Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou coughed and said,

"Cough cough, I know the papaya crucian in milk soup, it is the holy product for nourishing yin, beauty and breast enhancement, the ancient recipe before the cataclysm! Although the method is different, the effect of my dish must be the same, um, Only strong, not weak."

"MMP, the forest that has always been honest has learned to deceive, who taught it??"

The bald head suddenly became furious with a straight face.

The eyes of everyone gathered on the mountain master,

"Look, look at your uncle, what does Laozi do?"

Of course Lin Chou was even more unhappy.

"How can it be said that it is a lie? When did this handsome lie to you? You touch your conscience. I allow you to think about it."

With a bald sound, he reached in and squeezed his pectoralis major.

frown,

"It feels nothing, it's not big or small."

"So, it must be a lie."

The reason is unassailable.

Don't blame the bald head, it is because the conscience and the boobs are too close.

Lin Chou drew a slow upward curve,

"This is a continuous and slow process. Just like Chinese medicine, it needs to be calculated based on the course of treatment."

Everyone shook their heads together.

"Fuck the silly roe deer in the base city. They are not an evolutionary food. What can you do?"

Lin Anxious,

"It's not the food of the evolutionary, and it can't be said to be a lie, do you understand that it is genuine?"

Everyone nodded indifferently while sizzling haha.

"Yes."

"It's all on the scene, can we tear down your station, Brother Lin, right?"

"An La An La, a bunch of big heads, they will be pitted."

Lin Chou was speechless and announced that this test dish was included in the blacklist of the most failed.

...

Full of alcohol and food, he was paralyzed in bed.

The sitting posture of everyone is not very good, mainly because it takes a while to digest after eating too much.

Huang Dashan is still humming,

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Grandpa Dashan, a carnivore, actually has a vegetarian day."

"Is this a vegetarian?"

Shan Ye said,

"Of course, rabbits eat fruit!"

Bai Qiong frowned,

"I offend you?"

"Hey, Rabbit is not surnamed Bai, why are you so excited."

Everyone was talking, Sikong's figure stepped in from outside the door.

"See, Sie!"

Once you come in, you can't stop sneezing,

"This smell, this is... Aye!"

After sneezing, he coughed violently. His thin body made people worry about whether he would be blown away by his sneezes.

Lin Chou frowned,

"Didn't your body say that it's getting better, what's wrong?"

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Sikong's thin face is not even a bit of flesh, and the pale face can almost see traces of blue blood vessels inside, and the cheekbones are high and protruding, and the appearance is very shocking.

Sikong Road,

"This is my old problem, but you are hollowed out?"

"..."

Lin Chou rolled his eyes.

"what happened?"

Sikong blushed and smiled embarrassedly.

"Hey, it's so shameless to talk about it. The smell of those penguin excrements recently is really too heavy-my fragile lungs can't withstand this kind of air. Just before I went out, I felt dizzy. This is not it. I came here just after I got out of bed and walked around."

Huang Dashan grinned,

"I said Mr. Sagong, your old man should linger for a while. What are you going to do? How dare you jump into the wilderness with this small body? Don't be afraid that a bad wind will blow you down."

Sikong smiled bitterly,

"If you don't move anymore, this son is really going to die young, Linzi, first come to a bowl of pig blood soup to drink, that thing...is there any more?"

Lin Chou nodded,

"There is still some half crocodile dragon meat, but you are in this state...too weak, and you are not tolerated. It is better to order half crocodile dragon."

Sikong sighed, his expression was very sad.

"Linzi, when I'm dead, I'm fine, remember to cook two good dishes, pierce a paper horse, a big sword, and burn it for me."

"The vegetable is less oil and more spicy. The sword wants the green nightmare to want Lu, and the paper girl must have a big chest, a big mouth, a small waist and a narrow hip width. The age should not exceed 18 and the height should not be less than 1.65 meters."

"Well, that's all for now, no other requirements."

"puff."

Huang Dashan almost sprayed out the rice he had just eaten.

Lin Chou raised his eyes.

"That is to say, the paper made by the paper maker must be the paper from eighteen years ago. Don't you panic if you use it?"

Si Kong was stunned.

Lin Mei said,

"That's it, then it's settled - I'll fix the book and send it to you before burning the girl. When the burnt paper man passes by, you have to hold on to it, don't be snatched by others, while it's hot."

Sikong crooked his mouth,

"My buddy, I haven't seen you for a few days, your taste is getting tricky."

Lin Chou squinted at Huang Dashan and others.

"This room is black near Zhu Zechi and near Mo."

Huang Dashan patted the table,

"When a child speaks, don't go around and go around with your eyes. The eyes are easy to throw away and the mouse can't be found in the hole, you know?"

Lin Chou spread his hands,

"Look~"

It is absolutely unbearable for normal people to eat a senior sick rice who has been sick for decades. It is too much effort.

After a while, the person was held back in half.

Sikong sighed, feeling unbearably depressed. He didn't take a few sips of the soup, and put down the spoon and turned to go out lonely.

Lin Chou looked at his back with mournful sympathy, and stopped talking.

Hey, I lost it again, this product was not paid.

Once people are depressed, they need some entertainment.

When Sikong left, he planned to call Wu Ke back to the base city.

Wu Ke also looked moved, looked at the thick blank report in his hand, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Forget it, don't go, the kind of place you go, I feel I will lose my life when I go often."

After Sikong left, Lord Shan came up,

"Hey hey, what place, tell me, isn't it that kind of~ um~ ahem~ a good place?"

Wu Kedao,

"What's a good place to uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? Why is your expression so strange?

"..."

Shan Ye asked for a bit of fun,

"Hypocritical, too hypocritical."

Turning around and smiling again,

"Next time Master Sikong will take you to a good place, remember to call me."

Wu Ke finally finished writing a report paper and said without looking up,

"I said, uncle, you are old, do you like young people's stuff too?"

Master Huang coughed.

"What do you know? What does this mean for people who are not old and childlike? Only people like Lao Tzu can live long."

"It seems reasonable... Are you sure you want to go?"

"determine."

"Okay, call you with me next time."

Master Huang's strategy succeeded,

"Good job, but where did you go?"

Wu Ke frowned and broke his fingers.

"The first time I went to fight with crickets for a day, the second time I ate the cow flat hot pot, the third time I drank soybean juice, the fourth time I ate the smelly mandarin fish, the fifth time..."

"Oh...Okay, stop talking, stay away from me! Low IQ may be contagious!"