mtlumby2d Chapter 1557 Just a good word
Chapter 1557 Just a good word
"Yes, I do."
Guoguo nodded and answered.
"Huh, I don't want to."
The Evil Poison Master snorted coldly, with disdain in his words.
He lifted the quilt off the bed and lay down.
The little girl rolled her eyes at him, it was a waste of saliva.
If he didn't want her to stay, then what the hell was he asking?
The old man turned off the lights in the Zen room. Lying on the bed, he was even less sleepy than he was just now.
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Early the next morning, a dead man came to the door of the evil poison master's meditation room to report.
When the little girl heard the knock on the door, she immediately sat up in alarm.
She has lived in Wutou Mountain since she was a child, and has a very strong ability to be independent. The two little hands can skillfully and quickly tie the messy hair into a high ponytail without using a comb.
"What's the matter?"
The Evil Poison Saint responded coldly.
The dead monk carefully pushed the door open and looked at the owner sitting beside the bed, who was already wearing a silver mask.
"Yes..." He hesitated, but his eyes under the mask glanced at Guoguo intentionally or unintentionally.
As long as it's something in a Buddhist temple, they won't be so hesitant. Something must have happened at the foot of the mountain.
The evil poisonous holy hand walked towards the hand, and the dead man whispered a report in his ear.
Hearing this, the eyes under the silver mask suddenly turned sinister.
The dead soldier took a step back in fear, waiting for his master's order.
"Take the little girl to dinner."
"Yes."
When Guoguo heard what he said, she ran over quickly and grabbed the old man's clothes.
"Where are you going? I'll go with you."
"I'm going to poop and pee, are you going to go too?" the old man scolded angrily, his words were ugly, but he was full of majesty.
"Go ahead." Guo Guo raised her head and followed her words.
"..."
Difficult to deal with, he has lived to this age and has never met any opponent.
He can neither hit nor scold this little girl now. He had to be fed delicious food and drink, and he could only bear her ridicule and even sarcasm with his mouth closed.
"Let's go, I was just thinking about convenience."
Guoguo urged him by tugging at the corner of his clothes.
The old man walked out of the Zen room without saying anything.
He took the little girl to the toilet that was usually reserved for him.
The dead monks in Wufo temple are all men. This is his private residence, and naturally there is only a men's room.
If you want to use the women's restroom for convenience, you can only go inside the temple, a place where tourists can hang out.
"Want to come together?"
He walked into the toilet, holding his pants with both hands, as if he wanted to take them off.
"I am a doctor, and a doctor has the heart of a parent. In front of a doctor, there is no distinction between gender." Guoguo made a 'please' gesture to the old man.
"Row."
The old man stepped into the cubicle and deliberately didn't even close the door.
The sound of 'water' being sprinkled immediately echoed in the air.
Guo Guo pouted her lips. She stood outside with her back to the door of the compartment and her hands covering her mouth and nose.
There was no solution overnight, and when she listened to the voice, her stomach began to feel uncomfortable.
After a while, the old man came out. As a little girl, I straightened my clothes.
"so comfortable."
The dead men next to the toilet secretly observed the interaction between the little girl and the master. They had never seen such a kind and friendly scene with the master.
Like... an old kid. Guo Guo is just like his biological great-granddaughter, and the joke in his words is the warmth that there is no status difference between grandfather and grandson.
"go away……"
Guoguo couldn't hold it in anymore, pushed the old man, and walked into the cubicle.
The Evil Poison Master heard the sound of the little girl locking the compartment door, and then he walked towards the door.
The eyes under the silver mask returned to their usual sinister and cold light, and he gave the dead man at the door a cold look.
"Keep an eye on her."
"Yes, Master."
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In the woods outside Wufo Temple, the Evil Poison Saint and many bald dead men were waiting there.
About ten minutes later, several figures appeared in the forest.
The dead soldier in black at the front was carrying a person on his back, followed closely by several dead soldiers behind him. It wasn't until he came to the evil poisonous holy hand that the dead man put the person he was carrying on the ground.
"Master." They shouted respectfully in unison.
The man standing on the ground held a crutch in his hand and placed it on the grass. He also took it with his other hand and supported it on the crutch together.
Although he was carried up the mountain on someone's back, he was still breathing heavily due to his poor health.
It took him a while to calm down and look up at the figure opposite.
It was a silver mask, and the mask looked particularly clear in Shi De's eyes. Just this mask, even if it turns into ashes, he will always remember it.
Likewise, the eyes under the silver mask were looking squarely at the old man opposite. After many years, when we met again, he was already extremely old.
"Everyone retreat." The Evil Poison Holy Hand ordered the dead soldiers around him.
The dead soldiers retreated to the far side of the woods in unison.
Shi De kept staring at Shi Minglong, his eyes filled with endless hatred, and tears welling up in his eyes. That wrinkled face held a look of deep hatred.
"You have been timid for so many years, why?
Do you see me now, still wearing a hypocritical mask? "
Shi De took the initiative to speak first, his hoarse voice full of anger.
The Evil Poison Saint Hand was not angry at all. He even followed Shi De's wishes and raised his hand to take off the mask on his face.
However, when Shi De saw the face of the man opposite him, he was so shocked that his pupils narrowed.
He was only a few years older than Shi Minglong, but now that they were standing together, they seemed to be more than twenty years older than him.
It would not be an exaggeration at all to say that he is like Shi Minglong's father.
How could he be so young? How can the body be so healthy?
Shi Minglong's appearance has hardly changed, just like when he and Ren Ruoxue met before they got married. At most, it just adds some traces of time.
"Do you feel like you're getting old? And I'm still the same?"
Shi Minglong disintegrated Shi De's inner thoughts with one glance.
"..."
"If 'she' is still alive, and she is standing in front of you and me at this moment, do you think she will still choose you?"
Regardless of his age or his current appearance, standing in front of Shi De is definitely a huge advantage.
"Of course, she will always choose me." Shi De exhaled, with a sarcastic smile on his face. "Want to know why?"
"..."
It's just a matter of words, a fool would choose someone like him who is old and sick.
"Because she is also old, she will be like me. We are still married, and not only that, she and I also gave birth to two children.
One son, one daughter, they just make up the word "good".
We also have grandchildren, granddaughters, and granddaughters.
Great-grandson, great-grandson..."
Shi De's understatement clearly aroused Shi Minglong's inner anger, and his face had begun to change.