Sir Is Also Feeding the Little Taoist Priest Today

Anti-theft is on! Also known as "The Eight Coffins of Wei Li", the update time is around 0:00 p. M., And the countdown to the end of the text is still working hard to produce it! The final article of the column on the theme of the Cantonese prince "Foreign Son and Local Man", welcome to enjoy! Pre-collection of "I Want to Go Back to the Past" and "Warm Road" are highly recommended! Cantonese love story production machine begs for familiarity (bow) [The uncle who protects his shortcomings and worries about the roasted goose is a former detective with extraordinary talents]×[The little Taoist priest who is an ignorant genius and can eat human-shaped ice packs] [A collection of weird XP about body shape difference + height difference + skin color difference + age difference + body temperature difference (?) (Bushi)] [In the later period, the iron rod was burned to smash the small ice cave, and the daily suspense broke out, a little nonsensical romance, a little group love, sweet or not, free of charge] Liang Yifei has been very annoyed recently. He quit his job and went home to sell roast geese. He thought that there were only three things left in his life: cutting off the goose legs, being forced to marry by his grandma, and feeding the hungry sons in the police station. As a result, the good guys from the criminal investigation detachment sent him a "scammer". There was a fair little Taoist priest sitting in the internment room, but his mouth made the little intern want to cry. "Sister, you have seen dead people, and their eyes are stained with yin." He turned around and swallowed the roast goose he brought. Intern: Brother Da Fei! Save my daughter, woo woo woo... Liang Yifei: Feudal superstition is unacceptable. Young Taoist Priest: Uncle, your hall is darkened, and there will be a bloody disaster within three days. Liang Yifei: ... Call me brother. Li Yu has been confused recently. The master said that he was in danger of death and drove him down the mountain, but left him only an expired ID card and the sentence "In the end, he will have to be helped by a noble person." The world under the mountain is so strange. You have to scan the money with your mobile phone, the urban management will chase people, and the roasted goose is 10,000 times more delicious than the vegetarian food in the mountains. And... This uncle who buys roast goose is so hot. The training look was more annoying than the master, but the hand holding his wrist was warmer than a warming spell. Something happened again in Litang Square. Within half a year, homicides involving jumping from buildings occurred frequently, the deceased died in strange circumstances, conspiracy theories spread all over the Internet, and the criminal investigation detachment was at a loss. And Liang Yifei, the former deputy detachment leader, is worried about the new "troublemaker" in the family. Liang Yifei: You can live in my house. I will do groceries, move goods, and clean the house every day. I will also hand in three peace charms. Li Yu: Does uncle take care of the food? I want to eat roast goose legs. Liang Yifei: ... Call me brother. On a blood-moon night, the gate of hell opens, eight coffins rise, and fate is ill-fated. The Yin Refining Formation tore apart the night sky, and all the ghosts cried and howled. The thin body was burning with golden life fire, and blood dripped down the peach wood sword into a river. Bullets pierced the sky, blood-stained police badges burned into the formation's eyes, and Nine Suns fireworks burned through the darkness. "Xiaoyu! Come back!" "Liang Yifei! Take the living people away!" "My life has been yours a long time ago, and I can only have the final say on your life!" Food guide: 1. Gong and Shou are 1v1, age difference is 12 years, HE, Gong has been on a blind date (only to the extent of holding hands), Shuang Jie (personal definition, I think it is, but if it conflicts with your definition, or if you mind Gong having a short relationship experience, it can be understood as double c, which does not affect the main plot) 2. There will be a small amount of Cantonese dialogue (try to write it in Guangpu this time), and the translation will still be in paragraph commentary or dialogue! 3. An atypical criminal investigation story, where daily pursuits and ghost-catching and case-solving coexist. My approach is natural, and both good and evil practices are fictional. There is no accurate prototype, so don't delve into it and don't take it seriously! 4. The world view is empty, empty and empty! Please do not contact real events or locations! Don't take it seriously! 5. The perspective is 50/50, no particular bias, he is my son and I love him all (serious face) 6. Walking on the highway in the quiet and exciting years, fasten your seat belt according to the old rules~ Cover thanks to: Chengsheng Trinity Oh! Dear godmother, I love you (star eyes) There are still a few books of this column available in advance. The first ones are "I Want to Go Back to the Past" and "Warm Journey", both of which have Cantonese background~ Then the newly opened "When the World Lost its Voice", "Yu Qiu" and Gu Dan's "Gui Luoshan River" are also welcome to taste. If you are interested, you can go to the column to collect and follow. You will not get lost when writing in the future~Thank you for liking! (Bow) ———————— The following is the copywriting of "Warm Road"~~ [Rebellious, arrogant and persistent young man who ran away from home] × [Freelance writer with a cold-faced and cute male mother living in the country] The estimated volume is 30w. Traveling all the way south along Lingnan, eating and wandering to the ends of the earth in Hainan, this is a complete road food article, healing and sweet article, absolutely