As soon as he heard Mingyue boast of his "longevity", Cheng Yue accepted it calmly, his face was slightly raised, his hands were behind his back, and his mouth was bent into a figure of eight, with indescribable arrogance and self-satisfaction.

It's really hard to imagine that those pickled black hairs were plucked from such a narcissistic old man, and those filthy lice were "sojourned" in such a clean old man.

The most incredible thing is that after such a long time, these "sojourners" have not been starved to death and thirsty, which shows how high the "nutritional value" of this "black hair" is.

As for the matter of longevity, I am afraid that even Cheng Yue can't tell the truth, only that during the period when he lived alone in the northern foothills, he lived an isolated life, and I don't know what year it was outside, and whether relatives and friends were alive.

On weekdays, they dare not go out of the northern foothills, because of the lack of salt, they often eat pine needles and dew to absorb the pitiful little salt in the leaves.

After coming into contact with Mingyue, Cheng Yue changed his living habits in the past few decades, eating, drinking, and sleeping, except that he was not close to women, he was no different from ordinary people, and gradually began to appear gray hair that ordinary people saw, opening a normal trajectory of birth, old age, sickness and death.

Regarding Mingyue's nickname of "longevity hair" for "black hair", Cheng Yue is quite satisfied.

Mingyue looked at the clumps and locks of pickled black hair, and asked the fox in her heart: "Master, although your 'longevity hair' is long-lived, it is easy to take it down, but it is difficult to grow back, you won't want to stick it back, right?" What to glue with? To whom is it glued? ”

Cheng Yue's eyes flashed, radiating a strange color, he winked at Mingyue, and said: "As the saying goes, a disciple inherits the mantle of the master, you are my apprentice, and the master gave it to you, so naturally you have to follow." ”

Oh it!!

Mingyue was so shocked that she took two big steps back, looking at the clumps of black hair, and her whole body itched.

In the novel, there is a beggar gang leader who succeeds to the throne, and he has to accept the gift of spitting from the disciples, but he just recognizes a master, not to mention such a strange "inheritance mantle", but also the black hair that is glued to his body, or the black hair that is so dirty that he can't be dirty anymore, what is the reason?

Mingyue's attitude obviously pleased Cheng Yue, and he laughed so weirdly.

Wei Zhixing glanced at the black hair, empathized with Mingyue's attitude, and said solemnly: "Cheng Yue, the wool came out of the sheep, it was plucked from you, and it is reasonable to stick it back to you." ”

Cheng Yue hurriedly gathered the clothes on his body, shook his head like a rattle, and said: "The wool is out of the sheep, but which of the wool spun clothes is 'worn' back for the sheep?" I think, if Mingyue doesn't 'wear', I'll 'wear' it for you! lest you freeze into a white sheep!! Also, I am Mingyue's master, and I am your elder, don't take a bite to become Yue! ”

Wei Zhixing's face was embarrassed, and he leaned his body into the shadows, but his mouth was unforgiving: "Although you are a few years older than Wei, your mind may not be much longer than Wei's; Although you are Mingyue's master and elder, I am also Mingyue's 'father-in-law' (a husband), we are equals, and we exchange rites, I call you Cheng Yue, you can also call me Wei Zhixing, Wei doesn't mind. ”

You don't mind, I do! It's obviously cheap, but it's still good, it's obviously eyebrow-to-eye with Mingyue, and it's still pretending to be Mingyue's "righteous husband"! It's incest!! It's a beast!!

Cheng Yue hated it so much, since the first meeting, Wei Zhixing treated him as an equal, not to mention no respect.

Mingyue ignored the dispute between the two, looked at the small handful of black hair, was silent for a long time, thoughtful, and said for a long time: "Yifu, what the master said is right, this black hair is still the most suitable for 'sticking' to you." ”

Seeing Mingyue's sudden change of attitude, Wei Zhixing's heart suddenly changed, and his attitude also took a big turn, no longer obsessed with letting Cheng Yue "wear the wool back on the sheep", but said to Mingyue: "Cheng Yue is right, you still have to inherit the mantle of the master, and it is most appropriate to 'wear' it on you." ”

After only a while, this black hair suddenly became a fragrant bun that the three of them disliked each other.

The three of them knew in their hearts that although this black-haired monster was the object of everyone's fear and shouting in Xiangyang Village, Chaoyang County, on weekdays, but now it has retreated to the next best thing and has become a relatively safe identity.

After all, the people of King Luo can be interested in anyone, but they will not be interested in a beast, even if that beast is the public enemy of the villagers of Xiangyang Village and has nothing to do with him.

So, the three of them pushed back and forth, and no one would wear it.

Xiao Mingyuan on the side blinked his big smart eyes, looked at this, looked at that, and looked at Wei Zhixing as if he had an understanding: "Uncle, you don't have clothes to wear, so you should wear them, so as not to show the calf again to blame Mingyuan." ”

Wei Zhixing's face was swollen red, and his eyes were as wide as an old scalper at the entrance of the village, and he couldn't wait to look at Ming Yuan hoarsely.

Xiao Mingyuan was startled, and hurriedly shook his little hand and said, "Uncle, I said the wrong thing, I said the wrong thing......

Wei Zhixing's beating heart had just calmed down, and he only heard Xiao Mingyuan continue: "Mingyuan said the wrong thing, uncle don't blame Mingyuan, uncle's is a big cow, not a little cow like Mingyuan......."

Wei Zhixing felt that his heart was covered with blood, blood red and blood red.

