[comprehensive] superior skills

After getting up early, the rooster crowed three times, and Song Ci, who was ready for battle, started the game on time.

In the next second, the waiter in the inn broke into the door asking for money and shouted: "The latest notice, because the emperor's micro-service tour in the south of the Yangtze River, the land price has risen. Starting today, the rent will be re-accounted for. 100 taels of silver is the same price every day!"

"Ten taels?"

Song Ci touched his purse, which had shrunk a lot since changing the map, and asked with a smile, "Is it too exaggerated?"

"Exaggerated fart!"

Throwing a towel for money, "Now the Yuelai Inn has been replaced with a gold inlaid jade signboard. To put it bluntly, even the rebel leaders from the previous dynasty paid a lot of money to come to this store to be contaminated with dragon spirits. Little people like you Wherever you live, you can’t stay overnight, and those who are sensible will die farther away!”

Song Ci suddenly realized: "I understand, you are not here to inform the price increase, but to drive away customers, right?"

Desperately asking for money, he flipped the bed indiscriminately, and threw people and belongings outside the door, "If you know it, you still ask, it's a waste of my time!"

"Are you OK?"

A young boy who looks very similar to Si Yaoqian, who looks very gentle and gentle, helped catch the little Taoist priest who was suddenly forcibly expelled, "My brother is a bit rude, but he has no bad intentions. Anyway, it is ours The inn is rude first, and I can’t do anything even if I speak lightly, but I can only compensate you for three meals for free.”

Song Ci stared at the fat white pork bun in Yao Qianshi's hand, and sighed, "I'll get three meals when I come, and I'll get three meals when I go. It really deserves to be the world-famous Yuelai Inn..."

With a bedroll in his left hand and a pork bun in his right, and the second king coiled around his waist, who was about to bite, the little Taoist priest, who was temporarily homeless, appeared in a gynecological clinic with zero hair.

The proprietress was still grabbing medicine at the front desk, "Daoist priest, did you go the wrong way and stay next door."

"That's right, I'm here to stay."

Song Ci sat on the waiting bench expressionlessly, "The lake is too humid and the bamboo raft is not stable, I can only deal with it here for a few days, don't tell me that even your clinic has raised prices !"

"That's not it."

The proprietress smiled sweetly and declined, "It's just that most of the women who live in our pharmacy are female family members. Although the Taoist priest is a monk, he can't avoid being suspected of being a melon farmer. If it spreads, it may hurt their reputation..."

"Do you think I will give up and leave by pretending not to know me? I have to say, this kind of thinking is too naive!"

Song Ci drove the two kings into the inner room covered with layers of curtains, startled, "Where did the two injured big servants live yesterday?"

The proprietress, who suddenly discovered that she still had trypophobia, climbed onto the counter in panic, and said in a trembling voice, "They left early in the morning!"

"how is this possible?!"

Song Ci raised his foot and was about to enter, "Based on the injuries of those two, lying down for ten or eight days is the merit of our ancestors. If you leave early in the morning, you really treat yourself as a cure for all diseases!"

The proprietress screamed again and again, "I didn't lie, it was my husband who took them away!"

"Zero hair?"

Song Ci stopped his half-stepped steps, approached and asked, "Where did he go?"

"My husband didn't tell me."

The proprietress with her arms folded was trembling, "But he also took your megaphone away."

"It's hard to understand that you went to pick up girls?"

Song Ci pondered for a moment, "Okay, I will trust you just once."

When the little Taoist priest drifted away just like when he came, the proprietress, who was belatedly aware of it, chased all the way to the door and shouted: "You just said that my husband went to pick up girls? How dare he go to pick up girls without telling me?!"

The peddler who set up a stall nearby sneered while clearing the table: "What a fuss! Your husband has been picking up girls in front of you for so many years, and I have never seen you so nervous!"

"You bullshit!"

The proprietress jumped up and argued: "My husband is doing his best. Don't slander him just because he is an honest person. Be careful, I will sue you for slander!"

"An honest person still runs a gynecology clinic?"

The peddler snorted coldly: "If it wasn't for my dead ghost father who insisted on forcing me to inherit the food stall at home, I would have come to worship Ah Fa as a teacher! This is the highest state of a man, the girl the emperor has seen Not as many as him!"

While the proprietress and the peddler were insisting on their opinions, the little Taoist who didn't know that he had unintentionally disturbed a wave of spring water had arrived at the back door of the Grand Master's Mansion.

"Huh, is this?"

Song Ci squatted in front of a newly opened dog hole, and picked up a piece of flowing hair that was scratched at the gap in the wall, "It seems to be the hair of a mysterious person?"

Even if they didn't get along for a long time, she knew how precious the other person's hair was. If she hadn't been forced to do so, she would never have ruined it like this.

