Jiang Yun didn't even raise his eyelids, just the appearance of this fat man, how many can you talk about?

It's his ability to talk about three.

It's not that Jiang Yun underestimated him.

What else does he have besides money?

"Say it, several. ”

Jiang Yun asked such a light breeze, as if it were a trivial matter.

Because he had already expected the answer.

"Hmmm......"

Wang Dayi touched his chin, looked up at the sky, and thought for a while before giving the answer:

"Conservative estimates, it's only thirteen or fourteen. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yun sneered: "It's only thirteen or fourteen?"

He was going to make fun of it, but when he heard this number, Jiang Yun was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"What? Thirteen or fourteen?"

Jiang Yun's eyes widened like copper bells, and he looked stunned.

Wang Dayi touched his head and wondered: "Is there a problem?"

He was very strange, why did Daxian lose his temper like this?

Could it be ...... I talk about too few girlfriends, and Daxian thinks I'm a spicy chicken?

Wang Dayi suddenly came up with such an answer.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Daxian deserves to be a great immortal, thirteen or fourteen think it is less, it is simply a model for my generation." ”

It has long been rumored that there is a kind of god man in this world.

It is known as the ten thousand flowers, and the leaves do not stick to the body.

I think Daxian is such a character.

couldn't help but be in awe, Wang Dayi was in awe, and looked at Jiang Yun's eyes with a little more admiration.

"How old are you?"

Jiang Yun was eager to ask this question.

"Thirteen years old. ”

Wang Dayi replied honestly, very respectfully.

Jiang Yun was suddenly furious.

This dead fat man, who has not yet reached the age of thirteen, has actually plagued so many girls.

According to his calculations, it is equivalent to a scourge from the age of one.

On average, less than a year, talk about a girlfriend.

I don't think King Sicong is as fat as you.

I can't do it, this fat cliff is a scourge.

Gotta train it well.

"Daxian, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Dayi looked at Jiang Yun with a strange expression in wonder, so dignified, how can Daxian look like this?

It's like being greened.

How could Wang Dayi understand how angry Jiang Yun's mood was.

You must know that Jiang Yun has been single for twenty-six years now, and only his right hand accompanies him.

And what about the dead fat man in front of him?

I actually talk about one a year.

How can this not be angry?

"Fatty. Jiang Yun looked at Wang Dayi with a smile, with a look of flattery.

"Great Immortal, you ......" Wang Dayi felt that something was wrong, and his figure retreated.

"Let's discuss something. Jiang Yun smiled and rubbed his hands together, like a profiteer.

"Daxian, if you have something to say, don't look at me like this. Wang Dayi swallowed nervously, and for some reason, he felt panicked.

This monkey head won't make any more moths, right?

"I don't think I have done enough in the first two days of self-cultivation training, and I still need to practice. ”

Not enough of the fuck?

This face is swollen like a pig's head, not much?

It's only been a few days since the swelling went down, and it's coming again?

Isn't that a joke?

"Daxian, I don't think it's too early, I should go back. ”

"Fatty, don't come back when you go back. ”

"Daxian, I'm still a child, can I be gentle?"

"Hehe, kid or something, I like it the most. ”

"Dasen! don't, ahh

At this moment, Wang Dayi realized that his youth was gone.

......

In a flash, another few days passed.

Of course, in these days, Wang Dayi has earned enough eyeballs, and it can be said that people have paid attention to all aspects.

For example, Wang Qingxue.

in the gazebo.

The girl's graceful figure sat on a stone bench, fiddling with an eighteen-string zither.

Her jade hand gently plucked the strings, and a melodious sound came, which was very good.

"What is Big Brother doing today?" she said in a soft, indifferent voice.

Xiao Cui stood beside Wang Qingxue and replied, "The eldest young master is painting with the demon monkey again today. ”

"Painting?" Wang Qingxue's slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her bright eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement, she didn't expect that the usually cynical eldest brother would have the hobby of this literati.

