Campfires (4)

can whistle so badly, of course, Meng Qingyi is the one.

Meng Qingyi staggered out of the corridor and said with a smile.

"Guess what we see inside?"

Duan Taosong hurriedly laughed.

"Can't guess. ”

Meng Qingyi sat down by the campfire, hooked his shoulder, and smiled.

"I saw darkness inside, so black that I couldn't even see my fingers. ”

Of course, such a joke is not funny, but Duan Taosong still laughed along with it, and even bent over with laughter.

Meng Qingyi also looked at this person with a smile and said to him with a smile.

"There's a third hole over there, and if you have good eyesight, you might be able to see something. ”

He didn't mean to object, he got up and walked towards the cave, and after a while, there was no news in the deep cave.

Meng Qingyi was still looking at Duan Taosong, and Duan Taosong was still laughing.

Meng Qingyi said.

"Is my joke really that funny?"

Duan Taosong retracted his smile and said.

"At least it's funnier than my jokes. ”

Meng Qingyi's eyes contracted, inch by inch, like a sharp knife, forcing him to look at the other party, and said.

"Then you'd better stop telling jokes, it's better to just tell the truth. ”

Duan Taosong stammered a little and said.

"I, I, I'm not hiding anything, ah. ”

Meng Qingyi said.

"What the hell did Du Bazhi let you do?"

The corners of Duan Tao's mouth only left a dry smile and said.

"Of course, I'm here to serve you. ”

Meng Qingyi said.

"If you're here to serve me, I haven't been to the teahouse yet, and you're already drinking tea in the teahouse, which is not true. ”

Duan Taosong hurriedly apologized.

"It's not like words, it's not like words. ”

If Meng Qingyi asked him to slap himself in the mouth now, Duan Taosong would not hesitate.

But Meng Qingyi just said coldly.

"When you go to a teahouse to drink tea, you can meet that wind medium, which is really a coincidence. ”

Duan Taosong was stunned, lowered his head, and muttered.

"It's just that coincidental. ”

Then Meng Qingyi laughed, laughed loudly, and almost burst into tears, before he said.

"Looks like you're pretty good at telling jokes too. ”

Duan Taosong could only laugh along.

Suddenly, Meng Qingyi's face turned pale, and almost the whole person attacked, pressing Duan Taosong heavily to the ground, his eyes were as cold as a snow cone, as if he was about to insert it into his heart at any time.

Meng Qingyi patted Duan Taosong's cheek with his hand and said.

"Didn't I say that I only let you tell the truth? ”

Duan Taosong's heart was broken, and he suddenly couldn't control his lower body, so he wet himself.

Duan Taosong spoke with a little crying.

"I, really, no, have a ...... for you Said, half a sentence, a lie. ”

The corners of Meng Qingyi's mouth opened into an evil sneer, and his eyes were cloudy, as if they were contaminated with a little murderous aura.

Meng Qingyi said.

"Tell me, how do you recognize that wind medium?"

Duan Taosong said in a trembling voice.

"It's not that I recognize the wind media, it's that the wind media recognizes me. ”

Meng Qingyi said coldly.

"How did you recognize it?"

Duan Tao said.

"Three years ago, I accompanied the owner to Yucheng, and all the wind media recognized me. ”

Meng Qingyi said.

"And then?"

Duan Tao said.

"And then the wind media wanted to rip off the bamboo. ”

Meng Qingyi seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, but Meng Qingyi didn't laugh, Meng Qingyi was still so cold that she didn't have the slightest emotion, and said.

"You mean that the wind medium took the handle of the second room and knocked on the bamboo pole of the fourth room?"