Zhang Dingwen looked around in the presidential suite, but only saw me and Da Lang.

I saw him rubbing his hands together and pacing back and forth in the room.

"That, Miss Sue. Can you ask what about your grandfather? Could it be that he doesn't bother to pay attention to this?"

I only found out when Zhang Dingwen asked me this. Since I came to this presidential suite yesterday, I haven't seen Mr. Su. Could it be that I just set up a magic circle in the room, and I and the big wave can wipe out the female evil.

I gasped and drove into the big wave in fear.

"What about Old Man Su, you won't pick on your son. ”

Big Wave was putting on makeup in the living room, slapping something he didn't know what it was on his palm-sized face. Women are really freaks, masochistically slapping bottles of different liquids into their pores every day.

But don't they know that the skin is divided into three layers and five small layers. The three layers are divided into epidermis, dermis, and subcutaneous tissue, which is the fat layer.

The epidermis layer is divided into five small layers: stratum corneum, hyaline layer, granular layer, spinous layer, and basal layer. There is a sebum film on top of these five small layers, which protects the skin from water and inhibits bacteria.

Therefore, if you want to pat cosmetics into the skin, at most you will stay on the surface of the epidermis, and if you want to truly remove fine lines and anti-aging, you can succeed with these external bottles and cans. So aren't all the women in this world immortal?

I was bored to play with the big wave of cosmetics in my hands.

"What about your grandfather? If he really doesn't do it, then let's go back as soon as possible." Right here, isn't it waiting to give the head of the woman? ”

Big Wave massaged his face while explaining unhurriedly.

"What are you worried about? My grandfather is practicing magic weapons! Do you really think that this room of dog's blood glutinous rice and the ghost talisman I drew for that kid can stop the female evil?

Although the female demon was blocked by my grandfather, she has also seen the blood is good? The combat effectiveness is super strong, just like the big boss at the last moment, there are not a few weapons at hand, how can we go crazy. ”

"Magic weapons, what other magic weapons?"

I was a little stunned, "Didn't we use everything we were looking for?"

It's really said that Cao Cao Cao is here, and we just talked about Old Man Su here.

Over there, Old Man Su happened to be late.

I saw that Old Man Su was wearing a bright yellow robe, and behind him was a black and white Tai Chi gossip diagram.

This robe also looks like an old antique, I don't know how many times it has been washed by pulp, and the bright yellow that should be bright is already a little dull.

However, it can be seen from the details on the clothes that the buckles of this robe are hand-sewn by gold thread little by little. Even the Tai Chi Bagua diagram behind it is embroidered with silk threads, not ordinary printing. It seems that the dress should be expensive.

"Grandpa, have you practiced the magic weapon?"

Da Lang hurriedly stepped forward, straddled Old Man Su's arm, and said coquettishly.

"Grandpa, I was tired last night. ”

Old Man Su nodded and touched his granddaughter's hair dotingly.

Zhang Dingwen and I looked left and right.

Zhang Dingwen opened curiously. "What magic weapon, where is it?"

Old Man Su smiled calmly, and saw him take out a slender willow strip of about 1 meter from his cuff.

Hold it in your hand and swing it like an arrow.

"This is the magic weapon. ”

"Isn't this just an ordinary willow branch?"

Zhang Dingwen's face was a little unpleasant. "If the Taoist chief had said earlier, the willow branches could be used as tools, then I would have someone cut down a few good willow trees and come back. Wouldn't it be better?"

Big Wave took the willow branch and played with it repeatedly in his hands.

"What do you know? This is no ordinary willow branch, this wicker is older than my grandfather!"

It turned out to be another old antique, I quipped.

"Sister, is it just a lot of old things that can be called magic weapons!"

Old Man Su waved his robe and sat on the sofa in a chic manner, full of aura, like a great commander who had been on the battlefield for many years.

"Xiao Wang, this wicker is not an ordinary object, this is what my grandfather left behind. Now, it must be almost 200 years old. ”

I was instantly in awe of this artifact.

"The willow branches that have not rotted for 200 years, I don't know how many preservatives have been soaked. ”

Big Wave looked at me with disdain.