The most important thing is, with the demon monkey?

At this time, another purple-clothed maid said: "I heard that it seems that the demon monkey is teaching him to paint." ”

"What is the drawing?" Wang Qingxue's expression returned to her previous calmness and asked softly.

Even if she was interested in it, she behaved indifferently. It's her usual style.

"Hmmm......"

The girl in purple turned her head and thought about it, and then seemed to think of something, and said in surprise: "By the way, Miss, I remembered, it seems to be called chicken stewed mushrooms." ”

Chicken stew with mushrooms?

Wang Qingxue's face was stunned, her jade hand stopped in the air, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Perhaps, a lonely and arrogant woman like her would never have imagined that the paintings they made were so easy to understand.

It even seems very mediocre.

According to her understanding of painting, the masters have always liked to paint the four plants of plum orchid, bamboo chrysanthemum.

Even if you are a newcomer to painting, you like to follow the trend and copy these four.

After all, these four plants are known as the Four Gentlemen in the painting world, symbolizing the noble character of the saints, and have been praised by countless literati and artists.

But this little chicken stewed with mushrooms, forgive Wang Qingxue for being ignorant, she really doesn't know what this painting embodies.

Could it be that it reflects today's peaceful and prosperous times, and the people do not worry about eating and drinking?

But when I think about it, I feel that it is wrong.

Could it be ......

The demon monkey wants to eat chicken, so he taught his brother to draw this?

Is this a hint of it?

This is probably the only answer Wang Qingxue can think of.

However, the reason why he painted chicken stewed mushrooms was purely because Jiang Yun's painting level was limited, and he couldn't paint it with high difficulty, so he simply painted some easy-to-understand ones to fool Wang Fatzi.

"Big brother, I'm afraid that the more I live, the more I go back. Wang Qingxue sighed lightly: "I got mixed up with the demon monkey." ”

"Miss, that demon monkey seems to be quite interesting. The purple-clothed maid boasted: "It's quite good at telling stories." ”

"Oh, what's the story?"

"It seems to be the story of a scholar snapping a snake, called the legend of the white snake. ”

Wang Qingxue suddenly became messy in the wind.

She was even more sure of what she thought in her heart, this was really a lewd monkey!

......

The other side.

At Wang Rui's residence.

Such a dramatic scene happened.

"Where did the pig demon dare to trespass on our Wang family?" Wang Rui rubbed, pulled out a long sword, and pointed at the monster in front of him.

The monster's face is swollen like a pig's head, but its body is slender, a bit like a human.

This is a pig demon who has just been transformed.

"Third Young Master, it's me, Chen Ergou. ”

The monster almost didn't cry.

At this time, Chen Ergou wanted to cry without tears.

How can you be treated as a monster everywhere you go?

Wang Rui took a closer look, and sure enough, it was Chen Ergou.

It's just that...... Why is this face swollen like this?

Eating too much betel nut?

Chen Ergou snorted and cried, and complained bitterly: "Third young master, it was all caused by the demon monkey, it taught our young master to exercise and cultivate." ”

Exercise and self-cultivation?

What does this have to do with a swollen face?

Wang Rui was puzzled at this time, and his eyes were a little puzzled: "What's going on, tell Young Master Ben in detail." ”

After speaking, Wang Rui put away his long sword. Since it is not a pig demon, there is naturally no need to meet each other with swords.

Chen Ergou seemed to be full of bitter water in his stomach, and finally found a place to vent. All of them were spoken, and some oil and vinegar were indispensable on the way.

In short, how to Heijiangyun, how to come.

But he would never have thought that Wang Dayi had already known about his betrayal of Wang Dayi.

Although Wang Dayi didn't say it explicitly, it doesn't mean that he won't be punished.

Therefore, when Wang Dayi beat Chen Ergou, he could use 100% of his strength, and the cliff used 200%, in order to take the opportunity to punish this dog.

This is also why Chen Ergou was beaten into the appearance of a pig demon.

After all, there's a crit bonus in it.