The Bloody Road to Longevity Chapter 719: birthday gift

King Qiu Ming nodded and said, "That's it! It's worth it. You really need to communicate with the old man well, but you can just say this kind of thing openly, and you don't need to be mysterious! I thought Where do you want me to go!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "If you want to get the stone, just cooperate with me to act, don't talk so much, you can't let the rumors and the others know!"

King Qiu Ming now regards him as a hope, how can he dare to refute him? Continue to promise.

The old man was probably used to being idle and was not in a hurry. He put his hands behind his back, and his face was expressionless. Jiang Xiaobai and King Qiu Ming were so sneaky that he didn't even look straight.

Jiang Xiaobai flew back at this time, and waved at King Qiu Ming, saying, "Then go, don't forget about me, hurry up and hurry back!"

King Qiu Ming patted his chest and said, "It's wrapped around me!" He clasped his fist at the old man and said, "Then senior, let's go first!"

The old man snorted coldly, but ignored him.

King Qiu Ming gave Feng Yan and others a wink and said, "Let's go then!"

Rumor said: "Just leave like this?"

King Qiu Ming said: "Then you still want to stay for dinner? Let's go!"

Rumor just looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai waved: "You guys go!"

Rumor had it that the young master had become friends with the old man, and he was not worried, so he nodded, turned around and left with King Qiu Ming, disappearing into the sky in a blink of an eye.

The old man looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Then let's go back too!"

Jiang Xiaobai responded.

Back at Qiu Ming Lake, the sun was shining at this time, and the old man took off his clothes again, but this time he was not naked, he was wearing shorts, lying on the lake, very close to the shore, eyes closed, Enjoy.

Jiang Xiaobai sat down cross-legged on the bank. Now that they are gone, I feel a lot more at ease. I don't need to worry that they will come to save him, and he has lost his life in vain. Now all he has to do is to have a good time with this old man After all, he doesn't have a priest.

At this time, the old man said: "Little guy, look at the weather. If your master doesn't come tomorrow morning, prepare to feed the fish!"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Don't worry, senior, my master will definitely come to save me, as well as senior."

The old man snorted coldly and said, "That's good!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "But senior, isn't it boring for you to lie there alone? Since you have too much yin in your body, I happen to have a few jars of fine wine on me, and I can warm my body after drinking it. It's better to drink while the sun is shining. Isn't it beautiful to be in the sun?"

The old man didn't open his eyes, and said coldly: "From now on, you are not allowed to say a word to me, if I hear a word pop out of your mouth, I will cut your tongue first! "

Jiang Xiaobai's brows twitched, which was a bit tricky to deal with. If he wanted to deal with this old man and find life, he would definitely not force it. The best way was to chat and drink with him, and win over feelings. With feelings, everything is easy to handle, but this old man is really weird. He doesn't even give him a chance to speak, so how can he win the feelings? By idea?

But he had seen the ferocity of the old man killing people if he didn't agree, and he didn't doubt that he would cut his tongue, so he didn't dare to make a sound.

Jiang Xiaobai stared at the vast lake, which reflected the blue sky, like a quiet and beautiful oil painting. But Jiang Xiaobai didn't appreciate it. Although his face was calm, his head was running fast. Now he not only wanted to figure out a way to escape, but also took out the stones at the bottom of the lake. Hard to guarantee!

Langlang Mountain.

Bu Xiu left Zhu Qionghua's second-floor building in the morning. Zhu Qionghua told him at the time that today was her birthday. Bou Xiu acted indifferent at the time, but he had already remembered it in his heart. tolerable.

When I returned to Erya's house, I could hear the sound of snoring from a distance. The sow I saw yesterday seemed to be still sleeping, but it was indeed a pig.

But Bouxiu didn't care about her. The hiding chair he brought out yesterday was still under the eaves, so Bouxiu lay on it. In order to survive, although he chatted all night, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After a while, Erya came back. Seeing him lying on the rocking chair again, there was no disgust from yesterday, and she smiled and said, "Sleepy?"

Bu Xiu said: "Today is your lady's birthday?"

Er Ya said: "Yes, do you want to send flowers?"

Bu Xiu rolled his eyes and said, "Vulgar!"

Erya smiled and said, "Then what do you want to give?"

Bu Xiu said: "You have gathered all the people in the village, and I will send them a task!"

Erya curled her lips and said, "I guess it's too bad! Who has the power to command the whole village except Miss? Not to mention you, an outsider!"

Buxiu said: "Today is your young lady's birthday. Don't the whole village want to surprise her tonight? Don't you want her to have the happiest birthday in her life?"

Erya said: "Of course I do! Who doesn't want Miss to be happy? Do you have a solution?"

