Doomsday Pavilion

"Well, I'm ..."

Lin Chou said incredulously, "All? There are so many..."

Elder Leng couldn't care what he said before, pulling out Lin Chou's sleeve and pulling him to the sofa to sit down, and talked seriously.

"I'm telling you, there are more than one or two bastards in the base city, but they are all in the world. It is common for them not to come back very often. Although they have not sealed the password on the face, people who know are really There are not many of them. One of the disadvantages of living for too long is that you have to look back alive, and even your own family members have to look at the genealogy and photos three or four times to recognize people."

"Who was that last time? Isn't it true? I don't know how many generations of grandsons it was. He held the painting for a long time and patted his thigh,'Hey, I go, isn't this my ancestor?' It's commonplace among us old guys, and I'm used to it."

Earl Leng smiled faintly.

"Ziyu is like this. It is reasonable to say that Grandpa Zhao and Ziyu are separated by nine generations. There are so many people in the family. Weddings and funerals are married to Tianding... Grandpa Zhao is always strong... But Zhao Ershu and Sanshu belong to Grandpa Zhao. Parent-child—whatever you call it, it’s just so careless. If you really want to toss these people, then you don’t have to do anything else. You have to think about it for half an hour after meeting.

"..."

Lin Chou looked embarrassed. He is more than two hundred years old, can he give birth?This is too strong, right?It’s not an exception that Huang Dashan’s father had a baby a few years ago. Is this still a glorious tradition?

Looking at the weird expression on Lin Chou's face, Earl Leng knew that this kid couldn't figure out what weird he was thinking, and shouted with a big black plate, "Boy, what are you thinking about!"

It doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, as soon as Lin Chou looked at him, his expression changed to this--(⊙o⊙).

"Ah, dare to ask Leng... Uncle has a long life this year?"

"Eh, I'm going to the little bastard, I really thought I didn't dare to smoke you or something else, if it wasn't for Hanhan to protect you..."

Leng Han raised his eyebrows and coldly patched up a rake.

"If you are not afraid of going back with a wound like the Niu family, you can try."

It’s not a shame that the knife started with a three-meter rake, and the armor-piercing crit hurt enough, and Earl Leng choked and rolled his eyes.

"I...I..."

Old man Leng also added debuffs, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes.

"I made so many promising people. I didn't think that the one who was the most persuaded had the longest life. It really hurts to live for thousands of years."

Earl Leng said nothing.

Doesn’t he know what his master looks like? If he dared to jump out half of a word, he would be guaranteed to be a headless blast. Master Leng doesn’t care about what is happening with someone next to him—I Educating his son to beat him to death is justified!

Leng Han said again,

"If you're not at sea, you won't be able to do three tricks in my hands, hum."

Inadvertently glanced at Lin Chou,

"If you are at sea, you might not be able to connect to Lin Chou."

Earl Leng's face was completely pig liver-colored.

Prince Leng was very happy,

"Good girl, I should talk more and laugh more. It's hard for Xiao Lin to keep his face cold all day long. It's not easy for this kid. Why do I fall in love with you..."

"Ok??!"

Prince Leng's coughs, his face was red,

"Xiao Lin, our Leng family is not prosperous. After you and Han Han are together, you should work harder—"

"grandfather!!"

Lin Chou was in a cold sweat.

Prince Leng was obviously familiar with changing the topic, and two completely unrelated topics were twisted together and seamlessly connected.

"Our Leng's family is not only a small family, but also a few servants. Don't blame the old man. I neglected you. Hey, the first time you come, that Xiaodie, go and inform the back chef. Add two more drinks and food. Wine... Forget it, I think Xiaolin brought wine and drank the wine he brought. It's all his own family. Why are you polite?"

Leng Han's face was red and bloody, and Liu Meifeng's eyes all showed loss and anxiety. After all, he was still a girl.

But her tone was extremely harsh,

"Prince Leng, can you try another nonsense?"

"..."

Prince Leng held his face cold for three full seconds.

"Oh, yes, when we settle the marriage, it will be considered famous as a teacher—"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Lin Chou can be regarded as thoroughly aware of the state of Leng Han who has turned into anger from shame.

Xiao Wu Xiaodie had already avoided it, and the two girls hadn't even forgotten to take her husband away.

Three minutes later, Prince Leng, who was full of bags, and Earl Leng, who had suffered innocent disaster, were full of joy-God knows what they are happy about.

