The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate

Chapter 38 Dishes Agreement

"Are you here for the Four Spirits?"

Even though Gu Qingqiao's mind was countless, he never thought that Ruan Siqiong would split his head and cover his face.

She looked at Ruan Siqiang, silent.

As the saying goes, the enemy does not move. I do not move. When the enemy moves, I must not move.

"You want that Aoki figure sword?" Ruan Siqiong saw her like this, just smiling, very happy.

"Little Qiao doesn't understand what Uncle said?"

She raised her head and stared, posing an official harmless expression that had not been used for a long time.

Ruan Siqiong slightly pursed her sleeves: "Still wanting to hide it? Isn't the nine-voice unvoiced bell of one of the four spirits in your hand?"

Qing Qiao felt only a buzz in his head and his whole body was paralyzed.

"I ..." She opened her mouth and shed tears before speaking.

There are countless dark shadows passing quickly from her mind-dungeons, Xiaoqiang, white-brow heroes, poison, and ... Duan Yu who has been smiling.

She didn't know what to say, she didn't know the origin of the bracelet? Or explain why you are looking for the Four Spirits?

All of this came too quickly, completely off guarding her.

However, before she finished complaining, she heard Ruan Siqiong smiled and said, "I don't tell you, in fact, I really want to see the Aoki humanoid sword. Why not let me help you?"

Oops.

The peaks turn, and the willow blossoms.

The so-called car must have a road in front of the mountain, there must be a Toyota car on the road, Gu Qingqiao once again raised his head and stared, completely dumbfounded.

"... Aoki humanoid sword is the treasure of the school in Xiling Town. The uncle is the next head, but what words do he need to cheat Xiao Qiao?"

For a long time, she trembled with such a sentence.

Please do n’t lie to me. Even though I am a modern woman, I can never be strong enough to withstand the tricks of your ancient fossils!

After Ruan Siqiong lost his hands, his face didn't understand my sad expression: "Why lie to you? My Ruan Qiqiong has no intention of being a saint and doesn't want to maintain anything. As long as I am happy, all dogmas can be broken."

He sighed and turned his face to the sky: "Little girl, when you reach my age, you will understand that life is no fun, how terrible and sad it is."

"Do you know the whereabouts of the Aoki humanoid sword?"

Halfway, Qing Qiao spoke again, completely compromised.

"I don't know." Ruan Siqiang shook his head. "But it will be easier for me to find it for you."

"That's right." Qing Qiao nodded in agreement, and a look of precaution immediately rose in his eyes. "But what exactly do you want from me?"

With a sigh, Ruan seemed to laugh scornfully.

"Except for some organs, I see what I have, and don't try to catch up in your life."

Qing Qiao's face was red and angry: "I have athlete's foot, do you have it?"

Ruan looked like he wasn't changing his face, smiling with a smile: "Sure enough, it's interesting to find the sword with you."

Qing Qiao told himself in his heart that he should ignore his arrogance, took a deep breath, and asked, "How do you know that I would attack the Tibetan Pavilion by night?"

Ruan Siqiang raised his corners of his mouth and waved his sleeve gently.

Fluttering, the parrots spread their wings and landed on his arms.

"Have you ever heard parrots learn tongues?" Ruan Siqiong smiled at her and turned to Manadona and said, "Come on, good boy, tell me."

"... By the way, now the Buddhist scripture pavilion of this temple is about to be completed, and I hope the girl will give her the word."

"Master, I've written a lot for you, why do you give a word to a temple now?"

"The girl's identity is special, and a little more words can help me quietly for thousands of years."

"... The master said it very well. Since it is a temple sutra, there are four words that are more appropriate-'Harvard College', let the master use it."

"What is 'Harvard'?"

"'Harvard' just likes Buddha very much, likes it very much, it's like extreme."

"Master, slow! I wonder if Xiao Qiao was lucky enough to step into the Scripture Pavilion?"

"Of course not. The Tibetan scripture hall is a place of great importance to Buddhists, and no one is allowed to enter unless he is a monk."

"Oh, there are few people in that place when it's ugly.

"Thank you, Master!"

Mana as a man and Dona as a woman will repeat the words of her and Master Manman that day.

No word is bad, no word is missing.

After Qing Qiao listened quietly, the cold hair all over his body stood up, clear-cut.

"If I weren't bored, I wouldn't keep pets." Ruan Siqiong sighed. "I also waste a lot of time on them."

At the end, don't forget to wink at Xiao Qiao: "Look, although I know your secret, don't you know me now? How fair."

