The selection of 29 fast catchers of the three cards of Fengyun and Thunder was successfully completed with the approval of Jingzhaojun Cui Hu and under the coordination of Yuan Xue Guigui, a judicial member of the army.

The most bizarre sign full of electric road signs, solved within one day, the prodigal son went out alone in the morning, and brought back ten tiger-backed bears in the afternoon.

The four cards of wind, cloud, thunder and electricity are all in place, and the new Datang Jingshi patrol is officially established.

What Haishang couldn't figure out was that the rod who could hypnotize chose the Thunder Dao card, but instead the flat Dan who was proficient in music and rhythm settled in the Cloud Dao card. The most tangled thing is herself, she likes the two cards, stepping on two boats, swaying.

Cang'er suggested that she go to the Cloud Dao Brand, and the Thunder Road Card was obviously much more dangerous than the Cloud Road Card to deal with the ferocious and evil people. Haishang listened to Cang'er's advice and came under the command of Bian Dan, Haishang was not afraid of danger, but afraid of the hypnotism of the rod. Besides, this person is also quite funny, and it is worth handing over.

The dust settled. Cang'er boils tea and tastes flowers, relaxing.

With a "snap", a flower bud flew quietly and fell into the cup impartially. Cang'er knew that it was Jiang Tao's doing. Sure enough, the crumpled white note broke through the air again, and Cang'er grabbed it.

Cang'er unfolded the white note, only to see two sentences written on it: fat as a bucket and thin as a burden, as tall as a bamboo pole and as short as a knife. Sign-off: a flower in Dali Temple.

The font is handsome and delicate, beautiful and refined. Seeing words is like seeing people, Cang'er will smile.

Fat as a bucket is Du Sanye, thin as a burden is a flat burden, as tall as a bamboo pole is a pole, and as short as a knife is a prodigal son. "One inch short, one point dangerous" The short knife with a bamboo handle on the waist of the prodigal son is so ugly that it is unforgettable, and it is difficult to combine it with the above six words.

Wind, clouds, thunder, and electricity are all the people who are looking for the peach, to put it bluntly, the entire Beijing division patrol has not yet been formed by the Dali Temple.

The four major brands of wind and clouds, thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, and Cang'er was full of ambition and high spirits.

※ Tea house, three years undefeated golden buds.

Su Yuan looked expressionlessly at an antique shop across the street.

Not long after the opening of this antique shop, the proprietress Mrs. Song, wearing heavy makeup and dressing up in fancy clothes, stared at the sons and brothers passing by, eager to empty their pockets.

As soon as the customer came to the door, Mrs. Song's eyes lit up, her body was as light as a swallow, and her old face was squeezed into a sunflower.

It is easy to enter the store and difficult to get out of the store, and if you want to walk out of the antique shop, you have to go through a few passes of Mrs. Song.

The first is Mrs. Song's three-inch incorruptible tongue: say a piece of rice incense as a gold bar, and a stone as a jade; The second is Mrs. Song's gimmick: praising the female protagonist as a beautiful woman who captivates the country and the city, and praising the male protagonist as the first lover in the world; The third way is Mrs. Song's stubborn fighting, this trick is specially used to deal with the male patrons, Mrs. Song's arms stretch out her chest, and most of the male patrons disarm and obediently dig out their pockets.

Today, for some reason, Mrs. Song did not appear in the antique shop, and the street looked a little deserted.

Su Yuanwai retracted his eyes, took a sip of fragrant tea, and took out a piece of exquisite jade from his private pocket. A meter of sunlight hits the body of the jadeite, and the emerald green shines.

A hint of a smile was written on Su Yuanwai's face, this piece of jadeite is very particular, not its preciousness, but its origin. This piece of jadeite was purchased from Madame Song's antique shop, and it was purchased from Madame Song at a very low price under Madame Song's extreme reluctance.

Mrs. Song didn't expect that the Golden Bud Tea House opposite was hiding an antique connoisseur who was well versed in jadeite.

