Chapter 184 Ice?

The ice cube that rose one end above Pan Hongsheng stood in front of Pan Hongsheng, so now Pan Hongsheng must look up to see how thick the ice on the top is.

He was not so stupid that he didn't know how to look at the side, but because at least from his perspective, the entire ice cube was almost a cube!

"Damn, why are you used for such a big thing? This old man wants me to make an ice sculpture?" Pan Hongsheng frowned and muttered to himself. He looked around but found that there was no tool.

"That's not used to make ice sculptures, junior brother." The little boy looked at Pan Hongsheng, covered his mouth and said with a giggle.

"Go, go play with it." Pan Hongsheng said impatiently, and finally jumped over and sat on the ice, thinking about how to get out of this ghost place.

This calf needs to calm down now. After all, he was thrown into such a wild place where he is not in front of the village or the shop for no reason. He is surrounded by a bigger child. And the most important thing is that he doesn’t know what he needs to do, and when will he leave this!

This is the most terrifying thing. After all, there are two little girls waiting for me in the Hongzhushan Hotel.

Sighing, Pan Hongsheng felt that he had died unjustly. He looked at the little boy who was panting and punching, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Why are you laughing at, junior brother?" the little boy looked at Pan Hongsheng and said.

"I'll go, your grandma, you'll try another word?" Pan Hongsheng had given the greatest tolerance to the rude boy. After all, this is the old man's apprentice. If he breaks it himself, he may not be able to get out in his life.

"You..." The little boy pouted and didn't know what to say. After all, in his stubborn understanding, only his disciple could be brought here by his master, and he was the one who came first, so naturally he should be the senior brother.

"What do I do? Tell you, call me brother, call me brother Sheng!" Pan Hongsheng said with a chuckling.

"I won't call you! Not only will I not call you, but I won't tell you what my master asked you to do. Just wait and get froze here!" Pan Hongsheng's unscrupulous eyes looked a little furious. The little boy shivered for no reason, and then walked towards the small bamboo house.

"Don't, if you have anything to do, there are so many fun things like this, really!"

When Pan Hongsheng heard that the child didn't tell him how to get out, he was anxious. Although he didn't even carry a piece of paper on his body, he still looked at the other person with sincere eyes.

Deep eyes and shy smile are the definition of Pan Hongsheng as a livestock. After all, even a 30-year-old woman can deceive her. If she can't deceive a teenage boy, Pan Hongsheng simply finds a stone and hits her to death.

"What's there to do with you?" the little boy asked in surprise, a shy smile appeared on his face.

"Tell me how to get out of here first."

The tug-of-war has begun.

"Okay, okay, look at each other." After asking each other for nearly ten sentences, Pan Hongsheng suddenly found that the little boy stared at him with a vigilant look, as if he saw a liar, and his lips pursed and said nothing more. Pan Hongsheng could only helplessly turn over his trouser pockets, and then took out a 50-cent steel slap.

"Give it, this is very fun." Pan Hongsheng handed it to the little boy.

"How to play for 50 cents?" Looking at Pan Hongsheng with a look of surprise, the little boy scratched his head and asked.

This is just a child who doesn't know how to eat shit. If he gets older, he will kick Pan Hongsheng to death.

"Look, guess he is in my hand."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Pan Hongsheng thought to himself, "How the hell do I know how to play!"

Thinking to himself, Pan Hongsheng fell left and right, then stretched out his hands and asked.

"In this hand!" the little boy pointed to Pan Hongsheng's right hand and said.

"Wrong!" Shaking the coin in his left hand, Pan Hongsheng pretended to be happy and laughed, but the little boy blinked in confusion and stopped talking.

"You guess again this time!" Pan Hongsheng seemed to be very playful, and sat on the ground with the little boy, stretched out his hands again and asked.

"On the right side!"

This time the little boy looked at it very seriously, but Pan Hongsheng still took out the 50 cent coin from his left hand, and then smiled proudly.

Then...

Guess wrong, guess wrong, or guess wrong!

The little boy has never been right!

Finally, Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but say, "If you can't guess it, you have to practice. Now you tell me how to get out. I will tell you how to play, and then you can just play here by yourself."

"Really? You taught me?" the little boy asked with a naive look on his face.

"I swear, I will never lie to you." Pan Hongsheng said sternly.

"Okay, use your fist to smash the ice, and the master will naturally come and take you down the mountain. Now it's time for you to teach me!" The little boy pointed to the ice that Pan Hongsheng had tiptoed and looked at for a long time and said.

"I poke, is it true? Such a big ice fist?" Pan Hongsheng said, sucking in the cold air of snowflakes.

It's winter now, and the ice has long been as frozen as iron. The old man actually asked himself to smash the ice with his fist. Isn't this an international joke? Besides, with so much ice around, can it be that these are going to be broken?

"What do you think you are using?" the little boy said with a pout, "Did you see that there?"

With a finger, Pan Hongsheng saw a large pile of ice scattered. It seemed that it had been stored for a while and had completely frozen with the snow on the ground.

"This was the one I broke against the wall last time. I will break this piece this time!" He pointed his hand and Pan Hongsheng saw that the direction the little boy pointed was really on the edge of his ice.

——The second smallest ice cube, and the first smallest ice cube is the piece that Pan Hongsheng wants to break!

"Well, that, why don't you do this? I'll teach you another one-dollar gameplay. You can help me break my piece?" Pan Hongsheng said in a tempting manner.

"No, I'm still very hard. Tell me first how to make others miss it!" Shaking his head, the little boy was not fooled.

"The reason is very simple. I have two 50 cents, one with one hand, one back and forth, but in fact I have them in both hands. If you guess on the right hand, I will stretch my left hand." After making a demonstration, Pan Hongsheng said earnestly.

"Are you lying to me?" the little boy said angrily.

"No, this is magic, and it's just like that if you make a dollar!"

Pan Hongsheng slapped his thigh and laughed, but the next moment he suddenly held his mouth in his mouth, as if he was afraid of the avalanche in this place.

"Fuck, it's all a trick. I want to see what you can do!"

Not far away, an old man in a Zhongshan suit twitched his lips, then snorted angrily, and a cold wind drifted away.
Chapter completed!