Chapter 212 (1/2)

Shanzhu looks up at the sky and ignores Tang Xiaoyou. The old cattle comes to Shanzhu, lowers his head, barks a few times and lies down quietly.

This old cattle also looked at the sunset in the sky. At this time, the old cattle seemed to be like the sunset. The old cattle also knew that it was running out of time.

Certainly.

The old cattle has lived for more than ten years. Lao Li has been taking care of it. Now, he has been ill for three years and can't work any more. Lao Li sells it.

Originally.

The villager of Lao Li Tou also advised Lao Li Tou to bury the cattle. He must have followed him for more than ten years.

However, Lao Li Tou did not agree and chose to sell this old cattle.

Shanzhu has just performed the magic of animal control, and it has been checked out that this old cattle can only live for two days at most. After two days, it will die.

The big bezoar in the body of this old cattle is at least five or six Jin, which is bigger than that of the two old cattle in the cattle farm at the foot of the mountain.

Five or six catties of bezoar, at least 12.3 million, so much money, buy a run, at least half left.

”Shanzhu, why don't you talk?”

At this time, after about ten minutes, Tang Xiaoyou could not help but began to ask Shanzhu“ Why don't you? Don't you want to stay here? Now I don't care about you. When I got your news, I came here as soon as I could. Even the old cattle I bought didn't care about it. ”

”My aunts and grandmothers, your face is faster than turning a book, and more unpredictable than the weather forecast.” Shanzhu couldn't help saying.

Cluck

Cluck

At this time, Tang Xiaoyou began to smile. Once again, he began to smile like a flower, and his melancholy face was completely swept away. It was the same as just now.

”Ha ha ha, I'm teasing you. Look at your sample. Well, don't be aggrieved. You are an old cattle. You are so old and sick. How much did you spend? Three or four thousand?”

Tang Xiaoyou laughs. In fact, just now, she played a joke with Shanzhu. She didn't expect Shanzhu to look up at the sunset in the West.

At the same time.

The old scalper also shed tears. In this scene, Tang Xiaoyou has already seen it. She must be a journalist.

”Eight thousand eight.”

Shanzhu sighed and couldn't help massaging Tang Xiaoyou's shoulder. Just now, Tang Xiaoyou had a fight with some gangsters. After a fight, his hands were sore and numb.

Certainly.

Tang Xiaoyou is a girl. Her strength is too small. She can only use the ancient boxing of Wuqinxi. Compared with Shanzhu, she can only use the ancient boxing of ape and crane shadow.

Tang Xiaoyou had little interest in training this kind of domineering and powerful ancient boxing, such as the ancient boxing of manxiong, the ancient boxing of fierce tiger, and the ancient boxing of bucks.

Shanzhu, the master, taught her in person, but Tang Xiaoyou could not learn. He could only draw ladles with gourds.

”Eight thousand eight? Shanzhu, how can you be the head of injustice? Such an old scalper is still ill. It seems that he can't live long. How can he spend so much? Is it that there is a treasure in his body? Has your perspective eye seen it? ” Tang Xiaoyou asked Shanzhu in doubt.

Shanzhu nodded.

”Wow, it's amazing, master Shanzhu. Master Shanzhu, I can't do it. You have to teach me this skill, too. Can you pass on your perspective to me? It's a big deal. My sister has suffered some losses. The first kiss has been given to you. Now, I'll give you my body first. How about you teach me? ”

Tang Xiaoyou gets excited and clings to Shanzhu. He feels like a bird. Last time, Shanzhu fed Tang Xiaoyou the enchanting grass. It was that time that he took Tang Xiaoyou's first kiss.