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Yang Guo was sent away, and Wen Hao returned to the tomb. Zhou Botong had to pull him to kill a game, but Wen Hao broke apart on the ground that it was too late. After dinner, he rested separately.

As soon as it opened the next day, Zhou Botong yelled at the entrance of the cave and wanted to fight with Wen Hao for three hundred rounds. Because he thought hard last night and meditation, he had realized the magic of flying chess.

Looking at Zhou Botong's panda eyes, Wen Hao was speechless. "I said the old naughty boy, not a game of chess, as for?"

"You haven't lost, of course you don't know the taste of losing, losing 20 straight, why has my old naughty ever been so stubborn! You must win back today, otherwise you don't want to leave." , Zhou Botong immediately thundered.

"Okay, but it's not fun to play like this, let's add some luster!"

"What color head? You said."

"I lost, I will give you a packet of potato chips, if you lose, teach me a martial art, how?"

"Okay, let's start!" Zhou Botong readily agreed, and immediately spread out the chessboard, and the two fought together again.

After the end of the game, Zhou Botong lost. According to the agreement, he had to teach Wen Hao a martial art.

"This is my own seventy-two-way open boxing. I will teach you a trick first. I'll just show it once!" Zhou Botong is good at betting, the gambling is not bad, and immediately plays the open boxing for Wen Hao , But the demonstration of one move was finished in less than five seconds. Wen Hao only saw a shadow in a trance on the open space. He realized nothing, and the demonstration was over.

"Okay, let's move on to the next game!" Zhou Botong muttered, Chong Wenhao shouted, and began to clean up the chessboard.

"I rely on, I haven't learned anything, is this count?" Wen Hao exclaimed in shock.

"I blame you for your bad talents, but also chose martial arts as a jackpot. I taught it anyway, and I can't learn it, that's your business!" While organizing the chessboard, Zhou Botong was gloating.

"Apart from martial arts, are there any other things in your body that can be used as color heads?" Wen Hao asked helplessly.

"That's also true. My old naughty boy walked the rivers and lakes, and he was always alone!" After laying the chessboard, Zhou Botong greeted Wen Hao again, "Let's start the next game!"

"Wait!" Wen Hao interrupted him, but he was thinking that his understanding is too low. If he continues this way, even if he wins him a thousand times, he won't be able to do it in half a stroke. He has to change his mind.

"Why!" Zhou Botong twitched his beard, unhappy.

"I'm going to find my sister!" Wen Hao took the next sentence and entered the tomb, pulling the little dragon girl from the bed and taking it to the entrance of the cave.

"Who is she?" Zhou Botong asked Wen Hao to go in for a long time, but he brought a person and asked strangely.

"She is my sister, according to seniority, you have to be called sister."

"No, no!" Zhou Botong suddenly shook his head like a rattle. "A little baby girl, if I call her sister, wouldn't it make people laugh and lose their teeth."

"Brother, this is really not good. If an old man calls her sister, other people think I am still an old witch!" The little dragon girl barely dispelled her sleep at this time, and she shook her head when she heard Wen Hao's introduction.

"Then you guys!" Wen Hao sat cross-legged and said to Zhou Botong: "From now on, if I win you, you have to teach my teacher and sister a martial art!"

"Good!" Zhou Botong immediately nodded and said, "Then you can start now!"

"Start!"

At the end of the second game, Zhou Botong lost, so he began to teach the martial arts of Xiaolongnv. After playing a set of boxing techniques, Xiaolongnv had remembered it and learned 70%.

"Good understanding is different!" Wen Hao thought secretly, not waiting for Zhou Botong to take a breath. He had already voluntarily set the chessboard, "One more game!"

One morning, Seventy-two Roads and Open Boxing, the Little Dragon Girl learned twenty ways. After lunch, Zhou Botong wanted to fight again, but was blocked by Wen Hao.

"When you first arrived, you had to get a place for you! This afternoon, I am going to build a log house at the entrance of the cave."

"It's okay, you can stay in the dry grass for one night, it's important to play chess, and today you must win one game!"

"Just one game?" Wen Hao gestured this number.

"In one game, after winning you, why do you love to go, I won't stop it!" Zhou Botong waved his hand.

"Okay, then I'll accompany you in the last game!" Wen Hao also sat down and responded.

After one game, Zhou Botong won. He danced with joy and extended his hand to Wen Hao: "Potato chips!"

"Ah!" For this old urchin, Wen Hao's speechlessness increased significantly. He found a bag of potato chips and threw it to him, and then went to Yang Guo. According to yesterday's agreement, he should be coming soon.

After waiting for ten minutes, Yang Guo really appeared.

"Master, I brought what you want!" Yang Guo said, holding the axe and saw, as if inviting credit.

Wen Hao nodded and took the axe.

"Master, what are we learning today?"

"Learn to log, learn to repair a house!"

"Ah ?!" Yang Guo exclaimed in shock, which was completely a turning point for God, and he didn't react for a while.

"Ah, what do you despise studying architecture? I told you that building a house is a question asked by the university. When I was a master, when I was in college, I chose the major of architecture. Today, the master will let you know what professional architecture is. division."

"Yes, the master said yes!" Yang Guo did not dare to rebellious, and could only nod his head.

"Come with me!" Wen Hao brought Yang to the cave entrance.

At this time, only Zhou Botong was left in the hole, sitting on the stone, licking the bag of potato chips.

"Here!" Wen Hao walked over and handed him the axe.

"Why!" Zhou Botong glanced at Wen Hao and took another lick of the packaging bag.

"Logging and repairing a house, do you want me to be a big brother to do physical work?"

"Oh!" The right hand took the axe ~ www.readwn.com ~ The left hand hid the packaging bag in his pocket. Zhou Botong stood up and saw Yang Guo, strangely said: "Who is he again?"

"He is your big brother and my apprentice!"

"Yang Guo, this is your master's younger brother, you can call him Master Uncle!"

"Sir Uncle!" Although I don't understand how the young master has such an old brother, but the teacher's life is hard to beat, Yang Guo still cried respectfully.

"Go, Xiao Yang Guo, Master Uncle takes you to cut down the trees!" Zhou Botong was familiar with him, and he went back to the mountains with Yang Guo hooked on his shoulders.

And Wen Hao was not idle at this time, and began to design the firewood room. After several years of university studies, a bunch of professional knowledge was finally put to use. It was not insulted by the cultivation of university teachers. After careful calculation, one Zhang Chaifang's structural sketch was finally drawn.

At the moment on the mountain, Zhou Botong and Yang Guo were having fun.

"Haha, Xiao Yang Guo, you are optimistic, this is the left-right combat!" Zhou Botong laughed, chopping one with an axe in one hand, and sawing one with a saw in the other, both of them went together.