Drinking with Tang Xinhe until about nine o'clock in the evening, the show ended after getting drunk. The flower monk Cao Shanjun may have had the first time he got into the wine and meat after going down the mountain. He ate quite a bit, so he fucked a bottle of Maotai alone.
After eating more than a dozen hairy crabs, I was on the verge of collapse. My eyes were fluttering, and I was obviously a little drunk and lying in the Tang family.
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen had to help him leave quickly. A family doctor sent by Mr. Tang to supervise had already reminded them several times with his eyes. It was almost ten o'clock and he should have drunk the wine. There was also a pregnant woman next to him.
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The place where he lives is not far away, just in Chen Xia's house in Zijin Villa. Since Xiang Que planned to stay in Nanjing, the key here has fallen into his hands.
"Crack" opened the door, and Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were holding Cao Shanjun, who was hangover.
"Bang" Yang Fei'er pressed the switch on the wall, and the room suddenly lit up.
Cao Shanjun, who was drunk like a dead dog, suddenly raised his head suddenly, blinked his little eyes, which was a little cloudy and said in surprise: "There is someone in the room, a very strong person."
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were stunned and asked in confusion: "What does it mean? There is someone in the room?"
"No, aren't you drinking too much? Are you pretending?" Wang Xuanzhen said with a lip silence.
Cao Shanjun shook the two of them staggeredly and said with his eyes: "This man is so serious and evil, and there is a corrosive aura from Jiuyou. This kind of person... should not appear in the world of the world.
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Xiang Que suddenly paused his eyes and his brows frowned deeply. Wang Xuanzhen asked in confusion: "Where is Jiuyou?"
"Under the eighteen levels of hell, it is said that the dead souls who cannot be reincarnated forever and have a heinous sin," said Xiang Que in a deep voice.
There are eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, one by one, the dead souls who committed great sins during their lifetime and arrived at the underworld after their death, and also the lonely ghosts who did not enter the underworld after their death but stayed in the world for a long time to harm living people, but actually the eighteenth
Zeng Hell was not at the end. Jiuyou, who was under the eighteen levels of hell, was still locked in a sinful soul, and was sentenced by the underworld to never be reincarnated forever.
"Why didn't I feel it? Logically speaking, your cultivation may not be much higher than mine?" Xiang Que asked in surprise with his eyes slanted.
Cao Shanjun said, "I am just familiar with the taste of sin. The original vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva I practiced is the most familiar with this breath."
Suddenly, Xiang Que, Cao Shanjun and Wang Xuanzhen looked up at the same time, and a figure appeared on the railings of the second-floor aisle above the villa hall, leaning against it on it at some point.
"Swish" Just as Xiang Que saw the figure, he raised his hand and condensed five sword energy. Cao Shanjun took off a string of rosary beads from his wrist and leaned across his chest.
The man just gave them a back, but in an instant it brought endless pressure to the two of them.
But neither of the nervous men noticed that the fat man Wang behind him suddenly trembled for a moment.
"Huh·····" Xiangque breathed heavily, and a string of cold sweat burst out from his forehead. The person upstairs did not move, but it made his nerves tense.
"Dad..." Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun were nervous. When they looked alert, a very disharmonious voice came from behind.
"Swish" the two of them turned around and looked at Fatty Wang, who was slightly excited in a daze.
"Gudu" Fatty Wang swallowed, raised his head and shouted: "Dad, why are you here?"
The man upstairs turned around quietly, looked at the three people below and said, "No, there is some knowledge of the Tao."
"Tread, step, step" the man walked slowly down the stairs.
Xiang Que immediately looked at Fatty Wang next to him, because this man who was called Dad by Wang Xuanzhen looked a little different from him. To put it simply, the other person is full of masculine and masculine, and is the most popular uncle-level figure now.
, and Wang Xuanzhen can only be described as short and fat. Can this be the biological child?
But as far as pretending, they are quite father-son. If you say you are Wang Xuan’s real father, why are you still mysterious and mysterious in appearance? You go into the house and sit on the sofa and drink some tea and wait for us.
Isn't it enough? I even ran upstairs and stood there for us a very suspenseful back.
After Wang's father came down, his eyes first stared at Yang Fei'er. He glanced up and down, left and right, and then squeezed out a very intoxicating smile of a woman: "The little girl from Yang Gong Fengshui's family has a good look at her.
This kid"
Yang Fei'er's face suddenly turned red, she bit her lip and said, "Hello, Uncle,"
"Yeah, okay," Wang Dad nodded, then looked at Xiang Que and said unpredictably: "It's really fate... Haha, interesting."
Xiangque scratched his head a little confused and asked, "Uncle, what does it mean when speaking is so mysterious?"
"You will understand from now on, do you have any wine at home? Let's bring it to drink."
"Dad, you didn't seem to see me." Wang Xuanzhen asked with a little worried.
"What's the matter? I have to kneel down for you when I see you." Dad Wang glanced at him and said.
"Then why don't you talk to me?" Wang Xuanzhen asked anxiously.
"It's all in my heart, what do you say?" Dad Wang waved his hand.
Xiang Que brought a few bottles of wine from the villa's wine cabinet and put them on the coffee table. Dad Wang directly took a bottle and opened it, then raised his head and fucked it.
Yang Feier said in surprise: "Does Lafite have to use this way to drink in 1982?"
"Drinking is a pleasure, and the method is not important at all."
The wines in the Chen family villa are all good wines, but they are not for drinking but for decoration. So when buying, they choose the highest-priced ones to buy, just to look good.
Xiang Que has been here twice, but he has never touched a mouthful. He is still quite fond of beer.
"Boy, come and have a fuck." Dad Wang suddenly raised the bottle and said to Xiang Que: "Say thank you to you for my son, you can save his life."
"Brother, he has to come forward if I have something to do. Uncle, don't take it to heart."
"Why didn't I take it seriously?...Your subordinates are too fast?" Wang Dad said lightly.
"Ah, what does it mean?" Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were confused in an instant.
Dad Wang said, "Do you think I can't solve the corpse king? I haven't started to do it. I just want to hone his state of mind. I also want him to dissolve the corpse poison by himself. Even if he can't solve it, I will be in two years.
I'll do it for him to untie it."
"Is my real father so cruel?" Xiang Que asked confusedly.
"Bang" Dad Wang suddenly took out something from his body and threw it on the coffee table: "But after all, you can save his life. I have to say that this thing is yours, right? I'll get it back for you.
It's gone"
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