The next second, crutches appeared all over his body.
That's not a thunder bamboo crutch, but a golden nanmu crutch!
From a distance of fifteen meters, I had a clear look at the golden nanmu crutch.
Using golden nanmu as a crutch is not called luxury, but luxury.
However, what attracted me was not the golden nanmu, but the pattern on the cane.
In a moment, the owner of the crutch had already walked over to me.
This is an octogenarian with gray hair and a childlike face.
Paired with his loose training clothes, he looks like a fairy.
When I look at people, the first thing I look at is their faces.
This person's appearance is not too good, nor is it too bad, it belongs to the middle level. .
What makes me curious is the official star of this giant.
That means there is no official star!
Without an official star, he actually became Beiyue among the top five. This is puzzling to me.
There was a faint hint of bad luck in the center of his eyebrows, but the look on his face showed that he had good luck, which puzzled me.
This old man is lame.
The loose training pants covered his lame left leg. Judging from his walking posture, it was probably caused by an acquired disability.
But unfortunately, there is no sign of disability on this person's face.
The combination of many strange factors gave me the strongest feeling for this person...
Be alert!
I can’t understand this person!
Faces are not omnipotent. Faces are always just shapes. What faces show is always just appearances.
However, the official star can definitely be seen in his face!
This point has been commented on by Guo Pu, Huang Shigong, Gui Guzi, and Zhuge Liang.
Could it be that he is not Wujia Beiyue! ?
"sit!"
"yes!"
As soon as I sat down, I felt a chill in my heart.
This giant is indeed the top five northern mountains.
The vigorous old voice in the defense room this morning came from this person.
"smokes!"
"Report……"
"Sit down and talk!"
"yes!"
Still with that powerful and powerful old voice, Beiyue picked up a cigarette by himself, struck a match and lit the cigarette, flicked it out and threw it into the spittoon: "When you wake up, a cigarette is better than a living god."
"Men don't smoke, and women don't like it."
"If a man smokes, he can live to ninety-three."
"Ha. Me. In ten years, I will be ninety-three."
I sat silently and nodded silently.
This Beiyue who just woke up from his lunch break is completely different from the Beiyue I imagined.
His charlatanism is very strong.
To be precise, it shouldn't be the smell of a gangster, but the smell of a lazy master in a state-owned factory.
Um.
The same is true for the virtues of veterans of the geology team.
Although what Beiyue said was very down-to-earth, it was a bit weird.
I have seen the cigarettes Beiyue smokes.
It is the same length as an ordinary cigarette, two-thirds is the filter, and the remaining one-third is the tobacco leaves.
After finishing a cigarette, Beiyue naturally went to get a cigarette but was severely stopped by the female secretary next to him: "Boss, today has exceeded the limit by three times. No more smoking."
"I have to smoke today. I saw the teacher. I'm happy. I won't smoke for a week or a month."
The life secretary, who was in her thirties, confiscated the cigarettes with a straight face, turned around and left.
Beiyue turned around and sighed softly, waved his hand and turned back, shaking his head with a slight smile: "I just said that Beiyue is boring. I don't care about this or that. I'm forced to quit drinking. I won't talk about it. I like drinking the most. We are no longer allowed to drink tea at night, and now even cigarettes are in limited supply..."
"I think I'm afraid I'll have to apply for a report in the future."
"What's the point of this person living like this?"
The people next to me and I didn't dare to answer the conversation. Secretary April lowered her head and whispered softly: "It's for your own good, sister."
"Other bosses are more strict than you."
Beiyue waved his hand gently: "Don't talk, you go away. I'll talk to Teacher Tong about business."
April immediately bowed her head and stepped back slightly to sign.
The short-haired captain standing at the front raised his left arm and whispered an order.
All board positions then closed the six-entry hospital and exited the five-entry hospital.
There was no one else within thirty meters.
"Do you have any cigarettes?"
"Report. Yes!"
"Ha! Hurry up, hurry up..."
"Wait!"
"You light it first. Don't swallow it. Spit out all the smoke."
Looking at Beiyue who looked like an old naughty boy in front of me, I lit up a cigarette and puffed out the smoke as ordered. It wasn't until Beiyue winked that I took out the cigarette and quietly handed it over to him.
Unexpectedly, Beiyue grabbed the whole pack of cigarettes halfway through the handover.
A bite force that was even more fierce than that of a hippopotamus hit me, and the bite flew away.
The shot was like lightning, and Beiyue's hand turned into an afterimage in the air. The smoke disappeared from his hand out of thin air, disappeared into his large training clothes, and was hidden under his arm.
From catching cigarettes in Beiyue to hiding cigarettes, it only takes a moment.
I narrowed my eyes in an instant, my mind was shaking, my heart was beating wildly, and I looked at Beiyue in surprise.
"Mist lock smoke fan!"
"he is……"
"Old Man Cao's senior brother?"
The aroma of nicotine slowly spread. Beiyue held the cigarette in his palm with his five fingers like chicken claws. He kept fanning the smoke with his left hand and smiled at me.
It looked very much like Ah-Run secretly smoking during evening self-study in the junior class.
Suddenly, a vigorous old voice came: "I am not Cao Laizi's senior brother."
I was so excited that my whole body was covered with goosebumps.
Beiyue took a deep breath of smoke, and a look of satisfaction he had never seen before appeared on his face: "It's still hard enough."
"If you come to see me in the future, remember to prepare cigarettes."
"There is also wine, bring it to me if you have the chance. I will teach you how to bring wine in later."
My eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and I responded silently.
"That's right. Watch out for snipers. Their sights are very fierce. Spit up, spit out..."
I was speechless, nodded again, and continued to puff out smoke.
With my smoke as a cover, Beiyue took the opportunity to take a deep breath, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and suddenly an incomprehensible sentence came out of his mouth.
"How did you lose the penetrating mirror?"
boom!
Five thunder strikes!
Thunder is rolling!
My hand shook, the cigarette fell to the ground, my eyes exploded into pieces, and my head went blank!
Peking mirror! ! !
Beiyue also knows about the mountain mirror?
Didn't Old Man Cao say that there are only three people in the world who know how to wear a mountain mirror?
Him, Mr. Shi, and Earth Mirror...
