Chapter Seventy-Nine: Being Poor and Not Dying to Be a Fairy (13)
Yun Wujing looked helplessly at the people gathered on the Zhuangzi, all of them were ordinary people, a little rich, they invited two nurses, and played with a good knife - it was useless.
"This hero, go out quickly, they are chasing you, but don't bother our family!"
"Nonsense, you go out and ask, I'll pass by!" Lao Yun opened his mouth and lied.
"But you just broke into the village, didn't you shout and curse the beggars outside...... Wild...... Under my fist, no one will fall? Good man, you are a person with excellent martial arts, hiding in the small village of Xiao Lao'er, and passing it out, isn't it a joke for the people of the world?"
"Bah, old man, you are old and you hear a lot of nonsense, I haven't said it!"
A woman pointed at him and cursed, a bunch of local slang that I couldn't understand if I was too quick and too fast.
He shrugged, if only this woman knew martial arts, she could punch her......
I felt very aggrieved, but I didn't know why, but I didn't have anger.
The old man on the village is the owner of the village, and what he said is indeed reasonable.
There is no way to be without heaven and clouds, and no one will fall in every square inch! He has only escaped twice in his life.
There was one many years ago.
Today is the second time in Huaijia.
He wants to be tougher and stop running, just a bunch of poor people who want to eat, what can they do with him?
But as if he had been recognized by a beggar in front of him, he ran all the way into this Zhuangzi - to these beggars, he couldn't shake his fist.
What's worse is the current situation.
There was a lot of noise behind the wall, and he could almost instinctively feel that Xiao Shuang was outside.
Helpless and in a dilemma, he clenched his fists and squatted on the ground, only looking at it.
After a while, a beggar came in over the wall, and in the panic of the family, he ran into the house and moved a stool out.
The people on the Zhuangzi were huddled together, panicked, and did not understand what was going on, when the beggars outside came in over the wall, and while looking at these people, they were jumping around, and one of them shouted in the cellar, and then several people ran in and resisted a jar of wine.
Yun Wujing lowered the brim of his hat and grinned silently.
That time I drank too much, drank wine for a day and a night.
I just want to find a woman to sleep with, but Xiaoshuang still doesn't stop, holding him up, I don't know where he got so drunk, or what are you obsessed with?
"Brother, I won't tell you, I went to Luoyang this time and met a woman who is good-looking, martial arts are also strong, with a bold personality and extraordinary spirit!
"Xiao Shuang, what kind of are you talking about, where in the world is there a mother-in-law who is right?"
"Of course, brother, do you believe brother?"
", am I a brother who doesn't believe in it?"
"That'...... Brother, you rest in the room first, I'll invite someone to come over!"
"Xiao Shuang, why are you so serious all of a sudden? I am always full of nonsense and joking on weekdays, I am a little unaccustomed to you like this!"
"Xiao Shuang?"
He looked up to see where the other party was still there.
He sat at the head of the bed, didn't think about anything, just stayed, and after a while, he looked like a bridegroom waiting for the cave room, what about the bride? The bride may have gone to wash, and I don't know what the customs here are, anyway, the bride in the old forest of Lingnan in his hometown will go to clean up after the banquet, and then enter the new house.
If it is the groom's mood, it must be more complicated, but he is not the groom, besides, it doesn't matter what kind of mother-in-law she is, she will sleep for one night anyway. What mood do you need to prepare for sleeping with a woman?
He was dazed and was about to fall asleep, when a fragrant wind wafted in first, and the wine came up, he hugged the person tightly in his arms, fell on the bed and rolled twice. has reacted according to the instinct of the body, pressing the mother-in-law under the body.
This woman's body is fragrant and soft, and he still wants to open his eyes to see, but he feels that the room is blind with black lights, and it turns out that the candle flame has burned out at some point, and it is a dark night without stars and moons outside.
He doesn't go to the inner breath at this time, so he looks at it at random, and feels that the other party's eyebrows and eyes seem to be familiar, as for whether it is beautiful or not, whether it looks good or not, where will he think about this! In bed, he hugged it—as long as it is a woman and not ugly, everything will be fine!
He kissed and touched, tore his clothes on his hands, and after a while, the two of them took off clean, and he was drunk and confused, and he would not be gentle, and he went straight and domineering.
This woman is not good at this, as Ah Sheng once described to him - like a river mussel guarding pearls. What does it mean? It means that the woman takes off her clothes, holds her hands on her chest, and curls her legs away, as if she is a river mussel that has been put together, to protect the beads inside.
He broke the mussel and took the beads—slippery and fragrant, tender and soft.
The other party's physical strength is excellent, and his body is even more vigorous, flexible, and full of strength, no matter how he tosses, it is far from being comparable to those sisters in the past.
He exerted all his strength, and then involuntarily trembled for a while, and in the excitement, his inner breath surged, and he let out a long howl.
He hugged her and fell asleep, only one thought still swirling in the dark: why didn't there be a sound, this woman is a mute?
"Hey, you man, why don't you speak?
Lao Yun lifted the brim of his hat and squinted at the wall, just as another beggar came in over the wall and rushed into the house to find something.
When he saw a man running into the firewood house alone, he squeezed out several women from the house and ran into the firewood house.
After a while, the beggar ran out, and heard someone shouting, "Here, here!" and he ran over, and it turned out that several beggars were looking for a large bucket for bathing. After finding it, they carried it out together.
The beggars finally threw the bucket out of the wall, and said to the owner of the village, "Borrow another bucket, put your heart in your belly, and return it when you use it!"
They flipped out, and a few more men carried the vats to a clearing behind them. Someone was already waiting, pouring the clean water from nowhere into the vat.
The helper stood dumbfounded, still staring at the wall, holding his shoulders.
When the bucket was three-quarters of the way out, a beggar cried out, "Helper, enough water!"
He waved his hand, and the beggars around him turned around, facing the outside and turning their backs to the inside.
Several female beggars came in from outside, some with clean washing cloths, some with wooden brushes, and some with small buckets, ready to change the water later.
He untied his crown, took off his robe, and kicked off his straw sandals.
From a handsome man with a heroic posture, he has become a handsome woman with a heroic posture.
The surroundings were quiet for a while, and no one gossiped, and several female beggars were not surprised at all when they saw the gang leader turning into the vat naked, as if all this was taken for granted, the leader of the Immortal Gang was originally a mother-in-law!