Chapter seven hundred and fortieth not suitable for children
"Perfect, simply too perfect." Zhuang Zisheng said, "As long as he doesn't speak."
"What do you think?" Zhou Jiufeng asked the others.
Chu Ci pointed to the people who were burying their heads on the table like ostriches and covering their faces, "They are all like this, what do you think?"
"Okay, let's take him back today, and let Boss Bu take him on a BMW to have some fun." Zhou Jiufeng was overjoyed.
Bu Ju couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up and said, "What about that? I'm going to bask in the sun and wash my eyes by the way."
"Go together, go together." Zhou Jiuzhang also followed, leaving only Ye Zigao.
He glanced at Scholar Ni quietly, and then covered his eyes in sorrow.
He was really fascinated by this beauty, but it was a man's beauty, which made Ye Zigao regretful, "Tell me, why do you, a grown man, look so good-looking?"
"I..." The clay scholar who was questioned was startled. How could he be blamed for this? The blame was only on the person who made the clay statue in the first place.
After he turned into a demon, he heard someone say that his statue was made by a craftsman based on a woman. He didn't believe it before, but now it seems that it is most likely true.
Ye Zigao didn't expect to get the answer, so he asked Zhou Jiufeng, "Where did the shopkeeper get such a thing, a guest of the inn?"
"No, it was summoned by shopkeeper Yu with a card." Zhou Jiufeng said.
Ye Zigao suddenly realized that he had seen Yu Sheng's ability, but he didn't know when Shopkeeper Yu had such a subordinate.
However, since it was Yu Sheng who summoned him, Ye Zigao was not polite.
He waved his hand, "What are you doing here? Why don't you change it back quickly? Do you have to let me change our sexual orientation?"
"Don't mention it, shopkeeper Yu hasn't checked it yet. It's not too late to change it after he comes down to take a look." Zhou Jiufeng asked Scholar Ni to sit down.
"Let's also take a look and try to correct his inappropriateness, so as not to expose his secrets and let others know that he is not a woman." Zhou Jiufeng poured a cup of tea and said.
Chu Ci was stunned, "Shouldn't you women be here? How do we know that there are things we need to pay attention to as women?"
"That's wrong." Yu Sheng walked down the wooden stairs, "Sister Feng doesn't even know how to be a woman herself, how do you ask her to teach others?"
"You surnamed Yu, how can I not be a woman!" Zhou Jiufeng slapped the table and stood up. Seeing the city lord following Yu Sheng, he hurriedly lowered his head.
"City Lord!" The others stood up, bowed their hands and saluted the City Lord, and then saw Yu Sheng's dress.
He wore a long white coat and a silver-gold belt around his waist, all of which looked very appropriate.
If the rest of my life is not worthy of that flashy, colorful red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple sword.
"How is it? How is my long sword?" Yu Sheng asked everyone proudly.
Everyone was silent, and when they saw the city lord's expression of "I don't know him," they wanted to laugh even more.
"What a sword, what a dashing swordsman!" A voice of praise came from the door of the inn.
Everyone turned their heads and saw this unconscionable man dressed in yellow brocade clothes, holding a judge's pen in his hand, with long hair reaching to his waist, draped loosely around his body, covering his face.
There were many people following behind him, all dressed in brocade, with strong backs and strong backs, holding swords and carrying swords. They didn't look like a good guy.
There were only three exceptions. One of them had sharp eyes, a thin and cold face, and a tuft of beard on his chin.
He was holding a woman with him, and the woman was holding a child.
"This guest officer is really discerning." Yu Sheng said happily. He walked down and asked, "Are you going to work as a professional or stay in a hotel?"
"I don't want to go to jail, and I don't want to stay in an inn. We are here to pay a visit to Alliance Leader Yu." He handed over his hand, "Su Manan from Gusu City pays homage to Young Master Yu and City Lord Li."
The people behind him saluted respectfully and said in unison and powerfully: "See you, young master."
For the rest of his life, he was startled by this noise. It was the first time for him to be greeted like this. Needless to say, it tasted pretty good.
Yu Sheng hurriedly returned the greeting, "You're welcome, you're welcome, oh, City Lord Su's men are really polite and well-trained, unlike some people..."
He glanced sideways at Zhou Jiufeng and others, "There is no young master in his eyes at all."
