Chapter 8: Broken Walls
"Old man, I recognized the wrong person." Jiang Ling said with a smile, this old man is still very funny, don't look through it a little weird, this person's eyes are like a cat, glowing blue, which makes him want to laugh in his heart.
"That's right, I've been waiting for you for eleven years, and the old slave knows that one day Xiangye will come, hahaha, God! Thank you for letting Sangye come back! The old man folded his hands and fell to his knees.
Jiang Ling shook his head, it was really an exciting place, and there was even a storyline in the excerpt.
Ye Tong, who heard the movement, hurriedly ran over, saw the old man in front of him with a tight look, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Little master, let's go quickly!" I'll be angry if I let my husband know I'm bringing you here. ”
"I'm not a puppy, so I keep you on a leash at home." Jiang Ling rolled his eyes, most of them had already gone back to Fangshan, and there was such a deterrent power, he was really speechless.
"Puppy, yes, I take care of the puppies in Xiangye's house, and I raise them very well! Xiangye! The old man didn't know what to turn to Jiang Ling's eyes again, and looked at Jiang Ling's face with a flattering expression.
"You recognized the wrong person, uncle, let's go quickly!" Ye Tong actually called the old man uncle, Jiang Ling was very curious.
"You talk to him, don't let him pester me, I'll go around again, and I'll be back in an hour." After Jiang Ling finished speaking, he disappeared.
Ye Tong looked at the disappeared Jiang Ling, stomped his feet in a hurry, looked at the old man in front of him who seemed to have crawled out of the garbage heap, and sighed: "You will hurt him like this!" Please sober up, okay? You know we've been waiting for eleven years, don't you? ”
Jiang Ling's face changed when he heard this, his intuition was right, he suddenly brought him back to the Central Plains, something must have happened, but he didn't know what it was, it seemed that things were not as boring as he thought.
"Xiangye is here, Xiangye is back!" The old man's eyes were cold, and he wilted and shrank back in an instant, muttering in his mouth and not knowing what to say, and staggered and disappeared into the broken wall.
"It's all dead-eyed, dead-eyed!" Ye Tong knew that he was just clumsy, and he was like a mirror in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, Ye Tong was about to fall asleep, and his eyes were dark: "It's not fun at all." "Jiang Ling has been in it for a long time, and nothing exciting has appeared, oh! No, I also saw a panting - a big toad, looking at himself angrily, as if disturbing its clear dream, it's not right, this big summer, what to sleep, and not hibernation.
"It's not fun, didn't you meet that?" Ye Tong followed up, looking at the little master flatteringly.
"I didn't encounter anything, I didn't encounter anything, and I didn't have a bird." Spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and glanced at Ye Tong, what the hell is this guy doing, why can't even he see through it. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crow swish, and stopped on a neem tree with a crooked neck. What a slap in the face!
"Little master, let's go back quickly!" Ye Tong looked at the bird and said.
"Okay, let's go back, it's boring." Jiang Ling looked at the jade pendant in his palm, although it was dirty, he could tell at a glance that it was carved from a high-grade Hetian jade, although it was not clear what it was for the time being, but Jiang Ling knew intuitively that this was a key that could open the fog.