First-class magic stick vs silly roe deer spirit 14

"master!"

Yuan Bao rushed up and stared at her with shining eyes.

Xihe nodded, pushed down the raised hair on his head, and faced the old Taoist priest's cannibalistic gaze: "Are you going home? Yuanbao, pack your things quickly."

Yuan Bao happily responded: "Okay, Master!"

Old Taoist priest: "..."

What a good guy, not only did you steal his business, but you even wanted to break into his house!

Quickly packing up his things, the old Taoist priest carried the bamboo basket on his back and turned around to leave. Let's just consider myself unlucky today.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the street. On the stone road, across the courtyard wall, you could occasionally hear the chatter and laughter of every household inside. The old Taoist priest walked with his head buried for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Turning around, he came face to face with a dark and thin old face.

The teacher's blood suddenly surged, and he shouted with grief and anger: "Don't bully others too much!"

His chest was rising and falling, his nostrils were dilated with anger, and his eyes were as wide as Tongling... When he was almost angry, Xihe shook his fly whisk: "It's dark, how far is it from home?"

Old Taoist priest: "..."

Ta Ma, where did this shameless old thing come from?

The old Taoist priest turned around angrily, his two legs as thin as bamboo poles moving very fast.

He speeded up, and Xihe also speeded up, following behind as leisurely as Niubi Tang.

Old Taoist priest:! ! !

What is the purpose of this old thing? !

He picked up his Taoist robe and ran so fast that the Taoist robe flew up.

Then a very interesting scene appeared on the street. An old Taoist priest in front was running hard with a bamboo basket on his back, and a man behind him followed slowly, his clothes fluttering...

A dull little Taoist priest was carrying a huge package.

Standing at the door of his house, the Taoist priest gasped and stared at Xihe: "Smelly Taoist priest! What on earth do you want to do?"

Do you still want to break into the house?

Xihe expressed through actions: You guessed it right!

The old Taoist priest stared as Xihe entered the small courtyard waving his banana fan.

The small courtyard is very simple, the house is dilapidated, the ground is yellow mud, there are two racks of dried beans to dry in the corner, and a stone mill is placed on the other side, but there is nothing else.

"Hey, my family is living in a miserable state!"

He sat down on the stone bench in the yard.

Old Taoist Priest: That’s not true. It’s just too much! !

However, before he could jump up and curse, Yuan Bao, who was following behind, stepped forward, pushed past him, and entered the yard.

Put down the package, take out the basin, and the gold ingot goes out with a bang

Xihe took off the things on his face one by one.

The old Taoist priest gaped at the two people who were as comfortable as at home. He was furious, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward: "You despicable and shameless old Taoist! Even if you rob the old Taoist business and smash the old Taoist stall, you dare to break into the house. I am very... today... …”

Looking at the fair and tender face in front of me, my mind went blank.

Xihe put down his handkerchief, tilted his head, and gave the old man a toothy smile: "Old man, you're fine."

His eyebrows were crooked and he looked particularly in need of a beating. At least the old Taoist felt that his fist was very itchy now. He raised his palm and slapped Xihe on the back neatly: "Bird, you son of a bitch!"