Ding dong, the old king next door is online!

Old Wang next door: "Ladies and sisters, my heart hurts and I'm hurt, come here, come into Brother Wang's arms, Brother Wang is very warm."

"???????"

"Gewuen, get out!"

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"Ah! There's a ghost!"

The six people got on the ferry and saw a child who should be from the village, and the child saw them too... After blinking his eyes full of innocence, the child screamed at the top of his throat, and at the same time ran towards the village desperately.

I don't know if it's because the screams are louder, or if it's Da Kui who is professional and responsible for making jokes. Whether he is awake or in a coma, he can't hear the word ghost at all...

In short, Dakui suddenly shuddered, and his tall body was almost ejected.

"Ghost? Where are ghosts... Oh shit, third master, have you become a ghost too?"

Wu Sansheng: "..."

Snapped!Another slap hit Da Kui hard on the head.

"What the hell, I'm going to be mad at you sooner or later!"

"Does it hurt?" Wu Sanxing waved his hand and slapped again, "Do you look like a ghost to your third master?"

"It hurts, it hurts... Oh, it hurts, oh shit, I'm still alive," Da Kui finally realized this fact, and was so ecstatic that he almost stopped dancing.

It's a pity that this joy didn't last long, because Wu Sanxing raised his hand and wanted to fight again...

And, at the same time, Pan Zi also said, "Master Ding, I'll punch you twice too!"

Dakui: "Hey, hey, third master, third master, Pan Zi, you bastard, don't slap your face..."

In Wu Xie's words, the three middle-aged men, who add up to almost 150 years old, made a fuss for a while before they continued on the road.

The village was not far away, Wu Sansheng caught a passing villager, and once again used his funny skills: "Big girl, where is there a hotel?"

Big girl: "???????"

Ding Ze saw this villager looking at Wu Sansheng like he was looking crazy, he couldn't help it, so he had to turn his head away quickly and burst out laughing.

Big sister: "Brother, what do you think this is? There are only thirty or so families in our village, and they return to hotels. If you want to find a place to live, go to the guest house in the village."

Wu Sansheng heard... At least he was old, so he couldn't see the way this villager looked at him... Most importantly, he heard Ding Ze's laughter behind him.

Immediately, the old face became hot again, and after asking the villagers where the guest house was, he stopped talking and just walked towards the guest house with his head down.

The village is not big. After all, there are only about thirty households in total, so how big can it be?

Moreover, this village is really remote, and it is estimated that there will not be many people coming all year round, so this hospitality is of course worse than the 30 yuan a night small hotel near the university town...

To put it bluntly, this place is almost no different from a haunted house.

Fortunately, they are all grave robbers. Sometimes they go to work in the fields, and it would be nice to have a place to lie down and sleep for a while, so why would they care about these things.

Ding Ze didn't care either... He took a trip to the desert with Hu Bayi and his group before, and really gave him a lot of hard training.

Everyone tidied up and took a simple shower. Just in time, Poker Bottle also woke up, so they happened to go downstairs to eat together.

Of course, the old guide, the old guy, doesn't know whether he is pretending to be asleep or really still in a coma... Ding Ze suggested, "Whether it's true or not, let him be tied up first, and we'll talk about it later."

In this way, the old guide, who was actually pretending to be asleep and thinking about finding an opportunity to escape, was tied up.

Small restaurant downstairs.

Wu Sansheng was quite good at talking, and after a while, he asked some information from the restaurant waiter.

Wu Sansheng drank beer and asked with a smile, "I said, big sister, you are not bad here. You see, there is a concrete floor, and there is also a concrete road outside. Why are you carrying all the concrete from the top of the mountain by those mules? of?"

The waiter replied: "No way, when will this go? Our place has been connected to the road for a long time. Those Liberation vehicles can come here. Then the mountain collapsed the year before last and buried the road. There is also a cave in the mountain. Big tripod, a lot of people came from the province. When they saw it, they said it was a thing from the Warring States Period and it was a national treasure, so they took the tripod away, and they didn’t care about the road. Don’t you think it’s annoying? Later, the village said it was repaired by itself. , What are you repairing, repairing, no money, stop repairing, it’s been a year, and it’s still being repaired.”

……

91 I, Wu Sansheng, never brag!

in the live room.

"Do you feel that this game world is a bit strange," a sand sculpture audience asked.

"It's very strange. How do you feel that this group of people...are they unprofessional or something? How can even a waiter see that they are upside-down tomb robbers?"

"Maybe this waiter is actually a mysterious boss!"

"Upstairs, I told you to read less of those sand sculpture novels on the Internet. You must listen to them. It's all right now. Congratulations on successfully becoming a sand sculpture."

"You are the sand sculpture, and your whole family is sand sculpture!"

"..."

In the restaurant, if Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie, Dakui and Pan Zi were not surprised by what the waiter said, that would be a lie.

Boyouping was still the same, eating quietly.

Ding Ze is hungry. When people are hungry, the food tastes very delicious. What's more, this restaurant cooks all pesticide-free, very pure home-cooked dishes, which are very delicious, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to Wu Sanxing and the waiter Anyway, the main function of this dialogue is to let the audience in the live broadcast room know a little about the next situation.

Ding Ze gulped down the food, turning himself into a rice cooker. After a while, he cooked two bowls of rice. When he was full, he put down the bowls and chopsticks contentedly, and took out his cigarette.

A cigarette after a meal, happy like a fairy.

Taking out a cigarette...Suddenly, Ding Ze thought of a question.

'What's the attitude of Poker Bottle towards me now? '

After thinking about it, he decided to do a test, took out another cigarette, and handed it to Poker Bottle.

Poker Ping was quietly eating with his head down, saw the cigarette in front of him, raised his head, didn't move, just looked at the cigarette, and also looked at Ding Ze.

Ding Ze smiled, "Brother, let me refresh myself?"

Will the stuffy oil bottle pick it up?

Ding Ze wasn't sure, but he was sure that Boyouping didn't smoke, but would eat cigarettes.

Poker Ping remained motionless for two seconds, and then, a picture appeared that made Ding Ze feel a little happy. Poker Ping reached out his hand and took the cigarette, "Thank you."

I took it, didn't smoke it, but put it in the small pocket on the chest of the jacket.

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