"Boy! What are you doing squatting there sneakily? Do you want to sneak into the dog's hole while the guards in the mansion are having breakfast?"

On the top of the wall, a vulgar man with a savage face brandished a knife and demanded, "With my martial arts champion here, no one can even try to enter the house without permission!"

"So you are the number one martial artist who has pursued Sister Shiliu for many years but never succeeded?"

Song Ci hurriedly cupped his hands to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Why are you shouting so affectionately for no reason!"

Wu Zhuangyuan raised his eyebrows and said in dissatisfaction: "Pomegranate's boudoir name is also what you can call it. Are you also a disciple who wants to secretly admire Pomegranate's beauty?!"

"Why did you say that?"

Song Ci stepped on the burden and leaned on the wall nearby and asked, "Could it be that before my little brother, there were three other friends who came here?"

"Hey, you even told the number of people, how dare you say that it's not the woman who wants to seduce me?!"

Conscious that speaking through the wall could not express his indignation, Wu Zhuangyuan simply jumped down, "Three prostitutes appeared out of nowhere in the early morning, and dared to make a loud noise at the back door of Washington, singing some unsavory obscenities. Cilangqu! Luckily, I moved quickly and temporarily dug a dog hole to drag people in, so as not to make the neighbors laugh at me!"

Smoothing the Taoist robe without even a single wrinkle, Song Ci put on a dignified appearance, "May I ask the man, are those three thieves the doctor, the mysterious man, and the chief executive?"

"That's right! I not only remember their voices and appearances, but also the songs they sang together!"

Wu Zhuangyuan raised his breath suddenly and said: "Ah! You are beautiful! Qiuxiang Qiuxiang, you are so beautiful! Ah! So handsome! Your majesty, your majesty, you are so handsome!"

After he finished singing, he shouted again, "I have never seen such a vile and shameless person, who dare not even leave a name for picking up girls!"

"Brother, please wait!"

Song Ci suppressed the pork bun that was almost gushing out of his throat, "Please forgive me for being stupid, but I really can't tell what this has to do with Sister Pomegranate..."

"Nonsense, anyone with long eyes can't see the difference between Qiuxiang and Pomegranate! They want to make a trick to hide Chen Cang, and it depends on whether I am willing to do it or not!"

While speaking, Wu Zhuangyuan grabbed the young Taoist priest's collar and said with a sly smile: "Boy, I think you are also very suspicious, you should come in honestly and be with the three thieves!"

How could the dignified housekeeper of Huafu feel wronged by himself to drill the dog hole, he went directly to the back door and pressed the pass code, "9527, open the door!"

As soon as the door rang, Song Ci saw a young servant with dog skin and plaster on his face come out quickly, bowed and said, "Welcome the number one scholar back home!"

"Hey, aren't you the one?"

The little Taoist priest who was held in his hand suddenly pointed to the boy who was dodging and said, "Brother, we met last night!"

Tang Bohu, who was also forced to run away from home by his eight wives, said seriously: "Brother, although we meet each other in the mountains and rivers, but you and I are just destined to eat chicken wings together. Why do you have to remember it for so long!"

Song Ci helplessly spread his hands and said, "It's not that I have to remember, it's that my dear brother's demeanor is too eye-catching, how many people can forget it!"

Wu Zhuangyuan glanced at the two vigilantly, "9527, do you know this little thief?"

"Absolutely not!"

Tang Bohu said righteously: "Last night before I temporarily decided to sell myself, I went to the night market to get drunk, and I accidentally met this Taoist priest when I was sharing a table. I thought he was a good-looking person, so I thought it was People who have read poetry and books, did not expect..."

At the end, Tang Bohu lightly lifted his soft hat, and said coolly: "Young lady, what a thief!"

"Okay! Brother is unkind and brother is unrighteous!"

In the process of moving his feet off the ground, Song Ci tore off a piece of his jacket, and scribbled: "I will now send a letter to Feige, the eight creditors in my family, and tell them to rush to the south of the Yangtze River to save people!"

"Hey, Xiao Daoist, don't be impulsive!"

Tang Bohu, who was already planning to leave, braked quickly when he heard this, turned around and put his arms around Wu Zhuangyuan and whispered: "It's just a moment of confusion to think about this person, give it a chance. At most, I will write a love letter for you at the third watch tonight." Can you send a sincere confession letter to Sister Shiliu?"

Wu Zhuangyuan clenched his fists, "One letter is enough, at least ten!"

"Ten letters are ten letters!"

Tang Bohu casually stamped on the dog skin plaster, "Use this as proof, see you in the back garden!"

After dismissing the champion of martial arts, Tang Bohu immediately grabbed the little Taoist priest's whisk and said sadly: "Brother You, we finally meet again, brother, I really miss you!"

"Stop doing this!"