Qing Qiao had nothing to say, and the five bodies had long admired it.

Soon dawn, under the blue ink curtain, two black shadows, one tall and one short, are walking towards the temple.

"Actually, I have a question."

"You say, wherever I can answer, I know everything and everything."

"How old are you ...?"

"What? This should be more than one round for you."

"Wow, so old!"

"Where and where, man thirty, is the golden age."

"I have a question too."

"You said."

"Do you really have athlete's foot?"

"..."

"You don't have to be shy, girl feelings are always poetic, and twisting is normal ..."

"I do not have!"

Endured anger, interrupted in a hurry.

There was a moment of silence, and the two had gone a long way again, and in a blink of an eye it was already at the door of the Xiling faction.

"Sincerely, pay attention to personal hygiene ..."

Before leaving, Leng Buding's advice sounded.

Snapped!

Gu Qingqiao thought to himself that this must be the sound of a broken blue tendon on his forehead.

Seven days have passed, and her injuries gradually improved with Ruan Siqiong's careful treatment. The area of ​​vomiting blood has changed from the original Indian dumplings to today's sesame crackers. Ruan Siqiong said with confidence that when the coughed blood shrank to a large piece of pepper on the sesame cake, Gu Qingqiao was healed.

During the treatment, all the disciples came to explore the legendary lucky sister-in-law with various excuses-because of her injuries, she enjoyed Ruan Siqiong's daily solicitation. This is a rare and unexpected thing! Everyone wants to see Fang Rong, and at the same time, get a smile.

Because there are too many people visiting the door every day, Qing Qiao had to ask Lu Huahua to paint a sign hanging at the door: "Only to see guests at the time of application, a scent of incense is available on a first-come-first-served basis, and the deadline is not overdue."

With this move, she instantly became the champion of Xiling, and her speed was unmatched.

"... Well, it's been a long time since I passed the title of Guanyin in the pork world ..."

The day of healing was over, Ruan Siqiong suddenly heard Gu Qingqiao muttering to himself in front of the bed.

She seemed to think of something and looked out of the window, looking a little lost.

"Enjoy?" He stepped out of bed and began to wash his hands slowly. "It's a rare celebrity."

"It's the exact opposite." Qing Qiao shook his head lightly. "In my opinion, celebrities are one of the poorest races. All of them have been exposed to the public eye. It's difficult, what fun?"

"Those who get things done are informal." Ruan Siqiong took off Sipa and wiped his palms with gentle movements.

"What's the big deal? What's the big deal?" Qing Qiao sighed, and put the quilt on his face. "I just want to make a cabbage in the sun ~~"

Ruan looked at her resentment and laughed, "I don't think you look like an ordinary person."

This sentence happened to pierce Qing Qiao's pain. She jumped up, grabbed the pillow and smashed at him: "Xinkou, river and lake warlock!"

Ruan seemed to be on one side, easily avoiding the attack.

"The face is not necessarily accurate. Why don't I help you look at the palm?" He was annoyed and offered constructive suggestions.

Qing Qiao froze, I thought I had seen the living deity of Kongkong, I forgive you for not being more explosive than him.

So he spread his hands, and said fiercely: "Men left and right, don't get in the wrong direction!"

Ruan Qiqiong grabbed her hand, her fingertips began to glide slowly along the contours of the five fingers, brushed the thumb, forefinger, middle finger, ring finger ... finally stayed in the palm.

He was silent for a while, and started to walk along the palm print again, his nails gently scratching her palm.

Although Qing Qiao felt itchy, he didn't dare to say anything, so he forced to bite his lower lip.

After a long time, he pulled his hand back and looked sideways into the distance, sighing.

"How?" Qing Qiao was so frightened by his heavy, was he fateful?

"To be honest, I'm disappointed, very disappointed."

Ruan Siqiang turned his head and couldn't hide his sadness: "I have touched you for so long, haven't you noticed that I'm taking advantage of you ?!"

This day, finally ended the daily "Strange Uncle Fighting Pseudo Loli", Gu Qingqiao walked back weakly.

Along the way, she recognized her many Xiling disciples, timidly shrank and pointed at her, and boldly stepped forward to say hello to her.

"Healing is back? Shimei is working hard!" Three points envy Seven points jealous.

"Where." She hurried back carefully, "serving Xiling!"

As soon as she entered and left the three halls, the yard was crowded with people, and her voice was full of fright, which made her jump.

