Datang started from donating medicine

Gu Bao was dumbfounded, "Pindao is fine, why are you disappointed?"

"Oh, that's what I was thinking too much."

Wang Shuangdao: "Today's event, what will happen to you, you already know it in your heart?"

Gu Bao grinned and said, "Aren't Cuihua more numerous?"

Wang Shuang laughed loudly, raised his glass and said, "I wonder if I can be a close friend with the Taoist priest?"

Gu Bao said vulgarly: "What's the benefit?"

After Wang Shuangxiao leaned forward and closed, he said after a long time: "There are benefits you want."

Gu Bao said again: "What benefits can I give you?"

"The Taoist priest is really a wonderful person."

Wang Shuang didn't reply directly, but said: "At my stage, making friends is completely free, and there is no need for any benefits."

Gu Bao sneered, if he really wants to make friends, why bother to tell him again?

A man's body, a little woman's heart!

Pindao will leave it to your fart friend!

He laughed at the moment, and said: "Your Wang family and I may have conflicts, you should think about it carefully."

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Shuang's mouth, and he said, "I'm making friends with you, and it has nothing to do with the Wang family."

Gu Bao couldn't understand his thoughts, but there were some things that were not suitable to be said directly.

He had no choice but to say: "That's fine, as for whether you are a bosom friend or not, you can only leave it to time."

"I believe that I will become a close friend with the Taoist priest."

Gu Bao bumped into the wine glass he raised, and drank it in one gulp.

Wang Shuang put down his teacup and said, "Tea is boring, how about I treat you for lunch today, how about eating here?"

"I'm whatever."

Gu Baodao: "It's just that my brother-in-law is still down there."

"I have my own arrangements, and I won't treat him badly."

Gu Bao is naturally happy to have free delicious food.

Then he stayed and ate and drank with Wang Shuang.

Wang Shuang is very talkative, even Gu Bao thinks he can talk better than him.

It's just that sometimes, the skin should be a little thinner.

Can't compare to Gu Bao.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

After some conversation, Gu Bao deeply felt that the Wang family really deserved to be the Wang family.

He has always believed in a superficial way that the children of the Wang family are all fools.

But after in-depth communication, it was discovered that his knowledge was a subconscious xenophobic behavior.

Just like Wang Shuang, even if this kind of talent fails to become a high-ranking official in the future, his achievements will not be so bad.

Ordinary people have no way to compare.

"Gu Daochang, I heard that you know how to thunder?"

Suddenly Wang Shuang asked.

Gu Bao's mind was shaken, and he pretended to be drunk and said, "What thunder?"

Wang Shuang said with a smile: "Don't be joking, Daoist Gu, the lotus flower banquet, you cast thunder in front of everyone. Although I didn't see it, I have been fascinated for a long time."

"It's just a small technique, it can't be on the stage."

"Small technique?"

Wang Shuang glanced at him, his face flushed red with wine.

"According to what I know, you should have used Leifa before sunrise in the east and rain in the west, right?"

"You know that too?"

Gu Bao was surprised. In his impression, there was no such person as Wang Shuang.

Besides, most people will not mention the things after that.

How does he know?

Not that he couldn't know.

What surprised Gu Bao was that he was able to combine the previous and subsequent events.

Still deliberately close to yourself, just for these?

With all that, things get weird.

Thinking of this, Gu Bao's head became clearer.

Wang Shuang murmured: "Don't blame Daoist Gu, to tell you the truth, when you struck thunder that time, my Wang family was there. And when he talked about you, he hated it so much."

Some time has passed, but Gu Bao can't remember clearly.

"That time, I really can't blame the poor."

Gu Baodao: "Poverty Dao just happened to take the opportunity."

"Did you say it was about the thunder?"

"Correct."

"I remember that there should not be thunder that day."

"Why shouldn't it be?"

Gu Baodao: "It rained that day, and it happened to thunder. It's normal."

Wang Shuang frowned and said, "But why do I think that thunder was caused by Daoist Gu?"

Gu Bao gave him an idiotic look, "You say yes, if Pindao could make thunder, would he still sit here with you?"

Wang Shuang's expression froze, and then he laughed loudly and said, "The Taoist priest speaks quickly and makes sense. Come, let's drink."

Gu Bao shook his head and clinked a glass with him.

But Wang Shuang could really drink, Gu Bao asked himself that it was Hai Han, wondering if he could get drunk.

In the end, he had no choice but to pretend to be drunk and fell asleep on the table.

"Gu Daochang?"

Wang Shuang called him.

Gu Bao smacked his lips and ignored it.

"Gu Daochang?"

Wang Shuang yelled again.

Gu Bao still ignored it.

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Then he heard footsteps, then felt someone push him.

"You can only drink so much." Wang Shuang muttered.

Immediately he slapped his hands, and soon Gu Bao heard the sound of the door being pushed, and then he seemed to be carried on his back.

"Go inside and rest."

"Here!"

Wang Shuang watched Gu Bao being carried in with his eyes flickering, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he opened the door and walked out.

The door closed again.

Gu Bao waited for a while, groaned, and rubbed his head.

Datang's alcohol content is not high, but drinking it like this is enough.

Gu Bao himself is not a person who can drink. Datang baijiu does not have a high alcohol content, but it also makes him feel very bad.

"It's like urine, I don't know why so many people like to drink it..."

Gu Bao smacked his lips, leaned over, and sat up.

Sitting still for a while, no one came in.

Gu Baocai stood up and wanted to go outside.

The footsteps are light and light, but fortunately, I can still walk.

"No, if Wang Shuang went down, Cheng Chumo should have come up a long time ago, why hasn't anyone come up yet?"

Thinking of this, Gu Bao quickly lay down again.

Don't do it for a long time, people are waiting outside.

For Wang Shuang, Gu Bao always felt that this person was not simple.

But for a while, he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

You don't really want to be friends, do you?

What can friends do?

He is a member of the family and he is a son of an aristocratic family. Gu Bao doesn't think the two of them are any friends.

Lying on the bed, he looked inside at the bull coins and experience points.

Only then did I realize that the experience value had already exceeded one thousand, and it was currently one thousand and two.

"System, exchange experience points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully exchanging and getting the top three flowers!"

Gu Bao was stunned for a long time before he realized that the so-called gathering of three flowers on the top was more of an ornament rather than having much effect.

Unless you are bragging that he is a god, and others don't believe it, you can use this as a slap in the face.

The key is that after the slap in the face, others really think he is a god, which is difficult.

Therefore, this so-called "Three Flowers Gathering on the Top", Gu Bao felt that it was even more tasteless than the clairvoyance obtained before.

"How come there is no bolt from the blue and King Kong is not broken recently?"

Gu Bao felt melancholy, but still felt that those two things were useful.

However, the growth of bull coins is gratifying, and now there are 66 coins. If you count the waste, there should be [-] coins.

Thinking wildly, it took a while.

There were footsteps outside, and then the door was flung open.

Gu Bao quickly closed his eyes.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law?"

Cheng Chumo's voice came from next to his ear, and then he heard his footsteps approaching.

"Brother-in-law, why are you still sleeping here?"

Gu Bao opened his eyes suddenly, startling Cheng Chumo.

"My God, brother-in-law, I thought you lied about the corpse."

Gu Bao rolled his eyes straight, "Pin Dao is not dead, why did he cheat the corpse?"

"hey-hey."

Cheng Chumo smiled, rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother-in-law, is he pretending to be drunk?"