Song Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, and pushed away his bruised handsome face, "You can't keep the Tang Mansion well, why did you go to Hua Taishi's Mansion to be a slave?"

"It's really hateful to say!"

Tang Bohu pulled out the bamboo dragonfly that he carried with him, "I don't know which bastard used this low-level peeping tool to harm me. Now the eight hags in the family are going crazy, and I ran away without even packing the soy sauce!"

Song Ci put away the luggage that got in the way, "I just happen to know the bastard you are talking about, why don't you take me to the firewood room where the hostages are held in Washington?"

Tang Bohu was startled when he saw this, "Eh? Brother You, I didn't expect you to be able to juggle!"

He circled around the little Taoist priest, and deliberately rummaged under the Taoist robe: "Where did you hide your things?"

"If it's so easy for you to find it, I won't be ashamed."

Song Ci mentioned the talented man who was about to dig a hole in the ground, "I don't have time to talk, take me to the woodshed!"

"The firewood room is right behind you!"

Tang Bohu pointed to the dilapidated wooden house a few steps away and said: "A lowly servant like me who has just entered the mansion is not qualified to leave the back door. You don't know such an obvious thing?"

"How do I know, I didn't sell myself into slavery!"

Song Ci snorted coldly, and kicked open the half-covered door, "Where's the person?"

"I am here!"

The cat received the signal on the beam and said hello, "I felt familiar when someone yelled outside the door just now. It turns out that it is really the Taoist priest!"

"What are you doing up there?"

Song Ci raised his head and asked, "Where are the mysterious man and the chief executive?"

"Oh, you mean those two guys."

Ling Lingfa slowly turned the coil in his hand, "The signal in the room is too bad. In order to contact the other three Baolong masters as soon as possible, I put them into the sky as kites."

"Isn't it?"

Song Ci took a step back, and sure enough, he saw two capitalized herringbone characters near the thick clouds, "Is this posture too dangerous, what if there is thunder and rain?"

Linglingfa laughed strangely and said, "Then collect the clothes!"

After studying the communication signals floating in the air, Tang Bohu suddenly said: "Although my brother's beauty is comparable to my own, but when I first saw your face, I couldn't help but want..."

"You want to give me a hard meal, don't you?"

Ling Lingfa said indifferently: "I understand, anyone who sees a pirated version can't help but lose their temper! It's a pity that today is different. If you want to hit someone, you have to ask my brother first!"

Tang Bohu nodded calmly, "You brother, what do you think?"

Song Ci raised his hand to signal, "I have no objection."

"I'm not talking about him."

Ling Ling raised his chin and said triumphantly, "Look at your back first!"

Under the gloomy dark clouds, three burly men with tangled muscles appeared at some time, each practicing a set of powerful boxing techniques.

"Huhuhu, Tang Bohu?"

Song Ci went through the two groups of people who were evenly matched and outnumbered one by one, and realized: "It turns out that this is the so-called 'what you want to do' and 'speaking insincerely', I have learned."

"Afa, what are you doing?"

Ling Ling, who was standing at the front of the line, asked respectfully: "The emperor is gone, why didn't you inform us earlier, you are still in the mood to go sightseeing!"

"The emperor has not disappeared."

Ling Lingfa ran over quickly, "He is at King Ning's mansion now. I heard that King Ning specially selected the most beautiful beauties in Jiangnan to accompany him in order to entertain the emperor. I don't know how happy I am every day!"

"Why are you happy, look at this!"

Fo Yin, the ultimate liaison officer of Ouchi Secret Agent, held up the puppet in his hand, "This is a humanoid barometer specially designed by you for the emperor. If you take a closer look, the clay puppet's eyeballs are about to cry, but there is no injury. It clearly shows that the emperor is suffering from inhumane mental torture!"

"Foyin is right..."

Because no one controlled the antenna to fall vertically and smashed the eaves, the Chief Ouchi said intermittently: "I can see clearly from the sky, that bastard King Ning dedicated all the bottom [-] beauty rankings to the emperor. The time is really 'day and night, endless'..."

"As the saying goes, 'We are born from the same root, why are we too eager to rape'? I never thought that King Ning's methods would be so lowly!"

Tang Bohu opened the back door as he spoke, urging again and again: "It's not too late, I think you heroes should go and rescue the emperor, as for the broken tiles, I'll deduct them from my salary!"

"Brothers!"

Foyin stepped forward and pressed his shoulders, and said solemnly: "It's a long night and dreamy. After reconciling with the emperor, we will return to the capital immediately. I wonder if you have Qiuxiang's autograph book in your hand to give me a copy?"

"This one……"

Tang Bohu sighed sadly: "To be honest, my younger brother, as a lowly servant in Washington, has not yet had the chance to see Miss Qiuxiang's golden face. Why don't you wait for me to get it some other day, and then take the government's car to send it quickly for [-] miles Imperial City?"

