Chapter 57: Who Painted the Eighth King?

Hearing Feng Tianli's words, Wang Dashun was even more excited. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Now that you're well, you see, it's going to be the New Year now, and my uncle must miss you very much. ā€

"And ......"

Feng Tian understood the words later, he didn't listen to them, this was to drive him away.

Who can stand such a 10,000-year-old scourge?

"Wait. ā€

This Feng Tianli immediately interrupted Wang Dashun's words: "Where is my Zangchun Building? Where ......are the whole dishes of my Deyue Building?"

The fat man suddenly wilted.

It's not that he wants to repay the debt, in order to collect this cloud mist mountain tea for him, he has already spent half a year's pocket money.

This is the whole dish on the moon floor, and it gets 20,000 taels of silver.

Go to Zangchun Tower again, not to mention three thousand taels.

......

He really didn't have any money.

Just when the fat man was in a dilemma, the old man Wang stood up and called his son aside.

"How much is missing?"

Hmm? Wang Dashun was a little confused about his father's reaction, this is so strange, how can he, who usually knocks on the door like a skin, suddenly care about whether his pocket money is enough?

Wang Dashun said embarrassedly: "Dad, my son is really a waste, it's really insulting to the ancestors......"

"Less wordy, how much worse is it quickly?"

This old man is a little impatient, it's not that he wants to be generous, it's that he really can't stand the wind and leave.

This 10,000-year-old scourge has been living at home for almost a month, and in this month's time, the entire Wang family is simply a chicken and a dog, and there is no peace.

"Probably...... Twenty-three thousand taels. ā€

The fat man's voice is very low, this number is too big, and his father will not give it to him if he is killed.

But since his father had to let him say it, he gritted his teeth and said a number.

I thought that the old man would definitely refuse, but who knew that my father frowned, as if he had decided something, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind:

"Twenty-three thousand taels?...... Well, go to the account office and get the money!"

Old Man Wang waved his hand.

Spending money on a clean one, although the price is a bit large, is worth it.

Wang Dashun couldn't believe his ears.

I asked several times in succession, and finally confirmed that it was true.

"Thank you, Daddy, I'll go to the bookkeeper. ā€

"Wait. Old Man Wang suddenly stopped him, and then the old man whispered to him.

"It has to be so, so. ā€

Wang Dashun glanced at Feng Tianli, and then nodded firmly.

"Okay. ā€

Feng Tianli really couldn't figure out why Old Man Wang was so happy, but since he had silver flowers, he didn't care what the reason was.

The two of them received the silver and soon arrived at the Deyue Tower.

After ordering a dish, the Feng Tian left the friend to call a friend, and called many companions, so that the cost exceeded 1,000 taels.

A vote of people had eaten and drunk enough, and when they got out of the Deyue Tower, they went to the northwest.

"What?"

Feng Tianli felt that it was wrong, and pulled the fat man's sleeve, it stands to reason that the fat man's house should be in the southeast.

"Zangchun Building, Ma Lidian!"

The fat man couldn't help but say, and directly dragged Feng Tianli to the door of Zangchun Building.

There's a girl waiting!

The fat man quickly brought Feng Tianli to the private room, and more than a dozen girls rushed up.

The piano playing, the singing songs, and the dancing dances soon surrounded the wind and the sky.

Feng Tianli was hugged left and right, but the fat man raised his feet to leave.

"Wait. ā€

Feng Tianli, who was surrounded by the girls, seemed to react to something.

No, this kid isn't usually like that!

Is it a meter?

"Wait, Fat Wang. Why don't you stay?"

The fat man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva in the face of the girls' tricks.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"I'll go home. "I really want to stay, but my father is too desperate," the fat man said very reluctantly.

Feng Tianli's face was abrupt, he heard that the fat man was going to leave him alone, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.

"And then?"

"Your poison has been cured, my promise has been fulfilled, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, I think you better go home to see your uncle......" After speaking, the fat man closed the door of the wing room and walked away.

