Song Qiu took Guan Yu out of the door of the Internet café. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking on the bustling street, Song Qiu found that he still wanted to miss something.

That is, although the robe worn by Guan Erye is somewhat modern and normal, the thick and long beard under his chin is very abnormal, which is far more attractive than his robe.

Walking on the road, the return rate is 100%, just this way, Song Qiu saw several unlucky people who hit the telephone pole because they looked back at Guan Erye's beard.

Song Qiu also found that a woman was hiding on the side of the road and pointing to the ground, and cautiously said to the people next to her: "Xiao Li, look at that person, look at that person." It's not like who's coming, it's the one that always shows on TV. ”

Song Qiu smiled bitterly in his heart, yes, it seems that he is thought of Guan Yu. That's right, Guan Erye's outfit and red face are indeed too iconic, no wonder it will make others think of the name Guan Yu at a glance, but fortunately, no one will really believe that the person in front of him is Guan Yu almost two thousand years ago.

Just when Song Qiu thought that he would hear the name "Guan Yu" from the woman's mouth next, he saw the middle-aged woman clapping her hands and suddenly said excitedly: "Yes, I remember! Osama bin Laden! The terrorist who bombed two buildings in the United States on 911! Osama bin Laden, it is bin Laden, do you look like it?"

After saying this, the woman suddenly covered her mouth in horror, and her "flower face" was discolored, so that she was afraid that the terrorist would recognize a grenade and kill her when he heard it.

Song Qiu was speechless: Eldest sister, you care about current affairs and news. What year have you been here? Osama bin Laden has been killed by American GIs for several years, did he jump out of the coffin board? Besides, even bin Laden is in front of you, and he can't understand what you say in Chinese, what are you worried about?

He thought about it again: However, it seems that Guan Erye did jump out of the coffin board, maybe bin Laden can too?

Passers-by were not only gossiping, but even more, there was a man who walked directly to Guan Yu's side, patted Guan Yu on the shoulder, and said enthusiastically: "Hey, buddy, where did you buy this beard? ”

The gay man sighed, carefully swayed left and right and observed Guan Yu for a long time, and suddenly said: "Okay, buddy, I haven't seen it yet, you are pretending to be Guan Erye, right? Which store bought it, you must tell me, I also want to buy a fake beard, stick it on my chin and pretend to be Guan Erye." ”

Guan Yu made a straight face and said coldly: "I'm a real beard, I don't believe you are, and I'm not pretending to be Guan Yu, I'm just ......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Qiu hurriedly dragged the second master away.

While walking, Song Qiu also said: "Second master, you are also one of the most famous immortals in the world, where is the dignity of immortals? How can you lose your share so much that mortals can easily pull your beard? Not to mention that you can't be so sincere, you have to admit that you are Guan Yu, and if you perform a few more tricks, you have to scare him." ”

Song Qiu led Guan Yu to follow the navigation on the mobile phone map and came to a large book city, where there are also many genuine film and television CDs. It's no more than ten or twenty years ago, and how can there be a special disc store these days?

The two of them stood at the entrance of the bookstore, staring at a sculpture on the ground.

It was a painted statue of a god, red-faced and green-clothed, holding a green dragon glaive knife, who was not Guan Erye?

"Second Master, are we on your territory?" Song Qiu asked, smacking his lips.

If you want to say that this bookstore is also strange, it is obviously a very regular big bookstore, but there is a statue of Guan Gong at the door, and Song Qiu has seen this kind of door for the first time.

While he was still at the door, he saw a man who looked like a boss walk out, carrying a bottle of wine, three incense sticks and a pair of candles.

The man squatted on the ground, lit the incense candle with a lighter, bowed respectfully three times, and inserted the incense candle on the incense table.

Song Qiu asked curiously, "Boss, is this shop yours?"

The man turned his head and glanced at Song Qiu, nodded and said kindly, "Yes, it's mine, what's wrong?"

"I just want to ask, why is there a statue of Guan Gong in front of your store?" Song Qiu asked.

"Hey, I lost money in other businesses the year before last, and I made a wish to Guan Gong at that time, bless me to make a lot of money last year, but I didn't expect it to work, I made a lot of money last year that I never thought about in my life, in order to repay the wish, I specially invited such a statue of Guan Gong, and asked him to bless me to continue to make a fortune this year. The boss said happily.

As he spoke, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle of Wuliangye in his hand and sprinkled the wine in the bottle on the ground as a sacrifice to honor Guan Gong.

Wuliangye was sprinkled on the ground, exuding a rich aroma of wine.

Guan Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although he was not as greedy as his third brother Zhang Fei, but he was also a good drinker, at this time, he was watching the wine worm in his belly by the side, and he greedily held his already red face redder than the monkey's buttocks, and he was anxious to stare his Danfeng eyes into big round eyes, and kept muttering in a low voice: "Don't pour it, don't waste such a good wine, you have to respect me, but give me a drink, I'll just stand here." You poured it into the soil, and it was fed to the landlord. ”

Regarding the attitude of his childhood idol, even though Song Qiu had already prepared for the discipline of these immortals, he still couldn't stand it, and hurriedly dragged Guan Erye into the book city.

Before entering the book city, Guan Erye looked at the Wuliangye that was constantly pouring on the land, and Song Qiu, who was looking at it pitifully and desperately, couldn't help but shiver.

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Shivering, many people will fight.

The winter in Jiangcheng is very cold, and people with average health will shiver a lot.

On the campus of Jiangcheng University, students who had just left the warm quilt and walked out of the dormitory to go to class shivered in the cold wind, and many of them tightly covered their coats so that the cold air would be less rolled in.

A young man dressed in a strange way walks down the campus, and everyone around him shuddeers wherever he passes.

The young man had dark skin, a resolute face, and a Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

This young man is naturally Duan Jiulang from Maoshan thousands of miles away.

On Maoshan Mountain, Duan Jiulang deliberately concealed one thing in order not to mislead his master and prevent the sect from making a wrong decision.

Not only his junior brother Qin Hanye, but his own brother Duan Qilang also died in Jiangcheng, at the hands of Song Qiu.

He has a grudge against Song Qiu.

A sea of blood feud.

Blood debts can only be paid with blood.

For this, Duan Jiulang, who was born in a mountain village, firmly believes in it and has been practicing it.