Doomsday Pavilion

(Today's last chapter, I offer it with love.)

The crowd was slightly stagnated, Si Kong?duck?

Really Mingguang, who else can link these four words together, it wouldn't be... that Sikong...

Sure enough, a series of violent coughs came from the crowd, and it seemed that the owner of the voice could cough up his lungs at any time.

"Ahem, it turned out to be you, Lin Chou... Why did I say Quack is so excited, why are you here?"

He wore a sword in a black shirt, long hair was floating, his thick eyebrows were not visible, and only half of his pale face was exposed.

This is Master Sikong, Shengsheng turned a thick and colorful oil painting into a pencil sketch - and a fat duck with a two-meter-high painting style even more bizarre followed.

"Quah, quack!"

Quack flapped his wings, brought up a violent wind, rolled down the duck feathers and blew countless skirt corners.

"Young Master Sikong."

"Young Master Sagong, how is your father doing well these days?"

Jiang Ziwei dashed out of the crowd.

"Jiang Shang, warm the couch, hurry up."

"Jiang Sizhi, make a room for Young Master Sikong."

"Who is coming...Hurry up and take out the white tea for clearing lungs and fires that Lao Tzu has prepared. Remember, three brews and three brews!"

After a series of instructions went on, Jiang Zizhu said without flushing or arrogantly, "Si...cough cough, Young Master Sikong is coming over here, and the brilliance is brilliant!"

It is said that after a certain big guy broke off the front teeth of a few small guys who omitted the word "empty", everyone has a long memory.

Si Gongzi Si Gongzi, who do you curse?They are all pulled out and chopped!

Yes, Sikong is not surnamed Si, but Sikong.

Referencing the surname as the first name is good and long.

No one dared to provoke this well-known diseased seedling in the base city, it was also the most popular and least popular guest in various luxury places.

No one is more recognizable than Sikong's face, and no one is like Sikong. Every day, there are countless people wishing him a long life and a hundred years of immortality, and it is best to become a fairy in the day.

All the positive adjectives such as Duojin, Duojin, Duojin and boldness, boldness, boldness, etc. can be found in him. It can be said that all along the way, ten thousand families give birth to Buddha.

The fact is that when he spilled a lot of circulation points along the road, all the big and small businessmen who made a lot of money, or everyone in the base city, wished that this young man lived with the sky and the sun and the moon— -It's really dead, and it's also a hundred kilometers away from him, so as not to jeopardize himself when his big boss razes the base city to the ground.

Sikong arched his hands, "Ahhhhh...Hello, Patriarch Jiang, my father specially asked me to climb up to Jiang's house today to attend Miss Jiang's coming-of-age ceremony, haha."

Jiang Zihuan's face was red, "Don't dare to be, please come in, please come in, it's windy outside, Young Master Sikong is careful to catch the cold."

Sikong grabbed the duck with one hand and pointed at Lin Chou, "It's fine, my friend is here, let's go in together."

"Oh? Young Master Sikong and little friend Lin Chou turned out to be old acquaintances?"

Sikong corrected seriously, "Boss Lin."

Jiang Ziwei whispered, "Okay, Lin... Boss, please go into the quiet room with Master Sikong to taste the good white tea. This is a good thing that can only be picked on the top of the mountain in the extreme south."

As for the duck that was too fat and eager to try Lin Chou, he was taken by his own servants to serve him. With sharp eyes, he could see that Jiang's servant took out a whole bag of crystal clear green rice...

It wasn't until the three of them - or Sagong entered the quiet room specially prepared by the Jiang family, everyone started talking.

"Young Master Sikong actually came?"

"Jiang family, Jiang family, you can guarantee ten years of worry-free!"

"What do you say, isn't it... Jiang Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony and Sikong's father are going to join Qin and Jin together at Jiang Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony?"

"Impossible, how can Lord Sikong not come forward in person like that?"

"Hey, this Lin Chou is actually friends with Young Master Sikong."

"The restaurant in the wilderness, this young man, is there something special."

Jiang Shang asked people to carry the huge anchovy into the back kitchen, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Nian, Mr. Nian, please sit down and enjoy a cup of tea."

Nianzhi answered absently, his face pale.

Jiang Shang smiled, and he left indifferently.

After that, Nian Zhi almost roared, "Bastard, Nian Yi, what's going on?"

The people around couldn't help being a little away from Nianzhi, like avoiding a bee with a spike.

...

Quiet room.

This guest room is not luxurious. The thick citrine windows scatter a faint warm light, and the floor, walls and ceiling are blankets made of thick exotic animal fur, and a scent of fragrance rises, making people feel refreshed.

Lin Chou tweeted, sitting on the comfortable sofa, and immediately sank deeply, "Master Sikong is really extraordinary."

Si Kong pouted, "Everyone is just afraid that I will die here."

"Oh, it's not easy to die. Believe it or not, I will pour you a big bowl of pig blood soup with snake wine?"

Sikong's face turned pale, "Fuck me, what hatred do I have with you?"

Jiang Zilan was startled as he listened to the two mocking each other with a smile.

How could the relationship between Lin Chou and Young Master Sikong be so good? It's so good. It makes him a little jealous of the Patriarch!

If his son can have this relationship with Sikong... Jiang Zihuan just thinks about it.

Sikong said, "Uncle Jiang, don't you know Lin Chou?"

Jiang Zihuan slapped haha ​​first, "Uncle's name... ashamed, haha."

"Well, boss Lin... I often heard the little girl mention it later. The little girl, Mingzhu, has escaped by nature, and once went to the living corpse shooting range to be a target girl for someone else. It was almost... Then I went to the sea floor building of the Nian family. Sightseeing, I was almost in distress. Both times were rescued by Lin... the boss, but I didn't know it at the time."

Sikong nodded and said seriously, "Boss Lin is really good, and the dishes are especially suitable for my appetite, but most of the dishes I don't have a taste for, alas, life is like this, what's the point."

Jiang Zihua didn't dare to answer this, so he had to say to Lin Chou, "Mr. Lin, Jiang family, I should thank you very much. I sent someone to your house a few days ago. I don't want to happen that the house assigned to you is empty... who can? I think that Mr. Lin has been doing business in the wilderness, and his offspring is terrible. Jiang, a businessman, I am really ashamed and ashamed.

Jiang Ziwei left after a conversation with the two of them. He still had many guests to entertain.

As soon as Jiang Ziyun left, Sikong's upright and reserved attitude immediately disappeared, and he slumped into the sofa with a grin, and said in a weird tone, "Hey, Mr. Lin, you still have time to participate in some shit adult ceremony. ?? Last time I went to your place to send you a bird and saw the fucking little blackboard..."

This kid's swearing accent is absolutely learned from that guy Shan Ye!

It's sad, a good boy, it's so long and crooked.

"Hey, you really dare to come, do you know who else you invited for this coming-of-age gift?"

An ominous premonition rose in Lin Shou's heart, "Who?"

"Cough cough," Sikong coughed twice, pale with a delicate little face, showing an unpredictable smile, "Leng Han Leng Tyrannosaurus, Wei Tianxing and his daughter, Mo Hongniang and Mo, Dean Fu of the Research Institute, eh ...You may not feel much about this."

"Ms. Bai Suren, the most famous artist in Mingguang Base City, will perform the ancient song [Peony Pavilion] at the coming-of-age ceremony of Ms. Jiang Mingzhu."

*****, disaster level, five stars.

"The soup is still simmering in my pot, I'll go back and have a look first, go and come, go and come..."