Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

It is said that as soon as Ximen Qing stepped into Zishi Street, he suddenly woke up, why did he follow his footsteps and came to Zishi Street?

The banner of Wang Po's teahouse in front was already clearly visible, Ximenqing stamped his feet, and stopped An Daoquan who was about to move forward: "Brother, I went wrong, I went wrong!"

"Uh? Brother, isn't he a local? How could he go wrong?" An Daoquan looked confused, and pointed to the Baihualou faintly visible in front of him: "Is that place Baihualou?"

"This...it's Baihualou." Ximen Qing coughed, "But the street in front of you is Duantou Street, so you can't cross it. I just went astray, sorry."

"Oh." An Daoquan frowned, followed Ximen Qing out of Zishi Street, and began to detour...

When Ximen Qing and An Daoquan saw the gate of Baihualou, Brother Yun was still downstairs guarding the stairs, listening to Wu Dalang yelling loudly upstairs, and the sound of the shoulder pole rising and falling, hitting the bed board .

"Why didn't you hear the voices of Ximen Qing and Liu Niang? Is it just Wuda who is beating and scolding?" Brother Yun became more and more strange as he heard it: "Could it be that they went down with a pole and were beaten to death?"

Thinking that Pan Jinlian might have passed away, Brother Yun couldn't hold back anymore, and when he was about to go upstairs to have a look, a voice came from behind: "Brother Yun, what are you doing at my house?"

Brother Yun was shocked all of a sudden, and turned around slowly. In front of him was Pan Jinlian who was full of surprise, and Wang Po who was frowning and listening to the movement.

"Brother Yun, let me tell you what's going on upstairs? Is Wuhan University back?" Wang Po pointed to the upstairs: "This movement, could it be that you want to tear down the house?"

"This...isn't Ximen Qing upstairs?" Brother Yun blurted out in a hurry, and then realized that he had said something wrong. Pan Jinlian stood in front of her, and naturally there was no Ximen Qing upstairs.

So, who is Wu Dalang beating now?

"The scolding upstairs, could it be from Wuhan University?" Pan Jinlian also asked: "The slave family and the godmother heard it in the teahouse next door, and thought they were recruiting thieves."

Brother Yun scratched his hair, not knowing how to speak.You can't just say that you and Wu Dalang rushed in to arrest the police. Now Ximen Qing is not upstairs, and Pan Jinlian is not upstairs when she is sitting with Wang Po. Where did the arrest come from?

"Brother Dalang is selling cooking cakes on the street, and his chest seems a little stuffy." Brother Yun thought for a while, and he could only say this: "I helped him back, but the door in front of the house was locked, so he had to come in from the backyard." I didn't expect Brother Dalang to go crazy and run upstairs as soon as he came in..."

When Brother Yun said this, the three of them couldn't help but look up and look at the floor. Wu Dalang seemed to be tired from the fight, and the rhythm of waving the pole slowed down obviously, but he still kept cursing.

"Witches! Whores! I can't beat you to death!"

"I will fight! Fight again!"

Wang Po listened, and said worriedly: "This Wuhan University, could it be that you have lost your mind?"

Pan Jinlian frowned as she listened to Wu Dalang's constant swearing at her as a "slut", she was filled with boredom, when would she be big in such days.Ever since she was hugged by Ximen Qing inadvertently at the Jade Emperor Temple last time and had a natural marriage, Pan Jinlian's heart has been faintly tied to Ximen Qing's side.

So these days, Pan Jinlian's mood is very clear. Seeing the sky, she went to sit in Wang Po's tea house, chatted, drank tea, and made some female celebrities, hoping that Ximen Qing's footsteps would sound at the door.

Unexpectedly, after Ximen Qing hadn't been seen for a few days, this kind of thing happened to Wu Dalang again.

Pan Jinlian and Brother Yun were at a loss, and Wang Po found a rolling pin that Pan Jinlian used to make cakes and held it in her hand: "I can't delay this madness. After a long time, people will go crazy and can't be saved." Come back. The old man is in the front, and you follow behind. See the opportunity to knock Wu Da unconscious. Only in this way can he be saved."

After finishing speaking, Wang Po didn't wait for Pan Jinlian and Brother Yun to reply, she pushed Brother Yun aside, and climbed upstairs with the rolling pin in hand.

Brother Yun was dizzy and didn't know what to do, but Pan Jinlian gritted her teeth, raised her skirt and followed Po Wang closely, Brother Yun came to his senses and followed.

Just like that, Wang Po was in front, Pan Jinlian was in the middle, and Brother Yun was at the end. The three of them slowly climbed up the stairs. Brother Yun raised his head and wanted to look up. Unexpectedly, it was Pan Jinlian's two strong calves, which were so white. It's called Brother Yun, who was distracted all of a sudden.

"These two long legs are enough for three years."

Brother Yun couldn't help swallowing, because he was greedy for the beauty in front of him, he crawled even slower. The Wang Po in front had already leaned out half of her body, and saw that Wu Dalang's hair was disheveled, his back was facing him, and he was weakly holding a pole to beat him. bed board.

But there was no one on the bed, only a quilt that was always covered, which had been beaten dirty by Wu Dalang.

"I hit...I hit..." Wu Dalang groaned in his throat, and the movements of his hands had turned into mechanical dancing.

