Tang Chuan raised his hand and touched his head. He looked like a child who had done something wrong and said in a low voice: "But I've already inserted it, so what else can I do? Now I can only trouble my senior sister to go to Tangjiapu in person."
Come on, let the old man save my friend."
"If you want to go, you can go by yourself, I won't go." Tang Shuang said coldly.
"Senior sister, if I run back now, that old man won't break my legs? Besides, he will definitely not save my friend. But, the old man loves you so much, if you give him some good advice, maybe he will
He just came to the rescue, don't you think so?" Tang Chuan said with a playful smile.
If Tang Chuan goes back now, it would be strange if the old man didn't lock him up in a cave for two years.
Tang Shuang walked up to Tang Chuan, raised his hand and pointed his finger at Tang Chuan's forehead, and said with hatred: "You, you, you! Apart from cheating me, what else will you do?"
Of course, Tang Shuang knows the old man's character. Now that Tang Chuan has gone back, his legs may really be broken and he will be imprisoned for another two or three years.
"I'm not trying to trick you. I have no choice. Besides, these eighteen needles are treasures after all. Senior sister will definitely not waste them, right?" Tang Chuan said with a smile.
"Why did I end up wasting everything? How come it's my turn to take the blame for you?" Tang Shuang pointed at Tang Chuan's forehead again and said angrily.
"Don't dare, senior sister. When you come back, I will prepare delicious food for you."
"You!"
Tang Shuang sighed heavily, then walked to Xiao Tianba, casually grabbed Xiao Tianba's leg, and dragged him off the stretcher. He didn't care whether he would die if he hit his head on the ground. He just dragged him like this.
He followed Xiao Tianba and walked out.
Seeing this scene, Jiubao was stunned.
What kind of magical operation is this?
After Tang Shuang walked out of the door, he raised his hand and threw the pipe back.
"Nurture my baby once, and I won't cause any trouble to you when I come back. Otherwise, hum, you'll be a good-looking boy!" Tang Shuang's voice rang out in the yard as he disappeared.
"Don't worry, I promise to complete the mission!" Tang Chuan took the pipe and said loudly.
Jiubao came over, stared at the place where he was going out in stunned silence, and whispered: "Xiao Tang, will you be okay if your senior sister drags this person away like this?"
"Don't worry, he will be fine for the time being. However, I can't guarantee whether the living god is willing to save Xiao Tianba. If he refuses to take action, don't blame me." Tang Chuan said.
What Tang Chuan did was already very loyal. It was too late for Jiubao to thank Tang Chuan, so how could he blame him?
The old man may not necessarily take action to save Xiao Tianba. However, he will definitely take action to save the eighteen needles. So this time, the problem of accumulating eighteen needles is easily solved.
However, Tang Chuan suddenly forgot to say a few words: Senior sister, you must bring me the eighteen needles! These eighteen needles are the most important treasure for Tang Chuan to compete with the old man.
"I would be very grateful if you could help me." Jiubao said with a slight nod.
"Whenever Zhuang Mohan comes to trouble you, I will beat him until he kneels down and begs for mercy." Tang Chuan said.
"Thank you." Regarding Zhuang Mohan, Jiubao wanted to solve it himself. He wanted to personally avenge Xiao Tianba.
And Tang Chuan has not told Jiubao yet that the Zhuang Mohan who appeared today is definitely not the real Zhuang Mohan. But Tang Chuan must be involved in this matter.
Because Tang Chuan also has a great relationship with Zhuang Mohan. Moreover, Tang Chuan also decided to save Zhuang Mohan.
Then, Tang Chuan raised the pipe in his hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Although I can't use eighteen needles, this flower soul smoke fan is also a great treasure. Although it can't be as fast as eighteen needles, it can at least shorten the time by five or six days." Tang Chuan said silently in his heart.
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Huahun Smoking Fan is the name of this exquisite smoking gun that looks like a work of art.
"Master Jiu, I'm leaving first. I have to feed this pipe later." Tang Chuan said goodbye to Jiubao.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Tang."
"You don't have to be so polite to me."
When Tang Chuan returned home, Nan and Tomorrow and several others were meticulously arranging some medicinal herbs in the yard.
Tang Chuan sat down on the recliner, took out some leaves from somewhere, stuffed them into his pipe, lit them and took a puff.
"I'm talking about being a teenager. I have eighteen needles from the Tang Sect in my left hand, and the flower soul in my right hand is wandering across the river city. Who can compete with me?" Tang Chuan murmured to himself, speaking in a voice that only he could hear.
Wei Shang quickly raised his finger and pointed at Tang Chuan, and the three of them immediately looked towards Tang Chuan.
Tang Chuan's expression at this time was quite funny. Qin Binning couldn't help but laugh. She had never seen Tang Chuan look like this before.
"Hey, where did you get this pipe? It looks so good." Qin Binning came over and was about to reach out to take the pipe in Tang Chuan's hand.
Tang Chuan sat up in shock, protected the pipe on the other side, and said, "You can't touch it. This pipe is highly poisonous."
Qin Binning took her hand back angrily, thankful that she didn't touch the pipe. Qin Binning believed Tang Chuan's words.
At this moment, Wei Shang became suspicious. Can you touch something poisonous? And you can also smoke it?
At night, after everyone had gone to sleep, Wei Shang remembered that Tang Chuan had put the pipe in the living room, so he sneaked into the living room. Sure enough, the pipe was placed on the incense stand.
Thinking of Tang Chuan smoking a gun tonight, Wei Shang thought it was funny and handsome, and he wanted to try it too.
So, Wei Shang picked up the pipe, ran to the yard and imitated Tang Chuan, lying down on the lounge chair, staring at it and taking a puff.
"Ah~~!"
A tragic scream sounded out, and Qin Binning and Tang Chuan turned over at the same time.
The next morning, Wei Shang came out with his face and hands tightly wrapped.
"Are you making rice dumplings?" Qin Binning asked with a smile.
"Ah, the air is not very good today, so I picked myself up." Wei Shang said inarticulately.
Tang Chuan threw a small medicine bottle over and said, "Stop pretending, this is the antidote. If you don't take it, you will die of ulcers all over your body."
When Wei Shang heard this, he quickly untied the bandages on his body.
Wei Shang's face was swollen like a pig's head, his mouth was like a sausage, and his hands were like a big pig's hooves that were several times larger.
Qin Binning covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing. Even Nan Tomorrow, who was usually serious, couldn't help laughing.
"I told you that my pipe is poisonous. You must not believe it. Fortunately, you only took a small puff. If you took it all in, even the gods would not be able to save you." Tang Chuan said angrily.