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Chapter Forty Let You Eat Shit Seven

Zhuge Buliang scratched his head. He had no choice but to pull Pang Xiner over and whisper a few words quietly in her ear.

Pang Xiner's face improved a lot, and she hummed: "You are such a bad guy, you can think of such a prank."

"Hey, isn't this for the sake of art~~~" Zhuge Buliang said grandly.

Pang Xiner knelt down, grabbed another ball of glutinous rice, and said, "I've never done this before, so don't blame me if you don't do it well."

"It doesn't matter, as long as they look similar."

"How wide and thin do you want it to be?" Pang Xiner asked.

Zhuge Buliang said speechlessly: "Why do you ask such a disgusting question..."

Pang Xiner gave him an annoyed look, kneaded the glutinous rice ball in her hand with her slender fingers, rolled it into a stick, and then carefully coiled it together. Zhuge Buliang squatted aside and watched with gusto, while Sun Tzu Ming was not.

He vomited and turned his face to the side, not daring to look.

Zhuge Buliang nodded frequently, quite satisfied with Pang Xiner's technique. Looking at the "artwork" gradually taking shape in Pang Xiner's hands, Zhuge Buliang smacked his lips.

"What are you smacking? Are you hungry when you see this thing?" Sun Tzu Ming was speechless.

Pang Xiner rolled her eyes at him and said, "Pig, who are you planning to harm?"

"Why are you two talking so much nonsense? Of course it is for the Xuanqing Sect. Do you want to eat it?" Zhuge Buliang was depressed.

A few minutes later.

"It's done, what do you think?" Pang Xiner resisted the feeling of vomiting and handed the "handicraft" she made by herself to Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang took it, looked around, and said with a smile: "Hey, it's not bad, grandson, how do you think it is done?"

"Take it aside!" Sun Ziming shouted with an ugly face. He was about to vomit at this moment.

Zhuge Buliang took out a jade plate and placed the "handicraft" made by Pang Xiner on it. It must be said that Pang Xiner was ingenious. This "handicraft" was made with subtle and slightly warped shapes. Glutinous rice cakes and brown sugar were piled on top.

, almost like the real thing.

Zhuge Buliang took out a jade plate again and said with a smile: "Grandson, I don't care what method you use, just get me a real one."

"Ah!" Sun Ziming's eyes wanted to kill someone at this moment, and he shouted: "You... what on earth are you going to do!"

Sun Ziming was almost roaring.

"Don't be so loud, be careful not to be overheard." Zhuge Buliang looked around and said: "Grandson, go and get me a real one, even if you have to use all your energy to suck it, you have to get it out.

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"Impossible!" Sun Tzu Ming shouted.

Zhuge Buliang smiled and said: "Last time you asked me to give the jade talisman to Senior Sister Yin, don't you want to know what Senior Sister Yin said?"

"What did she say?" Sun Ziming's eyes immediately lit up.

"Want to know? Pull it over!" Zhuge Buliang smiled and handed the jade plate to Sun Ziming.

Zhuge Buliang's cycle gradually became more and more tempting, and he kept using Yin Mengli to control Sun Tzu Ming. Finally, Sun Tzu Ming still couldn't resist the temptation, and passed the jade plate angrily, turned around and walked towards the bushes not far away.

Then, a sound of "um um ah ah" sounded from the bushes, and Zhuge Buliang squatted aside and shouted "Come on, work hard!" and other words.

Pang Xiner turned her pretty face to one side and covered her mouth with her small hands, obviously feeling like vomiting.

About three minutes later, Sun Ziming came out from behind the bushes with a blushing face. It seemed that he had put in a lot of effort. He was holding a jade plate in his hand and covering it with a white cloth. You could vaguely see the bulge inside.

up a hill.

"Come on, let's inspect the goods." Sun Tzu Ming walked over with a cold look on his face.

"No need, I can smell it..." Zhuge Buliang pinched his nose.

"Now can you tell me what Senior Sister Yin said?" Sun Ziming said with a gloomy expression.

"Uh... didn't say anything."

"What do you mean?" Sun Ziming's face turned pale.

"Senior Sister Yin didn't say anything. She crushed the jade talisman and left." Zhuge Buliang looked indifferent.

"Pig, I'll follow you


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