Zhu Tao was ecstatic, and suddenly his heart was overjoyed, and in a blink of an eye, he forgot all about Fang Cai's unhappiness, and nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, yes!" That's right, that's right! Mo Ye has always been a talker! Thank you, Mo Ye! Thank you, Mo Ye! ”

Mo Wushi waved his hand: "Don't be busy thanking you first, you found a good person before looking for me, right?" Your plan is good, just do it, but everything is at my command. Don't roll your eyes, play any crooked ideas, stuff all your fancy intestines into my stomach, sew them up, if you can't sew them, I'll sew them for you! Tell you, if you commit it again in my hands, don't blame me for being rude! ”

"This and this, this ......" Zhu Tao's back suddenly stiffened, and in a panic, even the root of his tongue was shortened, and an embarrassed look suddenly appeared on his face, "What, how can it be?" I know it's your person, how dare I do it, fat man? ”

Mo saw him at noon, and he was annoyed when he flickered his words! It is said that dogs can't change to eat, what kind of virtue is he, as a creditor, he doesn't understand? If he hadn't warned him in advance, it is estimated that Zhu Tao would have left himself in the next second.

Thinking of this, a sarcasm flashed in Mo Wushi's eyes, stared at Zhu Tao for a long time, and slowly revealed a meaningful smile with evil spirit: "It's best." Otherwise, I don't really know what I'm going to do.

Ever heard of Ling Chi, right? It is to use a blunt knife to slowly slice off the flesh on your body piece by piece.

The knife cuts and scrapes on the body one by one, the blood flows drop by drop, the breath will not be swallowed immediately, each of your nerves can fully taste the pleasure of pain, and you can smell the sweet taste of blood with every knife.

Rest assured, you won't faint, and I promise to keep you awake from start to finish, because the sound of knives rubbing against your bones will wake you up again as soon as you pass out.

In my impression, the one who insisted the longest should be Liu Jin, the great eunuch of Ming Wuzong Zhengde for five years, who was cut with a full 3,357 knives.

I think that with your fat body and my skills, you can definitely last longer and enjoy more, and it will not be a problem to go down with 4,000 dollars. ”

"Mo ...... Mo Ye, you ...... You...... What a joke! When Zhu Tao heard these gloomy words, he felt a cold air penetrate his head from the soles of his feet, and his heart immediately jumped wildly, and the beads of sweat on his forehead and spine rushed outwards together, and he was in a cold sweat in the winter.

"Do you think I have the time to joke with you and make you bored?"

"No, no, no......"

"I don't scare you, just with the money you owe, although it won't cost you your life, but even if I take the blade today, your hand is definitely more than enough, and it is completely in line with the rules of the road. So, in the future, let the tricks shine brighter, learn to be smarter, and don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with. I usually come here less often, and go home more to accompany my wife and children. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go home!" Zhu Tao's chick nodded as if pecking rice, eager to nod his head down to prove his sincerity.

After waving his hand at Mo Wushi to signal that he could leave, it seemed that there was a tiger chasing behind him, and his rounded body could not constitute an obstacle to him at all, with two hundred catties of fat, he slipped faster than a rabbit, and in a blink of an eye, he had run out more than ten meters. We have to admit that under the influence of a sense of crisis, human potential is endless.

"Wait."

Zhu Tao heard the familiar voice, shuddered, and reflexively retracted the steps he slided, his feet were unstable, and he almost knelt down with a "plop" sound, and reluctantly moved back with small steps and asked, "Master Mo?" You...... What else is going on? ”

"Later, you go to my place and bring back your little rabbit cub to Lao Tzu! The milk baby who has not grown all the hair, shouting every day to apprentice, following Lao Tzu's ass around, what's the matter! ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tao wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he trembled all over, his face was flushed, Mo Wu's age was about the same as his own son, but he was old-fashioned when he spoke, if his son was still a milk baby who didn't have any hair, then what was he?

Thinking like this, I secretly glanced at Mo Wushi's lower body, hey, it's really quite capitalous! That little brother should be able to stand it, if he can stand it, he will be blessed, Zhu Tao silently prayed in his heart for Cheng Yubai, who had only met once.

[Host, that guy is peeking at you!] 】

[Hmm.] 〕

[Host, his gaze has shifted!] 】

[Oh. 〕

[Host, the fat paper is really obscene, and the dead fat man actually peeked at you! ] 】

[Haven't you seen your whole body a long time ago?] 〕

Li Mu, who was wearing Mo Wushi's shell, looked extremely calm, and there was no lack of flesh when he looked at it, he was born not to be shown to others, not to mention, this body is indeed quite capital, after all, he created it according to his appearance in this world, and his original body in the Wasteland Continent is seven points similar.

