"Okay, Brother Chuan, wait."

The man took the paper, answered, and turned and trotted out of the six doors.

The young man's gaze followed the paper. As soon as the drawing paper disappeared at the door of the six doors, the young man was already looking through it, smacking his lips and exclaiming excitedly: "Oops, hey, why did my fried chicken legs fly?" Come back! Come back! ”

Wang Chuan was happy to see that the young man was distracted. But the young man's residual power was still there, and even if he didn't look at the group of people in the main hall, that group of people didn't dare to break into the hall again. The men were afraid of being bitten by castration, the women didn't want to be called "", and no one even dared to make a noise anymore.

The whole world is quiet!

Wang Chuan had a feeling that the Supreme Treasure had finally swatted Tang Seng to death for a moment, only to feel that the pores on his body were all transparent all at once, which was more comfortable than being put into battle by Sister Han and Sister Bottle and Sister Xiaolian.

From time to time, I thought of quarrels in the side hall, and the problem of the two was difficult to solve for a while. The people in the main hall listened quietly, and at the same time carefully observed the young man, lest the young man turn his attention and come back to them.

The sun was moving into the sky, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. There was a room full of people in the main hall, the air was not smooth, and some people had already begun to sweat wildly. Wang Chuan gradually felt hungry, and his stomach was gurgling, so he called another person, watched him for a while, and went to have lunch by himself.

At this time, the food in the canteen was not ready, so Wang Chuan had to go out of the six doors and go to the tavern next door to eat. There was still a meal owed in the tavern next door, which was enough for Wang Chuan to have lunch.

The sun was scorching outside, and pedestrians were sparse. The blazing sunlight drove away the shadows under the wall on one side of the six doors, forcing Wang Chuan to walk along the other side in order to find shade. When passing by Willow Lane, Sister Han happened to be under the shade of a tree, leaning sideways with her back against the trunk of the tree.

Sister Han held a small lotus fan in her hand, and the breeze blowing from the fan made the hair on her forehead fluffy, but it was still difficult to drive away the heat in the sky, but it made her cheeks hot and cold, dyed two pieces of red, making her look lazy and charming.

"Why did Wang Zhuhai come here at this time?"

Sister Han raised her phoenix eyes, glanced at Wang Chuan lazily, and spoke weakly, "It's weirdly hot at this time, and the slave family is not in the mood to serve you." ”

Wang Chuan smiled: "On this hot day, even if you are interested, sister, I am not in the mood." Sister, you look at me too crookedly, when did I get so anxious? ”

Sister Han chuckled happily and covered her red lips with a fan. The pale saffron sleeves slipped between the elbows, revealing snow-white forearms. Sister Han chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, where is the monkey in a hurry?" It's my sister, I'm in a hurry. Sister, I, I have long looked down on Wang Zhukuai's body, I haven't done my own work for so many years, and now I can't help but want to end up in person, and I am reluctant to let the sister in the kiln take advantage of it. Why don't you come back later? When the weather is cold, how about the slave family still serve in person? ”

"That's a good feeling."

Wang Chuan smiled and responded. He has been teased so much in the past two days that he can't find an opportunity to vent his anger. Since Sister Han proposed so, he agreed first, and it was nothing.

Sister Han didn't think that Wang Chuan could agree so simply, her eyes lit up, she sat up with her hands on the trunk, looked at Wang Chuan with her two eyes, and said in a flattering voice: "That's decided." If Wang Zhuhai doesn't come by then, sister, I will find the door in person. ”

Wang Chuan patted his head and said, "I almost forgot, I was on duty today, but I didn't have time to answer you." Sister, you take advantage of yourself, I have to eat quickly and go back to duty. ”

Sister Han reluctantly said: "If you can't do it today, you can do it tomorrow." ”

"Then we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Wang Chuan said and left quickly, turned the corner to the Gebi Tavern, ordered a bowl of beef noodles, and was sweating profusely.

After eating, Wang Chuan returned the same way, and Sister Han was no longer sitting under the tree. Back in the six doors, Wang Chuan heard the young man's voice from a distance, and he was immediately surprised, when did the voice of this thing be so stable and adjusted?

Wang Chuan hurriedly entered the main hall, but saw that the young man's hands and feet were still locked, sitting in the iron lean, shaking his head as if he was a private school: "Heaven and earth look at each other, yin and yang are opposite." If I am heaven and who am I earth? As he spoke, he pointed to a person in the hall and said, "You will answer." ”

The man looked left and right, but no one could help him, and after thinking for a long time, he replied tremblingly, "Yes...... But Daisen's brother? ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, slapped the iron table with his palm, and scolded, "Fart! It's all divided into yin and yang, how can it still be my brother? If I am the sky, of course the earth is my daughter-in-law! ”

That's enough! After a while, this thing changed the script again, and he had already become Mr. College, and he trained the noisy guys in the hall to be obedient and became an honest student. This handle style is simply powerful, and Wang Chuan has to admire it.

The subordinates who helped the guards next to him couldn't hold back their laughter, and they couldn't hold it anymore.

Wang Chuan's mind moved, he stepped forward, first took the place of his subordinates, let him eat in the canteen, and then asked the young man, "What is your daughter-in-law's name?" ”

The young man raised his head and glared at Wang Chuan, glaring at him, "What are you kidding!" How can this great immortal have a daughter-in-law? ”

It's over, and the trail is broken again.

Wang Chuan had no choice but to wait patiently to see when the subordinates he sent out could bring back the news.

After a while, the door of the side hall creaked open, and Luo Ming and the other five people came out one by one. Luo Ming let out a long sigh and said, "It's finally over." Okay, it's all said inside, you can also withdraw separately. Lao Tzu is now sleepy and hungry, so he must hurry up and eat and sleep. ”

A group of people had long lost their temper, and they exchanged pleasantries with Luo Ming for a while, and then they all left. Luo Ming and Wang Chuan said hello weakly, and left with their shoulders slumped. Only then did the young man remember the earlier script and asked, "Why do you want to leave?" Isn't it heavenly? ”

Luo Ming waved his hand and said, "No, no, you can go on your own." ”

Seeing that the young man's eyes were glaring and he was about to go crazy again, Wang Chuan hurriedly said, "Daoist friends, don't pay attention to him. He is slight, you see this weak appearance, I am afraid that he will fail to cross the catastrophe and will not be able to go to the sky. Let's go to heaven and don't take him. ”

"Tribulation? What apocalypse? ”

The young man didn't figure it out.

Wang Chuan explained: "It was struck by lightning. ”

The young man nodded in realisation and said, "Oh. ”

Wang Chuan called the two of them, and carried the young man back to his place in the side hall with the iron chair. After a morning of exploration, Wang Chuan has almost figured out the young man's temperament, and several scripts are tweaked back and forth, not afraid that the young man's thinking will take off and his emotions will not be controlled.

In the afternoon, the subordinate he had sent out finally returned, followed by three men, one in luxurious clothes, one with a sword at his waist, and the other in the appearance of a palanquin, all of whom claimed to know young men.