The Taoist priest made a sand sculpture line in the abuse of the text

Although the client was dissatisfied, he still gave the money, leaving Fa Hai to ponder whether the money was given because he was afraid of being approached for revenge, or because he knew in his heart that he was right.

Qing Fu walked up to the Taoist temple: "How much will it cost to repair it?"

After turning around like this, he felt that God Baisha hated him again. He knew earlier that God Baisha should not have died so quickly, and should have been tortured carefully.

Huapi raised his hand enthusiastically: "I, I, I will come."

When he went to the island, he dragged a suitcase, opened it now, took out a pen from it, and drew in the air facing the damaged Taoist temple——

Qing Fu: "Brow pencil??"

Not only eyebrow pencils, Huapi holds an eyeshadow palette in his other hand, and there are many options in the suitcase slumped under his feet, including blush, lip gloss and so on.

I saw that Huapi used eyebrow pencil to draw, eyeliner to draw lines, eye shadow to draw red tiles and blue bricks, light and shadow, and even the reflection of the sun shining on the roof was expressed with glass lip glaze.

A clever makeup artist can chat and work at the same time, Huapi proudly said: "A proactive person like me has studied the skills a long time ago, brother, look at it, and keep it so that your initial investment in me is worthwhile."

He really didn't lie, he made a hundred-year-old painting skin, and his professional level is naturally nothing to say. After finishing the painting, the painting skin still wrote a chic inscription next to it: "An De Guang Mansion has thousands of rooms, and it shelters the world's poor and poor." Huanyan, unmoved by wind and rain, is as safe as a mountain. Woohoo! Whenever I see this house in front of my eyes, it will be enough for my hut to be broken and frozen to death!"

I saw the last stroke, the Diaolou and Huayu rising from the ground, the fairy pavilion and the scene, the water vapor on the island itself is sufficient, and a rainbow spans across the back of the main hall at the right time, which is even more majestic.

Fa Hai was overjoyed after being amazed, and was about to take a few steps forward to ask Huapi for help, when Huapi suddenly trembled, dropped the eyeshadow palette in his hand, and curled up into a ball.

Fahai: "?! Are you okay!"

On a hot day, Huapi's brows were covered with frost, and he said with his tongue: "It's been a pretense, I shouldn't have written the following sentence, 'My hut is enough to be frozen to death', is there any? What a warm poem."

Just as Qing Fu was about to answer, Meng Jiangnu said sinisterly beside him: "The spring river plumbing duck prophet."

The painted skin was frozen, it was really frozen to the point of separation, when I heard the word "warm", I didn't even think about it, while holding my skin bag, I wrote quickly, Qingfu didn't have time to stop, there was a bang , A handful of water fell from the sky, drenching the painted skin into a drowned rat.

Huapi: "...Bah, bah."

Hateful third child! !

Meng Jiangnu also pursued the victory: "Who told you that your literary literacy is not enough? If you know the answer yourself, would you still be fooled? If you lose, you will lose in the cultural desert."

Huapi: "..." Damn it, you have to memorize Tang poetry and Song Ci even when you are a ghost, is everyone in the family like this now?

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Although he moved to the island, considering that Yisi bought the villa specially to live next to it, Qingfu still set up a magic circle, so that it is convenient to come and go between the villa and Donghai at any time, and it is also convenient to attract the golden body.

Yisi and Shen Yi received news one after another, and sent WeChat messages, expressing that in this case, they would also donate the golden body and enshrine it in a dignified hall. Shen Yi also generously contracted the golden body of Lord Stove for Si Ji .

After replying to everyone's messages, Qingfu habitually opened Mr. Qin's circle of friends and looked: "Huh?"

"What's the matter?" Emperor Fengdu came over with a sliced ​​watermelon, carefully picked out the seeds, "It's strange, why didn't the old man post a selfie."

Mr. Qin is particularly keen to use various methods to record every day, which is probably a habit he left behind when he was in the army.It used to be a diary, but now it's all kinds of photos posted to Moments. In a day, Mr. Qin's Moments are more than Daigou.

Qingfu pondered: "Maybe yesterday's wedding... blah blah... it was too much." Qing Fu sighed enjoying the watermelon delivered to his mouth, "It's so sweet. He's getting old after all. I was also with my old comrades in arms, and was called by the young man to help welcome the bride."

The customs of weddings are different in different places. Like Mr. Qin's old comrade-in-arms hometown, before the wedding, the man has to go through many tests and difficulties from the bridesmaids before he can receive the bride.Mr. Qin and the others helped, and it was a bad idea from old comrades in arms. What to say, these old bones would make a scene, making everyone laugh. On the other hand, considering their age, the bridesmaids would not be too embarrassing , How much to help my grandson.

Huapi watched and gnawed on the watermelon, feeling uncomfortable: "It's not sweet, why do I feel a little sour."

Meng Jiangnv eats sugar quietly, and only then can she get along with Xiao Wu in harmony: "It's not melon sourness, it's your heartache."

Qing Fu flicked through the photos casually, then turned off the phone, just about to take the melon and eat it by himself, when his heart skipped a beat.

