remind the old man to call Hua, and coldly uttered the word 'death'......

Seeing such a scene, someone shook his head and laughed, and said, "Why should Brother Simon be angry? ”

Some people also smiled indifferently: "Brother Ximen is the sister-in-law of the Ximen family of the Eight Families of the Fadao, and the name of Ximen Xue shows his noble status, I am afraid that I have never seen the crazy Diao Min, and I think I deliberately gave him an ugly look, right?"

These two people excused Ximen Xue every sentence, and between their words, they also pointed out Ximen Xue's identity.

Shui Yingguang heard it, his eyes brightened, and he said with a little coldness: "Ximen Xue, I used the surnames of two of the eight families of the Fa Dao to make a name, this guy should be the son of the marriage of the Ximen family and the Xue family, and his status is transcendent." ”

"Oh, will you trouble me?"

Baoyu only cares about this, and doesn't care about the life and death of the old flower.

There are also people in the hall who are concerned, as literati, they can't bear to see ordinary people die on the spot.

But when they heard Ximen Xue's name, they hesitated slightly, but they missed the opportunity to stop them......

"Hmph, the literati of the Great Zhou, the so-called pride of the sky, are all people who seek fame and fortune and are afraid of power!"

Shui Yingguang stood up angrily and smashed the table with one palm.

Baoyu looked at the collapsed table and the breakfast spilled all over the floor, and wanted to cry without tears.

He raised his head and glared at Shui Yingguang pitifully, and said with a wry smile: "Shui Gongzi, you don't think I'm dying fast enough, right?

Hearing this, Father-in-law Zhen covered his face and turned his head to the side.

Sure enough, the tip of the sword stabbed by Ximen Xue was stuck in the air, and everyone in the hall glared at him with murderous eyes.

They looked at Shui Yingguang and felt that they didn't know each other, and they looked at the people at the same table.

Dozens of sharp eyes swept over Baoyu, Gonggong Zhen and Le Yangshen, and finally on Baoyu's black fox daze, suddenly frozen!

"Black Fox Dayu, it turned out to be Jia Baoyu, who is a poet, and my son thought, who dares to provoke my Ximen and Xue family?"

Ximen Xue's sword blade threw out an arc, and Chong Baoyu's face was slashed far away.

Homeopathic, but also cut off the head of the old flower.

When the people in the hall saw Ximen Xue coming out, they also sat back, laughing and chanting to see the excitement.

However, they only saw Baoyu's regretful expression......

Swish!

The sword light is like lightning, and the sharpness is incomparable.

But immediately after, the Eight Treasure Sword worth 5,000 taels of silver was vigorously stationary, and Ximen Xue was stunned and pulled once, but still did not move.

He looked back in surprise and found that the two rows of big teeth of the old man named Hua Xuebai were neatly bitten tightly......

"Who are you? Ben Gongzi killed you, and he had the courage to resist?"

Ximen Xue's eyes are like snake pythons, and when she speaks gloomily, she wants to be upright.

However...... Click!

In a crisp voice, Lao Xianghua bit off the Eight Treasure Sword worth five thousand taels of silver, chewed the fragments in his mouth, and squirted out metal shards all over the ground.

"Black shop, definitely black shop! Black people, absolutely black people!"

The old man jumped to his feet angrily, and scolded the heavens and the earth: "What kind of dog/fart inn is this? Lao Tong'er's medicine fish, that is the old boy's good life and conditioning, after eating for three years, he will not be sick, and he only gives the old boy two taels of old wine and a stack of broken beans?"

The old boy endured it, drank some wine and ate beans, and there were still people who wanted to kill the old boy? Unreasonable, you are unreasonable......

This angry scolding is really very imposing.

The dry mud stars on the old flower exploded, spraying the people around him all over their faces.

Ximen Xue bore the brunt of the blow, and was actually knocked out by a very light mud drop, and he couldn't get up on his knees......

"Humph!"

On the second floor of the inn, a clear cold snort suddenly sounded.

Baoyu couldn't help coughing twice, rushed to the second floor, and asked Le Yangshen to take a silver ticket of 10,000 taels and put it on the windowsill.

He went over and grabbed Lao Zhaohua, walked to an intact table, and smiled upstairs: "The loss is accompanied by the juniors, and please ask the Miaoyu monk to calm his anger, don't tell Goddess Zhen Mi about this matter, right?"

"You're out, so, forget it. ”

After the cold voice, the hall was silent.

The people in the hall, you look at me, I look at you, lowered his head and went outside, always called Hua to swallow his saliva again and again, became very honest, and sat down with Baoyu.

"Zhen Mi, this is Luoshui Zhen Mi's dojo?"

The old flower took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and suddenly cried.

"Pick up an old life, Brother Bao, I have to thank you this time, woo the old boy just thought it was weird here, no one was sick, how could he have thought that it would be that ruthless demon...... No, it could be the dojo of that American Super Immortal?"

"With our relationship, you're welcome. ”

Baoyu said that he was not polite, but he said politely.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhaohua's eyes brightened, and he unceremoniously stretched out his dirty hand and begged: "Silver, give the old boy silver." The 10,000 taels of old boy only took five taels of silver, and you owe the old boy 9,995 taels of silver! Make up a whole number and give the old boy 10,000 taels!"

"Why do you only take five taels of silver?"

Baoyu felt that the expenses were too fast, and she also felt that she was at a loss.

The more than 9,000 taels of silver, he felt that Shui Yingguang would not give it......

Lao Zhaohua twitched his nose that turned red from drinking, and said sadly: "The old boy practices medicine to help the world, and some people are not short of food, how can I think that no one is sick here? No, you give the old boy silver, and you can't miss a lot of money!"

No one gets sick?

Baoyu's fingers paused and asked, "Have you been into Luoshui?"

"What do you care? Hurry up and give the old boy silver! The old boy helped you digest Shui Yingguang's dragon whiskers, which is enough for the price!"

"Don't ......"

Baoyu's raised palm froze in mid-air, and he wanted to stop Sun Simiao from talking about it.

It's a pity that Sun Simiao is afraid that he won't give money, and he will speak loudly, really, too fast......

He looked back and found that Shui Yingguang had already stood up with a strange smile, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Baoyu looked at Sun Simiao with pity, took out 10,000 taels of silver tickets without saying a word, put it down, got up and left.

walked to the door, suddenly turned around, and said very embarrassed: "Senior, you said that you are bold and small-hearted, and you have always been cautious in your life, but juniors, I really doubt how you lived for so long......

Tsk, you're ...... lucky."

What does it mean?

Sun Simiao is ignorant and very pitiful.

Baoyu and Le Yang Shen walked to the bottom of the iron stele, and the gentleman's sword was too sharp, so Le Yang Shen drew his sword and engraved the poem number of the two.

They didn't look back, and walked towards the Biboluo water in front.

And behind them, dressed in purple, quietly turned the iron monument......

"If you look at a person with a poem and understand the truth of that person, his weaknesses will naturally be revealed. ”

Ximen Xue looked up while wiping the mud from her chest.

Baoyu's poem made him smile with a very mocking smile...... 2k reading web