"Alright!"

Foyin waved his hand imposingly, "Baolong clan, listen to my orders, and go straight to Prince Ning's mansion!"

After a while of flying around, all the secret agents who fell from the sky disappeared without a trace, leaving only an abandoned woodshed with a sign of suspension of use in Washington.

"It really comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry."

Ping Bai sighed, and Song Ci bowed his hands to say goodbye to the great talent, "Now that the dust has settled, Xiaodao will bid farewell."

Tang Bohu took a few steps, and stood on the edge of the threshold along the cordon and asked: "You brother, where are you going, at least leave an address for future contact!"

"It's always come and gone."

Song Ci waved his hand like a swimming fish, "As for other things, when I want to eat grilled chicken wings some other day, you and my brothers will naturally meet each other someday."

It is still the original Wangfu Bridge, but there is a missing flowery and beautiful family member who is looking forward to each other crazily.

The owner of the tea stall said regretfully: "I don't know what King Ning is thinking. He played the beauty pageant well. Now it's all right. I just lost one of the four wonders of the south of the Yangtze River."

Finding the last few big coins in the purse, Song Ci bought a cup of tea and drank it, "Boss, don't worry, maybe they will meet again in the future."

Pushing down the bamboo raft, Song Ci floated to the surface of the water again with the two kings on his back.

It was still a familiar section of the bridge. After a while, the yelling on both sides of the strait gradually subsided, and the floating waves of the blue sea appeared in the sky again.

A violent wave hit, the bamboo raft shook violently, and the little Taoist priest lying on top spit out a salted fish, "What's the matter, although I already knew that the sea is not only water, you don't need to make a salty fish!" The fish is so exaggerated!"

The huge seaweed floating not far from the bamboo raft rose slowly, "Little brother, can you please return the salted fish to me?"

"who are you?"

Song Ci lowered his head and picked up the tail of the salted fish, "Don't tell me that you sent out this hidden weapon!"

A slightly handsome man with dreadlocked blond hair emerged from the seaweed, "No, that's what I'm going to sell, but it just fell out of the basket because it wasn't fastened."

Looking around the turbulent sea waves covered by dark clouds, Song Ci said in surprise: "Is it too childish for you to swim across the sea in this weather? Can I borrow a bamboo pole from you for support?"

"Swimming is such a small thing, I have been doing it since I was born!"

The man came to the side of the bamboo raft while speaking, "My name is Ba Dai, and my friends call me Ba Ge, what about you?"

"Badai, what a magical name."

Song Ci returned the salted fish that had been accidentally entered by mistake, "My younger brother's surname is Lu, and his name is only one word You."

"Xiaoyou? It's not a bad name, it sounds like it's related to water!"

The mynah was floating around on the bamboo raft, but he refused to be obedient and come up for a ride, "I was busy chasing salted fish just now and forgot to tell you, your bamboo raft drifted in the wrong direction, opposite is a deserted island, and even a dead fish can The one that doesn't exist!"

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Song Ci grabbed the second king who suddenly had a high appetite, "Then can I ask the starling to point me in the right direction, at most I will treat you to dinner after landing!"

"There's no need to eat. I'm very loyal and don't like to take advantage of others."

Starling held up a row of sea goods that were getting saltier and saltier, "You sell all the salted fish for me, and I'll push you ashore. We owe you nothing, OK?"

Song Ci curled up his fingers and responded with a smile: "Don't say it's sold out, it's okay to eat up!"

With the starlings leading the way, the wobbly bamboo raft stabilized quickly, and the winding coastline gradually appeared in the sight of the two.

When it came to the shore, the starling swam behind a huge reef, "You go up first, I have to change my shirt."

"It's so particular about crossing the sea, and it's a set in the water and a set on the shore."

Song Ci shook his head, walked to the beach alone and wrung out the drenched Taoist robe, but was stunned when he turned his head inadvertently, "You..."

"What! Have you never seen a man wearing a skirt!"

Mynah squinted and pressed down on the colorful grass skirt, "This is a custom in our hometown. Only married men can wear pants, otherwise it will bring misfortune to their wives!"

"Then your wife is really lucky to have a husband who is willing to sacrifice for herself."

Song Ci coughed lightly, and took out a jade pendant from the bag, "Mynah, I think this jade pendant is enough to buy your salted fish. I still have something to do, let's go first."

"and many more!"

The starling didn't pick up the jade pendant, but instead took out a book of Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales that was about to spoil from the basket, "Seeing that you are honest, I'll give you a simpler task! Help me find this prince named Pujie, Let's go our separate ways, OK?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: The scumbag author likes starlings more than Mr. Liu~~_(:з」∠)_

In addition, the teacher 600 years ago, the starling 60 years ago, the mermaid's life span should be very long~~

Thumbelina, hello~~