The rules of survival of the magic stick

But now both he and Tangyuan have fallen into the hands of the masked man, but the masked man didn't take any further action against them, he just set up a formation to trap them here.

So Su Luochen guessed that it was after he captured himself that he realized that he didn't have what he wanted, so he didn't take any further actions.

But he set up formations to restrict their actions. What was the reason for them to do so?

He could only guess that the next target of the man in the metal mask should be Gong Yifu and Tang Su.

So what exactly would cause such a shift in his goals?Su Luochen almost instantly thought of the Flood Dragon Pearl he had obtained in the empty town.

That person wants to get the Flood Dragon Ball!

He sensed that Gongyifu and Tang Su were in danger almost immediately.

It just so happened that Gongyifu's loyal heart was on him, and this Buddhist loyalty was just used to get rid of these crooked things.

So he began to think about how to use Gongyifu's loyalty in the formation to break the formation set up by the masked man.

Unexpectedly, it really made him succeed.

He escaped from the formation with the glutinous rice balls, and before he could put the glutinous rice balls in a safe place, he rushed towards the small forest here.

After all, Gongyifu had just recovered from a serious injury, and he had no loyalty. He was afraid that something would happen to Gongyifu and Tang Su, so he had to bring glutinous rice balls with him.

Speaking of this, Su Luochen deliberately laughed at Tang Su a few words: "The main thing is that Gong Yifu is taking you, a mediocre Taoist priest, if I bring other people, I don't have to rush over there in such a hurry, right? ?”

Tang Su gritted his teeth: "Su Luochen, don't force me to beat you."

Su Luochen showed an extremely embarrassing smile, and poured himself a cup of tea: "It's just a joke."

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The shop clerk had a cloth strap on his shoulders, two jugs of wine in his hands, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he walked towards Tang Su with a happy smile.

Sometimes Tang Su envied these waiters in the shop. He didn't have to think about anything. He guarded a shop. What he did every day was to watch the passers-by or passers-by who came to the shop. No worries, the years are good.

If, he meant if, in the future, all the troubles he encountered would be over, and then he and Gongyifu would go to a place where no one knew them, and open an inn like this, where flowers bloom every year. In every season, he made wine, built a small wine cellar in the inn, and let the guests drink the wine he brewed, and then he also worked as a waiter like this, shuttling between these people who had nothing to do with him every day.

Listen to their stories, taste all the ups and downs in this world, and feel different emotions, then his life will be complete.

However, the flame of this idea was quickly extinguished by himself. Gongyifu is the great master of the Nanyue Kingdom and a reincarnated Buddha. It is impossible to go to a place where no one knows them with Tang Su and live a mediocre life.

Tang Su frowned slightly, the waiter's voice piercing the silent air brought Tang Su back to reality.

"Come here, the old-fashioned sweet-scented osmanthus wine you want." The waiter put down the jug on the tray in his hand and bowed slightly to Tang Su and the others: "Drink first, everyone. Food and drink will arrive later."

Tang Su nodded.

Su Luochen picked up the jug, it was still hot, it seemed that the wine was just warmed, he poured a glass of wine for Gong Yifu, Tang Su and himself.

Tangyuan sat quietly beside her, her eyes were almost on the wine pot.

Tang Su stretched out his hand and scratched his nose: "Children can't drink it, glutinous rice balls are good, I should help daddy and big brothers eat more vegetables later."

After Tangyuan heard this, her mouth pouted, but it was useless, they would not drink wine for Tangyuan.

"Brother, can I drink when I grow up?"

Tang Su nodded, let's talk about it when he grows up.

Su Luochen raised his glass: "Come on, do one, and you won't go home until you're drunk!"

Infected by his emotions, Tang Su also raised his wine glass: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

On the contrary, Gongyifu's expression didn't change much, and the most common expression was serious, as if he was not close to the god of fireworks in the world.But he also silently raised his cup and said a very concise sentence: "Drink."

Three people and one child, sitting on the second floor of an inn on the main street of Folian Town, drinking from three poles in the sun to sunset at dusk, the clouds in the sky changed from white at the beginning to crimson now, the sun slowly set on the top of the mountain, and the afterglow of the setting sun set the mountain The clouds on the side were dyed a bewitching red, and from the side of the red clouds, a brilliant golden color slowly emerged.

The sky has become slightly dark, and the pedestrians on the road are gradually becoming less and less. Looking outside, there are not many small vendors on the bustling street paved with bluestone slabs, and night has fallen.

There is a world of difference between night and day in Folian Town.During the day, the streets are full of pedestrians, and small vendors are active in the streets and alleys.But just at dusk, the bustling atmosphere on the street during the day had died down, and when night covered the entire Folian Town, there was no sign of anyone outside the entire Folian Town.

Tang Su, Gong Yifu, and Su Luochen drank several pots of the boss's old-fashioned peach blossom wine in this inn. Tang Su has never been a good drinker, and he would get drunk every time he drank. Li muttered and didn't know what he was talking about.

Nothing happened to Gongyi Fu, his face was as usual, as if the wine he drank in the afternoon was like water, he looked at Su Luochen: "It's getting late, you might as well rest for a night before leaving tomorrow."

Su Luochen glanced at Tang Yuan who was so tired that he was lying on the chair and fell asleep, and nodded: "That's right, this little guy is already tired, let's go tomorrow."

Su Luochen decided to live directly in the wing of the inn. He called the servant, and took the sleeping glutinous rice balls up to the wing on the third floor, leaving Gongyifu and Tang Su drunk on the second floor.

Tang Su lay prone on the table, revealing half of his face that was blush from the peach blossom wine.

Gongyi Fu stared at Tang Su's exposed half of his face, and was slightly stunned. A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't notice it himself.

Some people's feelings are imperceptible, like a stream like a trickle, slowly lingering, slowly wrapping, and finally discovering that this stream has become a part of themselves, inseparable, Once separated, it is like cutting off a piece of flesh, which is extremely painful.

The cool autumn night breeze poured in through the carved windows, and Gong Yifu's white robe was blown loudly.