Buxiu sneered and said, "Nonsense, would I work as a porcelain worker without diamonds? You tell them that tonight will definitely be the happiest day of your young lady's life, and she will also become The happiest girl in the world!"

Erya bit her lip for a while and said, "Are you sure?"

Buxiu pointed to his forehead and said, "Head guarantee!"

Erya nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trust you once, and I'll tell them that if you can really make our young lady the happiest girl in the world, I feel that you might not have to die!"

Bu Xiu waved: "I'm sure I won't die, you go!"

Erya nodded, turned around and left. As soon as she got to the gate of the courtyard, Buxiu stopped her again and said, "Remember to keep it secret, and there will be surprises if you keep it secret. Whoever wants to leak the news, I...I... I fuck. His eighth generation ancestors!"

The second girl nodded and said, "Don't worry, as long as you are sure, we will not hold you back!"

After speaking, he left.

Zhu Qionghua chatted all night, and after Erya left, she played with flowers and plants in the yard for a while. She had nothing to do, so she went upstairs to rest.

When she woke up, Zhu Qionghua walked to the window and opened it. The sun was already slanting west, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the village red. The small village was extraordinarily quiet today, which surprised Zhu Qionghua, because today was her birthday. At this time in previous years, the small village was already busy, killing chickens and sheep, preparing to celebrate her birthday at night.

In addition to drinking and eating meat, there is nothing new to celebrate her birthday. She feels tired of living like this every year, so for hundreds of years, she likes to bring a man back on the eve of her birthday, spend it with her, and give her a gift Hua, confessed to her, said happy birthday to her, and finally added a little joy to her birthday. Although these are all false, life is true and false, and how many sincere words can you hear? Including those orthodox humans, they also particularly like these fake things. Everyone likes sweet words, but she likes it a bit exaggerated.

According to the practice of previous years, after his birthday, it is also the death of these men. No matter what they say, no man can see the sun the next day.

Zhu Qionghua looked at the quiet village and thought, what happened today? Did these villagers forget her birthday? Even if one is forgotten, is it all forgotten? And the man named Buxiu, who talked nonstop on that tree all night, but now there is no trace of him. He really came to sleep last night, by the way? Are you going to kill him tonight?

Thinking of this, Zhu Qionghua thought it was funny again, but he was just a stinky man who met by chance. If he killed him, he would kill him. What's the pity? Is it possible that he should be raised in the village as a little white face?

Zhu Qionghua stood alone in front of the window, quietly watching the sunset fall on the other side of the mountain. The small village was still very quiet, so quiet that even Zhu Qionghua felt strange. There is a small courtyard next to her small building, in which lives his maid Xiaolu, then she stuck her head out the window, looked at the courtyard and called out, "Xiaolu!"

But Xiao Lu didn't answer, and the courtyard was quiet.

Zhu Qionghua murmured, "Dead girl, where did you go?"

I felt something was wrong in my heart, so I went downstairs and prepared to go to the village to have a look. Unexpectedly, just after leaving the hospital, Xiao Lu ran back in a hurry.

Zhu Qionghua was displeased and scolded: "Where did you go?"

Xiaolu smiled happily and said, "I've prepared a birthday present for Miss!"

Zhu Qionghua was startled: "What birthday present?"

With a mysterious face, Xiao Lu grabbed her arm and pulled her into the courtyard, saying, "You'll find out later! A birthday present for the young lady from the whole village!"

Zhu Qionghua was startled: "What gift should the whole village prepare? Whose idea?"

Xiaolu smiled and said, "Miss, don't ask~IndoMTL.com~ You will find out later."

Zhu Qionghua was at a loss as to what kind of gifts the whole village could give her. Although they live in this ordinary small village, they are not new to the world. What good things have not been seen or used? They are just willing to be ordinary, and the material can no longer arouse their desire. They only like the simple.

So he didn't have much expectation in his heart. It was nothing more than flowers, clothes, rouge gouache. She didn't care about these things at all. No one in this world could give her the rare things.

But she couldn't bear to live up to the enthusiasm of the villagers. She pretended to be looking forward to it, smiled, and entered the small building.

The sky was slowly getting dark, and a bright moon climbed up from the top of the mountain again. Zhu Qionghua sat at the table upstairs, with no turbulence in her heart, waiting for the villagers to come to her in an endless stream to give her gifts. Saying some words of congratulations, she has already thought of the words to deal with.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came. The small village was still quiet, as if it was dead. I couldn't help but wonder, and I thought: What the hell?

Xiao Lu stood alone in front of the window, staring out of the window, suddenly showing a look of surprise, turned around and shouted eagerly: "Miss, hurry up, come and see!"