Chapter 175 Goodbye to the Old Ghost

Gui Buli slowly raised his head, bent the corners of his mouth, and there was a smile in his voice, "This wine will not be without Father He."

"It's done. I'm relieved to have you said that! You have come back, and the old man is not afraid that you will run away. If you dare to repudiate the debt, I can ask the little five girl for it, and I won't lose money. The skinny old man, that is, Father He, slowly withdrew his hand, laughed loudly, and then came forward to pat his inseparable arm. He couldn't hide his joy in his tone, "Good boy, where have you been for more than ten years, but I miss your father and all of us!"

"I learned something outside and haven't been able to come back, which worries everyone." Gui looked at Father He calmly, but he didn't want to say too much.

In ten years, there have been too many things that have happened. How can you explain it clearly in a few words?

"When you are free, you have to talk to the old man. The old man hasn't been out of the village for many years..."

He nodded with a smile, "It's natural."

"Bear by the way, you... you are married to the fifth girl, right?" Father He's eyes turned to Shan Xiaowu, who was leaning against him, and couldn't help nodding with satisfaction.

Shan Xiaowu replied quickly, "Father He, our little guy is one and a half years old this year."

Little guy?!

Father He and the third master Qi next to him were stunned, and then he immediately remembered the precious son born by Shan Xiaowu last year. Looking at the same smiling at the corners of his mouth, the two suddenly realized that they clapped their hands together and said excitedly, "Okay, okay!"

Before, they only thought that they were the husband that Shan Xiaowu knew outside, but they didn't think that they were originally unmarried couples who were childhood sweethearts. They were married for thousands of miles. In the end, they became relatives and had children, which was really gratifying.

Thinking of this, Third Master Qi looked at the couple eagerly, "Meng'er, girl, you..."

How could Shan Xiaowu not understand what he was thinking? He smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Godfather, don't worry. The little guy can't leave now. After a while, we will definitely bring him to let you have a look.

"Hey! OK, OK!" Third Master Qi's eyes were shining, thinking about his grandson he had never met, and he was so excited that he couldn't find the north.

"Sir, are you right? That's the little five girl's father-in-law. How did she become our less head? The four people here were talking, and there were people in the crowd who were suspicious of their separation and shouted, "Don't mention that they are still wearing masks. How can you be sure if you can't see your face?"

Da Biao and Er Huzi were also stunned, and Da Biao looked up and down in a daze, "Is this really Brother Meng?"

Although Da Biao Zhuang Gui Zhuang, he is two years younger than Gui Bu Li, so he has always called Gui Bu Li as Brother Meng.

"Of course it's true." Shan Xiaowu stood beside him, took his hand and faced everyone. He explained with a sweet smile, "He is not only my father-in-law, but also Qi Meng. I forgot that we had a benegot when we were young - our own husband. How could I admit my mistake? You said yes?

As soon as the words came out, the bottom boiled again.

As usual, there is a guarantee for Third Master Qi, Father He and Shan Xiaowu. The identity of the head of the family can't be wrong, but... Why does he cover his face? Is it because of the injury caused by walking outside over the years?

Seeing that everyone was staring at the inseparable ghost face, Third Master Qi, who had already learned the inside story, hurried out to explain, "Cough, Meng'er's face... was a little injured... I couldn't see the wind, so it must be covered. Don't worry, everyone. I've already figured it out. There's no doubt that he is Menger.

Shan Xiaowu looked up and couldn't leave, and looked at the third master Qi, who had no change in his face, with doubts in his eyes.

Why does godfather lie? Her father-in-law's face was obviously nothing.

However, judging from the current situation, Sanye Qi will definitely acquiesce to say so. Although she doesn't know the reason, at least she won't say it.

Seeing that Shan Xiaowu had been smiling and did not refute, everyone immediately reacted. It seems that their young master has really come back this time.

"Less... don't be in charge," the leftovers of the drunken dog soaked in cold water, and now he is almost awake. After sitting outside for a long time, I couldn't help but line up the crowd and squeeze in front of me, looking at the house with an excited face, "Don't be the master, you... hiccup, are you really back? Brothers, you can... burp, I think, I miss you."