Standing next to Yu Sheng, Aunt Qing returned the favor and said, "Why did City Lord Su suddenly visit Yangzhou? Is there something wrong?"
As a close neighbor, Aunt Qing had met the lord of Gusu City a few times, but it was only a casual acquaintance.
Su Man, the master of writing skills, smiled and said, "Hey, hey," and he got through this.
"As a member of Donghuang in Gusu City, Su should visit the leader of the alliance. However, he was in seclusion and writing a few days ago and has only achieved success recently, so he came late."
He respectfully handed over to Yu Sheng and said, "Please don't blame me, Leader Yu."
Now I felt something was wrong for the rest of my life.
Gusu City is located between the Eastern Barren and the Southern Barren. It is like a grass on the wall. There is no advantage in falling to either side. Now that I am willing to fall on the East Barren side, I must have something to ask for.
Thinking of this, Yu Sheng smiled and said: "I don't blame you, I don't blame you. I just don't know what City Lord Su wrote. To be honest, I also like writing."
"Oh, really?" The scholar with the magic pen shook his head and threw back the hair that covered his face, revealing his stubbled face.
He said happily: "What is written below is "The Great Wilderness Gaiden"."
"Uh", Yu Sheng then realized that what he was writing was a novel.
Su Man, a scholar with a magic pen, was very satisfied with his novel. He asked Yu Sheng, "Young Master, why don't you read what I wrote? This is my most satisfying book and it took me ten years of hard work."
"There's no need for that." Yu Sheng thought it would take ten years to write it, but he didn't know how long it would take to read it.
"Hey, let's take a look." Su Man couldn't help but take out a large stack of manuscripts, randomly grab some from them and throw them into the sky.
"This..." Yu Sheng was confused. Wasn't it meant for me to see? Why was it lost? Could it be that I was asked to pick it up myself? This would be too bullying, no, Xiaolongren.
Just as he was thinking about it, he was pulled back by Aunt Qing, "It would be nice to watch a show."
When Yu Sheng was wondering, he saw the paper in the air was still, and a white light shot out, and then some figures appeared in the white light, like a movie.
In the middle of the white light is a young man. He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and has thin lips. However, he has a bald head and no ears.
What's even more surprising is that this person has no clothes on, but his body and whiteboard are nothing that is not taboo for children.
With angry eyes, the young man tore a letter in his hand into pieces and threw it into the sky, "Return the marriage letter to you!"
There were several vague figures around, and there were exclamations of "Oh!" and "He actually tore it apart."
All of this is like a movie, with good light and shadow, and being immersed in it is an eye-opener for the rest of my life.
The camera turned around, and a young girl was pulled by a big man. She stared with wide eyes at the fragments of the marriage certificate, which kept falling like snow in the air.
At this point, the camera becomes a little inappropriate for children.
The girl's body is concave and convex, but the front is not as convex as it should be, but the belly is convex. The back is pretty good, but the proportions are a bit uncoordinated.
What's more important is that this girl is not wearing any clothes!
"Ahem," Su Man coughed awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, I forgot to write down what the heroine is wearing. I'll make up for it later."
At this moment, the camera turned to the young man again. Yu Sheng felt that the young man had no hair and ears. He guessed that City Lord Su had forgotten to write it down.
The young man's eyes were about to burst, "Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully the young people to be poor! Let's see in thirty years, now you are ignoring me, in thirty years I will let you climb high
Sorry!"
"What a strong tone." The big man holding the heroine said: "It's just that you regret your marriage, but you actually dare to say something rude. Come on! Kill him!"
Immediately, a group of people who had just been surrounding rushed up to him brandishing knives.
However, these people are a bit pitiful. They are not wearing any clothes, and their limbs are all made of matchsticks. Only the knives are close-ups, so they are lifelike.
"Careful", the city lord pulled Yu Sheng, only to see a stick figure was kicked away by the male protagonist and then fell to Yu Sheng's feet. The knife splashed sparks when it fell on the ground.
"No, is this true?" Yu Sheng was startled and saw the knife disappearing later.
"Of course it's true." Aunt Qing whispered, "Su Man started Taoism by writing stories. When fighting enemies, he would write characters and martial arts on paper, and then use his immortal power to transform them into fighting people."