Records of Demons in the Republic of China

Chapter 70



Chapter 70

After saying this, Haoyue washed the rice and cooked a pot of porridge by herself.He put a bowl of hot porridge in a large coarse porcelain bowl and handed it to Jiuyi. He didn't eat or drink himself, but just stood aside and watched Jiuyi drink the porridge.Jiuyi was also not polite, and drank hot sweat from holding the big bowl on his own.Then he raised his head to face Haoyue, and suddenly said, "I'll tell you something."

Haoyue replied absent-mindedly: "Say."

"Actually, I didn't lie to you. There really is a magic weapon to restrain Lu Qingqi here."

There was light in Haoyue's eyes: "How could it be that you made a discovery when I left? What is the magic weapon?"

Jiuyi raised his hand and pointed to his chest: "Little stupid dog, the magic weapon is right in front of you, so it's here!"

Haoyue immediately frowned: "Are you playing tricks on me again?"

Jiuyi let out a long breath, then said with a smile, "You know my skills best. One Jiuyi might not be a match for the live donkey; one Jiuyi and a little stupid dog still have little chance of winning ; But a Jiuyi, a little stupid dog and a nine-tailed fox, can't they compete with a live donkey?"

At this point, he slapped his chest proudly: "The mana of the nine-tailed fox is all in Lao Tzu. Although he is not very obedient, it is still power after all. When Lao Tzu went crazy that night, didn't you also die alive?" Is the old man overwhelmed until dawn?"

After Haoyue heard his set of theories, she was really a little dumbfounded, she didn't expect his madness to become a skill.And Jiuyi stood up and walked in front of him, looked at him with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "Puppy, do you understand?"

Haoyue stared at him without saying a word for a long time. Madness is definitely not a weapon, especially madness that is lost in mind and suicidal.He suspected that Jiuyi just wanted to help him, otherwise there would be no ditches and fences at the foot of the mountain, and he would be able to wander around the world immediately, and there was no need to follow him back to the capital to take risks.

"You don't have to be like this." Hao Yue looked away and said softly, "No need."

Jiuyi shrugged his shoulders: "Idle is idle, besides, I have no reason to suffer from a donkey's hoof for nothing. I am a bad person, and I will take revenge on the donkey. I have to seek revenge from the donkey. Let's go along the way, let's go together!"

Beijing City, Marshal Bai's Mansion.

The new year has passed, but in the White Mansion, the fresh and lively atmosphere of the new year is still very strong, because the master Lu who is beside the commander is a person full of life and loves the prosperity of the world very much.For example, tonight, he called an opera troupe to the mansion again, and sang a lively and lively show all night with gongs and drums.The voice was like thunder, and the stage trembled. The Huadan on the stage immediately broke down, and the servants under the stage also trembled. The hot water from the teapot almost scalded their feet.

At the time when the masters were roaring like dragons and tigers, only Marshal Bai was the only person present who was as stable as Mount Tai, so everyone had to accept that Marshal Bai was indeed a Marshal. in ordinary people.And Marshal Bai stared at the stage with a half-smile, remained motionless and didn't say a word, showing no arrogance, which also showed that he was a handsome man indeed with a profound background.Of course, this is not the only thing about Marshal Bai's brilliance. From years ago until now, he has always lived in the same room with Master Lu, and he has never had a fight with the gang of Yingying Yanyan at home.He can say abstinence from women's sex, which shows his resoluteness; and the fact that he can fall asleep with his arms around Master Lu, who has broad shoulders and broad back, shows that he has extraordinary taste and is no longer an ordinary person. It is understandable to figure it out.

In the middle of the night, the sky was cold, and a big drama had ended. Lu Qingqi had had enough of the fun, and brought Marshal Bai back to the bedroom to rest.The interior of the bedroom is naturally magnificent, the heater is burning hot, and the western-style bathtub is also filled with steaming bath water in advance.After Lu Qingqi entered the door, he walked and took off, and soon became a naked and bare bottom.After closing the door and drawing the curtains, he turned around and stood in front of Marshal Bai, and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Marshal Bai looked up at him with straight eyes and no expression on his face.Slowly opened his mouth, as if he didn't know how to speak for a while, he only took a deep breath.

So Lu Qingqi told him: "Tired, you are tired."

Marshal Bai nodded dully: "I'm tired."

Lu Qingqi stretched out his hand toward the bathroom sideways: "Come on, I'll take a bath for you, and then you go to bed and sleep."

Marshal Bai took a noncommittal step, and walked into the bathroom very slowly and steadily.He raised his hand in front of the bathtub, and unbuttoned it slowly. He has always had short hair meticulously. Today, there was a mess on the top of his head, but he didn't realize it at all. He watched the whole night's drama with this messy hair.

He didn't care, but Lu Qingqi noticed it now, but felt it was very annoying.Raising his big hand and rubbing the top of Marshal Bai's head, he sighed softly, and felt that he was ashamed of his old friend, but if he could do it all over again, he still had to do it.This era is really wonderful nowadays. There are telephones and telegrams. A single sentence can immediately trigger a huge movement of thousands of troops. How mighty and heroic, he couldn't help but cry to the sky just thinking about it. It wasn't because he was afraid that the house would be destroyed by the earthquake, he had to give a loud roar.

At this time, Marshal Bai had already sat naked in the bathtub.Lu Qingqi bent down and lifted a few handfuls of hot water on him, and at the same time, he was thinking about who he would fight next. He knew almost nothing about military affairs, so he chose enemies based on his interest. The photos of the surrounding military commanders were placed in front of him. He doesn't have a specific goal, he only picks on ugly people.

After taking a rough bath for Marshal Bai, Lu Qingqi cleaned himself up.Then, like serving his son, he wrapped Dashuai Bai in a nightgown, and because he thought he was walking too slowly, he simply picked him up by the waist, strode back to the bedroom and threw him on the bed.Marshal Bai fell on the soft and trembling mattress, first he remained motionless for a long while in a distorted posture, and when Lu Qingqi also got into bed, he gradually mobilized his arms and legs, and slowly got into the cold blanket.A pair of eyes stared at Lu Qingqi's back, his hands and feet twitched suddenly, and the air flow in his throat was also disordered.There was a faint light in the dim pupils, and he stretched out a hand to Lu Qingqi. At the same time, all the facial features were dislocated as if cramp, showing a ferocious face that could not be restrained.

However, in the next second, Lu Qingqi, who was sitting cross-legged at the end of the bed, turned his head.


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