When he raised his head, he only saw Meng Po’s blue face and the scene of the other party drinking soup with heroic spirits.

The action of opening and closing makes Yan Zheng easily recall the appearance of heroes like Wu Song and Lu Zhishen in Water Margin. Not only wine, but also passion, fell on his clothes.

It is difficult for Yan Zheng to imagine what kind of person is in front of him and what he does to create such a generous personality.

At this moment, the other party suddenly threw the bowl into his footsteps, and Yan Zheng's eyes twitched. It seemed that the other party not only learned the heroic drinkers who were drinking well, but also learned the bad habit of throwing bowls.

Complete.

At this time, Yan Zheng noticed that there were many broken bowls piled up at the other party's feet. Not only did the corners of his eyes twitch, but half of his face twitched. Yan Zheng clearly remembered that the town had told him before, these bowls were said to him.

They are all rough glazed pottery bowls from the Xia Dynasty, and they are definitely antiques. This grandson is too prodigal!

After a while, he fell by 100 million. Yan Zheng thought with heartache and couldn't help but maliciously slander in his heart, "What's wrong with learning? I have to learn the bad habits of those heroes. These heroes are all good, just

Too much money!

"Meng Po has another bowl!"

Yan Zheng, who was thinking about it, was interrupted by the shout, and he hurriedly looked up and continued to watch.

Meng Po gritted her teeth and said, "You have drunk eight bowls! What else can you forget!"

The other party said depressedly: "I can't forget it. I can't understand. I saw a child falling into the water and went down to save someone. Why did the two children be saved in the end? Why did I die!"

Meng Po shouted furiously: "If you can't figure it out, just don't figure it out. Why are you throwing my bowl?"

The other party was stunned and asked foolishly: "Didn't that old man did this too just now?"

Meng Po said angrily: "That old man died of cerebral infarction. When he encounters something excited, his hands don't care. If you see him throwing a bowl, he can't hold it!"

The opposite side was extremely embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll compensate you!"

It would be fine if I didn't say this. After saying this, Meng Po even more furiously pointed at the other party's nose and cursed: "Can you afford it! My bowls are all made of Xia Dynasty stone pottery! A worth of 200,000 yuan in the underworld!

Can you afford to pay? Security guard, security guard, take this soul to me quickly and send it to Wangqing. Don’t he like to drink soup? Tell Wangqing to give him it to him until he becomes an idiot!”

Amid Meng Po's angry shout, the cow head and horse face swayed onto the bridge and put people on, as if two emotional machines were unsexual.

Yan Zheng was sweating in the back, and this guy was tempted wildly on the verge of life and death, saving his life for nothing.

When did you see Meng Po swearing, you can imagine how angry Meng Po was in her heart.

Such a mean person, Yan Zheng couldn't help but want to pat him to death if he didn't treat antiques as a big ocean.

Unexpectedly, Meng Po could endure the murderous intent and let the other party have a way out, which shows how generous Meng Po was to these evil spirits who had good deeds.

My affection for Meng Po soared...

When the bull head and horse face walked away with the ghost, the Wangyou sisters immediately stepped forward to comfort Meng Po.

"Don't be angry about mother-in-law. It's not worth it to get angry about this."

"Yes, mother-in-law, let me ask those potters from the Xia Dynasty to burn some more. There is no need to be angry about this little thing!"

Under the coquettish comfort of the Wangyou sisters, Meng Po’s anger gradually disappeared. She waved her hand and sighed, “Forget it, forgot~ You two clean up the floor and make other guests laugh at me!”

Sister Wangyou responded obediently, then picked up the fragments on the ground, and walked under the bridge with one person holding a pile.

Zhen followed closely behind him and walked to Wangyou Mengpo with a smile. Yan Zheng hid behind Zhen like a new wife who had just met someone, not daring to look directly at Mengpo.

When Wangyou Mengpo saw the town, her face had just improved, she immediately became gloomy again and said coldly: "Why are you here for me?"

Zhenxiao said, "I have something to ask for help!"

Wangyou Mengpo said sarcastically: "Please beg me? Isn't it the best for you and Wangqing? If you have anything, go to her and I know her. She will do it! I don't know how to do it, and those two things that were unscrupulous at the beginning

The magic weapon is not with her... I, a bad old woman, can help you with the master of the town!"

Zhen said with shame: "It's all about the old sesame and corn. Why do you mention these things? Who doesn't know who we have been in love for so many years? Half of the master of Huangquan, who is still interested in those two magical tools.

?”

Wangyou Mengpo refused to let go: "It's rare! The magical artifact is not a cabbage! Why don't I care about it!"

Town: "Oh, why are you talking about these angry words? Others don't know, I don't know yet. Those two magical artifacts were deliberately given to Wangqing. I haven't been here for many years. One is because I am afraid of being intimate. Two

I believe that nothing will happen to you. Although Wangqing is not bad at all, if I don’t take care of her personality often, I don’t know what kind of trouble she will cause. The way of heaven is not as usual now. If I really let her that day

If we break through the sky, we will never regret it at that time!"

After the town finished speaking, Meng Po’s anger slightly diminished, and she still said in a bad tone: “Okay, don’t say something nice here. Who can’t say anything open? What’s the matter with me?”

Zhen took out the bowl that Yan Zheng had drawn from his arms with a smile, handed it to Wangyou Mengpo and said, "Help me get a bowl of Wangyou soup containing the smell of the underworld!"

Wangyou Mengpo looked at the bowl in her hand, then looked at the town again, as if she knew the town on the first day, and said with a strange look: "Isn't this the bowl of the little girl Wangqing? Take Wangqing's bowl and find me.

Exchange, have you taken the wrong medicine? Or do you think it's easy to bully, so you deliberately teased me!"

The town general Yan Zheng, who was hiding behind him, took it out and said bitterly: "It's not me, this bowl belongs to this guy. I want to take him to find Wangqing to borrow a magic weapon, but I don't want to get too much cause and effect, so I have to follow the rules.

Come!"

Wangyou Mengpo stared at Yan Zheng with his eyes, as if he was about to see through Yan Zheng. After more than ten seconds, Wangyou Mengpo asked with a serious look: "Is this the person Wangqing is paying attention to?"

Zhen nodded.

Wangyou Mengpo then said suspiciously: "That person?"

Zhen grinned and said in a little embarrassed manner: "Unsure, half, half, it was the old ghost in the company who found him first... As for whether it is, I can only take one step at a time!"

Meng Po nodded.

"Then let's take a look. I've been looking for a few times over the years. It's better to observe more time. We don't have time to do this~!"
Chapter completed!