Qin Xianglin no longer paid attention to the black-faced scholar and prepared to continue looking for the little sister tumbler who could beckon.

"Stop!" A cold and faint sentence came from behind, Qin Xianglin turned around, and it was the black-faced scholar who stood up.

"Do you scholars like to be so reckless?" Qin Xianglin asked suspiciously.

The black-faced scholar couldn't hold back any longer, spurted out a mouthful of old blood with a snort, and knelt on the ground, "Can you give me face and ask a question?" ”

"Don't give face! If you want to ask anything, hurry up! Qin Xianglin replied.

"Is the trick you just used the legendary Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending in the rivers and lakes?" The black-faced scholar asked, spitting blood.

"It's not!" Qin Xianglin said as he walked.

"What's that?" The black-faced scholar asked.

"Black Carbon, didn't you mean to ask a question?" Qin Xianglin walked forward.

Could it be that Qin Xianglin has learned the Dafa of taming beasts and has to tell people everywhere?

Shallow!

Qin Xianglin walked briskly to the front, and walked through an alley to a deserted street.

The big red lantern was hung high in front of him, and the woman in Tang costume came out of the ancient Tang street.

"Don't play COS with me, I've heard it, I don't like it!" Qin Xianglin said coldly.

"Hehe......" A woman came with a crisp laugh.

The two women walked to a place almost three meters in front of Qin Xianglin and stopped.

Qin Xianglin felt that something was not right, and was about to speak, when the two women suddenly fell to the ground, like two balls of stool. It turned out to be two leather dolls.

Qin Xianglin was taken aback and scolded: "I thought I saw a puppet!" ”

"You want to be beautiful!" Not far away, a woman's giggling could be heard.

Qin Xianglin looked over and saw the tumbler woman walking out in a Tang suit.

It was this woman who threw Hu Bing out.

Women have a natural advantage in making tumblers, and their waists look really soft.

Qin Xianglin looked at the woman and said something very tasteless: "I heard that you make a lot of money as a tumbler!" ”

The woman seemed to be stunned, and she actually felt that Qin Xianglin had a bit of humor.

"Is it you kid who is against Jin Ye?" At this time, an old voice came from behind Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin turned around and saw a tall old man striding over, followed by a middle-aged woman beside the old man.

The woman was plain-looking, and looked like a man. But that's not the point, the point is that on the old man's shoulder stood an eagle, a goshawk, very majestic.

"Old man, how much does it cost to borrow your bird to take pictures?" Qin Xianglin asked, "It's best to seek truth from facts, I've eaten the master I've seen!" ”

Qin Xianglin has never traveled, but he has wandered everywhere. There are many old men in the ancient city of Dayan in northwest Yunnan, holding a big bird to lend to be photographed, without any loss, starting with 30 yuan, which is really fucking black.

"You turtle grandson, you know a lot!" The old man glared at him angrily, pointed at Qin Xianglin and scolded.

Qin Xianglin was slightly stunned, "You turtle grandson, you are very proud of being a dog leg for Jinbei Huang!" ”

Qin Xianglin's accent was very funny when he learned the old man's speech, and he was so angry that the old man's beard stood up, and he shook his shoulders and ordered to the goshawk on his shoulder:

"Bird of Prey, go get me the man's eyeballs and get me the wine!"

"Raptor?" Qin Xianglin was stunned for a moment, "If you didn't really have a bird, I thought it was a Ford pickup truck!" ”

Qin Xianglin's ridicule also seemed to anger the goshawk.

The goshawk soared into the sky and swooped down, it was really scary, like a bird of prey that charged forward like a bull with a foot on the accelerator to the end.

Chen Long was so frightened that he shook Qin Xianglin's shoulder.

Goshawks are natural enemies of small lizards.

"Brother, don't worry, there is a brother, I won't let you suffer!" While Qin Xianglin was speaking, the goshawk fell.

It just fell, like a cannonball, with a great threat.

In that time of a few tenths of a second, Qin Xianglin's mind turned around, twice, three times......

With a hidden weapon? Thirteen needles of the trick?

With a fist? There is a steel buckle on the belt!

In the end, they all chose to abandon it.

When the goshawk was only a few tenths of a meter away from the top of Qin Xianglin's head.

Qin Xianglin still has a tumor on his face, and the old man is called Huazi, and the lazy dragon they call him Hong Jiu.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Hong Jiu died violently in heaven and earth.

