He Jinshui served Orlando carefully, served the other party a lot of vegetables, ate very little by himself, and served tea and wine from time to time, as if he had really turned himself into a shopkeeper, looking like he was giving and taking, making the other party's mood feel more comfortable than ever. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The kid respects the old and loves the young, he is really a qualified successor of the temple, come on, I am optimistic about you!" Orlando patted the other party's shoulder nonchalantly, and said with a fake encouragement. At this time, he suddenly found that the other party's face showed a little pain, and he kept dripping and gasping.

"What's wrong, isn't it comfortable?" Orlando froze.

"No, it's just that my stomach is a little uncomfortable, maybe it's diarrhea!" He Jinshui said forcibly, and at this moment, a loud and crisp fart was released, dragging a long tail note that echoed in the room.

"Boy, pay attention!" Orlando said with some annoyance, "The old man is still eating." “

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the kid was rude. He Jinshui hurriedly stood up and bowed vigorously, while frowning and said: "The boy's stomach is really uncomfortable, if he is forced to support himself, it will be ugly, the old man eats first, and the boy will come back when he goes to the toilet." As he spoke, he was about to walk to the hut.

"Hey, you wait!" the old man suddenly said loudly, the long-term experience of stealing chickens and dogs made his guard a lot heavier, and he couldn't help but think to himself: "This kid is in a hurry to leave, won't he run away under an excuse, isn't the old man being calculated by him." ”

"Old man, what else do you have to advise?" He Jinshui stood still and said with a smile.

"This?" the old man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to say, so he couldn't say to him, "The old man suspects you of cheating, so you are not allowed to go to the hut." When he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a large bulging money bag on the table, which He Jinshui had thrown casually before, and according to his own judgment, there must have been a lot of money hidden in it.

"The monk can't run away from the temple, the money is still here, it's a big deal to take it out and use it to pay off the debt. Thinking of this, Orlando relaxed, waved his hand and said with a smile: "You can go if you want, why bother asking the old man." Boy, go and come back quickly, the old man is not interesting to drink alone. ”

"Well, I'll bring two more jars of wine when I get back. He Jinshui smiled and walked out with his hands arched and closed the door of the private room.

"This is really a strange boy, he has reached the realm of the god of war at such a young age, for so many years, I have only seen the human emperor Wang Da Lei have a similar experience, no, I'm afraid that Wang Da Lei is quite inferior to him when he was so young!" The old man frowned, stroked his beard with oily hands, and secretly said in his heart: "The strangest thing is that he is black-haired, and Wang Dalei is also black-haired, do they have a relationship, they all came from over there?"

"Well, it should be like this!" Orlando nodded and thought: "That Wang Dalei was mysterious and strange when he first came, and his ability cultivation was unfathomable, and I felt an even more terrifying power from this young man, and I am afraid that it is not much closer to being overwhelming." ”

The old man pondered in his heart for a while, and he couldn't figure out how He Jinshui cultivated, but he was afraid that he would not be able to achieve such an achievement when he came out of his mother's womb, and finally he was impatient, shook his head and sighed and said with a smile: "Since the old man has already washed his hands, he naturally has no desire to fight, and he should be an ordinary person to enjoy life, and the past will pass, and what do you want him to do!"

Thinking so, his psychology still felt empty and a little melancholy, and he couldn't help but sigh and think: "Emperor of the People, I have completed my agreement with you, and I have been guarding the temple for a thousand years, and now I don't owe you a free body, don't bother me if the temple is a blessing or a curse in the future, and the old man will no longer accept it." ”

The old man fell into deep thought, and ate while reminiscing, and his gray bearded chin kept chewing, until he was six or seven minutes full, and then he patted his belly contentedly and smiled with satisfaction.

"Full of wine and food, good wine and delicious food, refreshing!" The old man stretched his waist and felt extremely comfortable, and thought to himself: "Belly, belly, it turns out that I have treated you badly before, and I have buried one foot in the soil to taste the real taste of the world, and the previous days were all in vain." ”

He sighed as he looked at the table, which was swept away by a tornado, and the food had been swept away, and the few leftovers had cooled. The old man thought about it, so he called the little guy in, told them to go out and reheat it, and then ordered a few side dishes and then continued to drink.

