Chapter eight hundred and thirty seventh sold for money
Huang Dashan has always been careless. In the eyes of the mountain prince, there is no such thing as a nine-to-five weekend and a holiday. Top 23S.
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Lin, whose sleep quality has always been worrisome, will basically hear full-level taunts such as "I'm too small-minded and filled with the rancid smell of money (sei), leading to frequent insomnia" after being howled by this guy's loud voice.
, so in the early morning hours in Yanhui Mountain, there will occasionally be scenes of Boss Lin chasing Shan Ye with a frying pan. More occasionally than this, the frying pan in Boss Lin's hand may be replaced with a convenient shovel, which is more deterrent.
Fortunately, the item has not been used for destructive strikes so far, but as Huang is getting further and further on the road of seeking death, it is estimated that Fanwei will soon be put on the agenda for use.
Lin Chou was not the only one who was woken up. The warlock who had not left yesterday, Zhao Ziyu, and Zhao Ziyu's number one dog-legger Xiao Eleven came out of the store, followed by the big-breasted sister and the girl who was held in her arms and kept rubbing her.
With sleepy eyes, Su Yourong and Wu Ke would never come out to join in the fun, living in a dangerous location at the top of the parabola at the entrance of the mountain. At this time, they should have found a nook and cranny in Jin Dazhou's solid and powerful embrace.
In order to avoid harming Chi Yu, after all, Lin Chou's sight has always been drawn randomly. As for whether to aim inside or outside, it depends on luck, oh no, it depends on luck.
Huang Moumou is very lucky today. He has a second chance to become famous after "taking a wife and giving a daughter". For example, the latest model recorder that flew out of Sikong's palm is one of the reasons.
Recorder t8, sensor pixels 3 million, dynamic effective pixels 4 million, static effective pixels 6 million, fifty times optical zoom... The reason why I say this is because the equipment Mr. Sikong recently spent a lot of money to purchase finally has it.
In order to put it to use, the entire process of the two people getting off the Pangolin was completely recorded.
Sikong showed a strange expression, knowingly asking,
"Um, what did Lin Zi say yesterday that the big bald guy was doing?"
"Visiting the brothel."
A solemn light flashed in Sikong's eyes. At this time, if a pair of glasses were pushed on his nose, the effect would be even more outstanding.
Wave,
"T8, give the lady wearing the bath towel a super clear close-up of the 720-degree Thomas loop. You can clearly see whether the leg hair is split or not!"
"Good master."
Well, the voice action control module of t8 seems to respond very quickly.
There was a slight zooming sound, and through the lens you could see a woman wearing a narrow bath towel...the sack of the ball...
Sikong pointed to the display screen in his hand,
"Wu Cao, what did I see? I thought she was a heavy-sex woman with a bear-like shape, but her gender characteristics were not obvious. I didn't expect it... Is this true love? This is truly true love.
Bar!"
Warlock,
"Beings of flesh and blood are really enviable. They are completely different from the bloody planes of the Abyss. When you go to the kiln, you can meet like-minded friends... kiln friends?"
Sikong pinched his chin,
"Like-minded people? No, no, no...Looking at this guy wearing only a bath towel, he should be someone who knows the basics of the same thing..."
(ヘ)
"Why do I, the warlock, always feel that there are some rude meanings in your words that I cannot understand?"
Sikong smiled coldly,
"I have seven libraries under my control. I can lend you a truckload of dictionaries first to make up for your classes."
"Please be sure not to do this. This warlock specializes in science."
Sikong waved hello,
"Master Shan, and the fellow Taoist wearing a bath towel!"
Shan Ye and the strong man who had just climbed out of the pit looked at Sikong subconsciously.
"???"
"Come and see the eggplant smashing here (~￣￣)~"
Sikong looked at the camera and saw that this finishing move was perfect.
So he nodded with satisfaction,
"Well, actually it would be better if you two were closer, but it's already good."
Shanye suddenly roared,
"Holy shit, you recorded it? How dare you record your grandpa Dashan when he was in such a mess? I...%#￥%..."
Sikong sighed, "Oh, it's hopeless. The person next to you will be the focus of your embarrassment in the future."
Regarding the fact that a muscular man came back from a visit to a brothel, or a muscled man with tattoos, Mr. Shan obviously didn't mind that much, as if he didn't realize what happened at all.
After Lin Chou staggered down from the tree house, Shan Ye happily ordered a plate of peanuts, opened a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water, and waited for the dishes.
Lin Chou raised his head and looked at the sky. It was still dark, and he felt that the fundamental reason for his poor sleep quality was this guy in front of him.
"Are you trying to die and go drinking again?"
Sikong interjected silently,
"What I'm drinking is flower wine, tsk tsk."
He glanced directly at the muscular man in the bath towel.
