Faraway Wanderers

Chapter 58: Thrilling

Zhou Zishu was very panicked in his heart, feeling that this world had changed, and people's hearts were no longer there. A big girl in the middle of the night actually ran to the land of Hualiu to have fun, and she looked up at the night sky and said, "This ... ... "

The scorpion snorted and said, "They are scholars, and they pay attention to 'the words must do, the actions must be fruit'. The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes say 'a gentleman, a horse and a whip'. Spitting a nail, can Brother Zhou just want to keep his word and fat? "

Wen Kexing was afraid that the world would slap Zhou Zi on the waist without chaos and said, "That is, sneaking and slipping is okay. It's not shameful to speak, even I can't bear to be with you."

Zhou Zishu patted his salty pig hand and thought to himself: You are compassionate, don't go with me.

He glanced at the scorpion, said nothing, and turned his head back.

The scorpion's expression was loosened, and then a smile appeared. He looked really good, but he didn't look good, his mouth seemed a little crooked, and he looked particularly disgusted, and his eyes fluttered with a wave / wave. It is a bit insignificant. Wen Kexing suddenly felt a bit of a sense of crisis, looked at Zhou Zishu's back, and looked at the person next to him, feeling that in front of who and what ... something needs to adjust his mental state.

However, he soon realized that he was actually more concerned.

The scorpion stood at the door of the scented house with his arms on his arms. The bed seemed to have been brought in to clean it up, and the bed hangs half loose. The scorpion asked: "Two people need to bathe and change clothes and use nothing. ... to help? "

Zhou Zishu rolled up his sleeves and said very bachelor: "You don't have to be so troublesome.

The scorpion stunned and patted with his hands after a while. A servant-dressed man ran over in a small step, bent down and stood in front of him. What the scorpion ordered in a whisper, Zhou Zishu added quickly: "A sword is required."

The servant went down, and the scorpion looked at him, wondering, "Isn't Brother Zhou going to play tricks again?"

Zhou Zishu leaned on Erlang's legs, and sat on the bed, laughing, "You watched how much meat rolled around all day, tired or not? Wait a moment, I want you to watch something fresh."

Wen Kexing didn't say a word beside him, he was very savvy. He wondered if Ah Su could be able to withstand Lai, that's good, save the big scorpion cheaply. If you really want to ... wow, marry the chicken and the chicken and the dog. Dog, of course, he could not help but give up his life to accompany the gentleman.

For a moment, pen, ink and paper were all readily available. Zhou Zishu stood up and reached out to the scorpion, saying, "Please wait."

The scorpion was naturally in no hurry, closed the door of the room with his hand, held the teapot, and drank it himself—I saw Zhou Zishu's pen without hesitation. Looking at the posture, it was quite a bit of a sense of daring everyone. After just a few clicks, it became a sheet, set aside to air, and extended the magic claw to the next sheet of paper.

Wen Kexing didn't know what he was going to do. He curiously stood and stretched his neck and looked at it. The more his face looked weirder, the more he raised his eyebrows, and finally he flew out of his face. He seemed to know Zhou on the first day. Like Shu, he felt like he was sighing. I didn't know how to express it, so I stood with a solemn expression and stood beside Zhou Zishu.

It took a while to make a note of incense. Zhou Zishu had already used up more than ten sheets of paper with a sharp knife, and when he was done, he threw the pen aside, picked up the last one, dried it gently, and then dried the first one. When he got up, he patted the wall with the palm of his hand, and the soft rice paper was trapped in the wall. His hands kept moving, and a dozen rice papers were lined up in order in a moment, and all were photographed on the wall.