Wang Po stood up on tiptoe, stretched out her hand and waved lightly to the back, which meant that you come up quickly.

Seeing Wang Po's gesture, Pan Jinlian climbed up gently and stood beside Wang Po; while Brother Yun's eyes blurred, his two beautiful calves suddenly disappeared, and he cursed secretly, "Damn it", and slowly climbed up.

When he came up, Brother Yun saw Wu Dalang's madness, he couldn't help being startled, slipped his foot, fell down the stairs, and let out a scream, but fortunately, Pan Jinlian was quick and quick, and grabbed Brother Yun's hand , The two sides competed and pulled Brother Yun up.

Brother Yun was still in shock, he wasn't too afraid that he almost rolled down the stairs, but because he took the opportunity to feel the softness of Pan Jinlian's palm, he almost lost his mind.

It doesn't matter that Brother Yun exclaimed, Wu Dalang shrugged his shoulders and was about to turn around. In desperation, Wang Po slapped Wu Dalang on the back of the head with the rolling pin in her hand.

This rolling pin is made of a thick bamboo tube, it is polished smooth, and it is not heavy. In addition, although Wang Po is audacious, when she first saw Wu Dalang's crazy appearance, her hands became soft, so although there was a muffled sound when she knocked, But it's not serious.

I saw Wu Dalang was startled by the knock, and turned around immediately. When the three of them saw it, Wu Dalang's front was covered by his hair, and most of his eyes were covered, so he couldn't see what his eyes were like, but his face was covered with hair. Sweat and hair stick to the face, as if wearing a mask full of hair, very scary!

"You Ma Boliu, you dare to hit me!" Wu Dalang yelled, and the effect was very good in conjunction with the current scary appearance. Somehow, he recognized Wang Po all of a sudden, and he was about to hit Wang Po with a pole in his hand.

If this blow hits the real place, Wang Po will have a concussion at the very least. Seeing that Wu Dalang was not knocked unconscious, and seeing Wu Dalang's appearance, even his legs are weak. She wanted to parry with the rolling pin in her hand, but she also raised Can't get up.

Pan Jinlian at the side saw that the situation was critical, so she didn't care so much, snatched the rolling pin from Wang Po, jumped up, slapped Wu Dalang on the forehead and slapped it down hard!

Pan Jinlian didn't have much strength at first, but she got used to using this rolling pin every day, and it was very smooth. In addition, she was impatient and didn't have time to think, so she unknowingly used all her strength!

This jumping action is because Pan Jinlian usually does not have enough strength when rolling the noodles, so she often jumps up to add her own weight!

With a muffled sound of "Bald!", Wu Dalang dropped the pole and fell back. Pan Jinlian's stroke was so cruel that even the rolling pin was shot with a crack. At the same time, Pan Jinlian was unable to hold the rolling pin due to the shock. I don't know where I flew to.

Wu Dalang's forehead quickly turned from blue to red, and from red to purple, with a big bump on his head. Even Wang Po and Brother Yun gasped when they saw it. Wu Dalang is not worth it.

"This time I'm going to shoot my own forehead, so I'm going to kill myself!" Brother Yun touched the sweat on his forehead, regretting that he had peeked at the scenery under Pan Jinlian's skirt just now, if Pan Jinlian noticed it, he would say Maybe he is dead by now.

Although Pan Jinlian patted Wu Dalang down, she herself sat limply on the floor, and it took a long time to say something: "Mother, what should I do next? I have lost all strength."

"Liu Niang, you seem to have used your strength... a little too much." Wang Po smiled wryly: "Let's see if the person is still alive or not."

"Brother Yun, come and help me, and carry Wu Da to the bed."

Brother Yun's hands and feet were also weak, so he and Wang Po lifted Wu Dalang off the floor and dragged him to the bed after a long time. Wang Po grabbed Wu Dalang's hand, felt for his pulse, and lay on Wu Dalang's chest I listened.

"Godmother, how is it?" Pan Jinlian sat on the floor and asked weakly.

"I'm still alive, I'm fine!" Wang Po raised her head, and told Brother Yun to fetch a basin of water downstairs, found a scarf and threw it on Wu Dalang's swollen forehead, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Liu Niang, fortunately you are not strong enough. If someone dies, how can I explain it when Wu Er comes back?" Wang Po was very worried as she sat by the bed.

Pan Jinlian struggled to stand up and found a chair to sit on: "My family was also in a hurry just now, if you don't hit this stick, I'm afraid you, godmother..."

Brother Yun stood in the middle, looked at Po Wang, and then at Pan Jinlian: "Brother Dalang wakes up later, what should we do?"

"Based on my experience, this kind of crazy person will forget the previous things after waking up." Wang Po thought for a while and said:

"If Wuhan University wakes up and asks about the big bag on the forehead, you will say that he accidentally rolled down the stairs and smashed it himself."

"However, there is one point. When asked by Wuhan University, you must speak the same words, and you can't say anything wrong. It's better that Wuhan University is full of suspicion, and if you don't do it, you will get sick."

"Naturally, I know." Pan Jinlian sighed, "I'd better go to the herbal medicine store and get him a soothing prescription for him to eat."

Brother Yun didn't expect that he would make such a big deal out of a mistake in judgment, so he had to find an excuse and leave first.

Wu Dalang, with a big bag on his forehead, is still lying unconscious on the bed...