Afterwards, I found out from my senior brother that the Shenxiao Sect accepts disciples without the head of the sect saying that it can be counted, and the last level is still stuck with the ancestor master. If the yellow paper burned for the ancestor is not burned out, it proves that the ancestor is unwilling to accept this disciple. It wasn't until the yellow paper turned into a pile of black ash that the master's face was relieved, and he respectfully put on a stick of incense, which took me out of the room where the ancestor was enshrined.

When they saw the little man and Pingtou again, their faces were also very excited, and it could be seen that they welcomed the arrival of my little junior brother. Especially the flat head who hasn't spoken much, and the face full of pimple pits is about to laugh. My master has just returned to the main house, and his ass is not hot, so he can't wait for me to tell him Lao Mo's contact information. Seeing that the master's face was full of anticipation, I couldn't refute his interest, so I took out my mobile phone and gave him Lao Mo's phone number.

That is, half a cigarette, my master's face sank, and he hit it again with some unwillingness. It's just that the result is still unsatisfactory, looking at the master's expression is a little weird, I can guess three points in my heart. Lao Mo is enough to avoid me, and he is stunned to turn off the phone and refuse to turn it on until now, if he misses a few opportunities to work hard for the children in the mountains during this time, it is estimated that his intestines will regret it, right?

In the end, my master still refused to give up, and asked my two brothers for mobile phones, and the result was still the same after changing the number - the phone you dialed was turned off. At the moment, my master was completely dead, and began to greet Lao Mo in front of us, what Lao Mo was a-stirring stick in his last life, and he was born in the wrong tire in this life, so Lao Mo will stink like. There are more vicious words later, I'm afraid that I won't repeat it if I teach bad children, anyway, I didn't see a dirty word from beginning to end.

I have lived for twenty years, and I have never seen a person with such a mouth, and I scolded for almost half an hour, and my master was stunned without a single repetition. My two senior brothers seem to have become accustomed to this, but I am different, and when I hear it, I almost think that Lao Mo is a heinous bastard. At the end of the scolding, my master seemed to think that it was not interesting for no one to talk back, so he stopped paying attention to me, the apprentice who had just been accepted, and walked out of the house with a scolding. I was still thinking that I would learn the Tao of self-defense with two tricks just after apprenticeship, after all, the yin who was tied up with me might kill him again at some point. But seeing my master's angry back, I still didn't say the words that came to my mouth.

Just as my master's back faded into view, my shoulder was suddenly slammed. The little man didn't know when he had already stood by my side, and said with a smile on his face: "Go, today is a good day for you to enter the school, let's celebrate well." At the same time as the little man finished speaking, Pingtou also came over, put his arm around my shoulder, and laughed twice: "Let's not get drunk and don't return!" After all, I'm not the kind of self-familiar character, and I'm still a little embarrassed by the enthusiasm of the two senior brothers: "What, don't you call the master?"

"What are you calling the master, he can't drink when we are restrained." The little man pouted in the direction where the master left, and continued: "Besides, the master's taste is light, and he is not used to eating either tofu or vegetables all day long, and he is not used to eating big fish and meat." In this way, I was pulled into a Volkswagen SUV by the small man and flat head. Speaking of which, the stock I had eaten on the plane at noon had already been emptied, and although the chicken rice there tasted good, the portions were pitiful. Originally, I was going to lick my face and ask for another one, but I couldn't stand the beautiful flight attendant smiling at me. My face is like the difference between a piece of paper and a city wall, and I am still embarrassed to speak in the end.

I have heard the name of the capital's roast duck a long time ago, and this time I finally came to visit, in addition to Tiananmen Square, this roast duck must be tasted. Just when I thought that this was going to Quanjude, the flat head who drove the car looked disdainful: "Quanjude's roast duck is just like that, besides, what's the ...... about roast duck" didn't wait for Pingtou to finish speaking, the little man sitting in the co-pilot just stared: "Little Er, look at the road!" If I bumped into that uncle just now, I would have lost you today. ”

The flat head is also in a cold sweat, just now he was talking to me in the vernacular, and he almost bumped into an old man. After the little man finished reprimanding the flat head, he turned his head and smiled at me sitting in the back and said: "The capital roast duck will have a chance to eat in the future, today the senior brother will take you to taste the old capital shabu, not that I said, put it in the sesame sauce, tsk......" At the end, the little man didn't react, and the flat head driving the car was already sucking saliva......

The shabu shabu shop that the little man said was not too far away, but at this time, it was just in time for the rush hour to get to work, and it took more than an hour to drive to the ground. The shabu shabu shop in their mouth looks very ordinary, just three or four storefronts. If I pass by, it would be a food stall, but the business is very good, it is full of people, and only a few tables are still empty. Seeing that the store was full of big copper pot shabu-shabu, standing at the door of the store, I could smell the smell of meat, and my stomach protested for a while.

Just as the three of us walked into the store, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing an apron had already trotted over. "Xiaolong brought a friend here." The middle-aged man smiled as he ushered us in and found a four-person table with no one to sit down. Needless to say, the little man and Pingtou are all old customers here, and they don't even need to look at the menu, but they hear the little man say: "Brother Liu, let's first come two catties of mutton and one catty of beef, fifty skewers of roast lamb, and a case of beer." I didn't forget to add a sentence at the back: "There is still half a catty of lamb tripe."

After a while, a large copper pot was served. I've heard of the old capital's shabu-shabu before, but the pot in front of me has nothing to do with the soup at all, and it's just a pot of clear water when I look at it. The little man saw my doubts and said with a smile: "The taste here is different from your southern, and the most authentic shabu-shabu has to use mineral water." By the time the little man finished speaking, a box of Qingdao had already been carried over. Pingtou opened six bottles first, put two green Hancheng in front of each person, plus the steaming copper pot in front of him, it really has a little meaning.