Just remember

You did it, how do you do business? "

Third Young Master Qing suddenly realized: "It really is 360 lines, there is a way to do it."

Ge Shiqi slightly curled the corner of his mouth: "Thank you. If the third son needs it in the future, feel free to ask. As long as the money is in place, let anyone be a ghost."

Qingfeng smiled maliciously: "Chun Shaoxia is also okay?"

Ge Shiqi also laughed: "You try it."

A gust of cool wind blew, Young Master Qing rubbed the back of his neck, and decided to end the topic.

Over there, Chun Jinran has already started telling Hang Sanshao, Bailang, Qiu Yang, and Fang Shulu how dangerous Zhu Fanghe's tomb is, and how he and Pei Xiaoyi got out the secret books and treasure maps through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. of.

Because of the strong self-boasting elements, Qingfeng didn't listen very carefully until——

"What, the gold leaf treasure map you gave out is fake?!"

The screams came from the Lord Qi.

Young Master Qing, who had just unscrewed the chicken leg and took a bite, was so frightened that he choked on the throat. The chicken couldn't go up or down in his throat.

Master Dingchen originally wanted to remind him that the cup belonged to him, but since the secret that Chun Jinran just revealed was so important, he ignored it and listened carefully instead.

Soon, nine pairs of eyes on the table were fixed on Chun Shaoxia.

Except Pei Xiaoyi - he and Chun Jinran created the fraud together.

Chun Shaoxia, who successfully turned into the focus, had a good time and told the truth: "The secret book is true, but the treasure map is fake. I used the gold leaf I found in the tomb and carved it randomly. Uh, Da Pei also helped Lots of work!"

Friends: "There is no need to ask for credit for such a completely disgraceful thing!"

Chun Shaoxia was very injured, but repaying grievances with kindness has always been his excellent quality, so despite the indifference of his friends, he still carefully took out the fragile silk and unfolded it gently on the table: "This is the real... "

Eleven heads put together.

Some kind of strong shackles bound them together, and they could never be separated again.

Ershun and Xiaocui, who were waiting outside the door, felt that the hustle and bustle inside suddenly disappeared, replaced by whispers, and occasionally there were one or two sentences such as "don't tell Guo Juan" and "yes, he is a general and has no shortage of money". Only a few words came out, but most of the time, it was "hahaha", "hehehe", "hehehe", which didn't seem like a good person's laughter.

But the joy and joy in the laughter is real.

When the young master is happy, they are happy. Although they don't understand the Jianghu that the young master always talks about, they can think of it, it should be like the room behind him - three or five friends, chatting happily, freely and freely, full of vitality .

The author has something to say: I thought it would be able to finish with at most 1 words, but I didn't want to write more than [-] words.It can only be said that this group of people is too difficult to deal with, so I have to appease them~o(╯□╰)o

Just remember that the text ends here.In two days, I will update a little episode, let me think about what to write...

Then this article is Zhuang Zhuang’s first attempt to write a more serious reasoning. There are many shortcomings, and the article is relatively slow. Thank you for continuing to follow here, I really love you!

In the end, "Mourning Disease University" will start to update and fill the soil on New Year's Day. The copywriting has already been opened. Modern, campus, and zombies should be in the style of horror and comedy, embarrassing, or work hard to update it every day. Interested guys can go and watch it look~~