"What's that, brother, are you sure we're not wrong?" He Yongsheng rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looked at the bare little thatched house in front of him, and then looked at Lin Jiang with a sure face, I really don't know where the tall man is?

Lin Jiang nodded suspiciously and said, "Yes, I've been here a few times, so I won't be wrong." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

This...... Can this little house be inhabited? Look at the opening on the roof, can it not leak on a rainy day?

"Lin family boy, how many times have I said it, don't disturb the old man's dreams, what's wrong? I see that you have itchy skin, right?"

Lin Jiang still has a long life away from that room, I didn't expect that there was already a slightly old scolding sound in the room.

"Lao Lin, I didn't expect this to be really a master, we are so far away This old man can know that we are here, what a master!" He Yongsheng originally had a vague concept of a master, but after this incident, he was completely convinced. In an instant, many years of outlook on life, values, and career outlook were reversed all at once, what a master!

Lin Jiang didn't have time to say more to He Yongsheng, but just used his mouth to nuke on an ancient tree not far from the small thatched house, and then bowed down in the direction of this ancient tree.

"Uncle Song, the kid took the liberty to come, don't be angry. ”

He Yongsheng followed the direction of Lin Jiangnuzui for some reason, damn it, no wonder this old boy can know that the two of them are coming, or know it from so far away, it turns out that this old boy has been hiding in a tree! Is this old man stupid?

Lin Jiang is a descendant of the deceased, and Old Man Song naturally won't really teach others what he told him, but he still doesn't give him a good face. If you want to say that Lao Lin Tou himself is here, he may be able to talk to him a few words, as for his son, forget it!

"Lin family boy, I don't care what you do, hurry up and leave, don't disturb the old man's peace. Also, don't bring some people over, have you forgotten the rule that the old man doesn't see guests?"

After Old Man Song finished speaking, his body lying on the fork of the branch seemed uncomfortable, and he twisted, leaving He Yongsheng with only a back.

"Uncle Song, this is my friend He Yongsheng, he came to discuss something with your old man, do you think I can talk to you?" Lin Jiang stiffened his head and bumped into Old Man Song for the first time. It seems that he really regards He Yongsheng as a friend, otherwise he wouldn't be so hardworking.

He Yongsheng is also a human spirit, seeing that the old man lying on the tree is so old-fashioned, the cow's temper has also come up a lot. However, when I think about it, I still have to ask others, endure everything, and it's not too late to settle accounts with this old man after finishing things.

"Boy He Yongsheng, I have worshiped Old Man Song!"

He Yongsheng bent down and bowed, but he couldn't hear the movement coming from there.

"Boy He Yongsheng, I have worshiped Old Man Song!"

He Yongsheng thought that the old man's ears were not good, so he added more strength and said in a louder voice.

However, although his voice was much louder, the effect seemed to be mediocre. He Yongsheng looked up at the old man Song on the tree, and the old man was still lying still like just now. Could it be ...... Could it be that this old man died on a tree? He Yongsheng couldn't help but think so viciously in his heart.

Lin Jiang looked at Uncle Song, who was motionless on the tree, and then looked at He Yongsheng, who was angry beside him. He sighed helplessly and said, "Brother He, why don't we come back next time!" Uncle Song, he doesn't see anyone, it should be better if you come again next time!"

Lin Jiang said these words, not only himself, but even He Yongsheng understood what they meant, didn't they mean that he had no common language with the old man?

"Lao Lin, how is this old man's temper on weekdays?" He Yongsheng saw that it had no effect, his eyes rolled, he pulled over Erlin Jiang beside him, and asked cautiously.

Lin Jiang was asked by He Yongsheng like this, and he suddenly felt a little confused. Where is this? Why did this guy think to ask this?

"Uncle Song's temper should be okay! Although he has a very cold attitude towards people, he doesn't seem to have seen him lose his temper much. ”

Hearing Lin Jiang say this, He Yongsheng gritted his teeth, cheered himself up, and then took a step forward, walking towards the ancient tree step by step.

"Brother He, Brother He, what are you doing here?" As soon as Lin Jiang didn't pay attention, He Yongsheng had already taken a step towards the ancient tree, and he didn't know what to do in a hurry. He Yongsheng asked him what Uncle Song's temper was just now, and he only answered half of it!

"Brother He, what I just said is Uncle Song's attitude towards me, and it's not good to say it to ordinary people!" Lin Jiang hurriedly whispered to He Yongsheng.

But this sentence seemed to be a little too late, and when Lin Jiang said this, He Yongsheng had already walked more than half the distance.

'This ...... Lin Jiang, your grandmother's legs can be regarded as killing me!' He Yongsheng cursed in his heart, his face pale. However, the only consolation is that the old Song Tou lying on the tree will still look half-dead, and he has no intention of taking care of him at all.

He Yongsheng looked at the distance between himself and the ancient tree, it was still a short distance, and he would be there in a few more steps, but what if this old man turned his face all of a sudden? People are sixth-order masters, and playing with themselves is not the same as playing with chickens? However, it's only a few steps, and if you don't go over, you're a little unwilling! Damn, for the sake of our hospital, we will fight once! I still don't believe it, can the old Song Tou be as bad as the third master of the Meng family?

