The former Liyulang who was pulled by me looked at me in confusion, and I pointed to the red thread hanging in front of the dilapidated old temple in front of me and said: "I see no one inside. otbnkotgt "Where is it?"
Riyurou asked strangely.
"The red line is a rule on the road.
A red line is tied to the door of old houses in the wild, ruined temples and other places where you can set foot, indicating that someone is occupying the place and you have to say hello when you come in."
I explained, and then took a few steps forward.
He raised his hands and shouted: "Brother inside, my friend and I are staying overnight.
I want to go in and have a rest.
Is it convenient?"
The sound came in, and soon a gust of wind blew out of the door, blowing down the red thread hanging on the door.
This meant that the person at the door agreed to let us in.
I pulled Qian Liyulang and said softly: "Be smart."
Entering the ruined temple, there was a fire in the center of the temple, and the gods in the temple were worshiped like earth gods.
But the incense has been out for a long time, a lot of dust has accumulated in the temple, and scattered stones and rags can be seen everywhere.
There were two people sitting next to the bonfire, one was in his thirties, and the other looked much younger, like a young man of eighteen or nineteen.
He was wearing very ordinary clothes.
There were two packages and a long box behind him.
This long box caught my attention.
The wooden base, about one and a half meters long, was coated with black paint.
Special symbols were drawn on both sides of the box with cinnabar pens, and three talismans were pasted on the open side.
Wooden boxes with this kind of packaging are usually used to store powerful magic weapons.
For example, my broken sword has always been sealed in the wooden box with magic talismans, otherwise the sword energy will easily leak out and cause unnecessary trouble when walking around in society.
The two of them looked up at me.
The younger one was actually a girl.
She had a fair face and looked quite beautiful.
The reason why I didn't notice it when she walked in was because she had her long hair tied up and she was dressed too well.
Not particularly feminine.
The man in his thirties was a man with a weathered face and unshaven beard.
He looked a little tired, but his eyes were very sharp, and from his exposed forearms, it could be seen that this man had skills in his hands and was not an ordinary person.
I nodded slightly and said, "Thank you both.
It's not convenient for us to travel at night."
The other party didn't speak, just nodded towards me.
Qian Liyulang and I sat on the other side of the ruined temple, with a distance of about three meters between us.
I didn't light a fire after sitting down.
Although it was a bit cold at night, the cotton coat on my body was quite warm.
I took out a bottle of wine and some steamed buns from my backpack, preparing to drink some wine and keep warm, eat something and then close my eyes and rest.
At this time, the former Riyulang beside him seemed a little unable to hold back.
He came up and said, "Ba Xiaoshan, I think that girl is quite pretty."
I glanced at him and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Hehe, I don't want to sleep either, and I have nothing to talk to you about in the middle of the night.
After all, you are in your thirties, and I am only in my twenties.
I'd better chat with the girl to relieve my boredom."
He smiled.
He said that his words were still reserved.
In fact, this grandson just wanted to strike up a conversation.
On the surface, the former Riyuro looks a bit older than me, but in fact he is much younger than me.
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When I met him in Japan, he was many years younger than me.
Now that I am in my thirties, he still begins with "two".
I have been studying and cultivating in China for these years, fully hoping to revitalize my family, and finally I have some signs of it.
But it's time to talk about marriage, so I'm not curious about this kid's wild imagination.
"Have you fallen in love with her?
Haha, I heard that you Japanese girls are the standard for women all over the world to be virtuous and virtuous.
Why didn't you find a Japanese woman to harm our flowers in China?"
I said sarcastically.
"You don't understand this.
Japanese women are too temperless.
Although they are good at cooking and cleaning, they are so boring.
They bow when they enter the door and never say "no" when they say what they are doing.
They just talk down and talk down all day long, which is so boring.
Unlike you Chinese girls, I like girls with big ideas and personality."
"As you said, why didn't you find an American girl?"
"That's not okay.
I'm very traditional.
American girls are too open-minded.
