Sister Flower's Bodyguard

Chapter 184 Ice Cube?

An ice block that was a full head higher than Pan Hong stood in front of Pan Hongsheng, so that now Pan Hongsheng had to look up to see how thick the top ice was.

It's not that he is so stupid that he doesn't know how to look at the side, but because at least from his perspective, the entire ice cube is approximately a cube!

"Damn, what are you using it for so big? This old man wants me to make ice sculptures?" Pan Hongsheng frowned and muttered to himself, looked around but found that there were no tools.

"That's not for making ice sculptures, Junior Brother." The little boy looked at Pan Hongsheng, covered his mouth and said with a smirk.

"Go, play with it." Pan Hongsheng said impatiently, and finally jumped and sat on the ice, thinking about how to get out of this ghostly place.

This calf needs to calm down now. After all, he was thrown into such a wild place with no village and no shop behind him for no reason. He was accompanied by a child with a bigger fart, and the most important thing was that he didn't know what he needed to do. When can I get out of here!

This is the scariest thing, after all, there are still two little girls waiting for him in the Hongzhushan Hotel.

Sighing, Pan Hongsheng felt that he had been wronged, turned his head and looked at the wheezing little boy punching, and couldn't help but sneered.

"What are you laughing at, Junior Brother?" The little boy looked at Pan Hongsheng and said.

"I'll go to your grandma, why don't you say something again?" Pan Hongsheng had already given the maximum amount of patience to this 'hairy' boy who made rude remarks. After all, this is the old man's apprentice. not going.

"You..." The little boy pouted and didn't know what to say. After all, in his stubborn cognition, the only ones that could be brought here by his master were his apprentices, and since he was the first, he should naturally be the senior.

"What me, I tell you, call me brother, call me brother Sheng!" Pan Hongsheng said with a smile.

"I won't call you! Not only I won't call you, but I won't tell you what Master asked you to do, you just wait here to suffer from the cold!" Looking at Pan Hongsheng's unscrupulous eyes, the little boy was a little 'haired'. Shivered for no reason, then walked towards the small bamboo house.

"Don't, you have something to say, brother, this is a lot of fun, really!"

Hearing that the child didn't tell him how to get out, Pan Hongsheng became anxious now. Although he didn't even bring a piece of paper with him, he still looked at him with sincere eyes.

Deep eyes and a shy smile, this is how this little kid defines Pan Hongsheng as an animal. After all, even a 30-year-old woman can be fooled. If he can't fool a teenage boy, Pan Hongsheng simply finds a rock by himself. Can be killed.

"What fun do you have?" The little boy asked in surprise, with a shy smile on his face.

"You tell brother how to get out of here first."

The tug of war begins.

"Okay, okay, just watch." After asking each other for nearly ten sentences, Pan Hongsheng suddenly found that the little boy was staring at him with vigilant eyes, as if seeing a liar, and he pursed his mouth without saying a word, but Pan Hongsheng could only helplessly flip through his trouser pockets, and then took out a five-cent steel coin.

"Here, this is fun." Pan Hongsheng handed it to the little boy.

"How about five cents?" Looking at Pan Hongsheng in surprise, the little boy scratched his head and asked.

This is just a child who doesn't know how to eat shit. If he is a little older, he will kick Pan Hongsheng to death.

"Look, you guess he's in my hand."

The corner of her mouth twitched, and Pan Hongsheng said in her heart, how the hell do I know how to play!

Thinking in his heart, Pan Hongsheng fell to the left and right, then stretched out both hands and asked.

"In this hand!" The little boy pointed to Pan Hongsheng's right hand and said.

"Wrong!" Shaking the coin in his left hand, Pan Hongsheng pretended to be happy and laughed, but the little boy blinked in confusion and stopped talking.

"Guess again this time!" Pan Hongsheng seemed to be very playful, sitting on the ground with the little boy, and asked again with his hands outstretched.

"Still on the right!"

This time the little boy looked very seriously, but Pan Hongsheng still took out the fifty-cent coin from his left hand, and then smiled smugly.

Then...

Guess wrong, guess wrong, guess wrong!

The little boy never got it right once!

Finally, Pan Hongsheng couldn't bear it anymore and said: "If you can't guess it, you have to practice. Now tell me how to get out, and I will tell you how to play, and then you can just play here by yourself."

"Really? You taught me?" the little boy asked innocently.

"I swear, I will never lie to you." Pan Hongsheng said solemnly.

"Okay, smash that piece of ice with your fist, and the master will come and take you down the mountain. Now it's up to you to teach me!" The little boy pointed to the ice that Pan Hongsheng had been looking at for a long time on tiptoe.

"I'll poke it, is it real or not? Use a fist for such a big ice?" Pan Hongsheng said with a breath of snowy air.

It's winter now, and the ice has been frozen as hard as iron. The old man actually let himself smash the ice with his fists. Isn't this an international joke? Besides, there is so much ice around, is it possible? Are these meant to be smashed?

"What do you think it's used for?" The little boy pouted and said, "Did you see that over there?"

Stretching out his finger, Pan Hongsheng saw a large pile of sparse ice scum, which seemed to have been placed for a while, and had been completely frozen together with the snow on the ground.

"This is what I broke against the wall last time. This time I want to break this piece!" Stretching out his hand and pointing again, Pan Hongsheng saw that the direction the little boy was pointing was actually on the edge of his own piece of ice.

——The second smallest ice cube, and the first smallest ice cube is the one that Pan Hongsheng wants to break!

"Hey, um, how about this, I'll teach you how to play with one yuan, and you help me smash mine too?" Pan Hongsheng said in a seductive manner.

"No, I'm still struggling. Tell me how to make others guess wrong!" Shaking his head, the little boy was not fooled.

"The reason is very simple. I have two [-]'mao's. I have one in each hand. I pour them back and forth. In fact, I have them in both hands. If you guess it's in the right hand, I will stretch out the left hand." Pan Hongsheng made a demonstration. Said.

"Are you lying to me?" the little boy said angrily.

"No, no, it's magic, and it's the same way for a dollar!"

Pan Hongsheng patted his thigh and laughed loudly, but suddenly stopped his mouth at the next moment, as if he was jealous of the avalanche in this place.

"***, it's all about tricks, I want to see what you can do!"

Not far away, an old man in a Chinese tunic suit twitched his mouth, then let out an angry snort, and drifted away like a gust of cold wind.