"Son, do you blame your mother for making the decision about your marriage?"
"No wonder."
In the pavilion in the backyard, the mother and son were chatting. Spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, and summer bamboos and winter plums were waiting on the side. The first two were beating the shoulders and legs of the devil-level woman, and the latter two were beating the shoulders and legs of Fu Shubao, enjoying themselves.
"Did you say this against your will?"
"How can I have a son? It's too late for my son to be happy. If I marry such a beautiful wife, my son will wake up laughing from his dreams." When Fu Shubao said this, he didn't feel that it was against his will at all, but against his orders.
Du Wushuang chuckled, "Then don't worry, mom. In a year, you will get married to that Bingying and give birth to five or six fat boys for her."
"Uh..." Fu Shubao suddenly thought of a strange picture, a pig pen, and a little sow named Bingying in the pig pen.
"You haven't practiced the Heaven Refining Divine Scroll?" Du Wushuang suddenly asked.
"I haven't practiced. My son doesn't even know how to open it. How can he practice?" Fu Shubao said prevaricatingly.
"It's okay if you haven't practiced it. You can't practice it even if you hold it in your hand because it smells evil, so I won't give it to you." Du Wushuang said with a chuckle, "But with the God of Refining
If you get a beautiful wife with such evil things, you will make a lot of money."
"I understand, Mom, let me go practice martial arts. Your future daughter-in-law is very powerful. If my strength and cultivation are not as good as hers, I will definitely be bullied in the future." Fu Shubao waved his hand and asked Xia Zhu
He Dongmei stopped beating her.
Du Wushuang smiled and said: "My mother is happy that you are such a governor. Go and ask these two maids to go too, and my mother can sleep in this pavilion for a while."
Fu Shubao responded and left the pavilion with the four maids.
When he came to the door of the study, he looked around and made sure that no one was there before Fu Shubao called a maid to him and whispered: "After I leave, you go out for two days and wait until the Poison Wolf Clan people leave."
Come back, do you understand?"
"Master is leaving? Where are you going?" Chunlan, who was the quickest in mind, seemed to have a premonition of something. The other three maids also looked at their young master nervously.
"Of course I'm running for my life. You think about it, my cheap mother never knows when she will remember something. Once she remembers it, I will die. If she doesn't remember it, she will take me to Guiyun Sect a year later."
, that is also a death, death on the left, death on the right, am I stupid, am I still here?" In the days after his seventeenth birthday, Fu Shubao was thinking about this problem every day, but no matter what angle he looked at
After looking and analyzing, he couldn't find a way to survive. He could only barely solve the problem by escaping.
"If the young master wants to escape, what will happen to this family?" Xia Zhu asked worriedly.
"You are in charge of the house. Chunlan is in charge of the money in and out of the mine, Xia Zhu is in charge of the expenses in the house, Qiuju is in charge of the money in and out of the fields, and Dongmei is responsible for recording the general ledger and regularly visiting me at Yinzhuang.
Do you understand?" Since he is going to run away, he needs money the most. In this regard, Fu Shubao has already thought of long-term arrangements. He is more willing to trust this person than Butler Nie Ji and the like.
Four maids, their loyalty to him is obvious.
"Master, we can't bear to leave you." The four maids plopped down and knelt in front of Fu Shubao. Chunlan Qiuju held his left foot, Xia Zhudongmei held his right foot, choking with sobs. The sadness of that scene was not a farewell, it was just like
It was like mourning for the young master.
Fu Shubao smiled bitterly and said: "You idiots, do you want me to stay here and wait to die?"
Chunlan said anxiously: "Master, why don't you take us with you?"
Fu Shubao said angrily: "Who will save money for me when you leave? Master, I am running for my life, not traveling around. There is always danger. If you go, not only will you not be of much help, but you will become a burden. Besides, I
It’s not like I won’t come. I’ll come back when this matter is resolved. That’s all I’ve decided. Don’t keep a straight face when you go out. Just do whatever you need to do on weekdays. Don’t let the Poison Wolf Clan do it.
People can see any flaw."
"Master..."
"What's the matter?" Fu Shubao looked at Dongmei with tears in her eyes angrily.
But she saw Dongmei slowly bowing her waist, raising one of her fat buttocks, and said with a choked voice: "Young master, you don't know when you will come back after you leave. You, please give us a beating before you leave."
