"Here, let's have a drink together!"

In the lively hot pot restaurant, I stood up, raised the draft beer glass in my hand, and said excitedly and excitedly to the circle of people present. Now there are old sisters, old Zhou, square fat people, yin like flowers, and shredded meat.

I never dared to think that one day there would be a group of like-minded friends around me, even if the ambition is to eat and wait for death, even if the road is crooked.

At this moment, my tear ducts suddenly wanted to cry. It was also at this moment, perhaps alcohol was at work, that for the first time I felt that life was not alone.

"Come on, drink one! I wish Brother Yi an early birth of a precious son! ”

Fang Fat raised his wine glass and teased me.

"Come on, drink one! I wish my brother a big fat boy! ”

Yu Xiang Rou raised his wine glass and teased me.

"It's me girl! It's not a little Yizi Sheng! It's as if he can get pregnant! Did I drink too much? Or did you drink too much? ”

Lao Zhou had a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, raised the two-pot wine bottle, and mentioned that I scolded Fang Fatzi and Yu Xiang shredded pork.

"Yes, I'll go back to Thailand to study how men get pregnant!"

I didn't mind making inconsistency jokes with everyone, and my left hand was holding my sister's little hand under the table, as if I had the whole world.

"That's it!"

The four of us drank all the beers in our glasses and then began to eat the appetizers in the pot.

The dishes have gone through three rounds, and the wine has passed five flavors.

Fang Fatzi, who was sitting next to me on my right hand, said to me, who was already a little dazed: "Brother Yi...... Do you still remember that little happiness when we were children in the orphanage? It's the one with a big snot that runs outside the nose all year round! ”

"Remember, what's wrong with her?"

When I heard the name of Little Happy, my heart was shocked, I put down my chopsticks and quietly listened to the news brought by Fang Fatzi.

"Why don't you contact these people in the past, I think some of them are really good, so I contacted them, just today at noon, Meng Ranhai told me about Xiao Xing......

Fang Fatzi paused for a few seconds, and then said in a slightly heavy tone: "Little happiness is dead!" It is said that he died a miserable death, and committed suicide by jumping from the upper floor of his house with a doll in his arms, and his brain bag was broken in half. ”

"Really?"

I knew that Zhang Xingfu would have such an ending, but after listening to Fang Fatzi's own description, I still couldn't believe it.

"Really ......"

Fang Fatzi seemed to know some insiders: "Isn't she a big husband!" A few days after his husband's project won the bid, Xiao Xingxing committed suicide. And left a suicide note, saying that she loved her husband very much, why was she reluctant to leave. But her husband didn't react much, and after hastily handling the funeral, he found a young and beautiful girl to get married. ”

"Every man has a ...... to his own life"

Against my will, I didn't tell the truth.

After all, my mother made me make a choice, and she also made a life choice. I don't have the right to regret the path I chose until I die, so her death is nothing to worry about for me.

"Alas!"

Fang Fatzi shook his head and sighed: "What is the situation in the world?" It's just that people live and die together! It's okay to be dead, but if you're dead, you don't have to think about being alive. It's her husband's operation, which makes me feel diaphragm, and I find another one after the front foot dies, so I'm really in such a hurry to find a new place to put JB? ”

"People are rich!"

I tilted my neck to say an eternal truth.

"!"

Fang Fatzi felt helpless to think about the meaning of my words, and wanted to quibble, but he really couldn't find a more awesome reason, so he simply gave up: "Let you say this, I won't fight with you!" It's good to be rich! ”

"No way!"

Fang Fatzi's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he nervously took out his mobile phone and glanced at the balance on a bank APP, and slapped the table on the spot and shouted: "!" I'm running out of money, so I've got to work tomorrow!"

"Okay, let's do it, find a job that can't be solved, I'll give you the back."

I avoided the old lady, and the fat man Fang, who had a very small voice, muttered in his ear, for fear of being heard by others.

Thinking about it carefully, there is really nothing to do now, and the only thing to work as a goal is to remove the two quasi-steps in front of Ding and other yin.

But...... What is the strength of the ghost brake level?

I only know that the ghosts are stronger and more powerful ghosts, and I haven't found any records of ghosts in any books. Now counting the equipment that looks like chicken ribs, and the level of their specific strength has not yet been figured out, there will be a long way to go to complete this goal.

"Godfather!"

I stopped thinking, looked up and said to Lao Zhou, who was sitting opposite, "Do you have any unprocessed spiritual position brands at home?" Except for the peach wood, I don't want anything else, if there is one, give me a whole piece, I have a little use. ”

"Okay, I'll go back and give you a tussle in the storeroom."

Lao Zhou didn't care about this matter.

"You serve a snack, I'm really in trouble!"

I'm afraid he won't take it seriously, so I'll stress it again.

After all, Gou Chang only had one wish left before he died, and entrusted it to me. According to my previous heart, I must have promised that I would not do it. I don't know how this time, but I feel more and more that I want to send his spiritual seat back to the underworld with my own hands and bury it next to his brother.

It was like forming an obsession in my heart that I couldn't let go.

"Well, I'll find you when I get home tonight!"

Lao Zhou saw that I was so serious, so he wrote it down carefully.

"Hmmm......"

…… After you have eaten and drunk.

Yu Xiang Rousi suggested finding a KTV to sing a song to relax and relax.

A few of us agreed, Lao Zhou didn't like the occasion of KTV very much, so he stopped a taxi and took a taxi home by himself.

Wait until you arrive at the KTV private room.

Yu Xiangrousi held a microphone in his hand, like the DJ who was the most explosive in the country, and ordered a song that ordinary people can't imagine: "I have the honor to drink with you today, I am very happy with Yu Xiangrousi, and I will give you a DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra with the strength of the wine, and use the power of the Buddha to promote the relationship between our brothers!" Miao's thief!"

"Who is this tiger? Can you take it away?!"

Fang Fatzi's voice was so loud that it was on par with the stereo, and he muttered next to the song ordering machine for a while, and when Yu Xiangrousi chanted the Great Compassion Mantra was rising, he suddenly cut the song, and the MV projected on the screen instantly transformed into several "non-mainstream" men in the early 00s, with the tall lead singer in the middle being the most dazzling.

"Love when you die!"

Fang Fatzi held another microphone in his right hand, his singing posture was particularly distinctive, he tilted his head and pouted his mouth, his eyes widened, and his left hand pinched an orchid finger to swing back and forth with the rhythm of the music.

The next second may be changed to "How Much Perfume".

Fang Fatzi is a sentimental person after all.

"Oh this day...... Dead or alive. ”

I took a sip of eight yuan a bottle of fake wine, let them indulge in drunkenness, and while holding the old lady in my arms, I mysteriously said to the old sister: "Sister, I'll make a magic trick for you!"

"Okay, okay!"

My sister blinked in anticipation of my performance.

"Shhh...... Ha ......"

Lonely and lonely, I put down my beer, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath. The first puff of the cigarette is far more spicy than the next few puffs, so pretend to stay in the throat for half a second, and when you spit it out, your throat is spicy and slightly numb.

"I'm going to give you a big change of mic."

My low voice seemed to contain some kind of power, and then I realized that the true meaning of love is parting, and then I realized that the meaning of love is life and death, and then I knew that the barrier of love is distance.

Mixed with a little sorrow and melancholy, I looked down at the dark floor, and said in a full crying tone that I couldn't get rid of the pain of life in the middle of the night: "I'm sorry to eat someone raw!"

"Huh!"

The spread palm of the hand perfectly summons the net cloud suppression microphone.