"Oh, oh, what? The chef hurry up. The hungry people are fast."

Earl Leng smacked his lips.

"Since the girl made this pile of gold, my father has become even more insecure."

Mr. Leng complained,

"Don't talk about you, just me... hiss, my old waist, hey, don't you know, the little guy from the Wei family complained to me a few days ago, saying that he hadn't had time to find someone to show off when he just broke Tier 6 As soon as he returned to the base city, Hanhan was smashed with a stick. The smashed house cost him more than 200,000 circulation points."

Earl Leng stared,

"Why does he still want us to reimburse him? There is no way! Han Han beats him for the sake of reason, that is to kill harm for the people!"

Prince Leng snorted triumphantly.

"I'm free to listen to him beeping? Just throw it out, bastard, tell the parents to fight!"

Lin Chou scratched his head for a long time, but he didn't think of what was wrong with this conversation-yes, nothing wrong.

Seeing these two talk more and more unreliable, Leng Han coughed slightly.

Prince Leng's face changed again,

"Ah, Xiaolin, don't get me wrong, our Leng family is still very reasonable."

Yes, it is very reasonable, but you use your fists and hammers to reason.

Old man Leng suddenly became interested.

"Xiao Lin, why don't we make a gesture before the meal?"

"Ahem!"

There was another cough.

Prince Leng looked serious and said quickly,

"Yes, yes, let's talk about it after eating, you will have strength when you are full."

"..."

What do you have the strength to do? Fight.

Lin Chou felt that if he stayed here for a day, he could really be ten years younger. This cold conversation would definitely prolong life and live forever. Of course, listen and listen, absolutely not participate, otherwise the chance of belching on the spot would definitely exceed 100%. It's three hundred, no matter how long you live longer.

Earl Leng suddenly remembered something again, and mysteriously went to the corner of the stairs, Ding Ding Dong pulled out a half-length wooden box from it, opened the box, took out something, and brought it over.

"Xiao Lin, look, how about this collection of old man?"

Lin Chou looked at the peculiar round clam shell silently, "This is..."

Prince Leng’s expression is like a kid at the alley asking someone to watch his carefully collected limited edition Yu-Gi-Oh card.

"Open it and see."

Lin Chou had to open it as he said, and there was nothing else inside, only a dark pie, which was heavy and rough.

Looking up and down, he said with some uncertainty,

"This is... Pu'er tea bricks?"

Prince Leng was surprised,

"Good boy, there is a set. It really understands all things. Last time I took out a few old Anhua dark tea bricks. Those bastard boys were shocked to recognize Pu'er. They were really angry. Old man."

Prince Leng gritted his teeth and pointed at Earl Leng,

"Good things have been ruined by this little bunny, and they won't show up. He understands the fart of a mother, and sees this seal-a genuine inventory of the Qing Guangxu court. Lao Zi took advantage of the chaos from the Huangsong basement of Shenjing There are only a few categories in total. The other teas are all turned into charcoal ash unless they are hidden. In the end, I picked out dozens of pieces of Pu'er and black tea, which is a pity."

Lin Chou gently stroked the print on the tea cake. Due to the age of the tea cake, it was too long to see the specific font on it. Fang Fangzheng had words and patterns directly branded on the round dish-shaped tea cake, gently sniffing , There is still a burning aroma.

This tea cake was slightly larger than the palm of his hand, weighing about three kilograms, and the texture of the tea was not noticeable. Lin Chou quickly put it back into the clam shell. After the clam shell was covered, the small “teeth” on the edge were tightly seamed.

"Indian tea bricks, every second of exposure to air is a sin."

The old man was comforted by Lin Chou's flattery, squinting at Earl Leng,

"Huh, I understand, I know how precious this thing is. The big black guy in front of you didn't know how many tea bricks were stolen from me when I was young and used to cook tea eggs-his mother's boiled ordinary eggs!"

"..."

Lin Chou smoked his cheeks, Leng Han's father seemed to have a lot of dark history.

Prince Leng then scolded,

"What's even more annoying is that when Lao Tzu comes back, there is only a piece of egg skin left for his mother. This bastard didn't even leave any hair for Lao Tzu!

"..."

Earl Leng was extremely embarrassed,

"It's not a catastrophe for the past two hundred years. Your tea bricks have been around for more than one hundred decades. The cooked tea eggs smell of aspergillin, which is really not delicious."