In this way, the old man continued to eat, and the dishes were hot and cold, and cold and hot, until all the dishes were in his stomach, and his stomach was swollen and he could no longer swallow a mouthful, and he suddenly found that the sky was already dark at this time, and the bright moonlight window was sprinkled with a bit of tranquility.

"It's so late, must that kid have fallen into the pit?" Orlando thought with some mistaste. Suddenly, he noticed something, and immediately his face changed drastically, and he slapped the table heavily and stood up, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Damn, I've been fooled!" The old man came back to his strength, gritted his teeth involuntarily, blew his beard and glared: "Since that kid has already attacked the realm of refinement, he can naturally control every part of his body, how can he not pull it sooner or later, but he began to have a stomachache when he ate with me, which is obviously a problem, but the ridiculous old man only cares about gluttony and ignores this, and now it seems that eighty percent of them are fooled." ”

The old man looked at the bulging package on the table a little nervously, which He Jinshui had never touched when he had stayed here, he thought that there must be a lot of silver hidden in it just now, but now that he thinks about it, I'm afraid it's just a prop. Thinking of this, the old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up all of a sudden, took a deep breath, and slowly stretched out his hand to pull away the burden.

After just one glance, his eyes widened and his complexion changed greatly, and his face, which was originally moistened by wine and food, and looked a little ruddy and childish at first glance, suddenly showed a grayish white, and a complicated gaze flashed in his eyes, with a little surprise, a little anger and a little helplessness.

The old man's feet were weak, and he involuntarily sat down on the chair, and his head suddenly became a mess. He looked at the pile of pebbles lying there quietly, and said bitterly in his heart: "After all, I was fooled, bastard, scoundrel, Baga!"

The old man blew his beard and glared and scolded a few times, and suddenly reacted, the whole person jumped up like a spring, patted his head and scolded with a smile: "I'm rubbing, it's really stupid for me, the old man was going to eat the overlord's meal, and now there is no one around, so he can just escape." Hehe, Lao Tzu touched the oil on the soles of his feet, and slipped away at night, wouldn't it be wonderful, a two-story house, can he still trap himself!"

The old man walked to the windowsill in three steps and opened the window, and looked down, and found that the street was bustling with people coming and going, and it seemed to be very lively, as long as he jumped so much, these fellows could no longer find themselves. "Ha, haha!" The old man was ecstatic in his heart, and laughed and said: "Stinky boy, spare you treacherous dead ghosts, I'm afraid I didn't expect that the old man could lose face, dare not pay for dinner, hum, I want to calculate the old man, wishful thinking!"

Thinking of this, the old man no longer hesitated, and saw a gap in the flow of people and was about to jump down, when the door of the private room was opened with a bang, and a strange shopkeeper walked in with a smile.

"Guest?" the fellow looked at Orlando a little strangely, and saw him holding the window with both hands, one foot straddling the outside, and one foot standing inside, as if he was about to turn over, and immediately panicked, and quickly rushed over and grabbed his sleeve and said loudly: "Guest, are you okay, what are you doing by turning the window, hurry down." ”

"Don't pull me, the old man comes down by himself. The old man was so angry in his heart, he immediately roared twice, flicked his sleeves with some weakness, turned around and jumped back. He has set a rule for himself since he was in the game: once he starts an ordinary life, he must solve the problem in the way of ordinary people, he can be abducted and abducted, he can be domineering, but he can no longer use martial arts and magic, otherwise according to his ability, he can raze this building to the ground with a wave of his hand, who can trap him in this world.

"Objective, I don't know which one you're playing?" the shop guy rolled up his sleeves and teased, "It's not like you're thinking about that, hehe." ”

"How is that possible!" The old man immediately entered the acting mode, stroked his beard seriously, and said with a straight face: "You can doubt the old man, but you must not doubt the old man's character, am I like the kind of scoundrel who doesn't pay for eating?"

