The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

Rumors are terrible, and they spread quickly, and the versions are completed by talented people.

Originally, Du Feng only said that Ding Ding was small, had voyeurism, a fake mother, etc., and it was rumored that he became Mr. He because Ding Ding was small, he didn't lift up, and he liked to steal the banshee's underwear, and he regarded himself as a woman. Beloved, crazily peeping at the male students at school, secretly rubbing and observing every day.

I have to say that no matter you are a human or a monster, you all have a heart of gossip, especially the better the person, the easier it is to cause gossip from others.

Just like the current celebrities, if they buy tens of thousands of mobile phones to show off and show off, some people will complain and say that they have been adopted. In the past, a school saw her getting into other people's luxury cars with their own eyes. It was all because of jealousy.

The old man is handsome, has a good temper, and is a master of both martial arts and multitasking. He knows a lot about talismans, formations, and alchemy. He is the perfect person in the school. Because it has its own topic.

Although the old man has always held a nonchalant attitude, how can someone give up so easily when they find out about him?

As a result, Teacher He's reputation became worse and worse, and he added another crime.

The old man looked at him helplessly, "Aren't you afraid that I will be expelled from school?"

Du Feng felt no guilt at all, "How is it possible, once you leave, the school will recruit two people to take your place, and you can still teach other teachers at ordinary times, how could the principal be willing to let you go?"

The key point is that the old man is content and never mentions salary increase or anything, which makes the principal very happy. Unless he blows up the school, the principal will not let him go.

"You know as much as you do." The old man nodded his forehead and pulled him back, "Try to see if today's dishes suit your appetite?"

As soon as the door was closed, the discussion outside disappeared, and Du Feng carefully looked at Mr. Xiaoqiang.

Mr. Xiaoqiang is wearing Grandpa He's clothes, which are too big, and the sleeves have to be folded up two or three times, revealing his thin arms and legs. The ancient clothes have a feeling of slipping shoulders on him, making him look very thin.

Du Feng waved, "Let's eat together."

He Shui pulled his ear, "Mr. Xiaoqiang has already eaten, eat yours."

Du Feng turned to look at Mr. Xiaoqiang, "Have you eaten?"

"Yes." Mr. Xiaoqiang nodded, "My meal time is different from yours. I eat at night and sleep during the day."

"Then why don't you go to bed?" According to Mr. Xiaoqiang's calculation, it's late at night, right?

"I'm already a demon now, and I don't need to sleep during the day, so I decided to use this time to cultivate." Mr. Xiaoqiang had just transformed into a form, and he still couldn't completely control his facial muscles, and his speech seemed rigid.

"So hard?" In fact, Du Feng was very curious about how he cultivated?

"Can you have a good meal?" The old man knocked on his bowl to draw his attention back.

Du Feng finally ate honestly. Today's dishes are boiled foie gras, young squab, and stir-fried snails.

The old man didn't like spicy food, so he took the snails and picked out the meat for him.

"After soaking in the small world for seven days, I almost became a genius. Fortunately, I reined in the precipice and brought them out."

The snails bought are all alive, and there is sand in the meat, just like people who haven't bathed for many days, so they need to soak for a while to let them spit out the sand.

The water in Xiaotiandi has a cleansing effect, just like marrow washing water, the bubbles can wash out impurities, just like Du Feng just started drinking spring water, and dirt came out on his body, these are the impurities accumulated in the human body.

The water aura in Xiaotiandi was too strong, and the snail almost became fine after soaking for seven days, equivalent to a hundred years of work.

"You're almost fine, you actually boiled them?" Du Feng choked.

The old man stuffed one into his mouth, "You want to repent for them?"

"Let's forget it, we're all dead." After all, it's the food that matters.

As long as death is not painful.

"Soak it in salt water first, then scald it in boiling water. It's almost oily. It's a terrible death. You can still eat it?" The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Du Feng: "..."

Unnecessary sympathy is useless, they can still be eaten, and their final contribution to mankind cannot be wasted, and the grandfather has picked them all, so it is very convenient to eat.

"It seems that you are really a cold-blooded person." The old man looked at him with a half-smile.

Du Feng kicked him under the table, "Anyway, you are the one who killed, and you should go to hell if you want to go to hell."

"I'm so sad when you say that, and I will never cook for you again." The old man pretended to be sad.

Du Feng immediately changed his words, "I think I am also partly responsible. If you go to hell, I will go to hell with you."

