"I hate you! I hate you!" Little Fang Daoist wept bitterly: "You are not a man, you are not!

"Well, I'm not. Daoist Fang hung his head dejectedly: "You are, this is all right?"

"Woooooooooo

"Sins, sins, Amitabha!" Daoist Fang began to repent: "I confess, I lie, I confess, I am pretending, I have seen things that should not be seen, I am sorry for my father, I am sorry for my mother, I am sorry for Master, I am sorry for heaven and earth, I am sorry for myself, I am also sorry for you, my good brother!"

"......" The tears of the little Fang Taoist priest were all dry, and he was speechless, tick-tock-tock.

"Alright, okay, that's it. Daoist Fang put on his pants, got dressed, and walked out talking to himself: "Turn left when you enter the door, the men's bathhouse, turn right when you go out, the women's bathhouse, I remember, Murong Gong, Gong, mother!"

"Son!" Daoist Fang thought that he was very awesome, money couldn't be moved, beauty couldn't be fascinated, and the result was: "Good!"

The first two Roshan!

Tremble, tremble, tremble!

It's a big belly!

Desperately squeeze in!

Optimus Jade Pillar Elephant Legs! How dense the primeval forest is! It was black and white in front of him, as if it were a stick on the head: "Plop!"

I saw things I shouldn't have seen.

"Oh! no!" Saying that, Daoist Fang sat down on the ground, and his senses and psychology were stimulated even more seriously than just now: "Help, help, help--I'm stuck again-"

"Oh yes, oh oh, no, no! Mother Chun is stuck again!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming! One, two, three—pull it out! Three, two, one—push it in!"

"Ahh――――――――――――――――h

"Listen to me, listen to me, push push, push together, listen to my commands - one, two, three!

"Ahh No, no, no. Ah――――――――――――――――――――――h

"It's called Chun Mama. Call Mother Chun, hurry up and shrink the bones!"

"Whew, whew, whew!whew!"

Daoist Fang hid, and he didn't dare to take a sip of the atmosphere, and no one could find him.

Much later.

"Poof!"

said that it was too late, and when it was fast, he called himself the spring girl to "pop" and squeezed into the door with a bang, and when the Taoist priest Fang popped out like lightning, he made a "pearl inverted roller blind" from the lintel to find an extremely narrow gap under his armpit.

Since then, he has escaped, and the sea is wide and leaps with fish.

Don't you know? Because of inertia, it's all fate: "Hey!"

When the first two are naked!

The next four are half-naked!

The back of the head is naked and half-naked!

Thirty-eight in total!

Its momentum is like a tide, drowning people alive, and landing like a cloud, that is: "Ahhh

Natural reactions, conditioned reflexes, things that shouldn't be seen, things that shouldn't be touched, then: "Ah――――――――――――――――――――"

The little square Taoist priest looked up to the sky and roared, it is the ups and downs of life, don't be too fast!

This door. It's not easy to get in, and it's hard to get out!

A long, long time later.

"Calm down! You must be calm!" said Daoist Fang seriously, "It was an accident. It was totally, an accident!"

Daoist Xiaofang didn't react, Daoist Xiaofang was already completely disappointed in him.

It's desperate, and since then I've broken off friendship with him.

As he walked, Daoist Fang looked at his two hands, and the clothes on his upper body had been stripped naked: "Yu Murong, you wait!"

On the face, on the neck, on the chest and back, there are all blood marks scratched out one by one!

This is to blame Murong Gongzi, this is completely an accident.

It is also well deserved.

Passing through a long and narrow passage and walking through a huge screen, Daoist Fang, who had suffered a lot and was severely damaged physically and mentally, finally came to the men's bathhouse as he wished.

The men's bathhouse is the men's bathhouse, and the entrance is full of old men, and it is clear that-

The door number reads: The benevolent is heroic.

Very good, that's right, wash off the smell of wine on your body, find a coat by the way, and hurry home after washing, it's too late! This is called, heaven is evil, it is still violated, self-inflicted evil is not to live, self-made wisdom and self-assertion, this is clearly a misunderstanding of Murong Gongzi's good intentions, this is simply a decision that makes Fang Daoist regret his life!

That is: the romantic story of two men.

Let's see.

He came in shirtless, and everyone didn't care, and he scratched people all over his body, and everyone was used to it.

It's a big hall, there are clothes and cabinets, three under five divided by two, take off a fine light, and enter.

Don't you know that this door is not easy to enter?

Ask for money.

At the door, an old man, triangular-eyed, dry, thin, sat behind a long table and collected money.

"How much?" said Daoist Fang in amazement.

"One thousand taels. The old man didn't raise his head, and when he saw him, he was clearly a first-time offender.

"One thousand taels, one thousand taels for a bath?" Daoist Fang looked left and right: "It's crazy to think about money, you might as well rob it!"

The old man stopped talking.

Daoist Fang stood stunned for a long time.

said: "I was introduced by Murong Gongzi!"

The old man glanced at him and nodded: "I'll give you a twenty-percent discount, eight hundred taels." ”

Daoist Fang didn't have a dime.

Another time.

"That's good. Daoist Fang said helplessly: "Give you an IOU, and I'll give it to you when I get back." ”

Anyway, there is no money, and it is Murong Gongzi who owes it when he turns around.

"That's fine. The old man was quite happy, and took out a pen and paper: "Write it." ”

Anyway, if he has no money, he can't get out of this Mu Yulou and live.

"Owe: Eight hundred taels of silver. Fang Yin. "Daoist Fang wrote nine big characters uprightly.