Hit the trick!

Feng Tianli sat helplessly on the bed, staring at the roof with a somewhat blank gaze.

"What tune do you want to listen to?"

"This young man, is my dance dress good-looking?"

...... The sound of glamour sounded beside him, but Feng Tianli was unmoved.

There is no sourness at all.

If he just left the Wang family like this, wouldn't his blood-dripping centipede be in the soup?

Blood Centipede!

Feng Tianli looked at the roof again, and there seemed to be a hundred blood centipedes in front of him, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, with a faint fragrance, as if beckoning to him.

"Come on......"

A girl who played the piano dragged him over, and as soon as her body was crooked, she collapsed on the bed.

(10,000 words omitted here)

......

Ten minutes in the middle of the night.

Boom!

The fat man was still asleep when he heard a knock at the door.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he opened the door, he saw that it was Feng Tianli.

"Boy, why are you ghosted!"

"Aren't you going home?"

The fat man looked puzzled, and the drowsiness at this time suddenly flew out of the clouds.

Feng Tianli was like a person who was fine, threw off his shoes and went to bed.

After pulling the quilt, it's time to sleep.

"The wind is away, the wind is away. I ordered a special room in Zangchun Building, why did you come back in the middle of the night?"

"Don't tell me that the couch in Zangchun Building is not as comfortable as our home. ā€

Feng Tianli saw the fat man's surprised expression, and couldn't help but be happy:

"I just like your little kang head, what's wrong? I don't care about sleeping in Zangchun Building, so I'm back. ā€

......!

The fat man's face was written with a capital note of surprise.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would never have believed that these words came from Feng Tianli's mouth.

Where did the Feng Tianli who couldn't walk when she saw the girl in Zangchun Tower on weekdays?

He vaguely felt that this buddy was different from the usual.

Could it be that this kid is up to something?

The fat man was very vigilant, and opened his eyes from time to time to see the wind and the sky was away. I'm afraid that this kid will come out in the middle of the night to make something bad.

Now this kid has no reason to stay, and it is not impossible to leave with oil.

So, from time to time, he opened his eyes and looked at Feng Tianli.

Seeing that Feng Tianli did not move, he slept like a dead pig, which was reassuring.

Gradually, the fat man's defense gradually relaxed, so he fell asleep.

......

Early in the morning, the sky was just dawning.

Feng Tianli opened his eyes, he got dressed, and at this time the fat man was sleeping dead.

Oops, a fat man is a fat man, and you can't wake up when you fall asleep!

At this time, the entire compound was still asleep.

Feng Tianli smoothly slipped to Old Man Wang's room, which was the place where the blood centipede was hidden.

Removing the stone that was pressed against the large urn, I looked inside, and a dozen or so blood-dripping centipedes were winding underneath. (ps thanks to the panda who doesn't like to eat bamboo, thank you for the smile for the reward, thank you for the Mobei elm people, thank you for every click to collect, recommend this book friends!

He took out the bag he had prepared and reached down with his hand.

a.

Two.

Three.

...... Just when Feng Tianli wanted to stop, he suddenly thought: One is also scolding, and two are also scolding, so simply scold together.

So he fished three more.

He counted them carefully, and there were no more than four of them, and they were alone.

All right!

That's it.

Feng Tianli opened the Wang family's compound smoothly, and not long after leaving, he heard the loud voice of the old man Wang.

"Oh my god, why are there six fewer centipedes......

Then a bunch of squires hurriedly explained.

After a while, a voice sounded, it was Wang Dashun's voice.

"Feng Tianli! I can't spare you!

Outside the door, Feng Tianli heard all this, and then paused.

His expression was a little strange, he couldn't help coughing dryly, and spread his hands;

"Blame me! Whoever makes you surnamed Wang, I won't draw anything else!"

He touched the blood-dripping centipede in the bag, and the centipede jumped around in the bag, and some of them ate it.

So, he quickened his pace and quickly left the Wang family compound.