I went to a hotel with my classmates when I was fifteen or sixteen.
I don't want second-hand shoes.
Hehe," he said plausibly.
I felt funny, so I continued: "Then go ahead, but be careful.
That man seems to be an expert.
I think that girl may be his sister, or maybe his little girlfriend.
Don't get chopped off by others." , I won’t help.”
"Hey, so I want to ask you for a favor."
He said with a smile.
"Ask me to help you go up and talk to others.
Why do you want me to help you?"
I wondered.
I didn't know at the time.
Young people call this "wingman."
"I think that middle-aged man likes to drink.
Don't you have a bottle of wine here?
Let's have a drink with him.
I'll take the opportunity to get close to the girl.
What do you think?"
This was what he originally had in mind.
But I was not happy anymore, waved my hands and said, "No, I don't have time to talk to you about these useless things."
"Isn't it fun for you?
I'm accompanying you to deal with so many dangerous monsters, and you're not willing to help me now.
You will be the director of 507 in the future.
Don't be so stingy, okay?"
Sometimes I wonder, if you put the 20-year-old fat man together and the former Riyuro who has now learned to speak Mandarin, who can speak it better?
I had this question for many years, and then on my fortieth birthday.
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The two drank a lot and started discussing at the wine table whether Japan should apologize for the Nanjing Massacre.
The two of them condemned the Japanese government for paying homage to the Yasukuni Shrine, but the curses did not come out.
Not a single curse word was used, and even after more than half an hour of scolding, not a single word was repeated.
After this incident, Luo Qiong used a very apt word to describe the two of them.
The original words were: "They are Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.
You can never argue about which one is more powerful.
But in terms of sword skills, they are both the same." of."
I was fooled by the words of the former Li Yulang.
When I think about it, it is true.
Although they are helping for fame.
But at any rate, I have put myself in danger.
Whether I can become the director is still a question mark.
He also treats me as a friend and trusts me.
If I don't even want to help you with this small favor.
Isn’t that too off the road?
Thinking of this, I took another look at his expectant face, sighed, stood up with the bottle in hand, and slowly walked towards the two people opposite.
When we arrived at the bonfire, it was quite warm.
The man and the girl looked at us at the same time.
I smiled and said, "Brother, are you drinking?
It's a bit cold at night.
I have a bottle of white wine here.
Why don't you have a drink?"
What I brought wasn’t any good wine, it was Daqu bought from the canteen.
He looked at me and then at the wine, obviously wanting to take a sip, but he hesitated.
"Haha, brother, don't worry, we are not bad people.
My name is Ba Xiaoshan, I have a bit of a reputation in the circle, I am not a bad person.
I have never done anything bad."
I reported my family name to make the other party drop their guard against us.
Heart.
Sure enough, after hearing me announcing my home address, the other party was slightly startled, and then asked: "Are you the Ba Xiaoshan who is competing for the director of the 507 Institute recently?"
His voice is very light and bright, but it is not annoying.
On the contrary, it is quite pleasant, a bit like Mr.
Tong Zirong, whom I like very much.
In the past, I always loved watching Black Tulip and Zorro.
Mr.
Tong Zirong’s dubbing was amazing.
"Yes."
I sat down, took out two military water glasses, one was my own and the other belonged to the former Riyuro, poured a glass of wine and handed it over.
The other party hesitated for a moment and then took it.
He looked up and took a sip.
He looked like he was drinking.
He must have liked it.
"Ha" the spicy white wine poured into his throat.
He shouted happily and put down the cup.
I hurriedly filled it up for him.
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Unexpectedly, he raised his head and took another sip.
He drank three cups in a row. , his face turned slightly red, and he said comfortably: "Haha, it's comfortable, it's comfortable."
"Brother, I have a good drinker.
I don't know what to call him."
I asked at this time.
He glanced at me and smiled slightly and said, "My name is Shi Qing, and this is my sister Shi Lian."
"Oh, it turns out you are a Huainan stone lion.
I have admired you for a long time
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