Mingyue finally understood that she had just missed a good spring show, in order to avoid Wei Zhixing's embarrassment, she tried her best to ignore Ming Yuan's words, straightened her face, and said seriously: "Yifu, my master and I, even Ming Yuan thinks that it is most suitable for you to play the 'black-haired monster'." You pretend to be a black-haired monster, firstly, you can attract most of the troops, and the pressure on me and my master can be eased, and you can even take the opportunity to escape; Second, you can go back to be a big farmer in a dignified manner, with you as a 'backer', I can also have a little more life in the future. ”

Mingyue said extremely sincerely, but Wei Zhixing probably didn't believe it, especially Mingyue's more determined eyes and firm tone, the more determined, the more sure he was, there was fraud in this.

Wei Zhixing took Mingyue's hand and persuaded him with kind words: "Promise me, don't do anything you're not sure about, don't make any kind of sacrifice, and don't care about letting me escape first." Over the years, I have been cautious and meticulous in all my encounters, and I have taken every last resort, resolved countless crises, resisted countless political enemies, ensured my sister's health and well-being, and blessed the prince's position to be stable. You have to believe me, this time, I can also turn the danger into a disaster and protect you. ”

Mingyue's eyes looked at Wei Zhixing for a moment, and the man's eyes were so firm, which made people's hearts instantly settle down a lot;

She knew that although he did not have the power of the prince and the opposition, he was the great Sinong of Sanpin, the emperor's henchman; Although he does not have a family power that has been inherited for a hundred years, he is the only younger brother of the queen and the uncle of the prince.

She believed in him and could spare no effort for the sake of her loved ones; You can be exhausted for the sake of your lover, but the way of heaven may not be diligent.

Sparing no effort may not be exchanged for merit, and exhaustion may not be exchanged for happiness, otherwise, the entire Wei family will not be overwhelmed by political enemies, and eventually the population will wither, and now only Wei Zhixing is left;

Otherwise, at the entrance of the tunnel, the boulder will not be dumped, and the three people will be buried deeply. Now there is no hope of escape.

Wei Zhixing may have his plan, as he said, pull the tiger skin to make a big banner, he used the trick to attract the emperor's only sister Princess ---- Ning, let the emperor think twice, let the king of the king throw a mouse taboo, dare not make a mistake, at least, before the king of the king did not blatantly judge the chaos, do not dare to provoke the imperial power openly, and no longer happen to the fake plague incident of the year, so that innocent people will be fought for power by the people in power, and the family will be ruined.

Mingyue looked at her for a moment, did not see a trace of surprise, the heaviness in her heart did not ease in the slightest, and she whispered softly in a rare voice: "I promise you, I will not make senseless sacrifices, and I will not do worthless things." ”

Wei Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the dirty black hair, and then confirmed: "You come to pretend to be a black-haired monster?" ”

Mingyue shook her head, and then confirmed: "The people of Xiangyang Village only rumored that there were black-haired monsters in the northern foothills, and they didn't know whether the black-haired monsters were female or male, and they didn't know if the black-haired monsters had cubs. You have good martial arts, you can escape with Mingyuan. Master and I can both do martial arts, and after you lure some people away, the probability of me and my master escaping will be greatly increased. ”

With such persuasion, Wei Zhixing was inevitably shaken, his eyes stared straight at Mingyue, wanting to see some clues from it, and at this time, Mingyue's eyes were so clear that it made people feel that the slightest suspicion was a blasphemy.

The man gritted his teeth, and finally confirmed: "You dare to guarantee that if I take Mingyuan out, you and Cheng Yue will immediately find an opportunity to escape?" Don't do anything to add to the snake, let alone do something to make up for the dead? ”

Mingyue nodded solemnly, and her solemn face suddenly became bright when she saw the black hair, as if melted by the first rays of sunlight in the morning.

Cheng Yue didn't feel dirty and grabbed a handful of black hairs, and gestured on Wei Zhixing's body, thinking about the original existence of these black hairs, so as to "restore" it to where it should be.

Is it a beard? Look smooth and not like;

Is it hair? Look at the length is not like;

Cheng Yue began to stroke from Wei Zhixing's head, gradually moving downwards in order to determine where it came from and where it returned.

After trying it one by one, he still couldn't find its home, Cheng Yue's face instantly wrinkled into a walnut cake, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and his expression was like a clown performing acrobatics.

Wei Zhixing looked at Cheng Yue's childish behavior like a baby, and his face, which was originally pale from injury, suddenly turned black, and his face was quite unkind: "You even forgot where your black hair grew, I really doubt how you did it to yourself in the first place!" This lock of hair smells of stinky mud from a long distance, and you don't need to think about it to know that its original body is a place of 'hiding dirt and dirt'. ”

Cheng Yue's face turned dark, and he tightly blocked an unspeakable part of Wei Zhixing's body with his palm, and said with great annoyance: "You are a threat, a bloody threat, what kind of place to hide filth and dirt!! ”

Seeing Cheng Yue's childish appearance, he took the black hair and stroked it on himself, and the meaning of his words was meaningful, clearly alluding to the fact that he was pulled by Yin Mingyuan's pants, and said with great annoyance: "Cheng Yue!! A place of 'dirt and filth'! I'm talking about 'crunch'! Where do you go? Old man, you're disgusting with me, aren't you?! What do you want? Disrespectful for the old! Ideas are too complicated. ”

Cheng Yue, who was dancing with teeth and claws, froze in the air, his face was red and white, and he was good-looking.