Or rather, trying to run away.
No wonder it’s so smooth
These two are so clever that they can’t just run away.
Is that too heard back to Beijing?
This is not giving up.
Goethe pondered and looked at the old blind again.
At this time, the old blind man is still smiling.
He said everything he could.
Besides?
Then you have to make it up
Although he is old, he dare not face the one in front of him.
"Without Mr. Mo"
"The old man knows everything."
"I can’t think of the old man left. Why don’t you ask?"
Old blind asked tactfully.
Goethe is with the wave.
The old blind man was about to get up like an amnesty, but as soon as he got up, Goethe said, "Go and live in a room with Zhang Deshou and Xia Yunfei."
"Ah?"
The old blind man just let go and got up again.
"Aren’t you going to teach me daoist magic?"
"why?"
"Do you want to go back on your word?"
Goethe squinted.
"Oh, how dare I!"
"This is a blessing for the old blind!"
"Blessed points!"
The old blind man once again changed his claim to be completely ruined, and finally he lost his posture.
He came here to finish what happened.
By the way, there is also a man who can be made.
One too.
So are two.
It’s a good thing that he didn’t rot it.
And just now, he pinched his fingers, and it turned out to be a big disaster.
Good thing!
Good thing!
The old blind crossed out of nave just in time to catch Li Changhai drinking and buying food and came back into a side room. He didn’t take himself as an outsider and went in. He grabbed a elbow and stuffed it in his mouth.
After yum yum mouth, he picked up the glass in front of Zhang’s young master and poured it himself.
"Why are you blind?"
Young Master Zhang quit.
Xia Yunfei is eyebrows a wrinkly hold the hilt.
Li Changhai’s eyes turned over.
Who is this?
What’s wrong?
Looking for it?
"I don’t eat you for free, and I don’t drink you for free. I have an agreement with Mr. Mo. I have lived here since today to teach you daoist magic and some miscellaneous things.
What about you? You want to learn.
You have to learn if you don’t want to.
If you are not angry, go to Mr. Mo. "
Old talk nonsense and picked up a piece of elbow meat.
When this was said, Xia Yunfei loosened the hilt and Li Changhai turned back into a simple and honest little mirth.
The zhangs’ young master is a frown.
I can smile for a moment.
"Yo, look, you said the old man came to sit down."
Zhang’s young master even changed his name.
He can’t figure out what this old blind man is now.
But since it was arranged by his master,
Then he will listen.
By the way, touch the bottom again. What if it’s good? Everyone is good.
What if it’s not good? Haihe River outside Haimen is spacious and suitable for sinking people.
Not only the young master Zhang thinks so, but Xia Yunfei and Li Changhai also think so.
Three people. Can we get together happily?
Except for Goethe, it is because of personality and way of doing things.
It’s a little hard to be blind, but my heart is white. What’s the matter?