Maoshan Road

Chapter 833 The ghost son of Xiangxi (eighty) (2)
Qin Jinrong was speechless for a while, thinking that his situation for more than half a year had been a series of quarrels. First, he had nothing to drink, and then the king, father, and Jin couple said they would move to live in the opposite Beicun. At that time, Li Ruoshang took the rice and pickled cabbage Tell Qin Jinrong like that, and ask Qin Jinrong if he will cook for himself. At first, Qin Jinrong was still willing to cook for himself, but he started to get bored after less than a month. Huangshan sucked enough spiritual energy and went back to his room... "Recently, I am like my master, filling my hunger with wine. Every day when I am hungry, I go to the uncle who buys wine on the street to carry two jars; now the uncle who sells wine He also stood up and said: Our wine warehouse is starting to run out of stock..."

Wang Zimu was stunned, and saw Qin Jinrong stand in front of him in disbelief, then squatted down and looked at Qin Jinrong's face carefully and said, "You are very thin now... and you have a little mustache, which looks a bit manly." Drinking all day without eating? You are amazing, I really don’t know how you came here these days, I wonder if you are human, then you drink, what does your brother eat?”

Qin Jinrong smiled and said, "My junior brother is still in the practice of forgetting himself. It's normal to forget to eat, but I still sometimes throw a jar or two of wine into his room; as for me, I'm a man. What is masculinity? Man The smell is not just some sweaty smell... But what I just don't understand is that you have to train at night?"

Wang Zimu looked at Qin Jinrong a little embarrassedly when asked, "Of course I don't train anymore. I can't see how to train at night? You Taoist priests are different from us. Even if you are a wizard, we can't miss two meals! I won't come back The reason... Forget it, let's not talk about this..." As he spoke, he thought to himself: Could it be that I found a girlfriend and wanted to report to you?stuffy...

Seeing Wang Zimu's appearance, Qin Jinrong first snatched his own wine jar and said, "I can tell what you're thinking by looking at your disgusting look...you who value sex more than friends...go ahead, I want to drink..." After speaking, he held his head up Take the wine jar and pour it into your mouth...

Wang Zimu looked at Qin Jinrong with some fear and said, "Could it be that you Taoists can see through people's minds? Otherwise, how would you know?"

Qin Jinrong put down the wine jar and hiccupped, "I've seen so much of you just now, I can think about it with my knees; didn't you say you were busy? Why did you come back so early today when you have so much time?"

Wang Zimu looked at Qin Jinrong a little strangely. What does it mean to watch too much? Do many people outside have this expression? "Don't you know? It's almost July, the ghost festival is coming, and thousands of dead ghosts will come back to us, of course we have to go home and prepare some paper money and some shrouds for those who died Ancestors or relatives! You don’t have this custom outside? Or did such a thing happen?”

(End of this chapter)