Chapter 198: The same smell
"Young Master Mo, how is he?" The third aunt, who had been stamping her feet beside her, asked nervously and panickedly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"His life is cheap, and the king of Hades will not accept him." Although the words were coarse, as soon as these words came out, the third aunt was already very excited, and she couldn't speak for a while.
"Third aunt. But that's all there is to it...... This ......" The man surnamed Mo spread out the white handboard, blew up vigorously, blowing without dust, and said in his mouth intentionally or unintentionally, the meaning could not be more obvious, the third aunt was not stupid, and immediately understood, a trace of embarrassment flashed, and said apologetically: "Oh...... Wait a minute. ā
The third aunt turned around and went into the house, and after a while, she came back, handed the man surnamed Mo a small bag of things, and said, "The family is poor, be careful, and please don't be too little." ā
"Third aunt, don't give it to him." While silently dealing with the wound, Miao Shou was lightly biased, and his voice like a silver bell said coldly.
"Young Master Mo, this ......" The third aunt looked embarrassed, looked at the man surnamed Mo and turned her head to look at the beautiful girl who was talking.
"Second sister, I ......"
Before the man surnamed Mo finished speaking, he was slashed by silent and stubborn words, and said coldly: "You go back to eat for me immediately!" He seemed to be very afraid of this beautiful woman, and after a few cold drinks from her, he became depressed, and the temperament that had just appeared for a long time disappeared without a trace, and immediately turned into a lost dog that seemed to be a tail between his legs, and slowly withdrew from the crowd in frustration.
"Huh! Why are you still here? When he passed by Yang Tianhao's side, his steps were gentle, his eyes lit up, and he thought about it, but he forgot about you, I have an idea, the man surnamed Mo thought of this, and his eyes showed a hint of pride.
"Second sister, there are friends from afar, you see that I am penniless, how can I do my best as a landlord, wouldn't it be a joke if it is passed out."
Mo Yan's willow eyebrows moved slightly, turned his head with a gloomy face and stared coldly, and when he was about to speak, the man surnamed Mo hugged Yang Tianhao's shoulder with one hand and said: "He is my old friend who I haven't seen for many years, and he happened to be in the city recently, I didn't lie to you."
Mo Yan had already finished bandaging the wound, turned around and walked in front of Yang Tianhao, looked at him carefully, and said, "This son, I see that you are also a scholar, but why do you want to mix with him?"
"The girl misunderstood, in fact, I don't ...... him" When Yang Tianhao spoke, the man surnamed Mo was shocked in his heart, and he was afraid that he would spoil him, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop, hugged Yang Tianhao's shoulder and said: "Actually, he is not what you imagined. Second sister, you must believe me. ā
"I didn't ask you. Childe, what friends does he have, I don't know? Who are you? Why I'm not impressed at all." After Mo Yan coldly stopped the man surnamed Mo, he asked Yang Tianhao.
"Maoshan disciple Yang Tianhao has seen the girl." Yang Tianhao saluted and said.
"Oh? Are you a disciple of Maoshan? It seems that I am a little misunderstood, he can associate with righteous friends, I will not stop this, but you should also know his usual behavior, I hope you are not a raccoon dog" Mo Yan heard that it was Yang Tianhao who reported that he was a disciple of Maoshan, and his demeanor finally slowed down. continued: "But I still can't give him two silver taels, you go back first, I've already made the meal." After Mo Yan finished speaking, he turned around and was busy decocting the medicine.
"No! No way! Second sister, we actually ......"
"Brother Mo, if you have anything to say, let's go back and talk about it, Sister Ling still has a lot of things to do, so let's not get in the way here." Yang Tianhao was overjoyed in his heart, blocked the words of the man surnamed Mo, calculated the plan, pushed the boat down the river, calculated the fate of this meal, and pushed the man surnamed Mo out of the crowd while talking.
After leaving the house, the man surnamed Mo couldn't eat mutton and made a fuss, pushed Yang Tianhao away, and said with a gloomy face: "Let go of me, you really think I treat you as a friend, now that we are clear, you don't want to owe me the five cents, you can go." ā
"Brother Mo, there are friends from afar, that's what you said."
The man surnamed Mo glared at Yang Tianhao angrily and said, "Don't be ashamed, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being unkind." ā
Yang Tianhao became more and more curious about the man in front of him, and when he saw his medical skills just now, he also secretly admired in his heart, but he couldn't understand why he was so careless, and he looked like a hooligan, and he couldn't understand that he was afraid of a beautiful and weak little girl, which seemed to be a little different from the hooligan style.
"Alright then, I'll go back and say goodbye to the girl and leave." Yang Tianhao said.
The man surnamed Mo secretly complained, it was really easy to ask God to send God, so he stepped forward and pulled Yang Tianhao and said, "You dare!" What do you want to do? ā
"Young Master Mo...... Young Master Mo ......"
When Yang Tianhao was entangled with the man surnamed Mo, he heard a voice coming from far and near, and turned his head to see that the third aunt was trotting over with a panicked expression.
"Don't talk nonsense." After the man surnamed Mo finished speaking softly, he let go of Yang Tianhao.
After a while, the third aunt gasped and said, "Save some flowers, give." After speaking, he handed out a handful of broken silver, the number of which should be less than one or two, the man surnamed Mo had a happy face, and was about to take it, but suddenly as if he remembered something, his face slowly became gloomy, he stopped his hand in mid-air, and said reluctantly: "Third aunt, forget it, I still don't want it." ā
"Take it, go have some wine with your friends, I didn't tell Miss Mo."