he "Even if I become gay, I won't listen to you and get married!!" Huo Jingyao, the eldest son of the Huo family who abandoned his lofty ideals, was soaked in the heavy rain on the first day he ran away from home. Thanks to the unscrupulous merchant, a bowl of sour rice noodles caused him to suffer from gastroenteritis and fainted on the roadside due to hunger. When I woke up, I realized that I had been picked up by an RV owner. The car owner's name is Wu Yue, she is beautiful and knows magic. Because he can always accurately find the time-honored brands that have been passed down for three generations in the deep alleys, and he can also tell the story of each star under the night sky. His speaking voice was like singing a nursery rhyme, light and soft, just like his person. I just carry an old suitcase with me. The treasure must be like a lifeline. Don't let it touch, otherwise it will explode and knock people out of the car. If you don't want to live in Shankara, you can only run behind the car. Huo Jingyao was thrown on the side of the road for the nth time and forced to perform a rear-end collision. The scene of handsome guys chasing RVs under the bright sun was truly spectacular. Not to mention attracting everyone's attention, the number of people turning heads was ridiculously high. Fortunately, Huo Dashao has the habit of going to the gym, so his strength is not a big deal, and no one in the remote mountains recognizes him, no matter how shameless he is. Just think of eating all the way and exercising. He pouted. After all, no one has any secrets yet. Together they have seen the morning light at the Kaiping Diaolou, tasted the scorching night porridge at Zhanjiang Port, and cuddled up to listen to the rain on a typhoon day. Huo Jingyao's stiff edges and corners were slowly smoothed out by the fireworks and mountains and seas along the way. Wu Yue's locked suitcase was finally opened for him at sunrise in the South China Sea. Huo Jingyao's eyes suddenly turned red when he looked at the treasure inside. "This is my mother's legacy." "She spent her entire life charting her journey." "Now that the journey is over, it's time for you to go home and get married." Huo Jingyao got angry and pulled the person into his arms, fiercely. "I won't get married no matter what!" "I will sing you a lullaby for the rest of your life, please let me stay, okay?" Later, Mr. Huo, who was determined not to marry, found something cooler than running away from home and resisting marriage—— The painter who accompanied him traveled all over the north and south and painted for the rest of his life. ———— How about writing this book as a Dianping review (bushi) Eat well, drink well, have fun, sleep well, have a warm daily life, and experience life in peace and tranquility. 1V1 attack and reception, double clean, 50/50 perspective, no particular bias, he is my son and I love him all (serious face) The outline is being prepared ~ Accompanying birth attendants are welcome! ———————— The following is the copy of "I Want to Go Back to the Past"~~ [A good boy who grew up in a small county] x [A wild boy from a big city] Twenty-three-year-old Wen Tong quit his depressing job in a big city and returned to his hometown in the small county town. His mother's eye disease worsened and she was bedridden, so he had to go back to take care of her. "Tongtong, mom only has you..." He had an argument with his mother and then ran away. Fleeed home. He dug out a relic left by his father - an old mobile phone. By some strange combination of circumstances, he pulled out the charging cable and finally woke up the screen after a long time. A text message from six years ago came into his eyes: -Will you come with me? - On that rainy afternoon six years ago, Wen Tong met the man who barged in when he was seventeen. "Hello, my name is Chen Suisheng." A person who is chic, eager, and as vibrant as ears of wheat, and is incompatible with this border town. But on another sultry afternoon, with the fan in the classroom squeaking, she would lean into his ear and ask him: "Wen Tong." "Do you like me?" - His father once asked him: "Tongtong, if your father passes away, will you be afraid?" Wen Tong thought to himself, he didn't know, but his father would never abandon him. But then my father left. It rained heavily that night, and her mother cried until she lost her voice in the hospital, while Wen Tong ran away. Escaped from the hospital, escaped back home, escaped again, and finally didn't know where to escape. Until he was pulled into that embrace, the moisture and warmth covered him, and the only sound left in the world was their mutual heartbeats. "I'll take you away, I'll take you out of here." "You come with me, okay?" - Twenty-three-year-old Wen Tong returned to his hometown and set foot on the school that had long been in ruins. Passing through the mossy steps, pushing open the rusty iron door, and skimming the chalk writing on the blackboard. "Chen Suisheng." If, then, he could answer, OK. It would be nice if I could go back in time. Back to those moments when he made the wrong decision, back to that rainy night, back to... The moment when he didn't dare to grab the hand that the man extended. "Are you still willing to come with me?" "... I do." When he came to his senses, he finally plucked up the courage and took the hands that were stretched out towards him. Even if they have grown up and are no longer familiar with each other. Memories of redemption are written on campus, which is about first love, from the age of 17 to 18. The story begins at the age of 23, nostalgic for the past. It's a sweet article, it's not sweet and it doesn't cost any money, it just looks a little sour (forced truth) Welcome to move to the column and collect it~~ Intention: Evil will not suppress good