Bao inquired and looked back, there was really a medical hall behind him, but there was a beast word written on the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Veterinarian said softly to Lan Ting at the moment: "Brother, I beg you, brother can't be without legs." ”

Lan Ting whispered in his ear, "Then you are convinced?"

Bao inquired and nodded hurriedly, "I'm convinced, I'm really convinced." I don't want the money, can't I?"

Lan Ting looked up and said to the crowd: "Thank you, I'll take my brother in." Then he picked up his bag and walked to the veterinarian, and the crowd dispersed.

Standing at the door of the veterinarian's hall, Bao inquired and pleaded: "Brother, I don't want any money, can't you let me go?" he took out the broken silver and offered it with both hands.

Lan Ting said proudly: "It's okay to let you go, but this time it's your back to me." As he spoke, he put away the silver and asked the bag to untie the acupoint.

Bao Da heard that his legs could move, and jumped a few times excitedly. Then he stared at Lan Ting carefully, knowing that this time he had met a difficult master.

Lan Ting pretended to be serious and said, "What else are you looking at, squat down." ”

Bao didn't dare to provoke him when he asked, this little ghost didn't know how to make himself lame, in case he accidentally provoked him, maybe he would blind himself again after a while, so he could only squat down obediently.

Lan Ting jumped up with all his strength, "Oops", Bao inquired only to feel that his waist was broken.

"Brother, you light, the waist is a man's life!"

"It's okay, your waist is your life and not mine, let's go. Lan Ting slapped his bag fiercely and slapped his buttocks, like patting a horse's buttocks, "Drive!"

Bao inquired and could only listen to his orders, complaining bitterly in his heart but not daring to slow down. Lan Ting rode comfortably on Bao Inquire and hummed happily: "The old monk went down the mountain to fast, and the little nun had an explanation. Remember to bring me siu mai, don't come back if you don't have one. Walking through village after village, the old monk secretly wondered to himself, why no one sells siu mai, and has failed the baby's love, baby's love, hey!

When he got to the place, Lan Ting jumped down, and when he looked up, he almost felt like he wanted to die.

"The best gallery?" he said, pointing to the mahogany plaque on the door, feeling like he had been deceived by the bag.

Bao inquired and said while beating his waist: "Yes, aren't you looking for the best painter, isn't the best painter in this best gallery?"

"......" Lan Ting glared at Bao fiercely, he wasted so much time to find this art gallery, the name is the best art gallery, but it is obvious that the painters in it are not the best.

Skilled painters have always been low-key, who is embarrassed to come up with such a name. It seems that most of them are liars like Bao Inquire. But when he got here, he couldn't help but go in, and Lan Ting knocked on the door with his last hope.

Bao inquired and said, "Little master, the place has also arrived, have you paid the money?"

Lan Ting said, "Didn't you already return the silver to me just now?"

Bao inquired and scratched his head and smiled: "I gave you four taels of silver, but you didn't give one tael." ”

Lan Ting didn't bother to bother with him and threw the piece of broken silver over, "Disappear from my eyes immediately!"

Bao inquired and took the money, and ran away with a smoke.

At this moment, the door of the gallery opened, and out came a middle-aged man, tall and handsome, but his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was unkempt, his beard was unkempt, and his clothes full of holes were in stark contrast to his handsome face.

"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged man didn't open his eyes and didn't look at Lan Ting, leaning on the door frame and looking up at the sky, the sun was dazzling, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Find the artist here. Lan Ting originally wanted to leave, but suddenly it occurred to her that Gongzi said that people who were not good-looking were often high-ranking people.

"Are you looking for me?" the middle-aged man looked at Lan Ting with an expression of disbelief.

"I'll find an artist to paint, can you?" Lan Ting said

"I can do it, I can do it!" the middle-aged man immediately smiled, turned sideways and made a gesture of please.

Lan Ting saw that everyone else was like this, and it was not good if he didn't go in, so he thought that he would go in first. I thought about the fact that this package of paintings was really reliable, so I asked, "I don't know the name of Mr. yet?"

"Qin to the bird," the middle-aged man said, straightening his clothes full of holes

"Qin to birds?" Lan Ting suddenly felt that the name was very interesting, "I have a bird, do you have a pair of birds?" He was interested again, looked at the middle-aged man's crotch curiously, and said with a smile.

If Lan Ting is serious, he really looks like a rich young master, but once he jokes, he looks like a ruffian. However, this little scoundrel is very likable, otherwise how could the Left Protector Su Wanxian Ghost Spirit, who is a charming phoenix, favor him?

When Qin heard this, his face flushed. Lan Ting didn't expect him to be not young, but his skin was so thin. At that moment, he had the idea of teasing him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, your name reminds me of an allusion. ”

Qin had read a lot of books to the bird, and he really didn't know that there were allusions in his name, so he was also interested and asked, "Little brother, let's hear it." ”

"Ahem" Lan Ting cleared his throat, "Chirp chirp, Mulan is a household weaver." I don't hear the rooster crow, but I hear the woman sigh. "What is the story of what he said, this is the poem in the "Yuefu Poetry Collection". When he was a child, he heard people sing in the teahouse and memorized a rough idea. But still record "don't hear the sound of the machine" as "don't hear the sound of the chicken"

Qin Xiangniao knew that he was wrong, but he didn't point it out, and said with a smile: "The little brother is telling the story of Mulan joining the army for his father?"

Lan Ting shook his head and said, "I'm telling the story of smelling chickens and dancing. He didn't know what he was talking about, but he remembered that he couldn't hear the rooster crow in the song, so he remembered to smell the rooster and dance. But when I thought about it, the song sang about not hearing the rooster's crow, and this story called the rooster dancing. If the chickens don't crow, how can they smell them?

But he has a super ability to make up nonsense, so he smiled: "I don't hear the sound of chickens, but this chicken has a fart, so Mulan smells a chicken fart." Reaching out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his heart finally came back.

Qin asked the bird, "Do chickens fart? I never knew that." ”

"Since chickens have butts, of course they will fart!" Lan Ting said with special certainty, in fact, he didn't know if chickens could fart.

"Okay then...... You continue. Qin Xiangniao found this young man quite interesting, so he asked him to talk about it.

Lan Ting said: "Mulan was woken up by chicken farts, so she picked up her sword and went to the yard to practice. If you want to ask her why she practiced swords, it was because she had a dream of going to the battlefield to kill the enemy. But as a daughter, she can't be a soldier, what should I do?" he looked at Qin Xiangniao and asked proudly. Thinking that Qin would definitely not be able to guess the bird, and then tell him again, he must be very impressed.