Seeing that the man was still looking at him with burning eyes, and the suspicious look in his eyes flashed, the old man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with some weakness, and slapped the heavy package that had been closed on the table vigorously, making a gurgling sound, as if the silver dollar was rolling inside.

"The kid is too careful, the old man just looks at the moonlight is very beautiful, and can't help but touch the scene and feel life. The old man glanced at him and snorted.

"I see, it's the villain who is abrupt. The shopkeeper looked at the bulging package and swallowed hard, and finally said no more, just said with a smile: "It's dark now, the shop is going to close, and I hope the old man will give it a convenience, check out and leave." ”

"No, the old man is drinking refreshmently now, and he is about to write poetry!" Orlando slapped the table, raised his voice and said loudly with an unhappy face: "Man, this is that you don't know how to do business, how can you drive customers away, and do you have enterprising spirit, and do you have professionalism?"

"Hehe!" the man rubbed his hands together and smiled silently, looking at him like a fool. "Hey, the acting skills are rusty, and you can't even fool a little hairy child!" The old man chuckled in his heart, quickly turned his back and waved his sleeves and said, "Hugh is noisy, go down and fry two more dishes and serve them." ”

"The old man doesn't know that we are closed at this time every day, without exception. The guy smiled and rubbed his hands and patiently explained: "Everyone has been busy for a day, tired and hungry, I just want to go home early to rest, and my wife and son have a good warm kang head, I think you can also understand." ”

"Understand, understand, how can you not understand!" The old man showed a clear look, pretending to be a little embarrassed and said: "But the old man is facing the moonlight at this time to understand life, and he is full of pride and poetry, and he is very reluctant in his heart, and it is difficult to miss this opportunity to have another epiphany, so please ask the little brother to make it convenient." ”

"This guy shouldn't be there for me. The shopkeeper squinted slightly, looking at the old man's disheveled and unkempt face, the clothes on his body were greasy and black, and there was a strange sour smell, which looked not much better than the homeless man, and the poet's artistic conception of "waving his hand without taking away a cloud" that he boasted of was too far away, and he couldn't help but feel disdain, and became more and more suspicious, so he shook his head vigorously and urged Orlando to pay the bill.

"Pay the bill, I'll pay you!" Orlando wanted to cry without tears, and thought to himself: "Lao Tzu has the money to pay the bill a long time ago, how can you let you force each other, isn't this bullying?" Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and pretended to reach out to touch his waist pocket, where there were a few coins he had won back in the afternoon.

"I can't bear the child can't trap the wolf, I can't bear the wife can't catch the pervert!" The old man gritted his teeth and thought: "As long as you trick this annoying fly out, the old man will flash immediately and never come." So he touched it and said with a smile: "I still have a few idle coins here, and I will share them with everyone as overtime payment, and then fry two dishes and bring a pot of wine, and the old man will leave immediately after eating."

"Oh, there's a tip!" The shopkeeper looked a little happy, nodded and said, "Okay, let's work harder, thank you." With that, he stretched out his hand to take it, and with a smile he spread his palm on the other's chest, waiting for the old man's reward.

"The dog looks at the things that are low, and he really doesn't cry when he doesn't see the coffin!" The old man saw that the other party didn't see the rabbit and didn't scatter the eagle, and he looked like he was determined to eat himself, so he sighed in his heart, so he had to really touch the wallet, but in his heart he scolded the elders of the other party's family enough, but this touch suddenly felt empty, his face suddenly became ugly, and his expression froze all of a sudden.

The young man nodded his head, his face was about to laugh, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to wait for the other party's reward, and he didn't wait for the coin to arrive for a long time. He looked up a little strangely, and found that the old man was swallowing his saliva vigorously, looking nervous, breathing rapidly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his eyes showed a look like a ghost, and he said vigorously: "How is it possible, how is it possible, how can those coins be gone!"

He raised his head, looked at the ceiling in a daze, recalled He Jinshui's somewhat smug smile when he left, and suddenly understood something, and involuntarily blood gushed up, and a wail like a lone wolf being injured came out of his throat, and Yang Tian sighed: "He Jinshui, you who kill a thousand knives, the old man and you are not finished!" (To be continued.) )