"That's about the same." The old man showed a satisfied expression.

His hands were quick, and after a while he picked out a small bowl and placed it in front of Du Feng's table.

Du Feng took them smoothly, and ate them one by one.

The relationship between the two of them is very close, without the flattery of ordinary monsters.

Although they are husband and wife, there are still many differences in treatment between the strong and the weak. For example, the weak will naturally attach to the strong, cooking for him, mopping the floor and doing laundry, and the strong will accept it.

However, Du Feng and He Shui are almost opposite. Grandpa He's life style, mopping the floor and doing laundry, Du Feng enjoys it peacefully.

It seems to be a kind of tacit understanding, and it is natural and unrestrained between sending one off and picking one up.

In the eyes of Mr. Xiaoqiang, this feels incredible, and there is even a feeling that the two are a good match, but not a good match.

After all, Grandpa He is gentle, courteous, modest, well-dressed, and extraordinary in conversation. Such a demon knows that he is knowledgeable and well-informed at a glance.

As for Du Feng, he is more inclined to the sunny and healthy one, which is a precious character of positive and self-improvement.

I usually do many good deeds and do a lot of bad deeds, both hard and soft. If you are strong, I will be weaker. If you are weak, then I will be strong.

He also has a kind of reluctance to admit defeat, such as challenging the old man again and again, and continuing if he loses, just like Erha, forget the pain when the scar is healed.

This kind of person lives the happiest life. You are still struggling with this and that. He just needs to be at peace with the situation and not worry at all.

There is also a big gap in appearance. Grandpa He has exquisite facial features, and Du Feng has delicate facial features. The reason why they are not compatible is because of the above reasons, and the reason why they are compatible is because the two get along too harmoniously.

Grandpa He put his hands on the table and picked snails for Du Feng gracefully. Red oil dripped from between his fingers, which was seriously inconsistent with his image. The sun was shining through the window, casting a shadow on the eyes.

Du Feng really cultivated blessings for eight lifetimes in his previous life to meet such a perfect man as Grandpa. God is fair. The reason why he was so unlucky in the first half of his life was probably to meet Grandpa.

In such a short time, Mr. Xiaoqiang's thoughts have been turned back and forth, but Du Feng still doesn't know that steamed buns with foie gras mixed with snail meat are delicious.

He didn't like to eat foie gras at first, but Grandpa He occasionally heard people say that the foie gras would taste much better after being boiled and cooled, and served with some side dishes.

He happened to have nothing to do to make it for Du Feng once, and Du Feng liked it from then on, and he wanted to eat it every once in a while.

Halfway through Du Feng's meal, the old man suddenly sat up straight, "If you don't study hard all day, you will know how to mess around. What do you make your parents think? Is it easy for them to spend money and work so hard to support you to go to school?"

Du Feng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that someone wants to come in!

The old man put away the food and wiped the oil on the table. Du Feng also cooperated very well. He immediately stood up straight and put his hands behind his back, with his head lowered, as if I knew something was wrong.

"Next time you do this again, I'll call my parents!" The old man had a straight face, but his eyes blinked at Du Feng indistinctly.

Calling parents is the culprit of almost all bad students, and it can be done with one pinch.

Du Feng hurriedly begged for mercy, "No, Teacher He, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to lend money to my classmates during class time again."

The door happened to be opened, and the principal walked in, "Are you busy?"

He Shui stood up and said, "Teach a bad student a lesson. If you don't study hard all day long, you will know how to fool around." The grandfather turned to Du Feng, "Go back if you know you made a mistake, and don't do it again next time."

"En." Du Feng nodded curtly, "Teacher, where is my 1000 yuan?"

The corner of the grandfather's mouth twitched, and the principal was beside him, so it was not easy to get angry, so he could only helplessly take out a few banknotes from his pocket, "Here you are."

"Thank you teacher." Du Feng's eyes lit up, he put it away happily, and left very quickly, slipping away faster than a rabbit.

If you have money, go outside and go crazy!

Taking advantage of the grandfather's inability to enter Xiaotiandi, Du Feng clenched the jade talisman around his neck, a ray of light flashed, no one was there, another ray of light flashed, and Du Feng had already arrived at the night market.

The night market is a small stall at night and a storefront during the day, and it is also very lively. There is an hour-long nap time at noon, which is actually a time for meditation, but Du Feng is used to calling it a nap.