Thinking of this, three steps and two steps, He Yongsheng rushed to the bottom of the ancient tree. Lin Jiang watched He Yongsheng pass, and his brain was short-circuited for a while, and he really didn't know what he should do.

He Yongsheng came to the ancient tree, looked up at the old man Song who was still lying motionless on the branch, and the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile.

He Yongsheng tiptoed the jar of wine that he thought was very valuable on the ground, and then took out a long small stick from his arms with a wicked smile......

When Lin Jiang saw this, he couldn't short-circuit his brain anymore, He Yongsheng seemed to be going to make a bad deal towards Uncle Song! He was still holding a small stick, he wouldn't be an idiot to poke Uncle Song with a small stick!

"Brother He, no!" After an exclamation, Lin Jiang hurriedly ran towards He Yongsheng.

Although the old man Song who was lying on the branch did not turn his face to look under the tree, he was clear about He Yongsheng's every move. When he noticed that He Yongsheng took out a weird little stick, he also guessed that this kid wouldn't have a brain disease and poke himself with this thing! Although he thought so, he just didn't move, he wanted to see what tricks this kid wanted to play.

He Yongsheng was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Jiang, and after taking out the little stick himself, he reached into his arms and continued to explore. Damn, He Yongsheng is still not used to this kind of clothes, and he doesn't know which brain-dead designed it, things have to be in his arms, and it's troublesome to find things!

However, fortunately, He Yongsheng didn't have much on him, and after a while, he took out the other two things he wanted. One in a black calfskin bag is something I don't know, and the other thing is the greatest invention of mankind - the flint!

Lin Jiang hurried slowly, and finally rushed over, but it seemed that what He Yongsheng was going to do was a little different from what he had guessed! How did he take out such a few things? What was this for?

He Yongsheng saw Lin Jiang coming, and after giving Lin Jiang a slightly calm look, he continued to bury his head in tearing his small cowhide bag again.

He Yongsheng was so blind for a long time, he completely aroused Old Man Song's interest, but he still didn't move, just see what this kid wanted to do!

After wasting all the strength, He Yongsheng finally tore open this small cowhide bag, it was really not easy! After pretending to wipe the sweat on his forehead for a long time, He Yongsheng stretched out two fingers of his right hand and twisted them in the cowhide bag, and then pulled out two fingers.

After He Yongsheng's fingers were withdrawn, there were many more filamentous objects between his two fingers.

"Brother He, what is this?" Lin Jiang asked in a daze.

"Hehe, that's a good thing! You'll find out in a moment. He Yongsheng laughed evilly, sold a pass, and then continued to bow his head and go busy with himself.

I don't know when, He Yongsheng has already picked up the small wooden stick that he took out first in his left hand. He didn't do much, and then he attached a small ball-like iron ball to the head of the little stick. Then, the filamentous object pinched in his right hand was placed in this small round ball, and he twisted it with his hand, as if it had to be twisted. Then, something even more beyond Lin Jiang's thoughts happened, He Yongsheng actually put the other end of the small wooden stick in his mouth, and at the same time used the burning flint to light the small round ball.

After the flint came into contact with the filamentous object in the sphere for a while, the filamentous spark burned rapidly visible to the naked eye, and then as He Yongsheng inhaled hard, the filamentous object burned even faster. Then, He Yongsheng took away his final gaze, closed his eyes and exhaled a breath. Lin Jiang watched the whole process, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Brother He, what is this, why does it smell so good?" Lin Jiang asked with an intoxicated expression as he smelled the smoke that filled the air from He Yongsheng's spit.

After He Yongsheng took another sip fiercely, he stuffed the wooden stick into Lin Jiang's mouth, let him try to take a puff too, and said, "This is called a cigarette in our place, of course, I am a crude product, much worse than our cigarettes, how does it taste?"

Lin Jiang took a hard breath as He Yongsheng looked, who knows if it was because he was too violent, and he didn't breathe all of a sudden, and coughed violently. However, people with a foundation are adaptable, and after coughing a few times, they seem to accept this thing.

"Brother He, you people are really going to enjoy it! it's such a good thing!" As he spoke, Lin Jiang took another breath, this time he learned to be obedient, no longer inhaling sharply, but inhaling slowly, then exhaling, and then intoxicated.

I don't know when, the old man Song who was lying on the branch of the tree was not calm, turned his face and jumped down from the tree, and said to the two of them embarrassedly: "That, the Lin family boy, take that thing to me to taste!"

Lin Jiang was enjoying the delicious taste of cigarettes, when he heard such a sound, he thought carefully that this was not Uncle Song's voice! Hurriedly took out the small wooden stick from his mouth and handed it to Old Man Song.

However, He Yongsheng on the side was not a vegetarian, and after scolding Old Man Song, he hurriedly snatched the small wooden stick back.

Old man Song is a dignified sixth-order Yuan Master, how could he let a little baby snatch something. However, he was careless! He never thought that anyone would dare to steal something from him, and he would have a bold ......

He Yongsheng grabbed it and didn't stop, and poured out all the tobacco leaves in the small round ball, seeing that this thing couldn't be used anymore......

Old man Song was really angry, firstly, he was robbed of something, and secondly, he had lost such a good thing before he had tasted it, how could he bear it!

"You loser, I think you owe it to clean up!" Old Man Song roared angrily, and then rushed towards He Yongsheng.