"What's the cause of panic?" She pointed, holding the seventh teacher who was passing by in a hurry, "Master Mofei suddenly found that he had pocks on his face?"

"It's more serious than that!" Sister Qi Shi could not hide her face when she saw her. "It's the head of his old man who doesn't know which one is right. He decided to recruit disciples in the public! They are all elites. We have two places away from the three halls. Now everyone is waiting in line to register! "

"What's so weird about this?" Qing Qiao pouted. "Isn't it just picking someone down the mountain, so nervous?"

"Little sister, you are too simple! I'm so ignorant!"

Sister Qishi shook her shoulder hard, hating iron and steel: "Do you know who the examiner is? Uncle Ruan, Uncle Ruan! Do you know how long this is going to take? Two months, two months, two months! Listen! He said he would go out, and all the schools were crazy, all hoping to go with him !! "

"This, so exaggerated ..." Qing Qiao was foamed by the dizziness she shook.

"Oh, Xiao Shimei is here." Lu Huahua's voice sounded at the right time, saving her from the heat and danger.

"Brother Lu ..." Qing Qiao turned to look at him, unable to help but startled again: "How did you change your hairstyle?" Like a mushroom!

"Hey, I personally think that this will be a little better in the selection." Lu Huahua scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Cooing, Qing Qiao swallowed a drool.

"By the way, Xiaoshimei is not ready to sign up? Now apart from the master except Sanshi, you are the only one left!" Lu Huahua reached out to pull her.

"I don't ..." Before Qing Qiao finished speaking, Lu Huahua was holding her all the way to the front.

"Brother Hu, I have brought people!" Lu Huahua reported to the man who was burying his books at the table.

The man looked up.

When face to face, Qing Qiao felt a murmur in his stomach.

——Ah, what a bun-shaped face!

"You are the Gan Xiaoqiao?"

Maybe it was squeezed for too long, Brother Baozi was sweaty, and there was steam on his forehead.

——OMG, it is still hot!

"... Yes." Qing Qiao hadn't had breakfast, and his eyes were dumbfounded by Brother Baozi's eyes.

"Okay, take this, put it on." Brother Baozi waved a big hand and pulled out a bag from the table.

Qing Qiao took it for a look, it was an emerald green shirt.

"Ahhhh!" The others started screaming, filled with indignation, "Why? Why did she have this ?! Unfair!"

"... Excuse me, what is this?" Qing Qiao was unknown and asked his brother stupidly.

"See this color?"

Brother Baozi poked out **** and poked at the bag, lazily explaining: "Green, the representative color of Xiling School-congratulations, you are directly promoted!"

"Shady! There is definitely a shady!"

The people around collapsed and started a new round of shouting.

Qing Qiao opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but saw Brother Baozi throwing several eye knives around.

"What roar ?! She is seriously injured, and she must be treated by Mr. Ruan's power every day. This time, don't follow, do you want her to wait for death on the mountain?"

How sturdy and incisive, all around was silent.

"... But, we also want to go, so there is no place for nothing ..." The faint voice of Sister Jiu's grievance sounded faintly.

"Don't make any noise!" Brother Baozi looked impatient, "Mr. Ruan said, Gan Xiaoqiao is a special guest, and you don't occupy a place. Are you satisfied?"

Whimpering, the yard boiled again, cheerfully.

After changing the green shirt, Gu Qingqiao's first thing to do in the public eye was to run towards the kitchen.

She had a lot of misfortunes and starved to death. After a storm just now, she wanted to eat buns.

Picking out a few steamed buns from the stove, she was content and walked back.

The sun is right outside and the ground is covered.

Take two bites and sigh.

Alas, Master Ruan, although I really want to make cabbage, you don't have to dress me so green! Did you forget that cabbage has not only leaves, but also gardenia? !!

After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw Lu Huahua sitting on the roadside and biting her hoe.

"Yeah? Why didn't you have breakfast?" She was surprised.

"Hey, get up in the morning to make this hair, and accidentally missed the breakfast time." Lu Huahua slammed her thick bangs, revealing two rows of healthy teeth.

"..."

Qing Qiao silently glanced at him and shoved the last bun in his hand into his hand, "Eat this."

"Little sister!"

Lu Huahua was moved. I didn't expect that the little sister who usually eats food would be so generous today! Is the sun coming out from the west?

"... Brothers don't have to be surprised."

Qing Qiao waved his hand and glanced at his hair, his expression was extremely serene: "This is nothing but the affection of green leaves on winter mushrooms."