My Teacher is Sun Wukong

The fat man is very proud of his heart, infinite YY. He fancied to rent a house in Huadu, and let Anna live in it. Both as his underground lover and as his servant.

"Lan Lan, I don't really marry this woman. I just play on the scene and treat her as a lover. Lan Lan, my wife's position is always reserved for you." The fat man said in his heart.

The professor next to Smith is extremely depressed. The son-in-law he used to follow was John. Now, this Chinese fat man seems to want to be his son-in-law? The **** fat is a pig! His heart is dark.

"Professor Zhang Zhang, if you can't stay in the United States, you can also come to the flower city, I cover you." The fat man said to Professor Smith, "I am a rich second generation, the family is not lacking." money."

"Thank you, thank you!" Professor Smith said helplessly.

"Old man, you are not tired, nails take it, I also help you squat." Fat man said, after all, he took the nails. There was a burden on the shoulder, and a nail was pressed against the load. He actually looked relaxed.

"The trough! This dead pig was lazy before, now seeing the woman and his old man, has it become so strong?" Xiao Fei and Daban saw the spectacle.

On this road, the fat people are very dedicated to them, and the professors are more likely to be relatives than their relatives. And Xiao Fei does not care about him, so these two top experts have not suffered any more.

After more than a day of travel, the group finally arrived at the destination, in front of the Kameng cottage.

It can be seen from a distance, a huge stockade in front, standing between the mountains. The stockade is very large, just like a big city, and you can't see it at first glance. It is the cottage that they encountered before.

All the buildings inside are very old and completely different from modern high-rise buildings. If you don't know that it is now the 21st century, when you get here, you think it is ancient.

The various buildings are very ethnic, with drum-like architecture, pagoda-style architecture, and architectural art of the shack. Most are wooden structures, some are bamboo buildings, and the outside seems to be two worlds.

"What are you doing?" When several people came to the door, on the wall of the stockade, two Miaojiang men with long guns pointed at them with guns and asked loudly.

These two Miao Xinjiang men, wearing black and white embroidered robes, are also very special in a black cloak.

Here is a national autonomous region with a high degree of autonomy. The Kameng Mountain Village is the most sacred place in Miaojiang. Therefore, it is not surprising that it is an autonomous region in the autonomous region and has its own armed forces.

However, although it has its own armed forces, it cannot be too much, and it is equipped with modern weapons on a large scale. So they are not using machine guns, but rather the kind of backward, Mausers of the last century.

If the armed forces are too strong, it will easily lead to taboos in the town. After all, the autonomous region is also the land of China.

"I am Sanlin, with a few friends to travel, please let us in." Sang Lin said.

"You come in!" The guard looked at it carefully, and it turned out to be the same people, Sang Lin, so he put down the gun and said. It seems that this sanglin guide often brings people here, and the guards already know him.

After releasing, several of the gatekeepers took out their mobile phones to inform the superiors. And Sang Lin, with Xiao Fei and others into the cottage.

"Fat, we are going to find Ma Xiaoling, separate from your lover." Xiao Fei said. When they get here, they will definitely not be on the same road with Professor Smith.

"Father-in-law, wife, goodbye." The fat man said to Professor Smith and Anna, "This is my mobile number. When you are busy with things, if you don't want to go back to China, come out and look for me."

"Okay. Ok." Anna put on a smile and hurriedly agreed. Because Xiao Fei is still around, they have to perfuse fat people.

"Hurry up, so much nonsense!" Xiao Fei said. So when the fat man and the big die left, the two groups officially parted ways.

When he reached a junction, Xiao Fei took out the phone and called Ma Xiaoling.

"Flying less, you actually came here!" After receiving the phone call from Xiao Fei, Ma Xiaoling was shocked and eagerly said: "Where are you now? Remember, just stay in place, I will pick you up right away." ”

There are a lot of taboos in the Kameng cottage, and it is very dangerous. Therefore, after she heard Xiao Fei coming, she was very anxious.

"We are at the gate of the cottage, below the signboard of the silver building." However, Xiao Fei seems to be fine, said faintly. After that, I hang up the phone.

So, three people stood at the intersection and waited for Ma Xiaoling. Bored, curious and looking around. I found the Miaojiang woman here, wearing a very bright eye. Wearing all kinds of silverware all over the body, it is very gorgeous.

Most of the Miao people outside have been finished, and there is almost no difference between wearing and Han Chinese. Only in the holiday season will they be dressed. But the people here are different and still maintain the previous style.

Because here, there is no trace of localization.

Silverware is made in a variety of shapes, the most of which is a silver helmet. A round helmet with two pointed horns. Miaojiang people say that their ancestors were the Chiyou victory, and the legendary Chiyou is the long horns of the head.

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"Fly, how come you?" At this moment, a girl rushed over and said to Xiao Fei.

She is not dressed like other Miao Xinjiang women, and she does not wear national costumes. Instead, he wears designer clothes and holds a delicate LV bag in his hand. She studied at the Tulip Middle School and was the one who had seen the big world.

This girl is the airport Ma Xiaoling.

"Flying less, you are here, it is simply too unexpected!" Ma Xiaoling said as soon as he came over. Xiao Fei can come to see her in a remote place where the shackles are rampant. It is indeed a very unexpected thing.

"I don't think you can't do it yet?" Xiao Fei laughed. He used to be joking with girls and eating other people's tofu.

"Fly less, in the flower city, you and I can just kidding. But here is no more than outside, you can't make fun of me. If you are heard by other men, it may be bad for you." Ma Xiaoling did not answer. But the right color said.

"That's all right." Xiao Fei said, "Yes, why didn't you take the dragon leather bag that I sent you before, but take a LV?"

"The dragon leather bag is too advanced, and the people here don't know its benefits at all." Ma Xiaoling said, "It's still a LV bag. It takes a face to get it out."

When Ma Xiaoling was in the middle school of tulips, she liked brand names very much, and she was somewhat vanity.

(End of this chapter)