Mo turned his head to look at Zhu Tao at noon, and saw that he had already lowered his head, looking low and pleasing to the eye, look, sure enough, people just have an eye for appreciating beauty.

After getting off the bus here and walking for more than ten minutes, Cheng Yubai, who was standing at the mouth of Nanxiang Alley and touching the scene, sneezed loudly and rubbed his nose suspiciously, not knowing that he was labeled as someone at this moment, if Cheng Yubai knew, he would definitely complain about the last sentence, robber logic!

So, sometimes, ignorance is also a blessing.

Cheng Yubai's parents are both middle school teachers, his mother Xu Xin is the head teacher of the senior high school graduating class, and his father Cheng Yuan is the teaching director of the grade department.

It can be said that the happiest time of Cheng Yubai's childhood was spent here.

The alleys are littered with broken copper and iron, discarded bicycle tires, peeling glass bottles, curled magazines, yellowed newspapers, all of which make up his childhood memories.

Cheng Yubai's eyes flickered, and he returned to reality, the alleys are clean now, where is there still the previous chaotic appearance, even the road has changed, the previous bluestone road has become the current cement road, and the dilapidated houses on the side have become two or three storey small western-style buildings. Only the low old mansion of the Cheng family still retains its previous appearance, which looks out of place in this reinforced concrete building.

He hadn't dared to come here since his grandparents died, and if he hadn't thought that he might be able to find a clue to the origin of the jade pendant this time, he might never have had the courage to step into this place again.

is about to face an old house that no one has lived in for more than ten years, Cheng Yubai feels that he is ready to face a decadent and deserted house, but his heart is inevitably sad.

But when he actually saw it, Cheng Yubai, who was mentally prepared, was still stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes fiercely, and suspected that he had seen it wrong.

I saw the warm sunlight spilling down through the dense leaves of the camphor tree, forming a little golden light spot. Dust flew in the air, shimmering golden in the sun. The trumpet flowers and creepers in the yard are still wrapped around the fence and fence, and they can't be picked up. The moon season of the courtyard is in full swing, and a few evergreen plants at the door are still evergreen, full of vitality. The bottles and cans stacked in the corner all seem to be the same as they were ten years ago, no one came to collect them or pick them up, nothing has changed, just like when he was in junior high school and just left.

The door of the house was locked, and under the stimulation of the familiar scene, Cheng Yubai followed his instincts, and subconsciously moved away from the left-hand side, counting from the left-hand side, the second pot of green plants, and sure enough, he took out a key from the bottom and opened the door, just like when he was a child.

This is a well-established secret between him and his grandmother, who is afraid that she will come home late and will not be able to enter the door, so she will press the key under the second bowl on the left-hand side.

In one room there was a half-worn wood-framed bed with half-worn bedding. Although they are still neatly folded, others, such as newspapers, clothes and socks, and empty drink bottles, are everywhere. In the room, there was a three-drawer table and a square table, teapots, tea bowls, books, large and small glass bottles, and stationery, which were placed in an orderly manner. Among the garbage heaps, there are two more delicate ones, two porcelain vases, each with a bouquet of flowers, and a clock. The flowers have withered, and the clock has stopped.

Cheng Yubai looked at the bedroom that had been ruined to a bad place with an expressionless face, turned to the study again, opened the bookcase door, and saw piles of books up and down, covered with a lot of dust. As soon as the cabinet door opened and closed, the musty smell of vibrating dust rushed to the nose.

However, when he pinched his nose and was about to be rummaged through, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the shelf next to him, which was the opposite of the situation in the bookcase, and he was attracted to his attention.

There are dozens of books neatly placed on the partition, all wrapped in calfskin covers, and there is gilding at the spine.......

I took out a few books and looked at them, all of them were my immature handwriting, like this pencil written in pencil next to the second grade of primary school essay and the red pen comment left by the Chinese teacher: "Don't run accounts!! ”

The three big exclamation marks made him mourn for several days at the beginning, and even the hundreds of Douluo cards and a whole set of Water Margin cards that he won back from Mo Wushi, who was a victorious general at the time, failed to save his mood.

Looking at it like this, Cheng Yubai's feet touched a hard thing again, and when he looked down, it was a large box made of camphor wood, the carving was extremely exquisite, and it looked like it had been around for some years.

In their customs, camphor wood boxes made of camphor wood were generally used to hold dowries, but he had never seen this style.

The carved pattern on it looked familiar, but he was sure he hadn't seen the box before.