I don't know if it's true. If it was true, Qin Xianglin felt very bad. Because, the money for Hong Jiu to go to heaven and earth to enjoy one-stop service was given by Qin Xianglin.

1.2 million is not a small amount, it is equivalent to a Porsche sports car.

Of course, at this time, Qin Xianglin was not thinking about the process of Hong Jiu going to prostitution, but at that time, Hong Jiu asked Qin Xianglin, "Do you know why Hanako is not afraid of dogs, and can you still raise snakes, insects, rats and ants?" ”

Qin Xianglin naturally didn't know, so he got the book of the Dafa of Taming Beasts.

The Dafa of taming animals may be useful for insects, insects, birds and birds.

Although, there are always people who call it by the wrong name.

Eighteen palms of the dragon? Bullshit! It's not Qiao Feng and Guo Jing......

So, when the goshawk's talons were only 0.01 centimeters away from Qin Xianglin's head, Qin Xianglin gently slapped it in mid-air!

"Smack!"

The sound is not loud, as simple as eating, and as easy as farting.

It's just that there is a dragon roar in the air, which is the sound of the palm wind cutting through the void.

Why Dragon's Voice? Could it be that Qin Xianglin has heard of it?

It's been heard, on TV.

Qin Xianglin used to be very poor, but he still watched it on TV.

With a slap in the face, the goshawk seemed to have been hit by a gun, and it seemed to be frightened by a cannon.

Soared into the sky and ran.

Qin Xianglin looked up, where was the figure of a goshawk in the sky?

The tall old man also looked at the sky with his beard cocked, including the middle-aged woman beside him and the young lady who was a tumbler.

They are all the same, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and the place where their eyes can reach is far away.

Life is not only the reluctance in front of you, but also the poems and fields in the distance.

Five seconds passed.

Ten seconds passed.

Fifteen seconds, twenty seconds, half a minute, one minute......

The tall old man was anxious, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Dear? ”

"What?" Qin Xianglin asked.

The old man's anger rushed over, grabbed Qin Xianglin's collar, and said, "If my relatives don't fly back, I want your life!" That's a goshawk worth a Ford Raptor! ”

Qin Xianglin looked confused, and finally understood, "It turns out that the name of the bird of prey actually came from like this!" ”

Three minutes passed, and the sky did not react, and the tall old man's relatives would not come back.

Qin Xianglin looked at the tall old man, shook his head, and said with pity: "Old man, you should really sell it and buy a Ford Raptor, at least the car won't run on its own!" ”

"Bastards, turtle grandsons, dog thieves, dung grass!" The old man's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily: "Lao Tzu is not fooled by you, birds of prey are so expensive and oil prices are so high, can Lao Tzu afford it?" ”

"You can drive to Beihuang City to find Jinbeihuang for reimbursement! This has to be a bus! Qin Xianglin suggested.

Hearing the words "Jinbei Huang", the tall old man reacted. He didn't come here to discuss the car with Qin Xianglin.

"I'm going to kill you!" The old man roared loudly. Just as she was about to make a move, the young lady who played the role of a tumbler was at a forty-five degree angle, pointed to the sky, smiled innocently, and said softly:

"Old man, your bird has flown back again!"

This crisp sound came, like a spring breeze transiting, and ten years of peach blossoms.

The old man looked up at the growing black shadow and cried with joy, "My bird of prey! ”

In mid-air, a filth fell, grayish-white.

The old man tilted his head and sighed, precise and elegant.

So, it didn't fall a little 0.01 centimeter into the old man's mouth.

The old man's throat swelled, and the filth slid down his throat and into his stomach with saliva.

"So, what is it?" Miss Tumbler asked.

"If, I'm not mistaken!" Qin Xianglin looked at the young lady and replied seriously: "It's!" ”

"Angels?" The young lady has been a tumbler for a long time, and her head is shaking and her reaction is not very fast.

"It's and pee, not a messenger!" Qin Xianglin added.

"Wow!" The young lady began to retch, and her face turned pale.

Qin Xianglin handed over a handful of paper and said softly, "Take it and use it!" ”

The young lady took the paper, but her face was red, it was a bag of heart-to-heart toilet paper.

The young lady once heard that this thing represents love......

So, the girl by the bridge, the love is just beginning, and the deer is bumping......