Mr. Long and his men squatted in a row outside Diyinzi.
Although the temperature is very low, the sun is shining brightly in the morning, and with the warmth of the sun, it is not too cold.
No matter how bright the sunshine is, it can't dispel the coldness in Young Master Long's heart.
Because he has seen how ruthless Lin Wo is, how terrifying the spirit envoys are, and how awesome Cai Gen and his gang are.
"Brother, who are these two girls? Why are you afraid of being like this?
As for what? If you don’t want to hit a woman, I’ll go in.”
Long Er didn't understand why Master Long would make such an unreasonable choice.
Mr. Long hugged Zhao Xile tighter in his arms. The child must be more afraid of the cold.
"Do you know why the third child is missing?"
"I don't know. Didn't you say you were missing?"
Young Master Long didn't want to tell anyone, but if he didn't, there would be no way for Long Er to take him seriously, and he would get into trouble.
"The third child just offended people like that in the house, and ended up dead without any body parts, so he was reported missing."
ah?
Long Er was not very courageous at first. He wanted to take over for Young Master just now because he would be given a good living, so he should make some contribution.
If life and death are involved, then you need to be cautious.
"Is it so serious? Brother, let's run."
run?
I have spent so much money here, where will I go?
Besides, they only stayed for five hours and then left. Things were still slow, but not to that point.
Mr. Long raised his head and squinted at the sun. It was almost in the middle and the time was almost up.
If He Naizi's words about staying for five days were a joke.
"Look again, it's almost time."
Inside the underground cellar, Baqi stood in the middle of the ground, facing the direction of Taiqing Valley, constantly sensing something.
There was only He Naizi on the big kang that was more than ten meters long, wearing stockings and crossing her legs. She poured herself a sip of pickled cabbage soup and a sip of white wine in front of the kang table.
The whole picture is a bit nondescript, the stockings don't match the big kang, and the beauty and the stewed sauerkraut don't match.
"Baqi, hurry up, you'll be back after a while.
What kind of food is this? It’s too rough and not delicate at all.
But it tastes really good. This pickled cabbage soup is really flavorful. Let Jiutan make some of it in the future.
This wine is too low-quality, with such a high alcohol content that it is not easy to drink at all.
But after I drank it, I sat on the hot kang and roasted it. My whole body became clear, and the more I drank, the more comfortable I became."
At this time, He Naizi was drinking pickled cabbage soup and the Sanbai prepared by Master Long. It was already on her face. If she continued, it would be on her head.
Baqi didn't follow the meal, and didn't pay attention to He Naiko, because she could vaguely feel the Lord, but there seemed to be something blocking her detection, she couldn't always see clearly, and she felt very impatient.
"Why don't you come back, you drunkard?
It's been five hours and one minute, and you're still playing tricks on me.
When he comes back, I must defeat him.
He actually lost contact with me and dared not to reply.
Xiaolonglong, hey, Xiaolonglong, come in here."
Mr. Long, who was squatting at the door, heard He Naizi calling like crazy because of his drunkenness. He quickly put the child in Long Er's arms and ran into the cellar.
"Sister, I'm here, what are your orders?
This liquor has a high alcohol content, and with the heat on the kang, it’s very easy to get drunk.”
He Naizi directly threw the bowl towards Mr. Long. He wanted to hide but failed.
It hit Master Long on the head, the bowl was shattered, and Master Long's head was also broken.
"I ask you to speak, then you speak again.
Does it matter to you whether I am drunk or not?
Do you think you have a chance because I'm drunk?
Let me tell you, you will never have a chance, no matter if I am drunk or not.
When I put some fire in the stove, the temperature dropped and I felt uncomfortable.”
The blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes. Mr. Long didn't wipe them away, but when he looked at He Naizi again, there was a layer of blood.
There was no anger, excitement, or yelling. Long Shao was very calm. After blood got into his eyes, he became even calmer.
"Well, okay, sister, I'll go fill the fire right away.
By the way, this, five hours are up.
Look, do you need anything else?
Shall I call you a car?"
Bang, a bowl flew over and hit the same spot. Young Master Long didn't even move this time.
"Didn't you say that serving me is your blessing?
What's the matter? How long has it been since you got tired of it?
How come you men are so unreliable when it comes to your words?
You scumbag, if I don’t leave, I won’t leave, what can you do?
You still want to drive me away?
I can leave whenever I want.
I am a dignified Nimacha. Why, do I still want to listen to you?
I am a great Shintoist, He Naiko, but I still need you to tell me what to do?
Staying here is for you."
Bang, He Naizi's shouting completely aroused the smell of alcohol, and then he was drunk from the wine, lying on the kang table, and stuck his head into the pickled cabbage soup.
Attracted by He Naiko's strange appearance, Baqi turned around and took a look.
He sighed helplessly. With this amount of alcohol, he could do nothing but drink like crazy.
"You go down, we are going to stay for a while.
She drank too much just now, don't take it to heart."
Baqi's sudden explanation made Mr. Long feel warm in his heart. It's good to be older, so you won't be confused and you can relax.
But this warmth, afterward, made Master Long even more disgusted.
What are you doing to keep yourself warm?
These two guys treat themselves as servants.
"Auntie, after the new year, there will be a winter fishing festival here. Tens of thousands of people will come. Is it convenient for you to stay here?"
Young Master Long felt that no one in the supernatural world wanted to attract attention, so he came up with this excuse.
Baqi knew in his heart that Mr. Long didn't want to keep the two of them for a day, but Jiutan didn't come, and he still didn't understand the Lord's affairs, so how should he leave?
"Well, I understand. No matter what the festival is, it's okay. We're not afraid of too many people."
this
Young Master Long finally understood that this was a rhythm that was going to kill people.
You know how to cast spells that normal people don't know, so you're going to bully people endlessly?
Too noisy?
"Auntie, my career is here and it is very important to me.
Besides, I haven't offended you, right? You don't need to waste me here all the time, right?
If you don’t have travel expenses, I can get them for you, wherever you want to go.”
Baqi was a little impatient. The feeling was vague and non-existent, which made her a little impatient.
Why can't I see it?
Do you think I'm easy to talk to if I don't hit you with a bowl?
Do you think you are a good talker?
"Three meals a day, if you want to survive and be served, get out."
Well, are you not pretending?
The essence is the same as that of the girl on the kang. I feel stupid, but my heart feels warm. It warms my ass.
Through the blood in Young Master Long's eyes, he casually glanced at the two people in the room and made up his mind.
OK, there is no relief now, I will fight with you.
I humbly exited Diyinzi.
"Brother, are you injured?"
"I'm fine. You can go to my third uncle's house and do whatever you need to do."
I'm going to find someone for help, these two guys are looking for death."
"Brother, who are you looking for?"
Mr. Long then wiped the blood from his forehead and looked in the direction of the city.
Although I can't see anything, there is an Anxin Bento in that direction.