Su Yuanwai saw that the customers of the antique shop bought Mrs. Song's fake jadeite with real money, and felt incredible. He sent someone to pretend to be a customer to buy back a piece of jadeite, and under a closer look, he had to admire Mrs. Song's fake jadeite, no matter the material, the luster was imitated without any gaps, and it was more than enough to deceive ordinary people.

There are very few jadeite products that can make Su Yuanwai admire from the bottom of his heart, and this extremely ordinary antique shop gathers so many top-notch products, Su Yuanwai is amazed. He once again sent someone to secretly go to the antique shop to select a batch of top-quality products, and the price was extremely low. The visitor told Mrs. Song that the jadeite she sold to customers was all fake, and that she had to ship them at the price he gave, otherwise she would report them to the authorities. When Mrs. Song heard this, she was frightened into a cold sweat, so she had to sell it at the price given by the visitor.

The elegant room of the teahouse is undoubtedly the best place for Su Yuanwai to study the products.

The sun is abundant and warm at the window, and the four walls of the room are shining, and it is definitely a good idea to play jade while drinking tea.

Su Yuanwai was enjoying it, but his vision staring at the jade became more and more blurred, and he couldn't help but sigh and put down the jade in his hand.

Su Yuanwai was lazy all over, the soles of his feet were cold, he suspected that he was really old, and the years were unforgiving, which made him quite depressed.

Today it should be Qi'er's turn to serve him.

Coincidentally, one day he inadvertently saw two outstanding-looking and smiling beauties passing under the window, and Su Yuanwai was excited. He suddenly had an idea. He inquired that the two beauties were from the Hibiscus Soup House in the center of the street, and he had an idea. He saw the opportunity to let the teahouse guy go to the Furong soup house Wu Erniang.

As soon as Wu Erniang came over, Su Yuanwai closed the door, the purpose of closing the door was that he wanted to whisper to her, as for what whispers, anyway, Wu Erniang's face was red when she came out, and she hit the wall when she walked. It hurt that the guy in the teahouse had an idea: Could it be that Su Yuanwai was interested in Wu Erniang?

Although Wu Erniang's appearance is still there, Su Yuanwai can't lift her spirits, he and Wu Erniang have a heart-to-heart talk in the room, and they have made an unprecedented business:

Every afternoon, the Furong Soup House sends a beautiful woman to this private room to live with Su Yuanwai, who is no longer majestic, and does not need her to laugh and dedicate herself, only let her soak his feet. After soaking his feet, the beauty covered the soles of his feet again to warm his toes. As for what method to use, he doesn't care, as long as he has enough blood circulation in his feet.

Before Su Yuanwai finished speaking, Wu Erniang's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and she looked Su Yuanwai up and down, which meant the most clearly: Are you still talking about human words?

Su Yuanwai was silent, anyway, the explanation was superfluous, it was better to open the skylight and say something bright: "As long as the beauty of the Hibiscus Soup House is willing, the remuneration is generous, in addition to doubling the exit fee, there is also a heavy gift to thank the woman who came to serve, and hand it over to her on the spot." ”

The remuneration offered by Su Yuanwai made Wu Erniang's heart itch, but the service he proposed made Wu Erniang sick to her stomach.

"If you feel embarrassed, you can refuse." Su Yuanwai told Wu Erniang that he would immediately talk to the owner of another restaurant whose reputation was not inferior to that of the Hibiscus Soup Restaurant.

Wu Erniang spoke: "This thing is too rare, I can't be the master, I have to go back and sum up with a group of beauties." ”

Su Yuanwai said: "Listen to the respect, you must reply before sunset." ”

Wu Erniang agreed, thinking that there was still such a person in Kyoto, and he would play such a strange way. She looked down at her chest, thinking of a pair of feet on it, two red clouds flew up her old face, one heart jumped up and down, and hurriedly rushed out of the door.