"Third aunt, you really didn't tell her?" The man surnamed Mo's eyes were full of light, and he asked in a greedy tone.
"I sneaked out. Go away, I'm going back. The third aunt stuffed the broken silver into the hand of the man surnamed Mo and ran back.
"Haha...... Over the years, I have been studying hard to find fame, but it is better to warm the copper smelly fragrance of Jiaohua! The man surnamed Mo held the broken silver in his hand, as if he was afraid that he would fly without wings, and completely forgot that there was Yang Tianhao by his side.
"What a literary style! Brother Mo, where are we going to drink? ā
The man surnamed Mo looked at Yang Tianhao coldly and said, "Phew! Who do you really think you are, a down-and-out scholar dares to play tricks in front of me, as far away from me as you are. ā
Yang Tianhao said with a wicked smile: "Do you want to live up to the kindness of the third aunt?" Or do you want me to go back and say goodbye to that girl? ā
"You dare to threaten me?"
"Brother Mo, I misunderstood, the younger brother is indeed down for a while, but he is not a poor scholar, he just wants to find an opportunity to persuade Brother Mo to rein in the precipice and devote himself to studying medical skills, so as to benefit the people of Li, not to mention the threat."
The man surnamed Mo looked at Yang Tianhao with a serious face, his eyebrows gathered slightly, and he chuckled twice and said, "Hehe! I forgot that you are a disciple of Maoshan, the legendary powerful sect that can turn the world upside down, why did there also appear to be a downfall? ā
"I see that you are also suave, a talent and excellent medical skills, isn't it the same as the eyebrows, the eyebrows are red, the complexion is not good, I am afraid that you are trapped by money, and it is difficult to stretch your ambitions."
The man surnamed Mo changed his expression, his attitude slowed down, and his eyes looked at Yang Tianhao a little sincerely, but his tone was still a little frivolous, and he said: "Even if you have some ability, it is true that you are trapped by money, and it is difficult to reach your ambitions, which is inevitably a trick of deception, right?" What else is worse than alarmist. ā
Yang Tianhao snorted coldly and said: "Longtan Tiger's Lair has not broken in, there are many demons and monsters, how can they deceive you as an ignorant gangster." ā
"Okay, okay, I didn't say you're a liar, okay. How can I be relieved of my money? The man surnamed Mo said lightly, with a tentative taste in his eyes.
"Brother Mo, why do you ask knowingly? You are not worried about food and clothing, why do you do things that are unwinding? You found it yourself when you were trapped by money."
The man surnamed Mo frowned and said, "I'm asking you how to solve it, what do you say about me!"
"Brother Mo, I saw it just now, isn't it a gambling house when you go in and out? It is estimated that Sister Ling has helped you carry the trouble! ā
The man surnamed Mo was debunked by Yang Tianhao, and he didn't see any shame, as if this was commonplace, and said with a flirtatious smile: "Actually, I also want to return a piece of pure land to the Flower City, if I win all the silver in the gambling house, they will naturally not be able to open it, right?" ā
Yang Tianhao's eyes flashed with a different color, this kind of bad talk, he used to use it correctly, thinking about it, he still had an endless aftertaste, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, and said: "You are right, but have you ever won?" I only saw you kicked out of the door, was it your bad luck, or was it your bad luck?"
The man surnamed Mo looked at Yang Tianhao as if he wanted to go together, and smiled invariably: "I'm not as skilled as others, you are a disciple of Maoshan, right?" Why don't we complete this great task together and have a clear sky in the 'Flower City', what do you think?"
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In the gambling house, there was a lot of noise in the smoke and miasma, and two teenagers finally stood in front of one of the tables after a moment of interspersing with drunken gold fans.
"Brother Yang, we only have the few pennies given by the third aunt in our whole belongings, and it depends on you whether we can turn over or not." The man surnamed Mo whispered in Yang Tianhao's ear.
"Humph! If it doesn't bother me, just follow your usual methods. ā
The man surnamed Mo gritted his teeth, and slapped a handful of broken silver on the table: "Buy big!" ā
"Huh! Young Master Mo Xing, who is this? The bare-chested man, holding a bowl of dice, said sarcastically.
Yang Tianhao only knew that the man surnamed Mo was named Mo Xing at this time, and looking at the level of their conversation, it was not easy to see that he was a frequent visitor.
"Humph! You don't care who he is, if he has money, he can do it. Mo Xing said.
"Young Master Mo is right, it doesn't matter if you lose, anyway, you still owe us 130,000 taels of silver tickets, and when the time comes, you can just ask Miss Mo for it."
"Don't talk nonsense, get out of the way!"
"Okay! It's time to buy and leave! The bare-footed man, looking at the table with a plate of loose sand and silver, his heart shone brightly, and he began to shake the dice with a loud shout.
"Open!"
"Great!"
Half an hour later, the bare-chested man was sweating profusely, put down the dice in his hand, laughed twice, and said, "Young Master Mo, your luck is good today, I'm tired, I want to be replaced." ā
The other people at the same table cast strange glances at Mo Xing, they have gambled together for many years, and the relationship is also quite familiar, seeing that his luck is so good today, he also began to follow the trend and bet.
"Brother Mo, let's change the table." Yang Tianhao whispered in Mo Xing's ear.