[Comprehensive] I have a vulture

Huang Yaoshi, the owner of Chrysanthemum Island...

Huang Yaoshi thought for a while before saying, "This title does not seem to be appropriate."

I always feel that something is not right, but I can't say it.

Xie Qing saw that he was finally enlightened, and decided to put his hobby on the right track while he was still young, "Although this chrysanthemum is sought after by literati and refined scholars, it is known as a hermit among flowers, but the environment where it grows should not be too humid. Avoid waterlogging, the flowering period is short, and it is too petite. I think the island is not suitable for planting chrysanthemums. It is better to plant peach blossoms on all the islands. It has better adaptability, grows taller and faster, and has better recovery ability after injury. , easy to feed, now go to plant peach trees, in the coming spring they will bloom, the peach trees will grow taller, and the flowers will bloom luxuriantly, and you can also set up strange gates on the island to prevent outsiders from entering at will."

Listening to her chatter, Huang Yaoshi frowned slightly and remained silent, but it sounded like she was saying something really well.

Xie Qing kept talking when she was full, without any intention of stopping.

"It's beautiful, practical, and romantic. Let me tell you that all girls like peach blossoms. You believe in my vision. In the future, if you have a girl you like, she will be happy to live in seclusion on the island with you."

"Peach Blossom Island is much more pleasing to the ear than Chrysanthemum Island. Don't you want to be famous in the world in the future? The owner of Peach Blossom Island, Huang Yaoshi, is so elegant and pleasant to listen to. Once you hear this, you will be tall..."

Lao Jia warned at the right time: "Huang Yaoshi doesn't like girls who are wordy."

"It doesn't matter anyway, I don't like boys who are too pretentious and conceited, and they are several years younger than me."

Xie Qing doesn't care whether Huang Yaoshi likes her or not, because she likes the gentle, elegant, charming, and connotative uncle type like Dugu Hero, just like Huang Yaoshi likes gentle, smart, virtuous, good-looking, Like a girl more than 20 years younger than him.

She knew that the two of them had no chance of calling, and it would be nice if they could become friends. Lao Jia really thought too much about this gossip system.

Listening to her chatter, Huang Yaoshi seemed to know a little bit about breeding, and suddenly he was curious about her origin, and asked, "Why do you keep holding this egg?"

Hearing Huang Yaoshi's question, Xie Qing thought of Dugu Daxia's entrustment again, hugged the egg tightly and said, "This is not an ordinary egg, this is a very miraculous egg. I promised one person to protect him. Very important person."

After Xie Qing said this, he smelled a very fragrant fragrance, even more fragrant than the roast chicken just now. It turned out that Huang Yaoshi had already taken out the things he had buried before from under the fire. The roasted chicken wrapped in zong leaves was wrapped in the dark lump of mud. As soon as it was taken out, the smell filled the ruined temple.

Huang Yaoshi's cooking skills are really good, this is something Xie Qing has known for a long time, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but praise it.

This is the beggar's chicken made by Huang Yaoshi. He is very particular about eating, chewing slowly and gracefully, which is in stark contrast to Xie Qing's voracious eating.

He pays attention to not talking when eating or sleeping, so he doesn't talk when eating.

Xie Qing glanced at his waist, and felt that his figure was really good. Although he was young, he was tall, and his waist was well-proportioned. A dark green belt was tied tightly around his waist. In a few years, He must be a rare handsome man in the Jianghu.

Xie Qing swallowed her saliva, Lao Jia suddenly felt that he really shouldn't have asked Xie Qing to complete this task, after all, she was a woman who dared to take out Dugu Hero's crotch, so there was nothing she couldn't do.

Lao Jia sighed: "It's a crime."

Xie Qing hugged the egg and thought wildly, "Old Jia, how do you think I stole his belt? Why are the tasks assigned by your system so abnormal."

Lao Jia explained: "This game is called Miaoshoukongkong, which is to exercise and test you to steal all kinds of tricky things."

"But I think this is for me to be idle and find something to do for myself." Xie Qing had already regretted countless times and wanted to beat herself to death, why did she agree so cheaply back then.

She thinks that this game should not be called "Miaoshoukongkong" but should be called "Idle Eggs Pain".

Seeing Xie Qing's dejected look, Lao Jia felt that he had to boost her morale, and said, "You have already reserved the skills of Dugu Qiubai, and you can choose to equip his skills to compete with Huang Yaoshi. If you If he wins, it will be much easier to take his belt."

"But can this be called stealing?"

"Once you get it, it counts." Lao Jia felt that this was the worst host he had brought.

Just when Xie Qing was racking his brains to figure out how to get Huang Yaoshi's belt, a man suddenly jumped in from outside the temple, and before he could see his appearance clearly, he heard him shouting from afar, "It smells so good!" It smells so good' and jumped in front of the two of them, staring straight at the beggar chicken in Huang Yaoshi's hand.

This is also a young boy, about 20 years old by visual inspection, wearing coarse clothes with two patches on his body, carrying a wine gourd on his back, with a square face, clear outline, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks like a lively and straightforward Jiang Hu .

Huang Yaoshi didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to eat his meal calmly.

Xie Qing wanted to give him a thumbs up for this cold and pretentious appearance.