Lin Chou had long noticed this muscular man with a shocking appearance. He shook his head vigorously and used the Great Expelling Technique to expel the sleepiness in his mind.
"This person is...wait a minute, why do you look familiar to me? Are you Zhuge Tiedan??"
The strong man forgot the fear of being dominated by the terrifying power of the young man in front of him, and jumped up as if there was a spring under his butt.
"Zhuge Tiexin! It's Zhuge Tiexin!!"
Lin Chou,
"(￣￣)"
strong man,
"oo"
Huang Dashan scratched his head and asked,
"Wait a minute...Lin Chou, how do you know him? Isn't this guy a wild guy?"
"Hey, Zhuge, how dare you lie to me? Do you want to feel the texture of a fist as big as a casserole?"
In fact, when the strong man heard the name Lin Chou, his pupils had already begun to dilate, but he kept cheering himself up:
Well, no, there is no such coincidence, absolutely not!
Lin Chou said with a smile,
"Tsk, it's really you!"
The strong man simply risked his life,
"Humph, it is indeed you!"
Oh, you are really a little arrogant.
strong man road,
"You are Lin Chou who used despicable means to seriously injure his father, isn't it you!"
"You're not Zhuge Tiedan? Are you his son? You really look alike! They're exactly the same!"
"Zhuge Tiexin! It's Zhuge Tiexin!!"
"Don't worry about these details, you're here to... send someone's head thousands of miles away?"
The strong man's face was filled with holy light,
"I, Zhuge Tiexi, end the blood feud today, avenge my father, and come to retrieve the sacred objects of Wolf City that were stolen by you despicable Mingguang people!"
The tone is slightly weaker,
"It would be great if you could return the corpses of our Zhu family ancestors to me..."
Lin Chou's first thought: Is this child missing a string in his head?
Lin Chou's second thought: No, no, this kid has no brain at all.
Huang Dashan realized,
"Fuck, fuck, you bastard from Wolf City? This is such a huge profit... I thought I would lose money just by exchanging the wine, but when I saw this, I said, hey, Zhuge, you're in luck."
You know, when I hand you over to the base city, I will buy Mr. Wen’s wine shop, hahahaha~ I will invite you to drink when the time comes, don’t worry!”
As he spoke, he patted Zhuge Tiexi on the shoulder to show his sincerity.
Sikong seemed relatively calm,
"Huh? Stealing Wolf City's sacred objects? That's the opposite. It was obviously your Wolf City who used that thing to smash Mingguang, and you also tried to take advantage of the beast tide to attack Mingguang."
Zhuge Tiexi glared at Sikong,
"My grandfather is Zhuge Gaitie, one of the leaders of Inner Wolf City. He will never lie!"
He spoke with a righteous and indignant look, as if he had been greatly insulted.
Lin Chou's mind twitched and he blurted out,
"Tell me, you don't happen to have a brother or son named Zhuge Vitamin... How about three essences? You can just use the blue bottle!"
"You, how can you insult...me...I..."
Thinking of the gap between them and the overwhelming number of people on the other side, Zhuge Tiexi became depressed.
"Hmph, it's unlucky for me to fall into your hands today, but... I will come back again..."
As he spoke, he raised his hands to the sky and fell forward.
"boom"
The whole person is flat on the ground, which is a standard posture of prostrate to the ground.
"..."
one second,
two seconds,
One minute,
Two minutes.
Huang Dashan kicked him,
"Hey, how long are you going to lie down? Pretending to be dead?"
Zhuge Tiexi looked up at the sky and shouted,
"Holy object! Take...take me back!!"
Lin Chou sighed,
"He who sees it has a share."
Mr. Shan immediately patted his chest and said that he was definitely the kind of person who shares blessings and hardships together.
His eyes rolled around and turned into a guilty and worried expression.
"After breakfast, I'll drag this guy to Mingguang. From a ribonucleic point of view, even if the son of the leader of Wolf City is a fool, he should give me the full bonus after the incident, right?"
Sikong choked and rolled his eyes, feeling that Mingguangren's face was completely humiliated by this guy.
Huang Dashan finished eating in a hurry, then forcefully forced the confused Zhuge Tiexi into the car, and ran away with a bang.
Zhuge Tiexi still hasn't come back to his senses yet.
(What happened to the sacred object? The sacred object abandoned me, damn pills...)
The warlock is not interested in these, because Master Sanhuang has accepted life.
Obviously, with the thinking of a chicken, he cannot understand why the number of people following his butt and feeding him all kinds of bugs for a whole month has changed from one black person to two, one black and one white.
Ever since the two harem reserve chickens were taken away by the Luanshan people, Sanhuang's mood has not been very happy. Now he has to add another NPC character who is forced to hold the chickens, which is always troublesome.
