CHAPTER XXIII

The man frowning and pinching the spoon raised his eyes in displeasure, his gaze like a sword.

"The deity is eating, what cats and dogs come to disturb the deity, is the four waters returning to the latrine, come if you want." After speaking, Wan Li withdrew his eyes, his expression was solemn, and said to the peach saint: "You have no merit, and you are not subject to the suffering of giving birth to children, so it is good to eat the medicinal food of the hanging pot." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Be. โ€

Yes, what else can I say.

In the matter of Zhao Chengcheng, the eyes of the Divine Venerable are not much bigger than the true tip.

Breaking the waves and retreating, how to say it He now knows in his heart that a fish can be cared for a few meals, Zhao Chengcheng not only Yuan Wuji can't be provoked, but the entire four waters are unified.

She is the person on the tip of God's heart.

"Sister Zhao, ask Mi Po and say, Cishan sent someone to ask for a meeting." A tube ran into the yard, Zhao Chengcheng was making meat foam in the kitchen, a cradle covered with a gauze tent was placed in the yard, the little baby was waving his hand, the bell on his wrist was swinging with the movement, tinkling, and a few black-feathered chicks stood on the edge of the cradle, catering to the accompaniment of the twittering of the jewels.

Giggles, the laughter of the orb ripples in the courtyard, and the jade bead falls on the silver plate as crisply.

A tube unconsciously lightened his steps, and the person behind the stove didn't seem to hear, he walked over and said again: "Boss, someone has been sent from Cishan." โ€

"What are you doing, you can accept the gift, and use a broom to beat me out of the land." After tasting a mouthful of meat foam juice and adding a handful of sugar, he raised his hand to wave away the fireworks on the stove, and looked at the people who wanted to speak and stopped, Zhao Chengcheng said suspiciously: "You have collected other people's benefit fees." โ€

Yiguan hurriedly clarified: "How can it be, it was recommended by Young Master Mo." โ€

"Then I'll wait until I'm done cooking."

"Boss, what do you think of people putting down dishes, you can go to Young Master Mo's business, and I will report you and say that you will receive benefits." One tube was treated differently, and he expressed dissatisfaction.

It just so happened that Zhao Chengcheng specialized in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction: "I don't look at people, I look at face, do you look as good as Mo Hongqian." โ€

The cold words hurt people in June's cold, and he covered the little heart that was hit with a tube, and said miserably: "Boss, how can you tell the truth." After saying that, he ran out and cried.

"I said love would disappear, young man, you're too young." She crossed her waist, a little proud.

Dart game.

Mo Hongqian arranged the guests of the Cishan faction in his own house, and when Zhao Chengcheng entered the dart game with the treasure beads, they had already eaten and were drinking tea in the main hall.

An old man and three young people came, all of them men, wearing blue robes, wearing gold and jade leather belts around their waists, the older ones had a square appearance, and the young man's facial features were rough and hard.

"Orb is making trouble again?" When Mo Hongqian saw someone coming, he took the jewel into his arms and let Zhao Chengcheng loosen his shoulders.

Zhao Chengcheng actually didn't want to bring the jewel, there was a nurse and a black feather chicken guarding the house, nothing happened, but there seemed to be real telepathy between the mother and daughter, as soon as she walked out of the courtyard gate, the jewel cried, the chicken bean curd rushed over, the mantis arm jumped on the threshold as a car, and the wings of the small steamed bun were cocked, and Zhao Chengcheng kept chirping.

"She wants to hang on me all day." Zhao Chengcheng was speechless at the sweet burden.

Mo Hongqian skillfully patted the sleeping baby, the child had obviously just cried, the eyelashes were still choking with teardrops, the dough-like face, the small mouth was deflated, only opened his eyes slightly, looking at people with grape-like eyes, and the iron-beaten man could be soft: "Is it good for us to go to the jewel with my aunt, my aunt can miss the jewel." โ€

"The little doll looks like a strange boy." The old man complimented, and the three young men echoed.

The young man holding the child looked at Zhao Chengcheng with a weak heart, and Zhao Chengcheng asked him to carry the child in first, with a look of no intention of explaining that he wanted to cut directly to the point.

Bang.

