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37, more clothes in cold weather

Bai Gu's eyes widened in an instant, "Brother Peng, are you also a cultivator?!"

There was a rare sense of pride in Brother Peng's eyes, "Well, I have practiced before."

Bai Gu's face was full of envy and admiration, "Brother Peng, what state are you in now? Can you be like those people in the book, soaring in the clouds and mist, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth?"

Brother Peng opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

His gaze swept past Old Liu Tou without any trace. Seeing that the latter's expression was as usual and there was no other reaction, he slowly said: "Now, I'm not that powerful yet, but at least I'm more than enough to deal with the people around here."

Already."

Old Liu Tou glanced at him.

Brother Peng quickly added: "It's just the small gangs and gangsters around here. It's not a problem for me."

"That's it." Bai Gu was a little disappointed.

He thought Brother Peng was that kind of big shot, and wanted to ask Brother Peng if he could take him on a flight.

"What are you thinking about? Why do you have such an expression? Are you disappointed to hear that I'm not that good?" Brother Peng's poker face that has never changed for thousands of years has a rare warm smile.

Bai Gu waved his hand quickly, "No, no, I just feel that, Brother Peng, you are so powerful, it seems that it shouldn't just be like this."

Brother Peng nodded, "I think so too."

Bai Gu was a little stunned.

Wasn't Brother Peng a very serious person before? Why is he joking now?

Being beaten stupid, ah, no, being opened up?

Bai Gu lowered his head slightly, glanced at Lao Liu's head quickly, and quickly looked away.

Strangely, Old Liu Tou is not the same today as before.

In the past, Brother Peng would always be scolded by Old Liu when he spoke, and he couldn't even make small talk. Why didn't you say anything today?

It seems that you agree with what Brother Peng said?

What happened to these two people today? Why are they so weird?

Old Liu Tou suddenly said: "Xiao Bai, when you go to Changzhou Pharmacy tomorrow to see Xiao Xiao, help me relay a sentence to Mr. Wu."

"You say."

"Winter is here and it's cold. Remember to put on more clothes. The magnolia trees going north are covered with straw." Old Liu Tou chewed rice and jujube cake and said something that was neither salty nor bland.

Brother Peng immediately glanced at Old Liu, his face was complicated, and he hesitated to speak.

Bai Gu repeated it silently, and then said with a smile: "No problem, I will definitely bring it to you!"

Bai Gu looked outside the house again, it was almost dark, "Grandpa Liu, Brother Peng, I'm going back first, see you tomorrow!"

"good."

"be careful on the road."

Bai Gu smiled and went out.

Brother Peng hasn't changed, he's still the same.

With just a few steps, what danger could there be?

He still treats me as a child.

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An old man stood in the snow, with his snow-white hair pulled up meticulously, wearing a mink hat, and a pair of red and phoenix eyes shining with wisdom. A gold-plated belt held up a red dress with gold python patterns, which symbolized wealth and honor.

Incomparable.

The old man's fingers are as green as green onions, he has a youthful face that does not belong to his age, and there is a gold and jade plaque around his waist, which all reflect the old man's special status.

The old man opened a piece of white and delicate rice paper, looked at the large scrawl written on it, and couldn't help complaining: "These bunch of dog slaves are really useless. They can't even do this little thing well, so our family has to do it themselves."

Take action!"

With a sharp voice and a soft voice, the old man is actually a eunuch!

"When things are over here, it's time to rectify the people under your command. Our family doesn't want to raise rubbish!"

As he spoke, the old man clenched his palm into a fist, and the valuable rice paper instantly turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

——————

Liu Caizi was sitting alone on a stone chair in the courtyard. On the stone table in front of him was a weed frog that Bai Gu had knitted for him.

He held his chin and looked at the two podocarpus trees and the grape vines in the yard, which were a little messy.

Wasn't it fine in the beginning? Why did it develop into such a horrible state after being raised? Didn't it look like other people were raising it well just by looking at it casually?

Did I miss something in the book?

Or am I not suitable for raising things?

Liu Caizi sighed helplessly.

At this moment, there was a rhythmic knocking at the door.

Liu Caizi was not interested in anything else at this time. Hearing the knock on the door, he couldn't help but feel upset. He shouted impatiently, "No!"

The man outside the door paused and knocked on the door again.

Liu Caizi frowned, slapped the stone table, stood up and returned to the house.

Out of sight, out of ear hearing, out of mind.

The knocking at the door persisted and continued.

The knock on the door was slow and slow. Although it was not loud, it was very penetrating. Every knock on the door struck Liu Caizi's heart, making him even more irritable.

After listening for a while, Liu Caizi couldn't stand it anymore. He rushed to the courtyard and opened the door, only to see a skinny old man standing at the door.

The old man was wearing coarse linen clothes, and the straw sandals on his feet seemed to have been worn for a long time, and there were several small holes in them. The sallow and shriveled skin was wrinkled together, making the body that was originally not tall look even shorter. The old man's eyes were not big, and they were not very tall.

Countless wrinkles on the face are crowded together, and it is impossible to tell where the eyes are and where the wrinkles are.

In his hand, he was holding a bamboo stick that was as skinny as his own as a cane. The side where he was knocking on the ground was worn bald. It looked like he had walked a lot.

Liu Caizi frowned even more, "Old man, who are you looking for?"

When the old man saw Liu Caizi, he immediately smiled, his old face wrinkled into an old chrysanthemum, "I'm looking for someone who fell into a trap."

Liu Caizi raised his eyebrows slightly and waved his hand, "Then you are looking in the wrong place. I don't have this person here."

"No, I have a sharp nose, and I can smell that earthy smell from a long distance away." The old man said, while looking into Liu Caizi's house.

No matter how you look at it, the old man doesn't look like a good person.

"I said, there is no such person here, you can go and look elsewhere." With that, Liu Caizi was about to close the door.

Seeing this, the old man quickly blocked the door with a bamboo stick and held the door open with his hands, "Young people will be born later, don't worry about it, I just mean it well. It will be bad if someone who shouldn't come into your house comes into your home."

"

The old man said that he still did not forget and glanced behind Liu Caizi.

Liu Caizi sneered, "My house is small, and I'm the only one. Wouldn't I know if there's an extra person coming in? You, on the other hand, have unknown origins, are sneaky, and are more like a thief."

The old man suddenly panicked, "Young man, don't talk nonsense! People in my village say that I am the most honest person in the village! You have to be conscientious and don't dare to slander good people!"

Liu Caizi didn't want to pay attention to this nervous and sneaky old man anymore, so he pulled away the old man's hand on the door and slammed the door shut.

Go back to the house and sleep.
Chapter completed!
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