"Gold. The old man pointed out the mistake at the moment. He didn't even look at it when he spoke: "Reworded: Gold." ”

"Isn't it?"

Eight hundred taels of gold. You can buy a big house. You can also buy a small one in the capital: "Yes!"

But is it so hard to take a shower?

Write!

Scribble off a hundred words, and write a thousand words, becoming: Eight thousand taels of tattooed money.

"This!" the old man was furious, and immediately blew his beard and glared at him and slammed the table! This obviously asked him to change two words, he had to change one word, obviously it was eight hundred taels of gold, he had to change it to eight thousand taels of silver, the boy was not only ignorant and rude, but also had no money, this was simply unreasonable, the old man hated opportunism the most in his life, stealing and cheating, and pretending to be a clever person. Gold can be corrupted, and it seems that this boy who does not know whether he lives or dies must be taught a lesson: "Drag it out!

At that moment, there were more than a dozen big men in the shape of a man, wearing small pants with bare shoulders, and there were also horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes on the left and right, all of them were fierce and vicious: "Chick!"

"Hey!" Daoist Fang shouted, and at the moment he was also looking at each other angrily! How did he know what this dry old man was doing when he turned his face, and he didn't know what the difference between eight hundred taels of gold and eight thousand taels of silver was, he didn't know that Duyu Lou and Chaoyun Lou didn't accept silver but only gold, and he didn't know that this dry old man looked inconspicuous and actually had a big background, anyway, today he was teasing people before and after pouring wine on the left and right, and it didn't go well either, so he said that he was wearing a cloak, and his buttocks were not very elegant, and he was not afraid to fight: "What are you doing." It's crazy!"

"Smack!" the old man roared angrily, and this time the old man was really angry and lost his temper. Since he entered the door, he saw that his head and thief's brain and eyes were spinning around, and it was clearly not a good thing, you must know that the old man was a dignified deacon of Jingzhao Prison, known as the iron-faced judge, and his name was Hu Zisheng, so he said that after retirement, he would also use his residual heat to see which kid sat at the door of the bathhouse and dared to say a word, and he had no respect for his superiors, especially when he should be beaten, and there was no need to talk nonsense: "Fight and fight, fight to death!"

"Wow!"

"Ha!" Fang Daoist looked up to the sky and snorted a haha, shook his arms and twisted his waist and swung his hips, it was just a stretch, that was no way, this bad old man was really hateful and unreasonable, even if he was the landlord, he was also the second cousin of the eighth aunt of the third aunt of the third grandmother of the Banhua called Chun's sister, who was really afraid of him, although his bare cheeks were a little embarrassed, and the martial arts were suddenly down by four-fifths of the sixths, but it was not a problem to clean up the dozen or so little thugs who were like wolves and tigers: "It's okay, I don't wash it, I can't wash it!" ”

After all, the loss is the first, there is still no money in the pocket, people are poor and short of breath, ancient and modern.

"No!" This is not a question of whether to take a bath or not, but a question of who has been offended: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped, beating! Spanking! 800 strokes!"

"Wow!" more than a dozen thugs surrounded him, one carrying a trailer in his hand.

There is no way, 800 taels of gold and 8,000 taels of silver are different, there is an essential difference.

It's like slapping 8,000 times in the face, and slapping 800 buttocks, it's the same way, so that Daoist Fang can't accept it at all: "Whew-"

The depressed breath has been building up for a long time, and Lord Vishnu is about to go berserk!

"Hu Lao is angry, angry and angry. Just when Daoist Fang couldn't bear it anymore and was about to show his magic skills to kill the Quartet, demolish the Dusk Rain Tower, raze it to the ground and turn it into powder, one finally came out among the onlookers in the dressing room: "It's just a little thing, why make a big fuss?" The man was also bare-chested, smiling with a smile on his face three times in one step, his body was rich and his flesh was white and tender, and he was obviously a local tyrant: "Eight hundred taels of gold, on my account, two hundred taels of gold, filial piety to Hu Lao, Hu Lao, okay?"

Hu Lao stopped talking, Hu Lao snorted coldly and waved his hand, two hundred taels of gold, which is also a lot.

A dozen thugs stepped back.

Be generous, be righteous, brother local tyrant, let's be friends!

"Two hundred taels are yours. Of course, Daoist Fang is a pure turtle: "The rest is mine, I won't take a bath, look for money!"

"You!" Hu Lao was furious, and then he shot the case again: "How can this be reasonable!

"Find money!"

It's not looking for money, it's looking for draws: "Come on! Come on!"

Hula more than 20 thugs appeared, still uniformly dressed and well-trained: "Fight!"

"Wow!"

"Find the money! Find it!

This is not only looking for a draw, but also looking for death, Hu Lao waved his hand, and he no longer planned to talk nonsense with him: "Chop!"

"Wow!"

"Slow!" Brother Tuhao, who is Brother Tuhao, is extraordinarily generous and righteous: "Old Hu, what this brother said is reasonable, you should always find him." ”

"This-" is the case, the bath has not been washed, and the money is someone else's: "That's it!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Hu Lao couldn't, so he took out a stack of golden tickets at the moment, and noticed: it was a golden ticket: "Eight hundred taels, take it!"

Hu Lao is also extremely depressed, Hu Lao has never seen such a person, Hu Lao Xin said: "It's eight thousand taels, eight thousand taels of silver!"

Don't you know, this person can't be messed with at all, it's an IOU that doesn't stick to it-

Owe: 8,000 taels of silver. Fang Yin. (To be continued......)