The sound of the silver bottle exploding made the broken waves and small cranes guarding the flying pavilion frightened and did not dare to look up.

Ay.

Po Lang couldn't help but complain to Zhao Chengcheng, why don't you explain, who do you think of Shenzun in front of outsiders.

He didn't have to look up to know that the god on the couch was about to come.

The man tucked his sleeves: "A good disciple of Si Nong Shenjun, he has mole-like ears and eyes."

"God, the mole is blind." The little crane has a solid heart and tells the truth.

Breaking the waves didn't have time to cover Xiaohe's mouth, out of past friendship, he could only defend Yuan useless with the black face at the bottom of the god's pot: "Yuan is useless and his old eyes are dizzy, Zhao Chengcheng can also explain it." โ€

"Why does Zhao Chengcheng want to explain, Yuan's useless fault has to be borne by her." Some people have reached the point where they just protect indiscriminately.

"Divine Venerable, that's not what I said."

"Clumsy eyes are not allowed to say, Yuan is useless and has brains, whether he is clear, the Yuan family is separated from husband and wife, father and son do not see each other, others can't learn, less come to live by themselves, he doesn't speak well, and he wants others to bother to explain, what is the use of him to live a long life, it is not as good as a mortal with a Jiazi lifespan to understand that the fairy gate is out of him, you should be ashamed."

โ€œยทยทยทยทยทยทโ€ Po Lang now deeply feels that he is clumsy, saying that there are many mistakes, and the god looks like he wants to break the drum with the Cishan faction in front of the gong, and it is clear that he does not want to abide by the agreement with the Heavenly Monarch.

"Divine Venerable, you can still remember the agreement with the Heavenly Monarch." He originally wanted to use the Heavenly Monarch to extinguish the fire.

Unexpectedly, the words of breaking the waves were exhausted, and the eyes cast by the gods were murderous.

Wan Li naturally remembered, how could he not remember, did he need to be reminded by others at all times: "What, Tianjun has something to pass on to you?"

The agreement, the bullshit agreement, he regretted it on the day Zhao Chengcheng went back.

"No, it's just that the Divine Monarch has been innocently angry recently, and the disciple thinks that the Divine Venerable is eating Mo Hongqian's vinegar."

Wan Li narrowed his eyes dangerously, the tails of his eyes were upturned, and he seemed to be smiling and smiling at people even more sharply, breaking the waves and suddenly feeling a chill covering the heavenly spirit, and his back knees seemed to be kicked hard, and his legs were soft and kneeling on the ground, if he didn't know what the god meant, he would have lived in vain for many years.

Breaking the waves and being silent, the cold voice like the night spring fell from the top of his head, and the god said: "If you can't learn the ability to get drunk and observe words and colors, it is better to say less and listen more." โ€

"Go and summon Drunken Swim to see me."

"Yes." The little crane replied.

As soon as Drunken You Daozi and Tao Shengzi put the same crib as the treasure bead, Xiao He rushed in and pulled him to Feixie, and did not forget to remind him before entering the door: "Immortal Chief, the real person who broke the waves offended the gods, and he was still kneeling inside, you should be careful when you go in." โ€

Offended the gods, drunk You Daozi was stunned for a moment, and immediately patted Xiaohe's back, and said in a low voice: "I said the wrong thing." โ€

The crane held out his thumb.

It's not that the drunken Taoist is like a god, but it's a broken wave or a mouthful.

He walked in, and Breaking Waves had already knelt outside.

"God, drunk and begging to see." Drunken You tiptoed in, and the deputy of the Divine Venerable stood in front of the bookcase, holding the rattle that Zhao Chengcheng had left in the side hall last time.

He didn't speak, and the god venerable pinched the rattle and let out.

Thinking that he still had a full case to be reviewed, Zuiyou waited for a while, and took the initiative to step forward and say, "Divine Venerable, the disciple has something to say." โ€

"Say."

"You shouldn't actually agree to Tianjun's gambling contract, Tianjun can't take care of his own family affairs clearly, you just went to the doctor in a hurry, and found a quack." He wanted to talk about veterinarians, but when he thought about it, it was really disrespectful, so he could only change it to a slightly better word.

It's not that he arranges the Heavenly Monarch, it's telling the truth.