Shen Linfeng left, and Xiang Que silently lit a cigarette, feeling a little lost.
When people are talking about things, their minds are in one state, but when they are alone, their minds are in another state. Xiang Que carefully considered the transaction between himself and Shen Linfeng, and finally came to the conclusion that a dangerous move is like walking on thin ice.
"Brother, can you please let me get up?" Wang Xiaotao squatted in the corner, with a pile of napkins scattered under her body covered with blood. Her face had been wiped clean, and the scar between her eyebrows on the bridge of her nose was even more obvious.
The blood stopped flowing, but after the wound on his forehead was opened, all the flesh turned over to both sides. Normally, his wound was very strange. After a normal knife wound stops bleeding, the wound should heal and then slowly. It grew slowly and became scarred, but Wang Xiaotao's head obviously showed no intention of healing after being opened by the knife. On the contrary, it was very obvious that it was separated on both sides.
Xiang Que sighed, pointed to the chair and said, "Sit over here."
"Hey, okay, okay." Wang Xiaotao stood up slowly with her legs on her legs, but her feet failed to stand firm and she fell to the ground with a "pop".
Xiang Que asked in surprise: "It's only been a while, and you've been deprived of oxygen by squatting?"
"No, it's cramping. It's cramping. My legs are numb." Wang Xiaotao got up and moved to sit opposite Xiang Que. He stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. Suddenly, his whole body was agitated and he said a little lost his voice: "Hey, it seems that your appearance is disfigured? These bastards Dude, if you can't cut it anywhere, you have to cut it on the face. When I catch them, I will take revenge today, so I will use a knife to draw a five-line score on their face."
Xiang Que looked at the hysterical Wang Xiaotao and said comfortingly: "For a person who has no good looks to begin with, it doesn't actually matter if you have one more knife or one less knife on your face. This scar is not disfigurement, at most it is disfigurement. It makes your already not pretty face even more vicissitudes of life, please look away."
Wang Xiaotao said with great resentment: "What you said is more cruel than giving me a knife. It hurts my heart so much."
Xiang Que handed him a cigarette and then asked: "What's going on when you say I'm your nobleman?"
Wang Xiaotao gritted her teeth and said: "When I came out today, I met an old man who told fortunes on the street. The moment my eyes met with his, sparks happened. He told me a fortune and said that I was locked in Xiaohegouzi. There is a dragon in the book. Only when it meets a noble person can it soar into the sky. Unexpectedly, the noble person did not meet him, but he encountered four blades."
"Hey, let me ask you a question," Xiang Que asked, squinting his eyes.
"What?"
Xiang Que said: "You fell into a deep pit. There are no ropes, ladders, and no one to save you. How can you get out of the pit?"
Wang Xiaotao blinked her hooded eyes and thought for a long time before shaking her head: "How did you get out?"
"If you take a stone and crack your head in a pit, won't you be able to float up when the water comes out?"
Wang Xiaotao said complainingly: "You can just say that my brain is flooded, why don't you do some brain teasers?"
Xiang Que pointed at him and said: "You don't have water in your head and you can still believe that old fortune-teller who said you are a dragon. If he wants to say you are Sakyamuni, you must have shaved yourself bald now and picked up a cigarette butt." There are six scars on it. That's not water in your head, it's sulfuric acid."
Wang Xiaotao sobbed and bit her lip and said: "Brother, look at my head, which is bleeding from being chopped off. Can you please stop hurting my heart with your words? If you say a few more words, I might even stop talking." I won’t have the courage to see the sun tomorrow.”
"Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful, let's go, let's go" Xiang Que waved his hand impatiently.
Wang Xiaotao looked at the meat skewers on the table, licked her lips and said, "I'm hungry. I haven't eaten yet when I came out at night. How about you let me eat the remaining skewers? You have to go back after bleeding so much."
Make up for it”
"Boss, please heat him up and give him twenty meat skewers," Xiang Que greeted the owner of the shop.
"Ten more kidneys and a head of garlic, and two bottles of beer."
Xiang Que: “·······”
More than an hour later, Xiang Que and Wang Xiaotao came out of the barbecue restaurant. When passing by a clothing store, Wang Xiaotao stretched his neck and looked at himself in the mirror, and was speechless.
"Why do I feel like I have a bit of an Erlangshen temperament?" Wang Xiaotao said with a sad face.
"Erlang Shen may be a little different, but you are quite similar to his brother. Really, indeed."
Wang Xiaotao asked excitedly: "Is he also a god? Who, who?"
"Howling Sky Dog······"
"Brother, you hurt my heart again"
When they walked near Wang Xiaotao's house and were about to say goodbye, Wang Xiaotao asked: "You are a foreigner coming to Qufu, where are you staying?"
Xiang Que said: "Hotel"
"Hey, brother, why did we know each other once? I treated you to dinner and you saved me, so don't stay in the hotel and go to my house. My mother would have died long ago. It's just me and my father at home.
The bed is quite big, enough for the two of us to sleep in.”
Xiang Que said yes and went home with Wang Xiaotao. Wang Xiaotao's home seemed to be of a lower standard of living. It was an ordinary brick house with a small yard and three rooms, a master bedroom and a second bedroom.
and the kitchen. The most valuable furnishings in the room seemed to be the large Panda brand color TV on the cabinet. When Xiang Que and Wang Xiaotao came home, his father was drinking wine. There were a plate of peanuts, a plate of pork head and meat on the table.
Two green onions.
Seeing the two people coming in, Wang Xiaotao's father squinted his eyes and said, "If you come back a little later, I will start sharpening the knife."
Wang Xiaotao lowered his head and said: "Dad, if outsiders come, can we stop talking while drinking? Who will provide for you after you kill me?"
"Haha, if I don't kill you, I'll have to die for you. Raise your head and let me take a look."
Wang Xiaotao lowered his head stubbornly. When his father saw this, he directly pulled him over, grabbed his hair and raised Wang Xiaotao's head: "You just want to die in one day, how can you let someone fart on your head?"
"Who dares to say that he won't be stabbed in the world of martial arts?" Wang Xiaotao said angrily.
Xiang Que watched clearly from the sidelines. Although Wang Xiaotao's father scolded him very harshly, the distress and concern in his eyes were quite obvious. Wang Xiaotao was very stubborn but pretended to be nonchalant and didn't want to worry his father.
This father and son both belong to the hard-spoken and soft-hearted group, but for some reason they become like enemies.
"Go back to your room. There is alcohol and gauze in the cabinet. Wrap it up properly." Wang Xiaotao's father let go of him, drank two and a half of the white wine in the bowl, turned around and walked out of the house.
"What are you doing?"
"Sharpen the knife and keep it in reserve. If something goes wrong one day, I will kill you."
Xiang Que patted Wang Xiaotao on the shoulder: "Hurry up and find a place for your nobleman to sleep."
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