No, although the wedding at night was a Chinese style wedding, even the bridesmaids and groomsmen wore western style dresses, why are there still people in the guest area wearing red robes?

He picked up his phone, swiped it again, and looked for it. In the photo of the bride and groom toasting at the table, he saw the man in the red robe.

If you didn't pay attention to observe, you wouldn't see anything wrong with the other party's beaming smile mixed in the crowd. The Chinese-style wedding tablecloths and other decorations are bright red. If you don't pay attention, you won't notice this person at all.

The photo wasn't very clear, or it wasn't clear at all, all I could see was the pale and bluish face of the man in the red robe, which was different from a living person, and the laugh that became more and more weird after looking at it for a long time.

Before Qing Fu even opened his mouth, Emperor Fengdu said seriously: "Look, I said I should follow from a distance, something went wrong. Hurry up and pack your things, we'll go pick up the old man."

Qing Fu: "..."

Replacing "old man" with "child" is even more interesting.

However, this ghost really can't be ignored, Qingfu tried to call the old man's phone number, but fortunately he got through: "Hey, old man, is there anything wrong with the wedding?"

"..." There was silence on the other side for a while, when Qingfu was thinking about something bad, maybe the old man couldn't speak, or maybe it wasn't the old man who answered the phone at all, then a calm, cold voice came from the opposite side, "Third brother? How did you know something was going to happen at the wedding?"

Qing Fu was stunned for a moment: "Second Brother?"

The three brothers of the Qin family, the youngest Qin Fu, the eldest Qin Shou, and the second Qin Lu are the first special case of the Qin family who refused to join the army and rebelliously chose to go into business in several generations.

Qin Lu's voice was indifferent as if he didn't care about everything: "Are you coming, grandpa is in the hospital now."

Qing Fu: "Well... Second Brother, please send me the address."

·

Because the accident happened in another province, the old man is currently staying in a hospital in another province.Considering the urgency of the time, Qing Fu didn't ask Si Ji to help, and directly led the people thousands of miles away in an instant.

Walking all the way into the inpatient department, when Qingfu walked up to the second floor, he could smell a ghostly yin, and the smell of burning paper money made his chest tight and uncomfortable.

Strolling around in front of a few wards, Qingfu basically confirmed that Mr. Qin may not be the only one who was recruited, probably the elderly are easy to attack. The old comrades who have been photographed in Mr. Qin's photos count as one, and they are all lying here .

"The third child." A tall and stern figure walked out from the door of the ward next door, turning his face to Qing Fu.

"??" Hua Pi squinted his eyes, and couldn't help whispering, "Isn't that the big brother's big brother? Except for the extra pair of glasses, it seems!"

"They are more like... mother, and I am more like father." When Qing Fu mentioned the two words "parents", he stumbled jerkyly, with a somewhat unnatural tone.

The little finger that hung down instantly felt a gleam of warmth, and Qing Fu subconsciously turned his head to stare at Emperor Fengdu, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

"... Cough," Qing Fu looked away, and changed the topic, "Go in and have a look."

Qin Lu, who originally called Qingfu to come over, stood in front of the ward, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his eyes under the silver-rimmed glasses were sharp: "Please explain clearly, why did you know that the old man and other comrades in arms were in trouble when you were in other provinces? I just told you the address, and you can come across the province in 10 minutes?"

On the screen of the mobile phone in Qin Lu's hand, a series of familiar three-digit numbers were displayed, and he raised his hand and was ready to go.

"Wow..." Huapi sighed softly, "It turns out that the plastic brotherhood is not limited to our family."

Qing Fu was speechless, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, "Second brother, have you watched the live broadcast of Science Xiaomeng?"

Qin Lu was as immovable as a mountain: "See, I taught the old man to watch the live broadcast."

Qing Fu: "...how do you check Weibo?"

Qin Lu: "I taught."

Qing Fu: "...a variety show?"

Qin Lu showed impatience: "I taught it. What do you mean, neither of you like to stay at home, I taught the old man how to watch live broadcasts, check Weibo, watch variety shows, and enrich his retirement life. Am I wrong?"

... Anyway, the teaching is not right! !See what nouns the old man is talking about now, such as "messing with men and men", "running in both directions", just say who it is, and take the old man to watch the gossip.

But what can Qingfu say, he is the one who is not filial: "Well... well taught, I just want to say that Xiaomeng's live broadcast is actually true."

Qin Lu was firm: "Nonsense, Xiaomeng's live broadcast is so scientific."

"..." Qing Fu tried to talk but not move, and persuaded his brother with kind words, "Don't you think it's strange, why Shiba Inu can exorcise evil spirits and attract evil spirits?"

Qin Lu frowned: "I'm going to criticize here, who made the script, and why the characters are inconsistent."

Qing Fu: "... Seeing Xiao Nie's paintings in so many temples, don't you think there is something wrong?"

Qin Lu pushed his glasses, and said rigorously: "I asked specifically when I went to accompany the client to offer incense, and the mage inside said that he simply appreciates the artistic conception and beauty, and has no other meaning."

Qing Fu: "..."