Sanhuang's face was full of lovelessness as he was tossed and turned over and over in the hands of the skeleton frame and the warlock's body. Then the warlock suddenly said in a desperate tone,
"Lin Zi Lin Zi, what's wrong with Master Sanhuang? Is Master Sanhuang sick? Are you abusing Master Sanhuang? Or is that dog chasing Master Sanhuang again? Master Sanhuang doesn't even eat the bugs I brought here.
!Master Sanhuang used to love this the most!"
To a warlock, there is nothing more important in the world than a barrage of questions.
Lin Chou was silent for two seconds, then he casually picked up a dark and shiny earthen pot from the kitchen that seemed to smell of chicken soup and mushrooms, and placed it on the counter with a thud.
"Come on, come on, Sanhuang, stick your head over here and I'll show you something good!"
The fur all over Sanhuang's body suddenly exploded, and he fluttered his wings with great energy.
"Cack-clack-clack-clack-clack~"
Lin Chou knocked on the big black and shiny dustpan,
"Haha, I will give you another chance to reorganize your language."
"Giggle..."
squint,
"Um?"
The three yellows are in the shape of singing loudly,
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh~!"
Lin Chou nodded to the warlock,
"Well, it's normal."
Warlock,
""
It was noon, and the furious Shan Ye came back with Zhuge Tiexi in his arms.
"Eh? Why did he bring it back again..."
"Have you finished the torture? It's very efficient!"
"How about just burying it?"
Zhuge Tiexi, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, shuddered.
(Barbarians! You are all barbarians!)
Huang Dashan bulged his eyes and held it in for a long time.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" That snakehide receptionist is so pissed off. I can't believe that this idiot is the son of the leader of Wolf City. I'm so drunk. Oh my god. After all, he has a fourth-level wild household registration.
What do you think you are a fool? You can only give me one-tenth of the promotion fee. Damn it! It’s eight thousand. If you dare to believe it, why don’t you just give me eight thousand circulation points? Damn it, even I can get more than this for three hundred kilograms of Montenegrin wild boar.
Just count the numbers and fool me. Didn’t you see the look in that little bitch’s eyes? I, holy shit, I’m really pissed off..."
Everyone was stunned.
He must be an evolutionist after all. If an ordinary person roared at such a decibel level for such a long time, their lungs would have burst.
Huang Dashan threw Zhuge Tiexi, who had a bruised nose and swollen face*2, on the ground, and started dealing crazy damage.
Zhuge Tiexi balled up into a ball, held his head, and said nothing, looking very professional.
(Dad...Grandpa...Holy object...Save me...Save me...I'm really going to die...)
(I resisted seriously, twice! I failed!)
Shanye's skills cooled down and he stopped and gasped for air.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was red and shiny.
Asked through gritted teeth,
"Where's Si Gouzi? Where did he go?"
"?"
Lin Chou had a question mark on his face. The topic was changing a little too fast, and he couldn't keep up.
"Let's take a bath in the back mountain... I think... why are you looking for it..."
Huang Dashan dragged Zhuge Tiexi's leg and left,
"Feed him to the dogs! Find a dog to beep by the way! Fuck him!"
"..."
The screams continued and gradually disappeared.
Sikong suddenly said,
"Hey? What he just said...which one is more likely to come true?"
The warlock took off the arm of the skeleton frame with a click and slapped it on the table. He was 10,000 sure.
"I bet one hand and feed the dog!"
Sikong put the big sword with dragons and phoenixes on the table.
"I'll also bet on feeding the dog."
Lin Chou dug into his pocket and threw out a 10-point currency note.
He shrugged his shoulders and said calmly,
"You guys are going to lose. I win regardless of whether the guy beeps or gets beeped by the dog."
"good!"
“It’s a deal!”
Forty-five minutes later, Zhuge Tiexi, who had lost his last shameful bath towel, was dragged back by his legs by the ragged Huang Dashan.
Huang Dashan and Zhuge Tiexi both had drool on their heads and faces, but it looked like Huang Dashan was even more miserable than Zhuge Tiexi when he was wearing clothes. Some of his clothes were almost torn into pieces, especially behind him, there was a faint figure.
Everyone can see the noble buttocks.
Hey, it's pretty white.
Warlock and Sikong screamed unwillingly,
"Fuck...it's impossible...you actually...won..."
wondering,
"How do you know that Si Gouzi won't eat him?"
Lin Chou smiled mysteriously,
"Do you still remember those guys who were grilled by the giant chicken in the wilderness? The four-dog secretly gnawed a few bones and almost knocked the shit out of me. It's not stupid, it must have a long memory...and
Yes, Tiedan’s tattoo is not only ugly, it also smells like paint, and this bitch is being naughty now.”
"..."
Huangda Mountain collapsed,
"So, what are you talking about when you step on the horse?"
Sikong imitated Lin Chou's weird smile with a straight face and said to Mr. Shan,
"So, what position?"
The big sword cannot be lost in vain, at least you have to ask clearly!