"That's a good boy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Feng Jiutian said.

"Flutter," Xiao Mi said with a smile, "It's really red close to Zhu, and charcoal is close to ink." The second fat brother's housekeeping skills actually let the old slut learn it, and see how the second fat brother will mix in the future. ”

Feng Jiutian was secretly ashamed when Xiao Qi said it, and said: "Subtly, I am going to be infected by this fat man." ”

"The second fat brother doesn't intaminate you, and I haven't seen you any better." Xiao Qi said, his tone suddenly a little shy, "You...... You...... You're not a good person. ”

Feng Jiutian's face was hot, and he thought secretly: "Fortunately, this fat man didn't turn his face, otherwise his face would be red, and he would definitely be endlessly explored and imagined." He hurriedly reached out and drew a few patterns on Shen Er's fat man's buttocks that he didn't even know what it was, diverting Shen Er's fat man's attention.

Sure enough, Shen Er's fat man said: "You write so fast, how can I recognize it." ”

"I thought of the clever plan, and I was a little excited for a while, so I wrote it a little faster," Feng Jiutian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll rewrite it for you again." ”

Feng Jiutian really wrote his thoughts to Shen Er Fat this time. Only the little ones were eating and laughing on the side. Shen Er's fat man thought that Xiao Qi was laughing at his bare buttocks, so he didn't even dare to turn his head back, and almost pasted his whole face to the wall.

Feng Jiutian took two 'soul chasing needles' from Shen Er's fat man's hands, and stabbed them into Shen Er's fat man's buttocks from top to bottom from both sides, connecting the three needles just now to form a 'well' shape, but there was an extra horizontal needle in this 'well' shape, which happened to be connected with the two horizontal needles in the word 'well', blocking the way for the two corpse-tailed bees that had changed to drill in.

Then, Feng Jiutian took four more needles and pierced one straight into each of the four corners of the word 'well'.

Xiao Mi pinched the ancient yellow bronze mirror, like magic, hanging next to Shen Er's fat buttocks, if it was seen by someone who didn't know the inside story, I don't know what it would be like to be scared.

Feng Jiutian tore off a hem of his clothes from his body, and tied the tails of the four needles that were inserted directly into Shen Er's fat man's buttocks, regardless of whether Shen Er's fat man's grinning teeth were real or fake pain, he tore off the edge of his long clothes, took two needles, and tied the heads and tails of the two 'soul chasing needles'. In this way, a moment later, a long needle composed of more than a dozen 'soul chasing needles' that were tied together was held by Xiao Mi's other hand and hung in the air.

Feng Jiutian took out a short knife, cut a cross-shaped wound on Shen Er's fat man's buttocks, and took out a bamboo tube and aimed it at the cross wound along the four upright needles.

"Okay, I've now made a simple four-curved simmer with a needle. After a while, I will use this long needle to draw the heat from the torch, and introduce it from four straight needles to five needles horizontally and vertically, as soon as these five needles are hot, the two mutated corpse-tailed beeflies hidden in your butt will crawl into the cold bamboo tube because they can't stand the high heat, and I will cover the lid of the tube the moment they climb into the tube, and you will immediately burrow into the hole next door. Feng Jiutian wrote on Shen Er's fat buttocks.

"Why am I so unlucky?" Shen Er's fat man said, "As long as I'm with you, it's always me who is unlucky and suffers?"

"It's not you who are unlucky," Feng Jiutian said, "It's your ass that is unlucky, it's your left ass that is not angry." ”

"You might as well just say that the unlucky one is the 'Soul Chaser'." Shen Er's fat man said.

"It's quite unlucky to meet you with these needles," Feng Jiutian said, "The taste of this barbecue is so fragrant, but the needles can't be eaten, do you say that the needles are unlucky to meet you?" ”

"Wouldn't it be better for you to just say that you were unlucky?" Shen Er's fat man said hatefully, "Didn't you just say that you won't be able to eat fragrant barbecue later, why bother going around such a big circle?" Tired or not? ”

"When did Second Master Shen become so smart?" Feng Jiutian tied them one by one to the 'long needle' so that it would not be hot when he waited for Xiao Yu to carry it, and then took the torch and roasted it under the tip of the outermost needle while arguing with Shen Er's fat man.

The 'Soul Chasing Needle' was originally made mainly of silverware, and the natural ignition was also extremely fast, plus the needle was sharp and thin, and after drinking a few sips of water tightly, Shen Er's fat man had already begun to scream.

"What's your name, this needle has just been heated, and it hasn't reached the heat to roast the meat." Feng Jiutian saw that in this cold cave, there was already a fine sweat on Shen Er's fat man's naked back, and he knew that he was in unbearable pain.

All Feng Jiutian could do now was to distract Shen Er's fat man. That's all he can do.

When you can't bear the pain for someone, the best thing to do is to help distract them. Rather than showing sympathy and empathy.

"When you smell the smell of meat, it's also time for the fat man to hang up." Shen Er's fat man scolded, "The fat second master was tossed to death......

"You can't die, who will accompany me to gamble with Lao Huaha after you die?" Feng Jiutian looked at Shen Er's fat man's butt in the mirror and said, "The three of us, those are the three famous villains in Xianyang City." ”

"In the future, there will only be a big thief and a big drunkard left in the capital, and the gambler will be hung up soon." Shen Er's fat man put away the howl like killing a pig just now, and said with some meaning.

"Who of the three of you is a pervert, who is a drunkard, and who is a gambler?" Xiao Qi couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Do you need to ask?" Shen Er's fat man suddenly came to his senses, "Old flower is addicted to alcohol, you fat brother and I have never lost in the gambling market, as for ......"

"Phew!" Feng Jiutian knew that his mouth had never been covered, so he hurriedly interrupted him, "Haven't you lost in the gambling market?" I don't know who lost even the pants. ”

"It's normal to drink too much and lose money." As soon as Shen Er's fat man mentioned drinking and gambling money, it seemed that he was the god of wine, a gambling saint, and he seemed to forget the burning pain in the wound for a while.

Through the mirror held by Xiao Qi, Feng Jiutian saw that in the mirror, the bodies of the two mutated corpse-tailed beeflies began to change.

In the mirror, the five needles that blocked their way in under the corpse-tailed beeflies were already slightly reddish.

The carrion-like eyes of the two corpse-tailed bees became bigger, propping up the severed flesh on Shen Er's fat man's buttocks to all sides, and the eyeballs were more protruding outward, and the little black in the gray-white eyeballs was almost replaced by gray-white, which looked strange and absurd. From that barely visible bit of black, a ray of red light emitted outward, staring at Feng Jiutian deadly.

Feng Jiutian could already smell the scorching smell of the silk cloth being roasted by the dark fire, and he knew that Shen Er's fat man's persistence had reached the limit of pain that humans could endure.

In the mirror, the two corpse-tailed beeflies also seemed to know that the bodies to which they were attached were on the verge of collapse that they could not hold on. Because they're the same.

From the mirror, Feng Jiutian saw that the two beeflies kept stretching out their tail hooks that were about to take shape, trying to drill into them.

But Feng Jiutian knew that their tail hooks didn't dare to touch the five already hot 'soul chasing needles' at all, and they stirred the tail hooks just to increase Shen Er's fat man's pain and force him to give up his persistence.

Shen Er's fat man seemed to be unable to hold on. His ten fingers were already deep into the cave wall. (To be continued.) )