With almost the same generation of manpower, the dog left is the most native Heifengzhai. His mother was a refugee who fled near Heifeng Mountain. When she was hungry and fainted, she was saved by the father of the dog. The two fell in love for a long time and got married, but they gave birth to a dog in a year. This guy was not very bold when he was a child. What he loved most was to run behind him. In his heart, he had long regarded him as his own eldest brother. When he disappeared in those years, he secretly hid and cried a lot. In the end, he let Shan Xiaowu fight with Da Biao Er Huzi and others to cheer up.

"I didn't expect you to grow so big," he had a good temper when he was a child, and even joked badly. "I remember that when you were a child, as soon as you were beaten by your mother, you secretly covered your snot and tears into the cake to revenge. As a result, your father punished you for eating it all. Well, I don't think so now, right?"

I didn't expect that I would be so scheming. Talking about the embism of the dog leftovers in person, on the one hand, it is to stir up the hot atmosphere, and on the other hand, it is also indirectly to tell others that he is Qi Meng who lived with them when he was a child. He knows everything they know it.

The dog leftover scratched his head awkwardly, because he was still a little dizzy when he was drunk, but he couldn't see that he was angry. He just laughed twice and rubbed his hands and muttered, "I haven't dared it for a long time. My father almost broke my dog's leg for this..."

When Shan Xiaowu and others heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

This time, the people of the stockade looked at the inseparable eyes with more sincerity and respect. At this moment, they really believed that he was the fact that he was the head of the Black Wind Village.

"Come on, don't be in charge. I haven't seen you for so many years. When you come back, you have to drink three times first, and then let's talk about it slowly.

Er Huzi was originally clever, but at this time he took the opportunity to encourage a group of people to rush to his side and encourage everyone to get him drunk.

Almost all the people in the Heifeng Village live away from the group, and they live on the top of the Heifeng Mountain to avoid the world. In addition, they are all bold and simple personalities. Now that they know their inseparable identity, they naturally refuse to let him go until they let him drink enough.

You can't refuse, and you can drink as much as you want.

He is not drunk for a thousand cups, and the more he drinks, the more sober he is. Naturally, Shan Xiaowu will not stop him.

After more than ten years of separation, it is time to indulge and celebrate.

Thinking of this, she didn't go to join the fun. She sat back in her seat and picked up the chicken leg and nibbled it.

At a very moment, it's important to fill her stomach first. If she can't leave later, she will be drunk, at least she has the energy to take good care of him.

In the middle of the moon, the bonfire dinner became more lively with the disclosure of the identity.

I don't know who started to sing the mountain song first. The song was rough and heroic, which aroused all the thoughts of the old men. In an hour, the ghosts in the stockade were crying and howling. The women covered their ears, laughed and scolded their men, and couldn't help humming the song.

Shan Xiaowu wiped his mouth randomly with his sleeves and excitedly took out the willow flute to accompany several other people.

The sound of the flute is melodious, the singing is heroic, and accompanied by wine and delicious food, no matter how carefree it is.

Looking at everything familiar in front of him, his heart was uncontrollable and surging.

Ten years, he was forced to leave here ten years ago, and he came back ten years later, but everything here has never changed.

That's great.

After the party, Guibu Li is one of the only two people in the men's group who can stand still. The other is Da Biao - he is not good at drinking, so most of the time he uses tea instead of wine.

Shan Xiaowu and a group of other women cooked soup for all the men to sober up. Although she was not drunk, she was forced to drink a bowl.

After the drunken third master Qi fell asleep, Shan Xiaowu got up on a whim and walked towards the back of the mountain forest.

She was taken away in silence. The original fullness of wine made the mountain wind at night wake up a lot.

"It's here."

After crossing the suspension bridge, he came to the big stone in the middle of the forest. Shan Xiaowu greeted him and climbed up together. The latter just glanced lazily, took her waist directly, jumped on the stone, and then put her down.

This forest is not big, and the big stone in the middle is even more coincidental. There are no trees around it. Standing on the stone, you can cross a few small bushes and see the hazy lights under the mountain.

Gui will look around, and the sword eyebrows under the mask are slightly raised up.

