pussy is bad

Chapter 120

But if it is true, this kind of title generally exists between true friends. It seems that Hua Po and this old man have a good friendship.

"Come to catch up with you, can't you?" After letting go of the old man, Hua Po replied with a smile.

But the old man rolled his eyes, showing an angry look on his face, and said: "Don't fool me, last time you came to see me, you cheated away the evil sword that I spent many years refining, come on, this time What are you trying to trick me with?"

"What are you talking about, am I that kind of person?" Hua Po smiled slyly.

The old man was speechless for a moment.

And the old man said the Evil Sword, which reminded me of the Evil Sword given to me by Hua Po, so I couldn't help but suspect that the Evil Sword was made by this old man, right?
That is to say... Hua Po is going to help me cheat the Xi Minghua in his hand this time...

poor old man.

"Who is this girl?" The old man suddenly pointed at me and asked.

"Oh, I almost forgot about her," Hua Po patted her forehead and said, "Come here, Le Ling, this is you, Daoist Liu Qing."

I quickly walked up to the old man with the wine in my hand: "Hi, Mr. Liu Qingdao, this is my heart."

But the old man didn't take the wine in my hand, he just looked at me, then at the woman, narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and said: "It's tricky, I won't take this wine."

"What a cat, this is my granddaughter. I thought of you being lonely in this mountain, so I brought her to see you. You're still biting Lu Dongbin." Hua Po rolled her eyes and said "angryly" .

"What you said is true?" The old man seemed a little convinced.

"Of course it's true. You and I have known each other for so many years, how can I still lie to you?" Hua Po gave him another look and said.

I was a little stunned, I didn't expect that the always mysterious woman would be so proficient in picking up the calf, it's really unbelievable.

"Is she your grandmother?" the old man asked me.

Naturally, I have to cooperate with Hua Po, after all, she is going to help me steal the Xi Ming Hua from the old man.

As a result, the old man said to me: "You really have no vision."

"What are you talking about? What does it mean to recognize me as a grandma without eyesight?" Hua Po was really impatient this time, and said angrily.

"It's just that you have no vision, what do you want." The old man refused to admit his cowardice.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, old boy, you have grown up." Hua Po took a step back, holding the crutch with both hands, as if she was going to hit the old man with the stick.

Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, I quickly stood between the two of them: "Everyone calms down their anger, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, why did we start arguing as soon as we met?"

Only then did Hua Po put down her crutches and said, "Look, my granddaughter is so sensible, and when I look at you, she doesn't even accept her wishes."

"You... just pick it up!"

The old man snatched the two bottles of wine from my hand.

At this time, I saw the sly look in the eyes of the old woman, and I was happy, the old man had finally been caught.

The so-called short hand, the old man's attitude suddenly improved a lot, and invited us into the main room, which is the living room in modern parlance.

The furnishings in the main room are simple, outdated, and messy. You can imagine how casual this old man is living alone.

The old man beckoned us to sit around a table.

"Xiao Liuzi, you haven't been out of this mountain for more than ten years?" Hua Po asked at this time.

"What's the matter?" the old man replied.

Um, this old man has lived alone in the mountains and forests for more than ten years.

"Then you haven't tasted the wine brewed outside for more than ten years?" Hua Po asked.

The old man nodded, looked at the two bottles of wine I gave him, and said, "Indeed, I've never seen such a package before, and the outside world must have changed forever."

"Why don't you take a cup and taste it, and see if it's different from the wine in this Miao Village?" Hua Po laughed.

I was taken aback again, what the hell is Hua Po doing?

"That's right, I'll get the cup, you guys sit here for a while." The old man said.

After saying that, he left the main room to get a cup.

At this time, Hua Po blinked at me and said: "This old man is good at drinking, but he can't hold it at all. He can pour it almost in one glass, and the old man Xi Minghua can't hand it over easily, so he can only think about it after getting him drunk." What, do you understand?"

My eyes lit up, I nodded immediately, and said, "I understand, I just want to feed him in different ways."

"The little girl is smart." She laughed.

"But, he is an old man after all, so it's not good for me, a junior, to pour him over?" I hesitated.

"If there's anything wrong, just listen to me." She said.

At this time, the old man came over with three two-two wooden cups.

He put the glass on the table in the main room, and said, "Let the old man taste the wine outside."

As he spoke, he unpacked a bottle of wine, and then unscrewed the bottle cap. Instead of pouring the wine directly, he just brought his nose to sniff it, and said, "The smell is not bad."

Then he poured wine into the three glasses, one full and the other two only up to the bottom.

"As for you, just drink a little with me, anyway, you are used to drinking this wine." He pushed the two wooden cups that were only covered at the bottom to me and Hua Po.

"Look at how stingy you are." Hua Po scolded with a smile.

I don't care, and I don't like to drink this liquor.

The old man ignored Hua Po's words, and after tightening the bottle cap, he picked up his own glass of wine, took a sip after sniffing the smell, and then his eyes lit up: "Not bad, not bad, a bit strong."

"Yeah, do you like it?" Hua Po laughed.

The old man nodded, drank a little more, smashed his mouth, savored it carefully, and then took another sip. After drinking five or six sips in a row, he realized that the flower woman and I were just looking at him.

"You drink too, not just me," he said.

"Drinking only? How about something to eat with wine?" Hua Po said.

The old man patted his head: "That's right, I'll get some peanuts and pickled radishes."

With that said, he got up and left the main room.

Hua Po is going to lead him step by step into the abyss of drinking too much.

I couldn't help but lament that Hua Po turned out to be a black-bellied master, and she had to create a reason if she didn't have a reason to drink.

Not long after, the old man brought a plate of peanuts and a plate of pickled radishes.

This pickled radish is the kind of white radish that is cut into strips, dried in the sun, and then pickled in an earthen jar with chili or other seasonings. It is spicy and salty. My grandma used to make this when I was a child. not bad.

With something to go with the wine, the old man drank more and more, while the flower lady and I just agreed, sipping a little from time to time.

Soon, the old man drank a whole glass and became more talkative. After pouring himself another glass, he stood up vigorously, but he walked around behind me and said in a confused way: "I tell you Ah, I'm here alone... Huh!"

Suddenly, he grabbed the back of my neck inexplicably, and his eyes moved over. I was so startled that I immediately jumped up, hid aside, and asked, "What are you doing?"

He squinted at me, his eyes shining brightly, not knowing what was wrong.

At the same time, I thought of the two small holes on my neck bitten out by the female corpses of Yanhuo Village, that is, my corpse in the previous life.

(End of this chapter)