"In the past, there was no preservative, but this is really a special treatment with willow branches. ”

"What special treatment?"

I decided to dig into the roots, go home by myself and find a willow stick in good condition, give it special treatment, and leave it to future generations for a hundred years. It can also make a valuable magic weapon.

The big wave returned the willow branch to Old Man Su and explained it to me and Zhang Dingwen in detail.

"It is said that this willow branch is my grandfather's grandfather, next to the Jinding Huazang Temple on Mount Emei in Sichuan, there is a hundred-year-old willow, this willow tree absorbs the incense and Zen sound of the Jinding Huazang Temple, my grandfather's grandfather took the most tender new shoot from the old willow, and was consecrated by the host of the Jinding Huazang Temple.

Then, the willow stick is soaked in the sesame oil of the Buddhist temple. ”

"Why do you use oil soaking?" Zhang Dingwen was fascinated by the hearing and asked one after another. "Do you have to use sesame oil?

Big waves follow the stubble.

"The purpose of soaking in oil is the same as what is written in "Sandalwood Punishment". It can make willow branches pliable and not easy to break. Soaking the whole willow branch in warm sesame oil for a long time allows its branches to fully absorb the sesame oil and become soft and tough like a rattan whip, so that when catching ghosts, it will not be easily 'killed'.

The reason why we need to use the sesame oil of the Buddhist temple is because the sesame oil of the Buddhist temple is full of merits, and the meaning is naturally different from ordinary oil. ”

"I see. ”

Zhang Dingwen and I suddenly realized. The Buddhist temple is a holy place of extreme positive and extreme yang, and the flowers and trees next to the holy place are naturally pure yang things. Ghosts and evil belong to yin, overcome yin with yang, and overcome evil with righteousness, this magic weapon seems simple, but in fact it is extremely noble.

Especially Zhang Dingwen, a man of his age, is most in awe of some ghosts. What's more, his son is involved, and he has a lot of questions in his heart that he wants to ask.

Here, Zhang Dingwen pulled Old Man Su to talk eloquently, and the two of them had a lot of common language.

Over there, the noisemaker Zhang Linli finally got up.

Zhang Linli was wearing a dark blue pajama from Gucci, stretching out in the living room, and it could be seen from his cuffs and collar that the cinnabar charm that the big wave drew for him yesterday was still there.

Especially the deep V collar, you can also see the mandarin duck playing in the water and the red belly pocket inside.

Zhang Linli rubbed his eyes lazily and looked at the people in the living room. Impatient complaints. "It's noisy, it's chattering, and it doesn't stop all morning. ”

Zhang Dingwen saw that his baby son was still safe and sound, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaolin, are you hungry, what do you want to eat? Dad will order a meal and let them bring it to the room. ”

This Zhang Dingwen's doting attitude towards his son, I know, this is a father taking care of his son, and I don't know that I think it's an old servant serving my master.

Zhang Dingwen rubbed his face and cleared his throat.

"Whatever, anyway, the breakfast in this hotel is as bad as pig food. Whatever you eat is not just a mouthful, in order to live. ”

This Zhang Linli is worthy of being a pretending criminal, and his tone is surprisingly arrogant. The breakfast in a five-star hotel still dislikes it like pig food, and I even have a pig that is better than him.

Less leaning, Zhang Linli went to the bathroom alone to wash, and the room staff brought breakfast for five people.

Open the stainless steel buckle lid on the dining car, and the appetizer is a creamy chicken crisp box, Italian vegetarian soup, vegetable baked mussels for the side dish, the main course is bull's eye steak, and there is also a mint and melon smoked salmon salad, vanilla buffy ice cream cake, and the drink is blue ice.

Pure western meal, a full seven dishes. The taste is quite healthy, relatively light.

Rich people are really particular about eating. Early in the morning, eat steak and cream soup. I am not afraid of indigestion of the stomach.

Old Man Su looked at the foreign things in the food cart and frowned unconsciously.

"Why is there no millet porridge?"

The stomach of the Chinese is still suitable for domestic simple grain soup.