The young man scratched his head and saw that Halazi was about to stay, "Leave me a bite, it's so delicious, I can't help it."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at him, broke off the remaining piece of chicken leg and handed it to him, the boy happily took it, sniffed it with a face full of enjoyment, then stuffed it into his mouth in one bite, and when he took it out again All that was left was a chicken bone.

Then I heard the system prompt: "Congratulations to the player for entering the third mission of "Miaoshoukongkong" The Condor Shooting Prequel: Northern Beggar Hong Qigong's first kiss. Please complete the mission as soon as possible, good luck."

What the hell was the first kiss? Xie Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little toothache: "Old Jia, why did I start the third mission before I finished the second one?"

Old Jia said: "The three tasks do not conflict with each other and are not in order. As long as they are all completed, you can enter the next level."

At the moment when Xie Qing had a toothache, the familiar boy had already had a drink with Huang Yaoshi. Xie Qing rubbed his chin and thought that he came here in a hurry. Everything has to meet a friend, hold a thigh and plan for her future life.

The friendship between men is wonderful, like a bowl of wine and a beggar chicken can talk all night.

"Hong Qi!" Xie Qing stomped her feet and walked in front of the two of them, looking at Hong Qigong's greasy lips, she refused in her heart, but she still had to find out if Hong Qigong had his first kiss yet. Not wanting to make a fool of himself, he called out his name directly.

It was only then that Hong Qigong saw that there was a little girl in the corner. She was pretty, but she was dressed in a strange way. Her hair was loose and she was covered in fluffy clothes. She was holding a girl in her arms. It was a big bird egg, and on its back was a board tightly wrapped in black cloth. He had never seen such a dress in all his years of walking in the rivers and lakes.

He took a sip of the drink and stuck it in his throat. After looking at it several times to confirm that he had never seen the little girl before, he asked, "Do you recognize me?"

Before Xie Qing could shake his head, Huang Yaoshi half-closed his eyes and said, "So you are that little beggar who learned the best skill of the Beggar Clan's subduing dragon palm and claims to be invincible all over the world."

Hong Qigong looked at the well-dressed Xie Qing, then at Huang Yaoshi who suddenly became angry, and scratched his head: "Did I bother you?"

"I belong to the Beggar Gang, and I know how to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms, but I can't claim to be an invincible hand..."

"Don't talk nonsense, take the move!" Before Hong Qigong could finish speaking, Huang Yaoshi had already raised an empty splitting palm and slashed towards him. That palm was powerful and merciless. Quick, just escaped.

"Hit as you say!" Hong Qigong couldn't figure out Huang Yaoshi's intentions, but he was also a boy with a temper, and he liked to 'make friends with martial arts', so he didn't say any more, and put the red wine gourd on the haystack beside him. After the last throw, he also rolled up his sleeves and confronted Huang Yaoshi.

At this time, the sky was already completely dark, and the moon was already above the treetops. The two people who were fighting each other disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye. Xie Qing yawned, and didn't want to follow, eat Feeling drowsy after drinking enough, she decided to take a nap first, and wait for tomorrow morning to solve any tasks.

There was a pile of hay by the corner, and Xie Qing made a bed, and she could only lie on it with her pillow on the wood to make do for the night. In order to prevent Hong Qigong from running away, she hugged the red wine gourd he had thrown in the corner in her arms. If Hong Qigong wants to drink after a fight and come back to get a gourd of wine, she can wake up too.

Here, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong met their opponents, and under the darkness of night, they played hundreds of tricks against each other, neither of them could win or lose. It's almost light.

It was Hong Qigong who beat him until he was hungry.

"Tonight's battle, you and I will not be able to decide the outcome. Let's wait for you and me to rest for half a day, and we will continue to fight tomorrow night!"

Huang Yaoshi also felt that he didn't know how long the fight would last, so he made an agreement with him to go to an inn in Lin'an City to rest after dawn, and then continue the sparring in the evening.

The two of them didn't know each other. Hong Qigong was good at making friends. Although Huang Yaoshi was young, he was good at martial arts, and his cooking was delicious. Hong Qigong decided early on that he had to be his friend. It's easy to eat in the future, so he praised Huang Yaoshi for being young and promising all the way. Huang Yaoshi found that Hong Qigong was not as frivolous as rumored. make this friend

So the two went back to the ruined temple, bragging each other all the way.

In the ruined temple, Xie Qing was holding Hong Qigong's vermilion wine gourd, as if holding something very important, sleeping soundly, and the egg happened to be on top of her head.

Seeing this situation, Huang Yaoshi misunderstood, and said to Hong Qigong: "Since you two are old acquaintances, after tomorrow you and I decide the winner, hurry up and take her home. After all, it's okay for a girl to go out alone. Safety."

Hong Qigong was confused: "I don't know her at all. Aren't you two a couple? Lonely men and widows live in a dilapidated temple in the middle of the night and warm up together." The disheveled clothes warmed up together, which made him think he would go to the house by himself. It was not the right time, which disturbed their intimacy.

Huang Yaoshi hurriedly disregarded the relationship, and said: "Seventh brother misunderstood, but don't ruin the reputation of the girl's family. You may not believe it, but she came with the eagle. The eagle didn't seem to like her very much, so he took her away." She was thrown off the roof."

The author has something to say: Hong Qigong: Brother Huang, the girl you like has lost.

Huang Yaoshi: No, Brother Seven, it's the girl you like.

Dugu Hero: Go, go, it's the girl I like!