Chapter 451： Who is the pit? (Part 2) (2/2)
Sikong smiled bitterly,
”If you don't move anymore, this young man is really going to die young, Linzi, first come to a bowl of pig blood soup to drink, that thing...is there any more?”
Lin Chou nodded,
”There is still some half-crocodile dragon meat, but you are in this state...too weak, and you are not able to make up for it. It is better to order half-crocodile dragon.”
Sikong sighed, his expression was very sad.
”Linzi, when I'm dead, I'm fine, remember to cook two good dishes, pierce a paper horse, a big sword, and burn it for me.”
”The vegetable is less oil and more spicy. The sword wants the blue nightmare to want Lu, and the paper girl wants a big chest, a big mouth, a small waist and a narrow hip width. The age is not more than 18, and the height is not less than 1.65 meters.”
”Well, that's all for now, no other requirements.”
”puff.”
Huang Dashan almost sprayed out the rice he had just eaten.
Lin Chou raised his eyes.
”That is to say, the paper of the paper maker must be the paper from eighteen years ago. Don't you panic if you use it?”
Si Kong was stunned.
Lin Sorrow said,
”It's done, then it's settled-I'll fix the book and send it to you before burning the girl. When the burnt paper man passes by, you have to hurry up, don't be snatched by others, while it's hot.”
Sikong crooked his mouth,
”Dude, I haven't seen you for a few days, your taste is getting tricky.”
Lin Chou squinted at Huang Dashan and others.
”This room is black near Zhu Zechi and near Mo.”
Huang Dashan patted the table,
”When a child speaks, don't go around and go around blindly, because the eyes are easy to throw away and the mouse can't be found in the hole, you know?”
Lin Chou spread his hands,
”Look~”
It is absolutely unbearable for normal people to eat a senior sick rice who has been ill for decades. It is too much effort.
After a while, the person was held back in half.
Sikong sighed, feeling unbearably depressed. He didn't take a few sips of the soup, and put down the spoon and turned to go out lonely.
Lin Chou looked at his back with sorrowful sympathy, and stopped talking.
Alas, I lost it again, and I didn't pay for this product.
Once people are depressed, they need some entertainment.
When Sikong left, he planned to call Wu Ke back to the base city together.
Wu Ke also looked moved, looked at the thick blank report in his hand, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
”Forget it, don't go, the kind of place you go, I feel that I will lose my life when I go often.”
After Sikong left, Lord Shan came up,
”Hey hey, what place, tell me, isn't it that kind of~ um~ ahem~ a good place?”
Wu Kedao,
”What's a good place for uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? Why is your expression so strange?”
”...”
Shan Ye asked a little bit boring,
”It's hypocritical, too hypocritical.”
He turned his face and said with a smile,
”Next time Master Sikong will take you to a good place, remember to call me.”
Wu Ke finally finished writing a report paper, and said without raising his head.
”I said, uncle, you are old, do you like young people's stuff too?”
Master Huang coughed.
”What do you know? What does this mean for people who are not old and childlike? Only people like Lao Tzu can live a long time.”
”It seems to make sense... Are you sure you want to go?”
”determine.”
”Okay, call you with me next time.”
Master Huang's strategy succeeded,
”Good job, but where did you go?”
Wu Ke frowned and shook his fingers.
”The first time I went to fight with crickets for a day, the second time I ate the cow flat hot pot, the third time I drank soybean juice, the fourth time I ate the smelly mandarin fish, the fifth time...”
”Oh... all right, stop talking, stay away from me! Low IQ may be contagious!”