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It is completely understandable that Hu Yunjiao let out such a scream.

The opposite side is lively and lively, and the highest is the Tiger Wing Army General Qi to congratulate the opening of the business, and the momentum is continuous.

It's deserted here, except for Mo Cainu, who can't come over, who sent a congratulatory gift, no one came at all.

"Uh, I'm sorry, but I'm really sending a plaque...... I am really sorry for the delay in some personal matters just now. The plaster-faced young man bowed a little embarrassedly: "As for the donkey cart to send the plaque, although I am entrusted by others, I have no choice but to be poor at home, and other vehicles have been sent out, only this donkey cart has idle ......."

Zong Zhilian wondered, "Why does it sound a little familiar?"

Mu Qingya tapped lightly on Wu Zhe's shoulder, pursed her lips and snickered.

When Wu Zhe turned his head to look at her, Mu Qingya said in sign language: "Someone often said that his family was poor when he was a child......

Wu Zhe has a black line.

Hu Yunjiao looked at the donkey cart parked in the middle of the street under the steps, with an expression that wanted to cry: "It's really a ...... to send plaques and couplets."

She could almost imagine the reaction of the other side when the plaque was removed from the donkey cart.

Lady Huang will definitely let out a disgusting wild laugh.

So just thinking about it, she wanted to bang her head against the wall.

At this time, the donkey of the donkey cart suddenly let out a hum-ah sound, and then fluttered and rattled several times in a row......

Apparently the donkey had pulled a string of donkey dung balls inside the dung bag......

Hu Yunjiao couldn't wait to cover her head and drill into the cracks.

Even Hu Yun and the others turned pale.

"Lu Bo, I'm sorry for you to take the plaque. The plaster-faced young man turned around and said in the direction of the donkey cart without taking it seriously.

"Yes. The old man who was driving the carriage opened his eyes suddenly, and without saying much, jumped out of the carriage and walked behind the long donkey carriage, and lifted the curtain of the carriage. A large plaque was drawn.

The large plaque is the length of two people lying horizontally, wrapped in red cloth, and the corners are slightly exposed to see the black and brown lacquer panels.

Lu Bo held the plaque in both hands, moved cautiously, and walked towards the Long Hate Pavilion.

"That's a lot of strength!" Hu Yun snorted.

Zong Zhilian was also surprised, and his eyes suddenly fell on the old man's feet. I was shocked in my heart.

On the bluestone brick floor, there are many remnants of firecrackers on the opposite side that have been blown by the wind.

Ordinary people's feet stepping on it will naturally cause these remnants of red robes to be kicked apart or brought up like broken cotton wool.

But when the old man stepped on it, the remnants of the red robe of these firecrackers became like something weighing more than a thousand catties, and they were still sticking to the ground and not moving.

Zong Zhilian's eyes widened!

Is it difficult, can it be said......

His feet are volleys! and can exert a volley of pressure on things around him?

That's what it is......

Volley!

Only a moon-level master can do it!

Zong Zhilian stared at the old man, looked at the plaster-faced young man for a while, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

Zong Zhi secretly sued Wu Zhe and the others, but he understood that his actions did not have any secrecy in front of this old man, so he could only endure it.

Except for Zong Zhilian. Even Lady Huang and the others, who were watching from the other side, didn't notice the slightest abnormality under the old man's feet.

The old man slowly walked up the steps with the plaque in his hand.

The subordinates brought by the Autumn Leaves Garden hurriedly took it and climbed the ladder and mounted it on the outer beam of the gate.

The old man turned around and took a sandalwood box and solemnly held it.

When opened, inside was a large stack of couplet plates.

The couplet is not made of paper, but of mahogany lacquered board, which finally makes people feel that the grade is good.

The couplet on the mahogany lacquer plate is exactly what Wu Zhe wrote in advance, but the handwriting was written by an unknown person.

Hu Yunjiao and the others' faces looked better.

Although it was delivered by a donkey cart. But at least the writer is still very attentive.

The couplet board was taped to both sides of the door by the men and men.

"Owner, please unveil the plaque. "A guy from Autumn Leaves Garden asked Wu Zhe to come over. handed over a red rope to Wu Zhe's hand.

Wu Zhe said politely: "Captain, are you coming?"

"I'm going to set off firecrackers. Zong Zhilian pointed to the thousand firecrackers that had been hung on the side.

1,000 firecrackers, a hundred times less than the 100,000 rings in the Lady Pavilion opposite, but it is also decent.

"Firecrackers are open!" Hu Yunjiao shouted happily.

The momentum was completely compared by the opposite side, but the joy of the opening of the industry was still not small.

The plaster-faced young man stood aside, smiling slightly and holding the dog in the cloth bag.

The old coachman squinted. Stood quietly not far from him.

Crackle crackle crackle

Firecrackers rang out, and the red cloth on the plaque was torn off by Wu Zhe's own long rope.

The plaque on the door's eyebrow is fully revealed.

This plaque can be seen to be meticulously made, but it has taken a lot of painstaking work. Hu Yunjiao and others felt that they had earned a lot of face.

Three big characters with gold paint on a black background: Long Hate Pavilion.

The inscription is a recluse.

Wu Zhe looked at Zong Zhilian and the others.

Everyone shook their heads, and they didn't know who the hermit was.

Wu Zhe set his eyes on the plaster-faced young man who sent the plaque again.

The man knew what she meant, and said bluntly, "Is it Miss Xiao? I heard about the girl a few days ago." Although I admired the girl's behavior in my heart. But I'm sorry to tell you which one of you came from. You'll find out sooner or later, no hurry. ”

Wu Zhe saw that he refused to say anything, nor was he reluctant, but looked at the dog in his arms and said, "Who is this yellow dog?"

"I saw it on the way here. It appears to have been lying on the side of the road for days, and one of its injured hind legs has rotted. He was sent to the hospital for treatment, but the doctor said that it was difficult to save him. The plaster-faced young man sighed and gently brushed the yellow dog's neck hair: "If the girl has any meat and bones here, I hope to pity her and give her a few pieces, and I wish to eat well along the way......"

As soon as he was so close as he spoke, Wu Zhe and the others vaguely smelled the breath.

The smell is a bit like rotting rotting flesh in the open air, and it's breathless.

Hu Yunjiao jumped away with a sigh, and Mu Qingya frowned. Girls can't stand the smell the most.

"It's the wound that is festering. Compared to the sloppy old man, he could bear it. Hu Yun covered his nose slightly.

Only then did Wu Zhe notice that the clothes on the plaster-faced young man were underwear, but the dog was wrapped in an outer robe.

He actually wrapped the back of the dog's body in his coat and went to help it heal?

This dog was just picked up on the side of the road, right?

Wu Zhe glanced at the young man, but he didn't see any banter in his eyes.

"Captain, you greet here, I'll go inside. Wu Zhe said to Zong Zhilian.

Zong Zhilian didn't speak, and nodded vigorously.

"You bring it. Wu Zhe greeted the plaster-faced young man.

"Are there any bones?" said the young man with relief, "thank you, girl." ”

They entered the inner hall, but the outside gradually became lively.