Doomsday Pavilion

(Today's last chapter, I offer it with love.)

The crowd was slightly stagnated, Si Kong? duck?

Really Mingguang, who else can connect these four words together, it wouldn't be... that Sikong...

Sure enough, a series of violent coughs came from the crowd, and it seemed that the owner of the voice could cough out his lungs at any time.

"Ahem, it turned out to be you, Lin Chou... Why did I say Quack is so excited, why are you here?"

He wore a sword in a black shirt, long hair was floating, his thick eyebrows were not visible, only half of his pale face was exposed, and the aura of the whole person was incompatible with the surroundings.

This is Master Sikong, Shengsheng turned a thick and colorful oil painting into a pencil sketch - and there was a fat duck with a two-meter-high painting style that was even more bizarre next to him.

"Quah, quack!"

Quack flapped his wings, brought up a violent wind, rolled down duck feathers and blew countless skirt corners at the same time.

"Young Master Sikong."

"Young Master Sikong, how is your father doing well these days?"

Jiang Ziwei dashed out of the crowd.

"Jiang Shang, warm the couch, hurry up."

"Jiang Sizhi, make a room for Young Master Sikong."

"Who is coming...Hurry up and take out the white tea for Qingfei Quhuo that I prepared. Remember, three brews and three brews!"

After a series of instructions went on, Jiang Zizhu said without flushing or arrogantly, "Si...cough cough, Young Master Sikong is coming here, the brilliance is shining!"

It is said that after a certain big guy broke off the front teeth of a few small guys who had omitted the word "empty", everyone had a long memory.

Si Gongzi Si Gongzi, who do you curse? They are all pulled out and chopped!

That's right, Sikong is not surnamed Si, but Sikong.

Refers to the surname as the first name, which is good, and has a long life.

No one dared to provoke this well-known diseased seedling in the base city, it was also the most popular and least popular guest in various luxury places.

No one is more recognizable than Sikong's face, and no one is like Sikong. Every day there are countless people wishing him a long life and a hundred years of immortality, and it is best to become immortal and ascend in the day.

All the positive adjectives such as Duojin, Duojin, Duojin and boldness, boldness, boldness, etc. can be found in him. It can be said that all the way, ten thousand families give birth to Buddha.

The fact is that when he spilled a lot of circulation points along the road, all the big and small businessmen who made a lot of money, or everyone in the base city, wanted this young man to live with the world and the sun and the moon— -It's really dead, and it's also a hundred kilometers away from him, so as not to confuse himself when his big boss razes the base city to the ground.

Sikong arched his hands, "Cough cough... Hello, Patriarch Jiang, my father specially asked me to climb to Jiang's house today to attend Miss Jiang's coming-of-age ceremony, haha."

Jiang Zihuan's face was red, "Don't dare to be, please come in, please come in, it's windy outside, Young Master Sikong is careful to catch the cold."

Sikong grabbed the duck with one hand and pointed at Lin Chou, "It's not a problem, my friend is here, let's go in together."

"Oh? Master Sikong and little friend Lin Chou are old acquaintances?"

Sikong corrected seriously, "Boss Lin."

Jiang Ziwei whispered, "Okay, Lin... Boss, please go into the quiet room with Master Sikong to taste good white tea. This is a good thing that can only be picked on the top of the mountain in the extreme south."

As for the duck that was too fat and eager to try Lin Chou, he was taken by his own servants to serve him. With sharp eyes he saw that Jiang's servant took out a whole bag of crystal clear green rice...

It wasn't until the three of them--or Sagong entered the quiet room specially prepared by the Jiang family, that everyone started talking.

"Master Sikong actually came?"

"Jiang family, Jiang family, you can guarantee ten years of worry-free!"

"What do you say, isn't it... Jiang Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony and Sikong's father are going to join Qin Jin's favor at Jiang Mingzhu's adult ceremony?"

"Impossible, how can Lord Sikong not come forward in person like that?"

"Hey, this Lin Chou is actually friends with Young Master Sikong."

"The restaurant in the wilderness, this young man, is there something special."

Jiang Shang asked people to carry the huge anchovy into the back kitchen, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Nian, Mr. Nian, please come to the table and have a cup of tea."

Nian Zhi absent-mindedly replied, his face pale.

Jiang Shang smiled, and he left indifferently.

After that, Nian Zhi almost roared, "Bastard, Nian Yi, what's going on?"

The people around couldn't help being a little away from Nianzhi, like avoiding a bee with a spike.

...

Quiet room.

This guest room is not luxurious. The thick citrine windows diffuse a faint warm light, and the floor, walls and ceiling are blankets made of thick alien fur. A scent of fragrance curls up, which shocks people.

Lin Chou tweeted, sitting on the comfortable sofa, and immediately sank deeply, "Master Sikong is really extraordinary."

Si Kong pouted, "Everyone is just afraid that I will die here."

"Oh, it's not easy to die. Believe it or not, I will pour you a big bowl of pig blood soup with snake wine?"

Sikong's face turned pale, "Fuck me, what hatred or grudge do I have with you?"

Jiang Zilan was startled as he listened to the two mocking each other with a smile.

How could the relationship between Lin Chou and Young Master Sikong be so good? It's so good. It makes him a little jealous of the Patriarch!

If his son could have this relationship with Sikong... Jiang Zilan would just grieve just thinking about it.

Sikong said, "Uncle Jiang, don't you know Lin Chou?"

Jiang Zihuan said haha ​​first, "Uncle's name... ashamed of it, haha."

"Well, boss Lin... I often heard the little girl mention it later. The little girl, Mingzhu, has escaped by nature, and once went to the living corpse shooting range to be a target girl for someone else. It was almost... Then I went to the sea floor building of the Nian's family. Sightseeing, I was almost in distress. Both times were rescued by Lin... the boss, but I didn't know it at the time."

Sikong nodded, and said seriously, "Boss Lin is really good, and the dishes are especially suitable for my appetite, but most of the dishes, I don't have any taste, alas, what is the meaning of life like this."

Jiang Zihua didn't dare to answer this, so he said to Lin Chou, "Mr. Lin, the Jiang family, I should thank you very much. I sent someone to your house a few days ago. I don't want to happen that the house assigned to you is empty... who can? I think that Mr. Lin has been doing business in the wilderness, and his offspring is terrible. Jiang and I, a businessman, are really ashamed and ashamed."

Jiang Ziwei left after a conversation with the two of them. He still had many guests to entertain.

As soon as Jiang Ziwei left, Sikong's upright and reserved attitude immediately disappeared, and he slumped into the sofa, and said in a weird tone, "Hey, boss Lin, you still have time to attend some **** adult ceremony. ? Last time I went to your place to send you a bird, and I saw the **** little blackboard..."

This kid's swearing accent is absolutely learned from that guy Shan Ye!

It's sad, a good boy, just so long and crooked.

"Hey, you really dare to come, do you know who else you have invited for this coming-of-age gift?"

An ominous premonition rose in Lin Sorrow's heart, "Who?"

"Cough cough," Sikong coughed twice, pale with a delicate little face, showing an unpredictable smile, "Leng Han Leng Tyrannosaurus, Wei Tianxing and his daughter, Mo Hongniang and Mo, Dean Fu of the Research Institute, well ...You may not have much feeling about this."

"Ms. Bai Suren, the most famous artist in Mingguang Base City, will perform the ancient song [Peony Pavilion] at the coming-of-age ceremony of Ms. Jiang Mingzhu."

*****, disaster level, five stars.

"The soup is still simmering in my pot, I'll go back and have a look first, go and come, go and come..."