Take a nap, it doesn't matter if you don't go, you can spend more than an hour.

However, he was unlucky. He wanted to go to the bathroom right after he left the house, but there was no toilet nearby. Du Feng was worried that the old man would come back to clean him up after chatting, so he didn't dare to enter Xiaotiandi, so he simply ran away to use the toilet in the park.

After I touched my pocket, my mother forgot to bring paper.

What's worse is that I forgot to bring the storage necklace, probably because it's useless at ordinary times, it's inconvenient to take it with me when I take a bath at night, and it's uncomfortable to sleep. Du Feng usually has the habit of taking it off casually.

At present, the wooden sword cooperates tacitly with him, and it can already be put into the body. The money is kept in the grandfather's place, and the mobile phone is in the pocket, so there is no need to store the necklace, which is almost abandoned. It is just a beautiful accessory.

It's over, there is no paper!

Du Feng first asked tentatively, "Which buddy has brought paper, I am willing to buy it with money?"

No one responded, and he seemed to be alone in the toilet.

Although it is a public toilet, there are a few monuments in this park. Generally, monsters think it is gloomy and rarely come here, so Du Feng was embarrassed.

"I'll pay 100 yuan for paper!"

Still no one responded, a strange wind swished the leaves and stopped where Du Feng couldn't touch.

Du Feng's fingertips flashed white light and hit the leaf. One of them lost control and burned the leaf to ashes.

"Oops, the magic of the filthy land is unstable."

Many monks are not afraid of the sky or the earth, but the filth, especially a rookie like Du Feng.

This is a public toilet, smelly and dirty, and the air is filthy. It is difficult for him to cast his spells stably here.

Except for that leaf, other things are farther away, untouchable, and I can only turn over at present.

Du Feng rummaged through all his pockets, and found only a few hundred dollars, a mobile phone, a wooden sword, and the old man's jade charm.

Everything is inseparable.

The money must be kept, and the mobile phone cannot be used to wipe the ass, the wooden sword...

"Don't try to trick me." Mu Jian snorted coldly.

Du Feng: "..."

He was embarrassed for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Yes, you can help me get the paper!"

"Have you ever seen me take shape?"

amount……

This seems to have never been seen.

"Innate wood like me can't be transformed." Mu Jian explained patiently.

"That's it." Du Feng withdrew his eyes in disappointment, and continued to look at the other treasures, "Only the old man's jade talisman is left."

This jade talisman is a two-in-one product. One is to protect him, and the other is to enter and exit the small world. Later, the grandfather got it together. Now it can not only protect him, but also enter and exit the small world.

"Grandpa is so awesome, it shouldn't be difficult to draw another one, or just use this one." Du Feng said to himself.

"Try it?" The grandfather's voice suddenly came from inside, which startled Du Feng.

"Fuck, how did you hear that?"

The old man sighed, "I'm outside."

Sure enough, there was an extra pair of feet outside the toilet door, narrow and thin, not like a man's, but like a woman's, very delicate.

"Great, bring me the wrapping paper, I forgot to bring the paper." Du Feng hurriedly begged the old man, as if he had forgotten that he had cheated the old man several hundred dollars just now.

"Oh——" the old man elongated his voice, "Just now I heard someone say that it will cost 100 yuan to buy it. How come I don't see anyone here?"

Du Feng quickly flattered him, "What's the relationship between us, do we still need to see each other?"

"Yeah, just now I don't know which little bastard cheated me out of hundreds of dollars." The old man's voice seemed careless in the empty toilet.

Du Feng: "..."

At this time, you must be soft.

"Why don't I buy it with money." Du Fengren couldn't get out inside, so that was the only way to go.

"Okay." The old man actually agreed, "100 yuan a piece."

Du Feng: "..."

"Why don't you rob?" Robbery isn't that ruthless, is it?

"It seems that you don't need it anymore." The old man raised his foot and moved out.

Du Feng quickly stopped him, "Then I'll buy three."

Now that the old grandpa has appeared here, Xiaotiandi must not be able to enter, and can only suffer from being dumb.

"Is three enough?" the old man asked in surprise.

"It's okay for me to save a little." It's 300 yuan, damn it, I feel so distressed.

Du Feng took three out of the 600 yuan and gave them to the old man, "Where's my paper?"

"I'll give you a pack for another 300 yuan."

Du Feng: "..."

It seems to be cheated.