"Know a little ......"

Zhao Huohuo has a very one-sided understanding of the dungeon: "I know that those who bully and oppress the ghosts, those who cause chaos in the yang, and those who collude with demon beasts and the temple of hatred will be taken into custody after being convicted, which is next to the hell tower of the underworld...... And the sentences are not short, at least 500 years. ”

Collusion with monsters?

Collusion with the temple of hatred?

Could it be that these shady things are in collusion with these two forces?

What is the meaning of the ten halls of Yama putting them in the yang realm?

By my hand I have taken all these sins that do not deserve to be put to death, but deserve to be put to death, leaving no mouth alive? That's interesting.

"Smack!"

Lao Zhou slapped me on the back of the head viciously: "Didn't you look at your godfather?" Now that the wings are stiff, I don't even say hello to your godfather, do I? ”

"Hello godfather! Godfather auspicious! ”

I stopped thinking and said hello to Lao Zhou like an old eunuch who had been clean for many years.

Lao Zhou kicked Fang Fatty, Fang Fatzi gave him a place on the sofa, he sat down with a big grin, took the cigarette handed to him by Fang Fatty, and said in an extremely harsh language: "What's the matter?" I heard you're going to Jichun City to die? Why do you want to be inspirational all over the three provinces?! ”

"No...... There is no ......"

How dare I argue with him: "It's just that I have something to do at hand."

"Ahh

Lao Zhou may have been upset when he looked at me recently, so he looked sideways at Yu Xiang Rou Shred, and his language was extremely harsh again: "Comrade Little Meat!" What's wrong with you? Why do you still let people do this forced virtue? Walked and fell into the trench? ”

"Something happened."

Yu Xiang Rousi knew that Lao Zhou Xinshan had a bad mouth, so he didn't explain too much.

"Ahh

Lao Zhou casually agreed, and then turned his head to look at the newcomer monkey, and the language was extremely harsh again: "Who is this kid!?" Look he's as thin as an eighties telephone pole! With this little physique, can you bear to take him out to die?! This kid can't let you fool to death as soon as you leave!? ”

"He is Yu Xiang's cousin, called Monkey Smack."

Fang Fatzi introduced Lao Zhou for a while.

What kind of person is Lao Zhou?

I can only describe it as sometimes aggressive, sometimes serious, sometimes irritable.

What kind of person is Monkey Smack?

In just one day of getting along, judging from his performance, it is a tiger + middle two disease + IQ cancer + straight male cancer + advanced sand sculpture + a tendon.

These two have one thing in common at the same time!

All add enough attribute points to this attribute option.

The two tigers must not be divided into red-eyed when they meet, but there will definitely be a good story...... Wrong! It's a joke.

When I was talking to Fang Fatzi and the others, Monkey Smacked the shape of a thinker statue, and more than an hour later, when the old lady and they returned home, he was still in the shape of a thinker, mainly snoring and a loss of laughter.

The key old Zhou came up with this voice and woke up the monkey!

The monkey smacked his sleepy eyes and blinked his slightly simple triangular eyes, looking for the source of the sound that woke him, and happened to meet Old Thursday's eyes.

Sparks, I vaguely hear the sound of sparks splashing.

"Sha is Biya once said in the hardcover version of "Golden Vase Plum" that the eyes of the seven hundred times in the previous life came to brag together in this life. I am like a brother and sister to Brother Yi, how can I let him be the second brother of Wu? ”

Monkey Smacks narrates his origins with his classic opening line.

Lao Zhou felt that he had met his opponent this time, clasped his fists with both hands, and asked matter-of-factly: "What did you just say, what did you say?"

"Sha is the ...... of Bea"

"The pud?"

"It's not forced, it's Sha and Bia."

"What's wrong with this kid? What do you keep asking me? I'm so old, can I teach bad kids? Uncle tells you that this thing is a female reproductive organ, and you came out of here. You can't use filthy words to describe her! She is great! She is sacrosanct! ”

Lao Zhou's babbling is quite energetic.

However, when the monkey smacked this, he thought to himself: Fuck! This is a master! Do you know so much? Can he teach me how to deal with someone?

