Chapter 171: Hawking is here and everyone wants to toast me

Style: Science Author: Hao ZaiWords: 2254Update Time: 24/01/12 18:31:20
I quickly walked into the main hall and walked past Mr. Coffin. I saw his eyebrows twitching wildly.

Entering the main hall, I heard him arguing with the prince outside.

"What happened at that time, why did you tell the child?"

"It's not enough for us to carry such a difficult thing for the rest of our lives. Who else do you want to carry it on?"

"If you continue to drink and talk nonsense in the future, I will put a curse on you that will make you unable to speak for the rest of your life!"

The prince yelled: "You kid, just tell me, why are you holding my wine? Leave this to me!"

I withdrew my attention and looked at Dongyue on the ground: "Dongyue, let me shout excitedly!"

Dongyue is obviously not used to her body shape. She is very comfortable in Yangshen state, as if she is swimming in water, free and unrestrained.

Dongyue raised her head after a long time: "Brother Zai, thank you for your hard work during this time!"

I lifted him up from the ground and said, "Brother, if you say this, you are going out of your way!"

"As long as you're fine, you'll be happy no matter what you do in Gebi!"

Dongyue nodded and looked at me excitedly: "Brother Zai, I, I'm a little hungry!"

I nodded, unable to suppress the excitement in my heart: "Eat, yes! Go eat!"

"Wait a minute, I have to do something first!"

"Godfather, is godfather here? Man, I brought it to you!"

The Godfather's voice came from the statue's mouth: "Let them wait in my City God's Hall for a while, and an official will bring them to my place!"

"Something happened down there recently. I'm too busy. If you have nothing to do, don't call me godfather!"

I asked anxiously: "What happened down there?"

"Yesterday, July 14th, some ghosts went out and didn't come back!"

I was even more curious: "Isn't this the normal operation of the Ghost Festival every year? Isn't there a quota for a few ghosts to escape every year?"

On the statue, the godfather's face appeared: "The problem is, the ghost who ran away because of that adult a few days ago was discovered!"

"Right now, we are conducting a strict investigation below!"

"The four ghosts who ran away at the beginning are all powerful ghosts. Once they hide in the earthly world, when they appear, it will be a disaster in the earthly world!"

"This matter is just like the official in the world throwing a gun. Once the gun kills someone, the person who threw the gun must bear the consequences!"

"Be careful during this time!"

I nodded subconsciously, not expecting that Dongyue and Hao Cun's troubles would be completely resolved at this moment.

We were also involved in the Menggui Building incident. If the people above are found out, I don’t know if anything will happen to me!

I was nervous but helpless, because this was a matter in the underworld and something I couldn’t handle!

My only hope now is that the judge and godfather can handle this matter. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the people above will be fine and people below us will become scapegoats.

And it’s a sheep that can’t bark!

I stood up and shook my fist: "Let's go drink!"

One drink can relieve a thousand worries!

I helped Dongyue out of the hall, and the prince was sitting on the recliner and yelling: "You idiot, this is it, this is my senior brother!"

"With a senior brother like you, bah!"

"I despise it, I'm disgusted! You stole junior brother's wine, what kind of bullshit, senior brother!"

I stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, stop scolding me. I'll take you out for a meal. Dongyue just woke up, and it happens that we and I are going out for a meal!"

The prince shook his head: "I'm an old man and my food is light. I can't share the same food as you young people. You go ahead!"

"Hey, eating is secondary. We don't mainly want to have a drink with you!"

The prince stood up and put his hands behind his back: "If you, kid, say this, I won't be sleepy anymore!"

"However, I have to hide my bottle of wine well. This old boy from the province, the Coffin Man, comes to steal it. He has no quality at all. How can such a person walk around the city without fearing that the sanitation workers will put it in the trash for him!"

I sat in the car, and Qiao Song took care of Dongyue from behind.

People are busy all the way, money is money, affection is affection, there is no reason to let people leave without eating a meal!

The prince was sitting in the passenger seat, looking around from left to right: "This car is really big. Back then, I had never ridden in anything bigger than this!"

"But it's not as impressive as this thing!"

"You kid, you are really rich!"

"It's a pity that your father is dead. Your grandma's shortcomings in life will affect him for the rest of his life. Your boy has finally managed to be virtuous, but he hasn't caught up yet."

"This is life!"

I stepped on the accelerator: "Master, do your best!"

"Don't worry, I am sitting like a bell. There is really no one better than me in this technique. Where are we going, kid?"

"Let's go to Jiao's. The nearest Jiao's hotel seems to be called Jinmanlou!"

"Hey, I've heard of it, but I've never been there. You guys are so lucky! Let's go! Let me see the speed of your car. Why don't you go!"

Embarrassed, I pulled up the handbrake: "It's rush hour, forget about the traffic jam!"

The prince slapped his thigh: "I wonder why this old boy Coffin doesn't drive his six-hand Alto. The electric car doesn't even have pedals, so he's still pedaling!"

The sun disappeared, and the lights on the long street flickered.

Like a galaxy on earth.

Just when Dong Yue was so hungry, we finally got out of the car and arrived at Jin Man Tang.

This is my first time coming to this place.

The doorman doesn't know me, but people nowadays have a concept that driving a luxury car does not necessarily mean you are a good person, but you must be someone you can't afford to offend.

The doorman took my key.

Qiao Song and I supported Dongyue on the left and right, while the old man walked in front and looked up and down.

It is impossible for people of their generation to say they are ignorant.

The older generation of Yin and Yang passers-by, what have you never seen before?

The judge once chatted with the guests in the City God's house, and maybe even showed his face in front of the Yama Palace!

However, they have indeed not touched on the things we are playing now.

The belief that cultivators hold back five times and have three shortcomings is a fabrication made up by later generations of novelists. The prince said that they do not have that thing.

But one thing is true, people who practice Taoism really don’t have much money.

And the greater the ability, the poorer.

The manager in the lobby greeted us and we walked into a private room. The food was so dazzling that the prince picked up a bottle of good wine and poured it into his stomach!

After a bowl of seafood porridge, Dongyue finally regained control of her body.

I don’t know how many days I’ve been in the mountains, but I haven’t eaten anything delicious.

In such a big table, Qiao Song is the only good person who looks famous and eats his food carefully.

But, after a while, I was so influenced that I threw away my chopsticks.

I swallowed a mouthful of fish and said: "That's right. You don't have to be restrained by your own people. What's the point of making money? It's just so that when you are rude, others will say you have temperament!"

The prince nodded: "Boy, what you said is literate. It's not that I can't afford such a place, it's just that the rich people nowadays don't have enough money!"

"Even if they beg me to help them, I won't go!"

"I think this tall man has a good eye. Someone in your family must have a problem. Let him stay at my place for two days and I'll take a look at it!"

Qiao Song was overjoyed. I knew that he had been polite to me just because he wanted me to help him solve the cause and effect on Qiao Da.

"Your Majesty, thank you, I'd like to toast you!"

"I told you, we don't like this, toasting or not, I don't like these vulgar etiquette!"

"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and a bald middle-aged man with a red face and lost eyes stood at the door, holding on to the door rail.

"I fucking don't believe it. You can still refuse to drink my wine. Let me tell you, even those from foreign countries, like Hawking, stand up and drink for me. Who do you think you are!"