Doomsday Pavilion

Dreams are a good thing, but unfortunately not everyone has it.

Lin Chou smiled faintly. He understood Huang Dashan. When he was a fart kid wearing open crotch pants, he fumbled around the alley like a mud monkey every day.

How can those stupid adults understand that he is performing a very difficult task to monitor Wu Xiaohei?

Aunt Yuzi’s house is a rich family with a senior mansion in the three alleys. She also raised a fat-skinned Wu Xiaohei. Well, this Wu Xiaohei and Lin Chou are on the same birthday. The aunt's prestige has always bullied Lin Chou. At that time, Lin Chou wanted to turn it into a fragrant dog meat pot in his dreams.

This surveillance lasted six years.

It was not until the age of twelve that Lin Chou's dream came true.

It's not that men are all eels... Bah, fickle! Then he had a new dream.

Lin Chou was twelve years old. He sat at the entrance of the alley during the hottest midday, watching the big girls and the little wives coming and going, and occasionally saw a few young big sis arrogantly.

At that time, Lin Chou had only one dream, which was very specific.

When he grows up, he must hit the alley with a stick with the whitest skin, the most beautiful, and the coolest little Big sis to go home and wash the dishes for him.

Lin Chou's cooking, small Big sis, this is a perfect match.

Dad was very uninteresting, because the person who washed the dishes for him was his grandfather, who later became Lin Chou.

The three alleys of Echo, Pythagorean, and Horse Foot are all within the rule of Aunt Yuzi and Wu Xiaohei. In addition to collecting debts and collecting taxes, Aunt Yuzi’s favorite job is to introduce what she calls "Master Evolver" to the girls from all households. "The three alleys produce dozens of hundreds of wealthy young wives a year, which has established the unshakable position of the auntie Yuzi in the three alleys, and even the people outside can respectfully call her "Wu Po".

In short, the roots are very hard.

Since the eradication of Wu Xiaohei, one of the overlords of the Three Alleys, Lin Chou has consciously been able to rival Aunt Weizi.

And, confidently believe that he can uphold justice for the hundreds of small Big sis "trafficking" out of the alley.

Until he was thirteen years old, he met her.

For the first time, Lin Chou could not have the idea of ​​knocking her home with a stick in his hand to wash the dishes.

"Hey, Little Brother, what are you doing with the stick?"

"Dangling."

The stick in Lin Chou's hand fell to the ground, and the other stick was raised high.

"Bah, little hooligan!"

Little Big sis took a mouthful, blushed, and left.

Lin Chou was intoxicated. For more than a year, he sat in the alley with a stick every day. Now, has a little Big sis finally talked to me?

Then, Lin Chou put on his cleanest clothes every day, combed her hair smoothly with saliva, and sat at the entrance of the alley, waiting for her.

Waiting, waiting, waiting, half a year later, Lin Chou saw the beautiful little Big sis again.

She was swarmed in the crowd, blowing and beating gongs and drums in unison, wearing a big red dress, exquisite big red embroidered shoes, covered with a big red hijab, and holding big red silk in her hand-one end was held in the hands of the auntie. , There are beautiful patterns embroidered on it.

It was brilliant like a fire burning.

There was also a fire burning in Lin Chou's heart.

When passing by, she also lifted the corner of her hijab and gave Lin Chou a tearful, sad smile.

The ghost knew what Lin Chou experienced in his heart at that moment.

A romantic love with auspicious clouds and peach blossom ten li has not yet begun, it is ended.

Lin Chou firmly believes that the beautiful little Big sis has been coerced by Auntie Weizi—how can a woman voluntarily be the third...Four-house wife!

This hatred will never end!

This hatred will not avenge the non-gentleman!

Later, Lin Chou's father became the spine pendant in Lin Chou's pocket.

What ambitions, what national enemies and families hate, what three lives and three generations and ten miles of peach blossoms have become ashes at the bottom of the pot.

Lin Chou just wanted to open his small restaurant quietly, making money without any consideration, comforting and moisturizing, raising three cats and two dogs, sitting and watching the glitz of the world.

Otherwise, how can you say that dreams are dreams after all, because most dreams cannot be realized.

Ever since he had this black-hearted system, he was forced to chase rabbits every day, and the wilderness, forests, and black seas were all visited by him.

Every time it takes a few days to stop, and a dozen tasks are thrown out immediately, this TM is not the Life he wants at all!

Daddy must resist...

A man with a lot of sweat and naked torso showing his muscular muscles strode into the restaurant. The visitor pointed to the blackboard.

"I want to reserve the Tomahawk steak for next Monday! Give me another jar of wine and ice!"

Keke, what did you just say, yes, make money!

Lin Chou took out a small notebook and took notes carefully, "What's your name?"

"Wandering Demon."

"Cough cough cough..." Shan Ye suddenly coughed.

The wandering demon has the ostentatiousness of a man in the wilderness, he hehe smiled, showing two teeth that are huge compared to ordinary people, "Ha, the name of daddy is only understood by people with heart."

Shan Ye nodded wildly, "There is momentum and connotation, and it matches your two-meter height and teeth!"

Lin Chou finished writing, "Don't go to places that are too dangerous these days to avoid injury. Also, try to eat lightly to ensure that the effectiveness of Tomahawk steak is maximized."

"Guaranteed to complete the task."

"Well, settle the money first."

"..."

After the wandering demon paid a deposit of 150,000 yuan, Lin Chou gave him a coconut juice of glutinous rice and golden coconut with ice cubes.

"Gifts, no renewals."

The wandering demon smiled bitterly while pinching the two-half white cup with two fingers.

Shan Ye said with some envy, "This is the first time I see Brother Lin where I can drink free drinks."

Lin Sorrow's voice came from behind, "There is well water in the backyard. It's cold."

"Hey, hey, I said, Brother Lin, you are making a distinction, which is not good!"

Lin Chou didn't pay attention to him. He didn't come back for a few days. There were too many things to prepare.

Process the white striped chicken, pickle and slice the toothy wolf sashimi, boil the sea stone flower, and give the plants a ration.

Fortunately, he still has a black-tech fresh-keeping cabinet, no matter how long it takes to put things in, and then take them out, they will still be as fresh as ever.

After I finished it, I blanched myself with a bowl of pig blood soup, and tore a few chicken spruce fungus filaments into it, and the fragrance was overflowing immediately.

Huang Dashan sniffed and shouted, "Hey, brother Lin, what did you get that smells so fragrant? His, so fragrant! Why is your pig blood soup different from the one you drank, daddy protest!!!"

Lin Chou glanced at Lord Shan faintly, "I'm the boss, so I can make a small stove for myself. Isn't it normal?"

Shan Ye thought for a while, there is nothing wrong with this, but...

"I want pig blood soup too, add that thing to me too!"

Lin Chou smiled and nodded immediately, "It's okay, three threads of chicken fungus, ten thousand circulation points."

The old man squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

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