Chapter Twenty-Seven: Can't Open the Pot

The leaves fell slowly, and the ground was full of golden flowers. The afterglow spreads thinly, and the sky reflects a brilliant haze.

He stood under a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree.

The long ink-like hair hung down to the waist, and the lacquered eyes were confused.

He was wearing a silver silk brocade robe, and a hairpin with mutton fat and weeping beads pinned to his hair.

The wind gradually rises, and the ring is like a musical beating.

Golden leaves, stained with his hairline. He half-squinted his eyes and shook the fan slightly.

With eyebrows and eyes like carving, and his teeth like snow, he said: "Your Highness the Netherworld, you are so poor...... Can't open the pot? ”

"Thanks to...... Three months of spring water? ”

He looked at me meaningfully.

My face was hot, and my neck shrunk: "Really...... Really, it's true,"

"Yes, yes, it's going to be difficult in the house. The oil soup has long been broken, and we can't even gnaw on the cabbage," Zhaorui interjected.

I twitched the corner of my mouth, it seemed that in Zhaorui's hole, there were still a lot of night pearls.

Meng Jiu pinched me hard, I came back to my senses, and hit a spirit: "Yes, I can't drink it,"

"Oh?" He opened his phoenix eyes slightly.

I straightened my waist and threw all my face away: "We are poor, really poor, really poor!" ”

Fingers snapped, I listed them one by one.

"It's been a long time since I've been paid,"

"It's all up to the small shops in the world to survive,"

"The store hasn't opened in a year"

"I'm going to drink the northwest wind,"

"So what?" His eyes suddenly opened to the full, like an epiphany in the wind under the moon.

I was stunned, and the phrase "you should hurry up" stuck in my throat.

"So, I'll invite you to dinner," he closed the peach blossom fan, his eyes swaying, "who wants to go?" Drink and eat as he pleases,"

"Dim sum from Yuxin Building? Fu Liji's soup dumplings? The hairy crabs in Chu Xiang Lou? Qin Suji's Buddha jumping feet? He said calmly.

Meng Jiu stood up.

Zhao Rui hesitated and stood up.

Xiao Hei hesitated, and finally took a step forward.

Me: "......"

Traitor, what about ambition! Ambition!

I twitched the corners of my mouth, it's not good to go, it's not good to retreat.

Under the tree, the white moonlight walked towards me.

"Let's go, it's too late to eat," he sighed softly, his eyelashes fluttering, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"You...... I'll raise you......" he said, pausing, "this time,"

Meng Jiu leaned over, his eyes brightened: "I'm a family member, count me in,"

Zhaorui jumped out and smiled: "I'm a pet, count me in,"

Xiao Hei stepped forward silently, very serious: "I'm a guard, count me in,"

His Highness Shuohua's eyelids jumped.

After a long time, he said, "Okay,"

Meng Jiu patted his clothes: "His Royal Highness Shuohua is really bold and generous, but it is a pity that I am a poor and remote place in the underworld, and I can only envy and look up from afar." You see, I still have a few relatives, a few calves, a few imps......"

"It's better to ......"

His Royal Highness Shuohua raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes: "It's better to forget it,"

A passer-by in a coarse-patched shirt walked over.

He showed a mouthful of big cloudy teeth, and his mouth grinned very widely: "Yo~ There are so many people in the row, count me as one,"

The air, all of a sudden, became quiet.

"Who are you?"

Everyone spoke in unison.

"The one who received the gift," passerby A rolled his dead fish eyes and picked at his nostrils again.

"Go, go, you're in the wrong place," Zhaorui said, waving his sleeves.

"Phew, what's the queue if you don't send something, you're sick," passerby A spat out a mouthful of phlegm and scolded and left.

The numbers are relative, and the birds are silent.

Woo woo woo~

The flowers are squirming.

"This is a child, why are you crying? If you don't have any pleasures, would you like to talk to me? If you can do what you can, you will definitely be able to help," Shuohua bent down and saluted the man. The blue-shirted boy lowered his head and didn't answer, but only pulled out his right hand and pushed Shuohua.

His Royal Highness Shuohua didn't mind, straightened up and shook the mud on his robe.

When I looked at it, I always felt that the back of the blue-shirted boy was very, very familiar.

For a moment, but I couldn't remember. I lowered my eyes and thought to myself.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of me, and I was so startled that I retreated. A whirlwind of shadows swirled, and the black shadow soared into the air and fell.

Meng Jiu shouted: "He Fangxiao is small, he dares to move his hands and feet!" ”

There was no movement in the distance for a long time.

"Oh, don't you kick to death," Meng Jiu covered his mouth and was startled.

I gave her a blank look and hurried over to investigate.

Hurried to the front, only to find that His Highness Shuohua was already by the thief's side.

The thief stretched out his hand, and the mud on his blue shirt was a little thick: "It's me, I just want to say something,"

His Highness Shuohua removed his feet from his back and straightened his long hair with great care.

Zhao ...... Zhao Xiaodemon King? I took a closer look, and the blue shirt's swollen face was a pig's head, barely recognizable.

The blue shirt was so surprised that he snotted: "It's me, it's me, Yi Gongzi, it's me, I'm Zhao Youcai,"

With such a familiar frequency of speaking, the identity of Zhao Xiao Demon King was undoubtedly confirmed.

"What are you doing here?" I looked at him quizzically.

Who knows, he began to sob again, and his tears and snot were not like words.

I shifted slightly, reaching out to pat him. But I saw that his back was blackened, and unknown objects were sticking to it. He turned around and touched his head.

"Well, don't cry,"

He wept and mourned, and finally stopped. A pair of dirty black paws, rubbing the swollen eyes.

"I ...... I'm not ...... for myself."

He grabbed me by the horn, and tears began to fall.

I looked down, my eyebrows jumping and jumping, and I felt that something was wrong.

"Yi ...... Yi Gongzi, you ...... You're having such a hard time, why don't you tell me,"

"Are you because you don't have any money. He repeatedly refused to marry me,"

"What do you think of me, am I the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich?"

"I'm Zhao Youcai, nothing. There is only silver, and there is a lot of it,"

"You marry me, ten dowries, tens of thousands of silver are yours,"

"You...... Why should you wronged yourself?"

"You are unconscious, why should you share your mine with me,"

"I knew you were different from those glamorous sluts outside,"

As Zhao Xiaodemon King said this, his tears fell even more fiercely.

I froze there, my mind instantly knotted. A series of cannons blasted me to the outside.

"Bring me a stick," I twitched, narrowed my eyes, and smiled.

Zhao Xiaodemon King hugged his head and ran, he shouted as he ran: "You wait, I'll go back and get you some silver~"

The air was dreary, and a storm was coming.

"Haha~Hahaha~" Meng Jiu bent over and bowed into a bridge.

I lifted my eyelids and waved a leaf away. Glancing around, he lightly opened his thin lips: "Who wants to laugh?" ”

"Just let him laugh enough?"

The sword drew a circle on the ground, and with my eyebrows lowered, I poked four more dots into the circle.

"Get in the car, it's time for dinner,"

He stroked my hair and smiled like a flower.

I looked up, and my eyes were like morning dew.

Sou~

He lifted the fan, and a hidden weapon wiped it off his ear.

"Come out,"