If he could talk to the black mother, the old master would have opened his mouth a long time ago, and could he have waited silently until now? Mengqi is a goose, and he knows what to say, of course, the premise of babble is that the place is safe, and if he says the wrong thing, he won't cause trouble. At this point, he was visibly nervous, and since he couldn't figure out what to say, it was best to keep his mouth shut.

Besides, the current situation, on the lively street, the onlookers are interested in eating melons, but for some reason, a group of troublemakers led by Brother Meng appeared, greedily trying to snatch the puppets, Mengqi honestly couldn't figure out the situation, but fortunately, the old master was an experienced old Jiang and knew how to cooperate with the black mother, so that the black mother had a little more confidence.

After seeing what Mengqi wrote in his hand, the old master secretly pondered and soon had a plan. He had an expressionless old face, maintaining the stereotype of the old principal of Jixia Academy, as if he was outside, but the constant rolling of his eyes showed that he knew better than anyone else. Suzaku Street was crowded with people and very noisy, but only the black mother could read the secret words hidden in the old man's eyes. The poor students from the rich village had been fighting with the old master in class for so long, and he could understand what the old master was muttering in his heart without speaking.

Just exchange a look at random, and the two will understand each other's meaning, and there is no need to use their mouths at all.

The black mother and the old master only looked at each other for about ten seconds, and Brother Meng had already discussed it with the apprentices, and there was no suspicion for the time being. Mao Yu'er helped Mao Shrimp win back the master's trust, and the master did not delay the big thing because of the suspicion of the second apprentice, which shows that the key figure is the big apprentice, as long as there is a person who knows the reason to mediate, whether it is a stupid and stupid master, or a smart boy who is clever and misunderstood, he can avoid internal strife and work together to deal with the stranger in front of him.

Hei Mu also threw away the old master in time, and said to Brother Meng: "Big brother, you must have the final say on this street, if my words are wrong, it is estimated that the big guy will have to be coaxed." You see, if no one says anything, it's a tacit acquiescence! We didn't understand the rules when we first arrived, and we offended the three of them, which is really damned. It was not an enemy in the first place, but it was a tie for no reason, this thing was too unjust, if we could turn the war into a jade silk with you, it was really a blessing after our bad luck. I finished talking about the sunspot just now, you have to be willing to adopt it, we will disappear from your eyes immediately, and go elsewhere to find a way to survive, you still have ideas, please hurry up and say it now, and let the neighbors on the street talk about a few strangers together, so how about relieving your anger? ”

Brother Meng was counting on scaring and scaring the black mother, forcing him and the two to flee with their heads in their hands, get out of Suzaku Street, and ask the shrimp to stir up, thinking that he had added new trouble, but now he can still succeed, how can he be willing to renew the branches?

Besides, the people who eat melons didn't understand what was going on, so they just blindly came over to watch the excitement, and saw that it was Brother Meng and other three local snakes who were gathered in the circle, and everyone was silent. Ordinary people, who dares to provoke them easily? However, the black mother's mouth is too dexterous, and in a few words, it will change from the losing side to the dominant side, so that people can't admire him.

So the men in the crowd were going to echo the voice, and followed Brother Meng to teach the outsiders a few words, and patted the sycophants, but at this time he changed the tone, some people said that it was not a big deal, and they made it clear that the origin was clear, and they agreed to honor Jin Shengtang, so there was no need to continue to make trouble, and some people were kind-hearted and kind-hearted, shouting at the jugglers, persuading Brother Meng to turn a big thing into a small matter, and it seemed that it was for Jin Shengtang's people to go down the steps, but in fact, it swept Brother Meng's prestige, and made him angry.

When you get the doll that you want to get, you should be satisfied, and the onlookers ran to help again, and Brother Meng was a little embarrassed. In addition, the brain melon seeds are really not good, and I am really not happy to let him go immediately. Why is his defeat more than him?

Mao Yu'er's eyes were bright, and he patted the little head of Mao Shrimp and smiled: "Fighting over and fighting, isn't it just whether the little black brothers should stay on Suzaku Street, or go to the deserted mountains?" Master, let's just give people a face, and let them choose for themselves. If they still want to stay in the city, let them go, and if they really have bad intentions, we still have a chance to clean them up! ”

There is a point in that! No matter how stupid Brother Meng is, he has to do the same, otherwise this matter will be over. His ugly bulging eyes rolled twice, nodded and stopped talking, waving his hand to signal Mao Shrimp to stand two steps away and let go.

Finally able to go, the black mother spat out the evil breath in her chest. Originally, leaving Luban No. 7, the three of them would be able to lift their feet and leave, but who expected them to come again.

In fact, if you really want to fight with the three scoundrels, it doesn't matter if the black mother is there, but Chang'an City is a new place, they have just arrived, in order to seek talents, how can they stereotype people as street fighters? For the sake of fame, endure when you should be patient......

"Alright, Brother Chidi and Old ...... Oh, and my grandfather, let's say goodbye to a few brothers. This little doll has been with us for a long time, and he feels a little sad to throw him away......"

Hei Mu just dealt with a few words casually, and the old master followed him away without saying a word, he thought that Mengqi would do the same, but unexpectedly, the stupid boy was always ingenious, and suddenly pounced on him, and hugged Luban No. 7 with two short fat arms.

"My baby doll, I'm going to say goodbye to you in a few days after I find you, even if my parents do this kind of thing, a little hairy child like me will feel distressed, not to mention the unrighteous black brother! Fortunately, the master and teacher are kind-hearted, and no matter how sour his heart is, he will not say a word...... Friends, how unconscionable my black brother is, have you all seen it......"

"Hey, Brother Qi, who are you shouting about the Fa like this who doesn't pay attention to benevolence and righteousness? Brother, I am kind enough to protect you, but you show me ugly in public?! The black mother was so angry that her eyes were dazzled, and she didn't understand why Mengqi, who was usually quiet and honest, went crazy, and hugged Luban No. 7 to say goodbye, and scolded herself?

What's even more helpless for the black mother is that if he doesn't pull away Mengqi, he will be able to keep howling, tears hit Luban No. 7, and the wooden man will be moldy!

The old master whispered: "Brother Hei, let's not be in a hurry to leave At this time, the two of them have become brothers, you can drag him away." After a few hours, he stopped howling. ”

"Oh, since the old grandfather has spoken, of course I have to do it......" Hei Mu made a helpless expression, but secretly thought, why did he call his master grandfather, and Mengqi also called him Master Teacher, isn't this generation chaotic?

Feeling uncomfortable, things have to be done, the black mother walked up and grabbed Mengqi with one hand, pulled the puppet with the other, and forcibly separated the two of them, who knew that the palm of the puppet was cold, and he felt that he was holding a small piece of hardwood.