"Brother, come on, let me call you 'brother', my 'brother', my eldest brother! Can you do it? Don't scold you so sharply, are you thirsty? Come on, don't be excited, sit down and have a sip of tea, drink Okay, moisten your throat before you continue to scold. Don't damage your body!
I can see that you are even worried about my marriage, yo! Where do I get this blessing from? I need you, Taoist Master, to personally care about me marrying a wife and having a baby! Otherwise, in order to prevent me from continuing to do evil, would you be kind and introduce me to a suitable girl to calm my mind? Will it work? "
Facing Xin Wu's "storm"-like angry rebuke, Jifu was not angry but happy. The "fragments" and "interpretations" he heard were completely outside of Xin Wu's "normal logical interface".
"Get away! Why are you so shameless? I'm obviously scolding you, but you still give me a playful smile. What's the point of pretending? I don't have a brother like you! Let me tell you, I think your brother Gongdan , he must not be able to stand you!"
Xinwu pushed away the teacup handed over by Jifu and continued to curse angrily.
"Oh! You even know this? You are indeed a Taoist master! He understands everything! He is 'good' and I am 'evil'. We are incompatible and incompatible. How could you turn on a light switch? Is there a state of 'both on and off'? Isn't it? If there is such a 'switch' in this world, then I promise you: there is absolutely no problem with our relationship!"
Jifu pressed a light switch in his room back and forth, watching the light "on" and "off", making Xinwu's face flicker. The lighting effect, while talking and demonstrating simultaneously with "examples", strengthens his "theory", which is correct.
Don't tell me, what Jifu said using "a lamp" sounds reasonable!
The facts are before his eyes, how can Xin Wu demonstrate to him the "both alive and dead" state of "Schrödinger's cat"?
This time, Xinwu was really stumped. Although he couldn't find a suitable "hard food" example to refute him for the moment, the general point of view could not go off topic, so he emphasized and concluded:
"Anyway, you just can't do anything harmful to nature. This is the most fundamental truth!"
"Look, Taoist Master, what are you talking about? It's so tiring! Why don't you talk about something happy? Why don't you tell me what resources you have at your disposal? Introduce me to a few beautiful girls. Let's see which one. Would you like to be my wife? Hahahaha..."
Feeling that his staged debate was "successful", Jifu shifted the topic to "things between men and women", avoiding the important and trivial.
"Didn't you find it already? I think the one you picked is perfect for you!"
Xinwu replied half-angryly.
"That little girl of hers? Haha, she hasn't grown up yet! We have to wait. I'm old. If I wait too long, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it anymore! Can you find me another one?"
Jifu put on a greasy look, approached Xinwu, stared at his face, and said while staring:
"Looks like you, I can see anything like you! Hahahaha..."
"you?"
Xinwu didn't expect to be "disgusted" by him. He was so angry that he stretched out his hand and punched Jifu on the bridge of his nose. Immediately, two streaks of blood flowed down his philtrum and into his mouth where he was laughing "haha" .
"Huh?——Yo! Are you serious about it, you!"
Jifu felt the sudden "dull pain". He raised his neck and looked at the ceiling to slow down the nosebleed. He stretched out his hand to Jifu and said:
"Get some paper!"
Jifu, who was playing "puzzle" on the side, quickly found a tissue and handed it over.
While wiping the nosebleed, Jifu twisted paper into two balls, temporarily blocked his nostrils, straightened his head again, and with an even weirder smile, swallowed the blood that flowed into his mouth directly.
The "Ren Zhong Point" area was not wiped too clean, and there were still two faint blood stains left. Although it was shallow, it was still visible; and these blood stains that were not wiped clean quickly dried, crumbled, and cracked. The ground was mixed together, and it looked like a "red" "Rendan" beard was born. Although he clearly shaved off the beard on it, he only left a small circle on his lower jaw.
This "beard shape" with "red" at the top and "black" at the bottom looks extremely weird! Instead, it forms a pictographic character for "Dan".
Xin Wu recalled it carefully. When he saw his brother "Gong Dan" today, it seemed that his brother also had the same beard, but he didn't expect that there was a "Rendan" missing on it. He found it with his brother.
"Tao Master! So powerful! I thought that only Yao Qiao and their family's martial arts masters were powerful, but I didn't expect that the martial arts master's family is not simple! After all, we are not a family, we don't belong to the same family! It's me You're careless, blame my mouth! Come on, give me two more swats, there are two words written on both sides of your face!"
Dumu didn't understand and asked: "What two words? Why didn't I see it?"
"'Ow', 'beat'!"
Xin Wu replied angrily.
"Hey, hey! You understand me! Just say you understand me, brother! Come on, come on! I didn't pose properly just now and flashed your hand. What's this angle like?"
Jifu "shamelessly" stood in front of Xinwu for the second time in a half-crouched position, and measured for him with his hands, what distance and angle would allow the Taoist master to swing the slap again in the most relaxed and comfortable way. The right posture and the path to take can achieve the most "pleasant" effect.
Faced with such a reaction, Xin Wu never expected that this evil lord is the evil lord. He will not fight with you, but will give you all kinds of "moths", so that you have obviously accumulated energy and are ready to come." The murderous aura of "Fight for Three Hundred Rounds" was flat, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, with nowhere to use it.
"Go! Don't dirty my hands!"
Xinwu took his "disgusted" expression to the extreme, but in exchange for it, Jifu laughed even more loudly.
You can see it, this is Jifu’s home ground!
In "Fanbu Daotang", he indeed has an absolute "home field advantage"!
No matter how Xinwu talks about truth, scolds him, stimulates him, or even beats him until he bleeds, he is just a "soft and slimy", "roguish" scoundrel. It seems that when it comes to this step, people always He didn't scold him, he didn't hit him, he didn't hide, and he sent him up. On the contrary, it seemed that Xinwu had no self-cultivation, let alone grace, and was a standard "evil person".
"No wonder! How could a person like you not be able to win the 'Minghuang Emperor'?!"
