i have a date with a hero

Chapter 293 Ink is too annoying

Master, why are you so stubborn?Get up and take a look, what can I do?Don't look, you don't know what's going on?Do you really think you can pinch and count?

He couldn't stand the knocking on the door again and again.If you don't check it out, you won't be able to sleep that night.

As soon as the door opened, the little second brothers and bodyguards from a dozen personal shops were about to rush in.I'll go, you won't be allowed to sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing?Unannounced inspection, it's not the waiter's turn, huh?Could it be that the news of Song Jiang's anti-poetry spread like wildfire?

Thinking of this, Lu Buping turned his head guiltily and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the ink all over the wall.Fortunately, nothing was revealed.

"You don't sleep most of the night, what are you doing here in Pindao?"

"Master Dao, are you okay? Ink has flowed all over the floor downstairs. My little ones, I thought you stumbled and fell."

Feelings, I just splashed too hard just now, and didn't even pay attention to the wooden floor under my feet.The gap in the middle, without glue solidification, will definitely seep ink.

They were worried that I would fall and spill the ink?Hehe, can I make such a pediatric mistake?
"It's okay, Pindao was too focused on painting just now, and he didn't consider the problem of ink penetration."

"Master Dao, as long as you are fine, the little ones can rest assured."

"Don't worry, go back to sleep, it's time for Pindao to rest."

Lu Buping held the door, so that his family didn't even come in, "Paji—" it was closed again.

Back downstairs, the waiters in the shop looked at each other, picked up the rag and began to wipe the floor.

Upstairs, he looked at the environment in the room, suddenly dumbfounded.I was patronizing Pomo just now, but I didn't realize that the room was turned into such a ghost.Ink blots flew everywhere, falling on the ground, on tables and chairs, and on other people's calligraphy and paintings.How should this be cleaned up?

Master, you made it yourself, who do you ask?Don't expect this system to help you, I'm here to watch the excitement.

There was really no way, so he rolled up his sleeves and started to do it.I found a new dress of my own and used it as a rag.

I haven't tried the new clothes on myself, so I don't know if they are good or bad, so I have less worries.However, old clothes are all worn.How can clothes with feelings mop the floor?
What kind of nonsense is this? Cai Jing gave him a fine silk Taoist robe, which was used to wipe the table and mop the floor.Tsk tsk, master, you are really reckless.

The table was tidied up, but the floor at the base of the wall gave way to unevenness and troublesome.Just after wiping it, ink dripped down again.Back and forth four or five times, still dripping down.Is this posture ready to follow me endlessly?
I was wondering, what kind of ink is this?It sticks to the wall and can also rain down.I really don't know how the word Song Jiang kept it.Who should I ask about this?It is estimated that Song Jiang himself could not explain clearly.

It seems that it is impossible to sleep peacefully this night.Lu Buping yawned and continued to fight the ink on the floor.

Song Jiang, as long as I meet you, nothing good will happen.Alas, Brother Lu is still kind to me.I don't know if Brother Lu was angry when he left without saying goodbye last time?It is estimated that when I go back, he will definitely tie me up.

Alas, for the sake of Song Jiang, I can't even take care of my elder brother Lu.Brother Lu is the most respectable hero in Water Margin.

It's not easy, Master, you've finally figured it out.Knowing that Lu Zhishen is a hero, you still work hard to clean the floor?Isn't this pure waste of time?Alas, if you blame yourself, you can't blame others.

The road to get up was uneven, and I beat my sore waist.Looking at the ink that was no longer dripping down, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Now I can have a good rest.

Sleeping until noon, and no one bothered?He stretched himself, walked out of the bedroom, and saw the food on the table.It seemed that the second brother was ready long ago, but he was too sleepy to notice.

After dinner, he decided to find the culprit who caused him to sleep all night.The first time was born and the second time was acquainted, and Lu Buping was familiar with him and came to Song Jiang's cell.