Prince Leng took a shoe sole from under the sofa and pulled it over.

"Fuck your mother, tea bricks of one hundred and forty years, don't you understand? This thing was auctioned before the cataclysm, and one piece started at half a million, don't you know? You want to be angry with me? "

Leng Han knew nothing about this thing, and blinked at Lin Chou.

"Can you really drink tea more than a hundred years old?"

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Old tea is a relative concept. The popularity of tea bricks was also during the Guangxu period, and it was just about this age. Many people who are proficient in this theory think that tea bricks - especially Pu'er tea bricks, the more aging and fragrant, the peak taste is at one hundred and fourteen. Ten years or so, ah, but I don’t know tea, I just heard it."

The old man is fine, he just said,

"There are fewer and fewer young people who understand these things. It is no longer a long eye to take them out. Last time I heard that the Jiang family’s kid bought tea bricks for more than a thousand years. God knows what he thinks. of."

The old man said, he still got a pot to let Leng Han and Lin Chou try something new. Of course, the old man did not forget to let the chef bring some boiled eggs for Earl Leng.

"Don't look at it, you can just eat that, it suits you."

"..."

The so-called elders don’t dare to give up, and the boiled eggs given by my father will have to be eaten even if he chokes.

The helpless back-cooker was thinking about peeling the eggs for his master, but Earl Leng almost didn't gouge him to death with his eyeballs, and ran away quickly.

Prince Leng asked his granddaughter expectantly,

"Hanhan, how does it taste?"

Leng Han carefully tasted,

"It's a bit bitter, it seems to be sweet again, the fragrance is very strong, it tastes warm all over."

The expression of Old Man Leng seemed to be able to jump up happily at any time, and the brothers seemed to poke Lin Chou on the shoulder.

"Boy Lin, you are really the old man's lucky star, this girl has never been so nice to me, hahahaha~!"

——What a painful realization this is.

Lin Chou blinked,

"Master, what was it like before the cataclysm?"

The old man Leng was stunned, and after thinking about it, he exhaled deeply, his face was sad.

"Xiao Lin, you don't want to know."

Earl Leng came up,

"Little Lin, I brought so many things to the old man, what about me?"

Lin Chou, "This..."

Earl Leng's eyebrows gradually rose.

"You are at sea..."

"Yes! How can I forget your old man!!!"

Leng Han looked at his father and Lin Chou suspiciously, "You?"

"It's okay."

"It's okay!"

Earl Leng said it was impossible. After all, being rubbed by a son-in-law on the ground would be disgraceful. As for Lin Chou, it was all for a better life.

After feeling in his pocket for a long time, Lin Chou finally found a mass of things and placed it in front of Earl Leng.

"Here."

Earl Leng looked at him, a little overwhelmed, "What the hell is this?"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, what else could be in his pocket? Those were the hyphae that had just been sifted down from the hair ball.

Of course, the aura must be full,

"Ahem, this is the hypha of bloody Tribulus terrestris. It is extremely tough. Uncle Leng uses a bow, right? This thing should be used."

Earl Leng was agitated, looked around and asked carefully,

"I... took this thing, the thing under the black sea, won't you turn your face?"

Lin Chou couldn't laugh or cry. It seemed that the last incident left a big shadow on the entire black army.

"Of course not. I found that these mycelium seem to be very suitable for bowstrings. It would be better if they were tied with the tendons of some alien animals. I don't know if I am right."

Earl Leng fiddled with him casually.

"Zheng~"

A drop of blood dripped from the finger.

He muttered dumbfounded,

"Sure enough, bloody tribulus."

Then put it away like a baby,

"This thing is definitely a waste of bowstrings. A magic weapon. My Tier 5 defense didn't feel cut off at all. Tsk tsk, go back to the higher teacher and ponder it carefully to see if I can get something new. "

Looks quite satisfied?

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief, glad that his brains turned quickly.

So, can weave a bib with Siguzi's tail wool on the agenda?

I don't know if Si Gouzi is eating too much or what it is. The whole Yanhui Mountain sees the black rain in the past few days, and he has at least two catties of dog hair on his body after going around.

Hey, Tier 6 hair loss essence, it must not be very common!

When I go back, I must ask the big breasted sister to collect them, and I can't waste it. Think about the scarf made of a sixth-order strange animal hair with everyone in the New Year's greetings next year. How domineering and accentuated!