He has followed Third Master Qi to hunt in the mountains since he was a child. Of course, he has also come to this place, but he didn't expect Shan Xiaowu to bring him here - and looking at her familiarity, he is obviously a regular visitor here.

He lowered his eyes and saw that Shan Xiaowu took the yellow charm of a triangle and ignited it in the corner of the stone, and he fand the cigarette out with his hand while burning it. He walked behind her and asked her in a low voice, "What is this?"

"Summon the old man to come over." Shan Xiaowu took time to reply to him and pointed to the yellow charm that had been burned into ashes with a smile. "This is what Lao Jue taught me to do. If you have this, you can call him over."

"Lao Jue?"

I can't help but twist my eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously reject this stranger who can make Shan Xiaowu remember in my heart.

"I'm my best friend. I'll introduce him to you later. That guy is a very good person... Ah, he's here."

As soon as the sound of the single five words fell, the disk-like moon was covered by a layer of dark clouds. The original bright moonlight became dim, and there were gusts of gloomy wind blowing around it.

This breath...

He quickly hugged Shan Xiaowu into his arms, stared at the sudden black smoke, watched the black smoke condensed into a human shape in the moonlight, and then transformed into a middle-aged man with a gray-blue robe, a finger paper fan, and a handsome face.

"Old!" Seeing this scene from the corners of Shan Xiaowu's eyes, he quickly poked his head out of his arms and waved to him excitedly, "You old man is always willing to come out to see me. Didn't you hide happily before?"

The ruthlessness known as the old man did not look guilty at all. He smiled and shook off the paper fan and slowly approached the two of them, while defending himself, "There are three urgent people, and there are ghosts. That kind of thing happened when you summoned me. Of course it couldn't come out.

After saying that, he spread out his hands to show that he was innocent.

"Listen to you blowing!"

Shan Xiaowu put aside his face and gave him a contemptuous look with the corners of his eyes. She summoned him five or six times before, and did she encounter his three emergencies again and again? - This excuse is really rotten.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Smile ruthlessly and despise her. He turned to look up and down with evil spirit. Unexpectedly, he found a dark breath similar to himself on him. Looking at the silver ghost face on his face, he couldn't help but be stunned, "This is..."

"I'm a man!" Shan Xiaowu raised his chin and proudly put on his inseparable arm and made a grimace at him, "How's it going? Are you envious?"

"You girl! ... It's full of nonsense again. What do I envy you?" Desperate first is stunned, and then he can't laugh or cry.

He is not very masculine, and he is not ready to marry like a woman. Where does he get the envy?

Shan Xiaowu didn't care about him. He turned around and introduced to the dark-faced Gui Buli, "Fature, this guy is the old guy I just mentioned to you. He is an old ghost who is more than 200 years old!"

When she was in her two hundred years old, she could also emphasize raising two fingers and shaking.

"I know." Gui Boli's eyebrows were locked, and she pressed down her fingers and answered in a low voice. Her exploratory eyes had never left her ruthless face.

At the beginning of the fight, he knew that the person who came must be extraordinary. The ruthless appearance is too strange, and the body is even more gloomy and without any popularity - there will be such a situation, either a ghost or a spirit.

At this moment, I have seen the way one person and one ghost get along with each other. Although there is less hostility to the ruthlessness, it is still vigilant to protect Shan Xiaowu and dare not let her get too close to him.

After all, people and ghosts have a different way. Shan Xiaowu, who is too close to a ghost, will sooner or later weaken his own yang qi and bring disaster. It is best to put an end to this kind of thing from now on.

"It turns out that this young man is actually the husband of a little girl," he looked at Gui Bianyu again, and then looked away, half bent his waist and bowed, "It's really disrespectful, disrespectful."

His face has not changed, but he just nodded coldly, "I dare not."

Shan Xiaowu's eyes turned back and forth between the two people who respected each other like 'ice', and finally patted the arm in front of him as if persuasion. "Son, it doesn't matter. Lao Jue is my best friend. He won't hurt me.

Hearing the word 'best friend', the ruthlessness was obviously choked, and his pale cheeks kept twitching. The originally perfect smiling face presented an extended version of the East African Rift - this girl was really as sharp as before, and she was so angry... No, she was so angry!