The last feng shui master

Chapter 24 Insect Master Fifth (1)

I almost squirted old blood to death, I ate five Zerg treasures, and they still had to skin me.

Xie Lingyu didn't wait for my reply, and carried He Qingling to the attic. The black cat in her hand stared at me with green eyes, and then landed on Xiaojian. Xiaojian rolled happily, and then got into my bed Inside the bed.

I will kick it down, and let Zhang Bold castrate you tomorrow.

Lying in bed thinking about it, I woke up after not sleeping for two hours.In the morning, I gently turned out of bed, didn't wash my face or brush my teeth, packed my things together, and was ready to go home.

I found a rope and tied it to Xiao Hei, thinking about whether to say goodbye to Xie Lingyu or something, I hope she will take good care of grandpa's house, don't go out to scare people, don't be bumped by Taoist priests, I will come to see her again when I have time.

At this moment, there was a slight catwalk sound from the attic.

He Qingling's kitten appeared in front of me, I didn't see it very clearly last night, but now I see it, its body is pure black, its eyes are green and transparent, and its claws are quite sharp. Of course, I have tried this last night.

The most powerful thing is a pair of eyes, no matter how you look at it, you can’t see to the end. There are legends in the West and the East that you can reach hell through the eyes of a cat. I don’t know if it’s true.

Xie Lingyu was still in fluttering green clothes, with elegant and plain makeup. This female ghost who had lived for an unknown number of years looked pretty good. She smiled and said: "I don't have anything, I can leave anytime. Do you want to leave now? Sit down What car is going down the mountain?"

I asked inexplicably: "Girl, I am going down the mountain, you stay here."

Xie Lingyu laughed twice, stretched out the index finger of his right hand and pointed at my forehead, and I took two steps back before stopping: "Good boy. If your grandpa hadn't said that his grandson looks good, I wouldn't have come back with him .Do you not even understand the meaning of the words?"

I faltered and asked, "Are you my wife?"

Xie Lingyu said: "We still need to investigate."

Half an hour later, on the winding mountain road, a Qianjiang motorcycle was slowly descending the mountain.I was the one driving the car, wearing a robe, carefully steering the car, for fear of losing control and driving down the mountain road.

I was carrying two bags on my body, the left bag was filled with little scum, with the melons on its head exposed, when I was about to board the car, Village Chief Bai came to see me off and offered him a glass of wine. Zhuofeng is sobering up, still barking non-stop, is it because of the sadness of leaving his hometown?

He Qingling, the kitten in the right pocket, looks at the rapidly disappearing scenery along the way with a pair of green eyes, quiet and curious, with a bit of inexplicable happiness, full of hope and sadness of parting.

When going out, Xie Lingyu pointed to the jade ruler on her body and said, I can stay inside during the day.

So at this moment, there is a wonderful female ghost living in the jade ruler stuck in his waist.

The performance of the Qianjiang motorcycle borrowed from the big brother next door is still good, and I even modified it and added a speaker.

Halfway through the drive, no one spoke, only a cat and a dog were happily and sadly, so they turned on the music speakers.

There was a roar on the mountain road: I betrayed my love and forced me to leave. When I finally knew the truth, I burst into tears.Betrayed my love, shouldered the debt of conscience... A woman's violent singing resounded through the winding mountain road.

The motorbike that turned the other way and drove up from the bottom of the mountain said: If I get your person but not your heart, I will not be happy even if I get the whole world. I want to ask if you can love me once... On the car The handsome guy with burning green hair gave me a thumbs up, praised me for my taste, and was also full of doubts. Could it be that the clothes of the ancients began to be popular back in time?

What I think about is how many people go to "get your man..." under the slogan "get your heart..."

I got off the winding mountain road and got on the national road. After running for a while, I entered the village. When I entered the village, I turned off the music. The roaring music didn't fit my identity.

A few old people recognized me and came back, pointing to my fast-moving back and said to their grandson: "Look, he has spent so many years studying for nothing. After you finish high school, go to Guangdong to work. You can earn a year's worth of money." 2 yuan."

Back home, the courtyard door was closed.

My father was sitting in the yard sulking, holding an old-fashioned Golego teacup, half of which was filled with tea, and the chair on his buttocks had been sitting on it for many years.There was a wooden stick next to me, and I saw the wooden stick when I came in. I was beaten by the wooden stick when I got a score of 95 in the sixth grade exam.

It seemed that my father wanted to punish me.

I came in with a cat and a dog on my back.My father gave me a drink and knelt down for me.I knew my father would not lose his temper for no reason, so I knelt down in front of him with a plop, and the little cheapie and the kitten in the bag looked at my father.

The father raised a stick and beat him densely: "You bastard, I just confessed to you that you have studied for so many years, and your dead grandfather... Long Youshui, you old bastard, why did you drag my son into this business... ..."

Mother stood at the kitchen door and wept, as if she was sorry for her father.The father scolded for a long time, threw the stick on the ground, threw the high Lego cup that had been used for many years on the ground, yelled twice, ran back into the house, sat down and continued to sulk.

My mother came forward, wiped my wound with a damp cloth, and got some food for Xiaojian and the kitten. She smiled and said, "Don't blame your dad. Yesterday, my third uncle was doing something on his mind. Everyone said something. Your dad listened to me." I'm sulking and unhappy, I know you're coming back today, and I'm waiting for you in the yard early in the morning."

I stood up all of a sudden: "What did you say? I'll ask them to argue."

My mother pulled me back: "You have a mouth that grows on people, and you can still stop them from talking. It's okay, my son. I don't know much about the truth. I just do what I have to do. People, always There should be a life, there should always be a way to go."

I hummed: "I will find a stable job in a few days."

Mother smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? You are still young. By the way, when it was raining heavily the day before yesterday, a man in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat came to you and said it belonged to your friend. He was called Chong Lao Wu. I told you not At home, why not come in to hide from the rain and have a meal, he said he was unlucky and was waiting for you in the town. He said that if you go home, go to the town to find him. "

I pretended to know Lao Wu: "It's Lao Wu, he came all the way to see me. He is from Sichuan, where people like to wear bamboo hats and coir raincoats. I said before that I would do business with him, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously." Come on, come and invite me."

Mother said: "Don't neglect him, don't let him feel cold when he comes from thousands of miles to find you."

I agreed to come down.

Mother saw that Xiaojian and the kitten had finished eating, and then went to the kitchen to get the leftovers, muttering as she walked, that there were people with the surname Chong, which was really rare.

The little bitch licked the three grains of rice sticking to his chin, and licked back and forth three times before he ate all three grains of rice. He greedily looked at his mother's back and ate it with me for a few days. After eating mother's rice, he must feel tasty.

I took the things back to my room and put them away, but my back was still burning with pain. My father beat me loudly, but it wasn't really painful. Who would let me be his son?

(End of this chapter)