How can snatching something bought by oneself in front of one's own house be called robbing? That's called taking. Lin Chou, an idiot who didn't sneak away, carried the box of goods and patted it down on the open space in front of the cabin - oh, except He doesn't know how to drive that little pink sheep. arsenic
To say that Leng Han still has a childhood, at least she learned how to dig a smokeless stove and build a stove when she was doing hunting training. Next to the cabin, there is a crooked and childlike finished product made of cement and stone.
Lin Chou stood there while holding a rabbit and bleeding it and said, "It's a pity. It looks so good. If you light a fire, all these patterns will be burned. What is this? Is it Ultraman or Kumamoto?"
Leng Han looked at the pattern painted on the stove with natural paint that he had long forgotten what it was. His face turned red and he said: "It's me and the dinosaur..."
"Oh~"
Lin Chou suddenly realized.
Don't tell me, you won't be able to tell without reminding her. She really got the idea after reminding her like this. Sure enough, it must be Lieutenant General Leng. When he was five or six years old, he seemed to only know how to urinate and smash mud into mud, and then look at others. , I started to get in touch with art so early!
Um...arsenic
Speaking of which, Sikong and he were of the same age, so what was he doing?
Spend time in the library reading?
Lying in ICU?
Or make scallion pancakes for his father who is allergic to scallions?
Lin Chou lit a fire and boiled some water. The blanched rabbit was cut into large pieces and braised in brown sauce, which was perfect. He also ordered some mixed mushroom soup, begged two squirrels, and made some barbecue with the seafood in the car. There was more for the two of them. Even if you eat together, you will live together——
"Okay, I know that the person who can bake this kind of flavor cannot be an outsider!"
"Master Shan, you have to be the one to do this kind of thing!"
"Tsk tsk, look at this young couple, how interesting they are. They are here to hide and relax!"
“Eating alone??”
Huang Dashan Sikong, Zhao Ziyu, Bai Qiongshou, all of these acquaintances are here, and Su Yourong, who has a pout that can hang an oil bottle, and a beauty with silver flames in her left hand and three yellow pairs in her right hand. The warlock uncle who is in the state of winning in life, Huang Dashan is carrying a few boxes of beer and a few jars of Qingquanshan in his hands. Da Ma Jindao sits there: "Hey, I came here just after smelling the smell. Let's have a meal. I’ll tell you what I’m telling you if you think you’re number one and no one dares to call you number two!”
"Same as shameless." Lin Chou had long been used to this kind of treatment. He just looked next to the warlock master and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you not busy today?"
The silver flame beauty's eyes were dim and lifeless.
The warlock uncle casually pulled out a piece of radius bone, scratched his head, and extinguished the flame: "She, her will is not here, so I just took her body out for a walk. The rain of the origin has been falling a bit frequently recently, and it will not be cured if it gets wet and gets a rash. .”
Everyone: "..." Arsenic
I don’t understand what you unconventional creatures are doing and talking about. I don’t understand. In short, don’t pick up the fight. Just stay away, so as not to be unlucky for several days again.
Lin Chou threw a lobster over casually: "What happened recently?"
"It's not bad. The experiment went well. The ice side is also pretty good... Forget it..." The warlock took the lobster and peeled off the meat bit by bit for San Huang to eat, and then took the rest. Swallowing the shrimp shell in one gulp, he said cheerfully: "But I accidentally lost a kneecap a few days ago, and it was finally brought back!"
Huang Dashan was simply shocked: "What? Does anyone dare to pick up your bones? Send them back to you? He was so unlucky that he didn't even meet an old man or lady who knew how to read fortunes while walking? Isn't that stuff everywhere in Mingguang? ?Tell me the truth, is that unfortunate thing still alive?"
"You're alive and well! Jian Tian'er is running around on my careless mount!"
"What mount? By the way, Master Warlock, what is your mount? Oh...hiss...it's just that Noble Phantasm monster, right...other than you, who else can ride that thing?"
"You are insulting the professionalism of a spiritual scientific researcher!" The warlock uncle used gray mist to simulate a huge middle finger: "How about three forms of sea, land, air and all terrain! There is also a supercar form, which is so cool. Do you want to take a look?" Arsenic
Everyone: "Yes, no need!"
After watching it once, I can't even poop out after watching it too much. If it weren't for the impoliteness of having an anus, who would use the honorific title Noble Phantasm? It's not realistic at all.
The warlock didn't care either. Even his emotions were simulated. How could he have so many troubles? If the halo of disaster hadn't been affecting his so-called scientific research pursuits, he probably wouldn't even take it seriously. He said, "I've been researching a very important topic recently. It’s a new and great thing. I’ll give it to you as a wedding gift later. I’m working on it and the real thing will be available soon!”
Leng Han and Lin Chou couldn't help but be curious: "What is it?"
The gray mist above the warlock's head changed again, turning into a little matchstick man proudly waving a wolf-tooth staff: "This is a good thing for you to take a comfortable bath!"
Everyone was in awe. Even the washing machine manufacturer couldn't solve this problem, but it was conquered by the warlock. It turns out that there are people outside the world, there are astronauts in the sky, there are ghosts and ghosts!
Lin Chou was really moved: "I'm thinking of giving you a discount when I deduct food money from now on!"
Everyone was speechless and choked.
Isn't that what you think? Almost all of the coffins owned by Master Warlock are stored with Lin Chou. His unlucky halo cannot suppress our Lord Poseidon. He will definitely not lose any of them, so he is very safe.
Sanhuang said proudly for a while, "emmm," I don't know whether it was a burp or a real cry. In short, the warlock uncle was already shouting happily: "At least three days of luck! At least three days! I just say Zhanzhan. So happy! Sure enough, there are good things happening when I'm around Linzi!"
Shanye reminded: "Read it with me, Buddha Afa will happen!"
"Master Shan is not very influenced by the warlock, isn't he?" Sikong said as he shrank back and changed positions with the reluctant Bai Qiongshou: "I can't do it, I'm weak..."
"I believe you Gong Han!" Huang Dashan glanced at him: "Principal Sikong is so busy, why are you here to celebrate today?"
Sikong: "..." Arsenic
Get this big beast out for me! How annoying!
Shanye outputs steadily every day. After a round of chatting, he feels refreshed and has an appetite. He is very drunk: "Hey, hey, it's a big day. Don't just grill skewers. Take two bites. Why do you have the nerve to get down to business?" Have you forgotten?"
"Are you still drinking?" Bai Qiongshou was disgusted and rolled his eyes: "What kind of bird do you think you are?"
"On this special day, don't raise personal issues to a collective level. I'm telling you, Lao Bai, if you dare to spoil the fun today, you have to ask the general public if they agree!"
Sikong: "Otherwise, wouldn't it be nice for you to watch while we drink?"
Master Shan cursed and went to pour the wine, especially for himself and Sikong. He poured it full for himself and Sikong. You little bastard, if you do what you do and love what you do, I can't drink you to death!
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