So, Monkey Smack used the knowledge points he was good at to discuss the philosophy of life and the source of the universe with Lao Zhou: "Neither nor not! From Taishang Laojun angrily slamming into Buzhou Mountain, starting from Kuafu's clay to create people, and then from Nurha's red sweep of Emperor Yan to fight Chiyou, these are all great achievements written in the history books, and Sha Shibia is my favorite modern love poet. He has written many books, such as "The Old King Next Door at the Widow's Wall" and "Thirty-six Ways to Trigger the G-Spot". There is also a sentence in "Golden Vase Plum" written by him, the young man doesn't know that sperm is expensive, and he cries when he looks at the dick when he is old! This is all a matter of physiology and philosophy, not force, let alone the reproductive organs. ”

Take a look, look, this girl is a cultural person!

"Definitely! Definitely! ”

Lao Zhou is well-read and has a very thorough study of Chinese and foreign history: "Why was he able to write these books that you said? Do you think it was his own experience in the early years? What's the force, isn't this pen name just a kind of questioning? This is a warning to you young people not to see B music, to be exposed to B ejaculation, and to have enough concentration to control your desires in order to explore true happiness! ”

"Bang dang!"

Monkey smacked listening to Lao Zhou's high-pitched talk, and suddenly felt admiration, and landed on his knees on the spot, kneeling in front of Lao Zhou: "Master! Please bow down to the disciples! ”

"Wukong, please get up."

Lao Zhou pretended to help the monkey up, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Wukong! You are still young, and you still have a long way to go, so there is nothing to teach you as a teacher! Go back and teach you a trick to flirt with your sister and eighteen palms, help you climb the road early and become a generation of grandmasters! ”

"Thank you, master!"

The monkey smacked tears of joy, and finally felt that someone had led him onto the avenue.

I looked at the two people who became masters and apprentices in a crazy way, and I really had nothing to say, in order to prevent the two of them from jumping off the building in a group to go to the west to learn scriptures, I slapped the table and stood up: "Don't talk nonsense!" Pack up and eat! ”

"Master!"

"Goku!"

……

Our brothers went to the kitchen to help the two ladies wash the dishes and vegetables, and the two of them stood in the living room. When they shouted enough, I put the food ingredients on the table and called them to come over for dinner, chatting by the way.

Wine on the floor.

What is it called?

Eating hot pot and singing songs.

More than two hours passed, and the time had come to six o'clock in the evening.

Guang Lao Zhou drank no eight bottles of Erguotou alone, revealing his scars bare-chested, and there were four scars left by the healing of the gun's eyes, looking extremely infiltrating and murderous, and his face was purple like a pig's kidney.

He sat next to the monkey, but he didn't expect the monkey to fight with Lao Zhou in terms of drinking, and even slightly better, nine bottles of two pots were placed next to him, symbolizing that his alcohol consumption was not inferior to Lao Zhou.

This can make Lao Zhou very happy.

In the next two hours, the two of them drank the second pot head as water, and you came and went to raise money and staggered, and in the end, the two of them drank forty-eight bottles of small flat bottles and two pot heads, and the key was that they didn't drink and vomit.

The monkey can also eat mutton happily.

In order to avoid the two of them from getting alcohol poisoning for a while, I opened a bottle of beer for each of them. Sure enough, after the two mixes, there were more at once.

What does this cause to be?

Lao Zhou and the monkey smacked their necks and hugged their waists to sing military songs together.

Although the five tones are incomplete, it really sings the spirit of being a soldier.

By ten o'clock in the evening, Yu Xiang Rou had already fallen to sleep on the sofa, Fang Fatzi spoke with a stiff tongue and used chopsticks to beat Lao Zhou and the others, I was in a daze and had been grinning and looking at them happily, holding the old lady's hand: "Hey, hey, sister, look, they all drank too much!" I didn't drink much! Let me tell you, I'm happy today. ”

"I know you're happy, so you have to drink less, don't you?"

"No~No~"

I was coquettish with my sister, and I leaned my head on my sister's shoulder in the military song, and it was difficult for me to drink too much because of my strengthened body, but I was a little drunk at this time. I muttered in a voice that only my sister could hear, "I will definitely come back alive with them......"

"I'll bring them back alive......"