"Song Yasi, you are so leisurely, are you still in the mood to read while sitting in the prison?" It's really pleasant to look at other people's small days.There are only a handful of people who are still in the mood to read in the prison.Song Jiang is definitely one of them.He is confident, really think that Dai Zong and Li Kui can protect you?

Hmph, as far as your No.1 status in Lao Shi's heart is concerned, not everyone can shake it.Alas, trying to snatch someone from Lao Shi's hands is really no fun.Every minute, one who doesn't pay attention will be abused miserably.

Recalling the scene of mopping the floor last night, he suddenly felt miserable.

"Daozhang, why are you here?" Song Jiang immediately stood up to greet him, "Yesterday, I ate your fruit, and sure enough, I was in good health. I went to Xunyang Tower to thank you, but I didn't wait for you to come back. Today, I have to say anything." Thank you for giving me this opportunity.”

Hehe, Song Jiang's diarrhea healed up so quickly because he ate the fruit I gave him?Hearing such an answer, Lu Buping beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting too much.If I had known, I should have come empty-handed.What kind of fruit to take, really good intentions to do bad things.

"Song Yasi, that's just a little effort, don't take it to heart, it's not worth it."

"How can this be done? Song Jiang is the kind of scoundrel who knows how to repay his kindness. Daoist, please order casually, and I will treat you today."

Seeing Song Jiang's skillful use of Xiaoqian, he walked out of the cell easily.He is really an official, and he is already on the road by bribing him.

"Song Yasi, haven't you forgotten something important?"

Hearing Lu Daochang's words, Song Jiang couldn't help but frowned, unable to remember anything.

"To tell you the truth, I did drink some wine yesterday afternoon," Song Jiang smiled awkwardly, "I'm afraid I really forgot what happened yesterday."

This Song Jiang, is he still making excuses at this time?The facts are in front of your eyes, do you still want to deny it?
"Then let's go to Xunyang Tower. The environment is quiet and it's the most suitable for heart-to-heart chatting."

"Master Daoist, what you said is very true."

Lu Buping brought Song Jiang to the Xunyang Tower, and he was stunned as soon as he opened the door.Song Jiang's handwriting on the facing wall was still intact.Feelings, did I splash ink all night for nothing?Or did Lao Shi do it on purpose?
No matter what the reason is, the anti-poetry inscribed by Song Jiang is still here.

Song Jiang was stunned as soon as he saw the Taoist priest staring straight at the wall.He was anxious and curious, what happened to the Taoist priest?He looked in the direction of the long road, his face turned pale, and he squatted on the threshold.

"Master, what's going on here?"

"Song Yasi, you have done something good yourself, and you still have the nerve to ask me?" Lu Buping felt annoyed, "If I had known, I shouldn't have cared about your life."

"Daoist, last night, I drank a pot of wine and went back. I really don't remember what I did?" Song Jiang hugged his thigh on the uneven road, crying bitterly, "Daoist, you must save me! "

"What are you talking about, get up quickly, if Pindao doesn't save you, he won't bring you here."

Oh, what is this called?I thought, tell him the truth.Let him take it as a warning.However, it is estimated that Song Jiang can't listen to a word now.There is no way, life and death are at stake, it is strange not to be nervous.

"Daoist, what trick do you have?"

"Don't worry, let's sit down and talk slowly." Lu Buping just sat down, but saw an extra cup of tea on the table.Still steaming.

Too bad, Huang Wenbing has already been here, right?Now I must go to Cai Jiuzhi's mansion to inform me.No, time is running out, I must go right now.

As soon as he saw that Lu Daochang was about to run, Song Jiang rushed over, crying bitterly and hugging his thigh without letting go.

"Master Daoist, you are a good man, you will do it to the end, and you have to help me no matter what you say."

This Song Jiang is at this time, and he is still stalling for time, isn't he looking for death?
(End of this chapter)