"It must have been washed. Just take a sip and you will know that I am not lying to you. The security is more reliable than the whole Great China in your hand.
Hehe! Let me tell you, rolling a large speaker bobbin is also a skill that most people cannot learn. It is not easy to roll the speaker without leakage or air blockage..."
Liu Shiba listened to Lu Xiaolin's endless talk, spitting out lotus flowers and boasting. With a curious face, he put the thin end of the trumpet to his lips, twisted off the braid on the trumpet, lit it and took a deep breath as usual.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Ahem! So fierce!"
The frail Liu Shiba choked on the strong and pungent smell of smoke.
The smoke contained the scent of newspaper, which flowed into the lungs and nasal cavity, and Liu Shiba's tears flowed out.
"Slow down, slow down, take small puffs at first, inhale slowly, then close your eyes, feel the smoke flowing in your lungs, and feel the feeling that makes you go up. Do you feel good?"
Lu Xiaolin asked with bulging eyes full of curiosity.
Liu Shiba didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wiped the tears from his eyes and rolled his eyes. He looked at Lu Xiaolin strangely.
Can't you tell, this guy is quite good at deceiving?
But to be honest, the trumpet smells really good.
The most important thing is that there is a hint of newspaper aroma in the speaker, and the smell of smoke is pure. Smoke it in and taste it carefully. It has a unique flavor.
After taking a few intoxicating breaths, Liu Shiba felt dizzy and temporarily forgot his worries. He couldn't help but think of a sentence:
A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god!
After a long time, Liu Shiba slowly opened his eyes and looked at the wretched man Lu Xiaolin who had returned to the General Building. He couldn't help but feel a good impression of him in his heart.
Aren't you guys pretty cute sometimes?
Thinking of this, Liu Shiba took out two cigarettes from his pocket, walked to Lu Xiaolin and said:
"Come on, I just smoked a trumpet for you. These two cigarettes are compensation. Take it!"
Lu Xiaolin's face was startled, his voice was trembling when he spoke, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist. He took the cigarette from Liu Shiba with both hands, lowered his head and whispered in a voice that only Liu Shiba could hear:
"My lord, are you finally here? I have been waiting for you here for almost thirty years."
When Liu Shiba heard this, he trembled. He pretended not to care and looked around. When he saw that no one was paying attention, he asked strangely:
"You called me my little master? It's Kong Zhuowen, right? Why did you wait for me for thirty years?
Also, I don’t feel that you are a member of the Three Families of Five Elements or the Ten Cultivations, what’s the reason?”
Liu Shiba's doubts are reasonable. If he calls himself "little master", then he must be a member of the Five Elements and Three Families. Why doesn't the Touching Gold Order respond?
Lu Xiaolin smiled strangely and said:
"When I was twenty years old, I lurked into the dark prison, all just to find a way for my little master.
The little master doesn’t know my depth, that’s because there is something in me that cannot be felt by other powerful people from the Five Elements and Three Families!
At the same time, that thing was what Senior Liu Shiliu asked my father to hand over to you, and the place where it was handed over was right here, the Black Prison!
After giving this thing to the little master, the subordinates will no longer have the ability to hide their own strength, and the safety of the subordinates from now on will depend on the little master."
Liu Shiba's eyes flickered, with doubts in his heart:
Didn’t grandpa’s will include a black box? Does it need to be passed on with blood? Is there something wrong?
"What the little master is wondering is, why isn't it a black gold box?
In fact, this thing doesn’t have a box at all, and saying it has a box is just to deceive the Japanese.”
Lu Xiaolin looked around again with twinkling eyes, and explained cautiously.
Liu Shiba nodded solemnly, sat down and asked:
"What are you going to hand over to me in person? As far as I know, people who enter the black jail have their buttons removed, and there is no way you can bring them in with a CT scan?"
Lu Xiaolin nodded and said mysteriously in a very small voice:
"Senior Liu Shiliu, the thing I asked my father to give to my young master is a pair of transparent Pisces jade pendants.
Although this jade pendant is called jade, it is actually not, and detection methods on earth cannot sense its existence."
Having said this, Lu Xiaolin pointed to his back in embarrassment and said strangely:
"I hid it here, brought it in, and am waiting to give it to the little master."
When Liu Shiba heard this, he couldn't help but choke up in his throat. He patted Lu Xiaolin's shoulder with sorrowful eyes and sighed:
"I've suffered so much for you. I really don't know how you survived the past thirty years. Ugh..."
Lu Xiaolin's face was filled with gratitude, and he stared at Liu Shiba with admiring eyes as he slowly explained his grievances and grief...
My little master, you have finally come in. When you come, I will be out of the sea of misery. This is not a life for human beings...
Lu Xiaolin's gratitude was not unreasonable. He had lived an inhumane life for decades.
Everyone beat and scolded him and never treated him as a human being. He slept and ate in the general building.
Sometimes, someone even robs you of half of your share of the meal.
These were bearable, but the most unbearable thing was that he was often asked to tell stories, telling stories about how he coaxed women as a joke as a joke.
If just talking about it doesn't matter, the important thing is that those bastards still ask for details, how to do it? How to take it off? How to get in, how to get out, how...
Any details must be explained clearly in order to be fooled...
Lu Xiaolin came in at the age of twenty. He was still a perfect boy. How could he tell so many magical stories?
Isn't this making things difficult for others?
Force the rooster to lay eggs?
Those people took pleasure in it and never tired of it. Day after day, year after year, they would tell Xiaolin stories.
He himself remembered that in just a few years, he had been asked to tell at least hundreds of women's stories, and those guys with human bodies and brains didn't even think about it.
I'm not a machine, how could I have sex with so many women?
I’m a bitch!
Why do you think these white-haired old men locked up in black jails have so much energy?
In the middle of the night, you still have to masturbate yourself until your balls hurt? The five girls have already masturbated and you can’t stop?
You should also rub Baiqueling hand cream on your hands, which is said to increase the hand feel.
I made his grandma, but I don’t know who is the prisoner?
This is still good. The tall and thick old man who died last time actually wanted to play with his anus himself?
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaolin couldn't help but feel sad. Liu Shiba was reliable. As soon as he came in, he let himself taste the smell of cigarettes again.
The people in the old Liu family are all good people and they are very cheating...
Liu Shiba had a sullen face and stared blankly at the wretched man Lu Xiaolin's eyes that were as resentful as those of a resentful woman. He couldn't help feeling a chill in his body, and he quickly waved his hands and said:
"Ugh, it'll be fine if it passes. It'll be fine if it passes. Uh-huh! I think it's better to take a breath first and let me rest."
Lu Xiaolin rolled his eyes helplessly and thought:
I have endured it for thirty years. Just listen, how did it become like this?
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ps: Thanks to several readers for their tips. There are also a few readers whose names are missing. I would like to express my gratitude here: Calm, Busy Crowd, Disappearing Horizon, 41000003, Winter Goes and Spring Comes, Vice Edition Blues, Blocking the Sun...
Old-fashioned old newspaper rolled cigarettes are comparable to giant pandas. Interested readers may wish to give it a try...
