I was too scared to do anything by his perverted demeanor.

Carrying a teapot with a beautiful head, kissing affectionately, hugging and kissing each other like lovers, and drinking the wine just received inside.

"You don't understand, this wine pot is a yin vessel, it is a special character, refining and refining qi, this wine is a good treasure, the essence of a person's life is in it, it is very rare." He shook his head and said to me very seriously: "This wine is liked by many rich people, especially rich women, who apply it to their faces for beauty and beauty, and I can sell it for tens of thousands of dollars for the amount of a syringe." ”

No matter what he says, I think so, anyway, I can't accept it, even if it is nourishing, I won't drink it, and I am estranged in my heart.

He must have a blood feud with that woman, so he made people into urinals, detained the yin spirit in his head, and was given that by so many men, but he kissed the head very affectionately, affectionately and focusedly, like a sacred ritual, as if he loved this head teapot very much, which made people feel conflicted.

"Do you know why I like to listen to this song "Miss Dong" so much, because this woman head in my hand is my Miss Dong."

He smiled calmly, and he pressed the cigarette.

At this time, the peaceful music suddenly sang: "Miss Dong.... You extinguished the cigarette, and when it came to the past, you said that the first half of your life would be like this, and there would be tomorrow, Miss Dong, do you know that I said enough goodbye......"

In the sound of music, he talked about his past with his junior brother, and the enmity of life and death.

Their master is a strange person, the craft of flying head down, the craft of tomb robbing, respectively, to their two brothers, he Guo Gu left the school is tomb robbery, and the younger brother Hua Hao learned the flying head at night.

Guo Guli is a righteous man.

He is very good to his brothers, with a knife in both ribs, after so many years of going south and north, because of his superb tomb robbing skills, with a Luoyang shovel, he pulled a group of brothers from all over the world to form a tomb robbery gang and became a party in the gold circle.

Not to mention in the tomb robbery circle, and even in the entire yin circle, he is also a well-known master.

This tomb robbery is exquisite.

It is an old craft, the powerful gold toucher can see the terrain feng shui, a few kilometers away, you will know where there is a cemetery, a Luoyang shovel, you will dig something.

This is the battle of wits and courage with a feng shui master.

Regardless of ancient and modern, feng shui masters are the most popular in the yin circle, being offered by nobles and princes, top feng shui, looking for dragon veins, looking for feng shui cemeteries to hide, trying to cover up to prevent those who dig people's ancestral graves, and those who rob tombs, they will find a clue for you to come out, see through your cover, and set the location of the tomb to hide.

It's an addictive business.

Every time I visit the tomb, I have to fight wits and courage with those ancient feng shui masters, and I have to find out the true and false mechanism of the cemetery, and I have to compete with the ancient feng shui masters who have been separated for thousands of years.

Every time I finish a ticket with trepidation, go down to the grave, and find a treasure, the brothers in the agency team in this cemetery will go to the bar to indulge the pressure.

Guo Guli is not good at this mouthful, he is a dull person, he enjoys the fun of fighting wits with the ancients, a more traditional man, but once he was forcibly pulled by his brothers and entered the bar.

Guo Guli said: "Our group of brothers, walking the rivers and lakes, running around, tall and big, to put it bluntly, a group of bandits, and a few people with yellow hair, tattoos, and pierced ears, I am the head of the bandits, no one dares to approach us as soon as I enter the bar, but there is a delicate strange woman, but she took the initiative to lean over, sat in our group of men who drank and watched the girls, laughed and chatted, and held a violin and said that she wanted to sing to us." ”

The woman's surname is Dong, a folk singer in the bar, she is called Miss Dong in the bar, and she likes to make friends very much, because her personality is really the same as in the song, she has no fixed place to live, and she is a wild horse without a home.

But such a girl is the most charming, well-spoken, unrestrained, and free like the wind.

Guo Guli said: "I was attracted by her conversation, I like her to smoke, standing in the moonlight to see the vicissitudes of life in the distance, that kind of deep eyes like stars, instantly fascinated me, that night, she bluntly said that she was also fascinated by me, she is a bold girl, like to say directly, ask me if I would like to be with her, and then she pulled me to open a room." ”

I was stunned.

If it's not debauchery, then it must be a maverick girl, simple and rough.

Guo Guli raised his head and picked up the teapot, shook his head and drank at the teapot, kissed Miss Dong's lips and took a few sips.

"That night, she was my first woman, I never believed in love at first sight, but my heart trembled instantly, knowing that it was the woman I wanted to protect all my life, and I wanted to marry him! But after the passion had passed, she handed me a cigarette and said, "I am his thirteenth man." ”

The thirteenth?

My heart froze.

Miss Dong is thrillingly beautiful, she has an incomparable wild beauty, and that kind of beauty is the most tempting to men.

But she is not a casual prodigal woman, she has traveled south and north for seven or eight years, traveled through most of China, and has never only had a relationship with the man she loves, and even with the man she loves deeply.

She graduated from high school with the grades of being admitted to the university, but she directly carried a violin everywhere.

She felt that her life should not be buried in boring reading and boring work, she met the first man in her life in Tibet, it was a middle-aged teacher in his forties, she liked the brilliance in his eyes to look at the child, liked his calloused hands, after living together for half a year, she left, carried her luggage, and continued to set foot on her path.

Her road is very long, and the sky is beautiful and north-wide.

She wanted to see this wonderful world, and her second man, a wandering poor painter whom she met on a hike, was very handsome, and she liked the painter's persistence in his dreams, and she left after walking with the painter as gently as a wife for half a year.

The third term.

Fourth.

Miss Dong's story life is like a pot of turbid wine, and Guo Guli talked about it all night.

If it were another woman, who was telling other men's stories to herself in bed, she would definitely be furious, but in Miss Dong's mouth, it was so charming that he would .... Even any man is not angry, but is deeply fascinated, because there are always people who speak with an astonishing charisma.

"I like to see the world, I like to experience different lives and see different worlds."

Miss Dong was lying naked in Guo Guli's arms, smoking a cigarette, spitting out circles of cigarette ash and scattering, and said: "Every time I pass by a bar, I strive to make money, not because I love money, but because in this life, I don't want to lose my dreams because of money, I don't want to lose my journey because of money, I want to see this great country, I want to see all living beings, I want to see the vicissitudes of the world." ”

At this moment, Guo Guli was deeply fascinated by her.

I was thinking:

It must be a vagabond girl with a charismatic personality, with her own opinions, and I really want to meet this kind of girl.

But I realized it instantly.

Turning his head, he looked at the beautiful teapot with a human head, the cold head was lying upward, there was a small handle on the bridge of the nose, and the mouth was a water outlet, as if the eyes were bright, looking straight at me.

And the eyeballs are not eyeballs, there are two transparent night pearls, and there is an indescribable weird horror in my heart.

"I am her thirteenth man, I think I will be the last, I can leave her, I am the last belonging of her footless bird, she also likes me, she began to follow me to the inverted bucket, I took her to experience the charm of the old craft in the yin, I took her to the tomb, showed my ability, took her to the depths of the mountains, watched me fight with the ancient feng shui masters, wits and courage."

I heard this sigh.

Can it really be retained?

It's like in the song, this is a wild horse, but there is no grassland at home, such an attractive woman, I'm afraid that the previous ones probably thought the same way.

I suddenly looked at the beautiful head with snowy eyes inexplicably, and smiled bitterly in my heart: Perhaps, nothing can keep her footsteps, maybe it can keep her ..... Only death.