."
After Dongmei, Chunlan, Qiuju, and Xiazhu all followed the same pattern, each raising one of their beautiful buttocks. Suddenly, there were four powerful electric buttocks in front of Fu Shubao, trembling and staring.
His palms and eyes swept over one by one. The most plump buttocks were Xia Zhu's, the most delicate buttocks were Qiuju's, Chunlan's buttocks were just right, and Dongmei's buttocks were unforgettable and most ladylike. First of all,
How to know? Look down slightly. Under the four electric buttocks are four pairs of panties that are difficult to cover up. They are wrinkled and the thin fabric cannot completely reflect the spring light inside, which is hazy, plump and beautiful.
Like a ripe peach wrapped in gauze, he couldn't move his eyes, and even his breathing quietly became short.
Unfortunately, I still can't touch it.
"I'll take care of you when I come back, young master!" Fu Shubao swept away the haze in his heart, raised his hands and lowered his hands, and suddenly there were four crisp sounds of snap, snap, snap, snap...
The four maids covered their faces and burst into tears. Fu Shubao locked him in the study. After a while, he slipped out of the study and quietly went to the entrance of the sewer in the backyard. He opened the manhole cover, covered his nose, and a cat
The waist was drilled in.
The core of the Spiritual Meteorite weighs three thousand kilograms and cannot be taken away, but the remaining five bottles of Spiritual Cream do not weigh much. Fu Shubao took all the remaining Spiritual Frost with him when he fled this time. Money is also essential.
In addition to a few large bank notes, he also brought a bag full of gold coins, so the problem of money for this trip was not a problem at all. With a lot of money in hand, he could go anywhere.
They are all young masters. He doesn’t have to worry about spending the money because the maid will keep depositing it for him, so what he worries about is not that he has no money to spend in a strange place, but how to spend the money.
Du Wushuang did not let him practice the Heavenly God Scroll, but the contents of the Heavenly God Scroll were already in his brain. Even if he did not take a metal carrier, as long as he practiced, the relevant contents would automatically appear in his mind.
, so the training aspect is not a problem.
In short, his run this time was not simply a way to save his life, but also a happy trip that combined leisure, entertainment, sightseeing and scenery.
So, if you don’t leave now, when will you wait?
Early the next morning, the newly built gate of the Fu family was suddenly smashed into pieces by Du Wushuang.
"My son ran away? Impossible!"
"Head of the Holy Patriarch, he... did run away." Du Huo lowered his head, not daring to speak out loud.
Du Wushuang said angrily: "Didn't you say that I am the leader of your holy clan? Okay, then you go and find my son. If he can't be found, I will kill you!"
Du Huo gritted his teeth and said: "There is no one in this world that we, the Poison Wolf Clan, cannot find. Chief of the Holy Clan, don't worry, I will arrange for someone to find him."
"I'll go," Du Yin'er recommended, "I'll go find Brother Bao. I know his temperament and many of his bad habits. It's best for me to go find him."
Du Huo shook his head, "No, you can't go."
As soon as Du Huo finished speaking, Du Wushuang became angry, "What's not okay? I think it's okay. Didn't she say she knows my son very well? It's just her."
"Okay," Du Huo sighed helplessly, "This journey must be extremely dangerous. Yin'er, you can't go alone. After the death of Du Pan, there was a vacancy in the Eighteen Wolf Cavalry. You can fill it, and you can take it with you.
They go find someone."
Only then did Du Yin'er smile sweetly, "I understand, Grandpa, I will definitely find that boy... the son of the Holy Patriarch."
"Holy Patriarch, Yin'er will take people to find Fu Shubao. You come with us back to the Fog Cover Swamp. Yin'er will take Fu Shubao to the Fog Cover Swamp to see you."
"Are there cucumber slices and orange slices there?" Du Wushuang looked at Du Huo seriously.
"Yes..." Du Huo's head was dizzy.
A moment later, the Eighteen Wolf Riders headed straight for the gate of Tiger City. Two pale green figures in the sky were like two streams of light, disappearing in the direction of the fog-shrouded swamp in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, west of Hucheng, on an overgrown field road, a smelly boy staggered forward, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, sometimes on the left corner of his mouth, sometimes on the right
From the corner of his mouth, a vague singing voice would come out of his throat from time to time, carefree and leisurely, going further and further away...