Chapter 35: Slut King!

Nanshan was not intentional-he came out of the Shengquan cave full of pain at that time, only to sober outside for a moment, and before he could wait for the breath of his chest to clear, he began to use his eyes to search for Chu Huan habitually. s position.
As a result, accidentally, Nanshan saw the scene where he and the goalkeeper named Yuan Ping pulled.
Nanshan could not hear what the two people were talking about, but it seemed that he almost started to move again. He just had to pull in, but found that their full martial arts did not move. After a while, they stood together side by side, as if calmly. Talked about what.
Nanshan stood on the spot and suddenly felt that he was too busy.
He was burning with jealousy in his chest, but he thought that it was unreasonable to burn, and people would look very ugly as soon as he lost his reasoning. Nanshan knew this reason very well-now he was unreasonable because of this jealousy, so he was burning , Ashamed of the side.
With his heart split in half, he was imprisoned in the sky of ice and fire.
The newborn gatekeeper buried the scarred snake that the former chief had reared together, and reinforced the mountain gate defense. There has been a great battle here. It is the ferocious atmosphere of the mountains and the blood, and it can temporarily deter those enemies who do not have long eyes in a short time.
The children who were trapped in the mountain for one night a day were finally let go down the mountain. They glued the flat heads and feet together, forming a circle, filled with big stones in the middle, and made a simple earth. At his feet, the hot wheels took turns rolling down.
If the flat man didn't die well and still had a little choice, he would rather have Chu Huan's neck directly twisted at the time, rather than be treated as a child's toy and die alive.
When Nanshan walked down the mountain gate, he happened to meet the little bald man who ran crying and cried. The little bald man only cried and cried without looking at the road. His head hit Nanshan's leg.
Nanshan lifted him and sighed helplessly: "Why are you always crying?"
The little baldness grabbed his trouser legs with a headache, touched tears on his trousers, stretched out his hand with a flower, and said: "She hit me ..."
The flowers and bones glared at the accused spirit, but in the presence of the patriarch, he did not dare to make an order and bowed angrily at Nanshan.
However, Nanshan felt a little depressed at the moment, and he was not in the mood of being a child contradiction adjuster. He just wiped away the tears of the little bald head and said to Hua Guduo: "Don't bully the children."
Just so perfunctoryly broke this lawsuit.
Hua Gu Duo said unhappy: "Whoever bullied him, it is he who robs me first!"
Then the two little things blamed each other on your words, and they were tumbling up and down. They were nothing more than two small things, "chicken feather" and "garlic skin", and they couldn't pull out any flowers.
Nanshan listened to both ears one by one, listening and listening, and he suddenly became enchanted like a demon.
He stood there for a long time without knowing it, and stretched out a palm, covering his little bald head.
"You can't touch other people's things." Nanshan said, although he was faced with a little bald head, he didn't know who to tell him. "Do you know?"
Both the little bald head and Hua Gu Duo were shocked by the solemn attitude of the patriarch, and nodded in unclear ways.
Nanshan gently pushed behind the little bald head, waved at the two of them, and motioned for them to play by himself, and then he left with a heavy heart.
As a patriarch, he was always unclean, and halfway stopped by Xiaofang.
Xiao Fang wiped his sweat, while reporting to Nanshan on the progress of their corpse collection. Nanshan listened carefully, his face was grim, and he had not spoken for a long time.
Xiaofang stared at his big beautiful eyes, looked at the patriarch without a word in confusion, nervously involuntarily, thought he was thinking about something profound.
After a while, Nanshan turned his head, but it was as if he discovered that there was still such a living creature around him. After he was startled, an awkward expression finally appeared on his face, and he coughed: "What did you just say? ? "
Xiaofang: "..."
When it's done, the patriarch's soul seems to have been taken away by something, and I must tell the elder later.
Finally, Nanshan was able to breathe after passing a bunch of idlers, etc. He avoided the crowd and climbed alone to a large stone on the mountain gate, looking out at the gleaming river in the distant sunlight.
During this period, he couldn't help but carefully recall all the causes and consequences after knowing Chu Huan.
With regard to every detail of Chu Huan, Nanshan has repeatedly scrutinized the source.
Thinking of the goodness of Chu Huan to him, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, thinking that Chu Huan did not hesitate to refuse to accept the ceremony and refuse to stay in the family, his mood is very complicated-such a person, on the one hand It made him feel sincere and communicative. He didn't look away, and on the one hand, he lost his soul for the reasoned rejection of the other party.
When Nanshan fell into the depths of his memories, he suddenly felt a strong unwillingness.
Nanshan involuntarily released the harmonica that Chu Huan gave him, but instead of blowing it in his mouth, he squeezed it in his palm and kept playing.
When his fingers touched the smooth and cold surface of the harmonica, Nanshan found that there was no way for a person to control his mind.
For a few minutes, Nanshan thought of his mother for no reason.
He spent most of his childhood with the elders. The elders brought him up and watched him as the patriarch.
However, there may be a very special connection between the child and the mother. Although Nanshan has no impression of his shameful father, he can occasionally recall a little about his mother.
He remembered that the woman was strong and warm, had a bad temper, and never spoke softly, but she occasionally put her palm on his head, and so gently entrusted him to a beautiful dream.
Nanshan always wondered why she would like such a person. However, it was only now that he suddenly realized that he really liked a person, but he was obsessive and difficult to control.
It's not that there is no gain in thinking about this, and Nanshan suddenly found something in it-he seems to have been catching the wind and shadows all the time. About Chu Huan, many things are just speculation, and there is no reliable basis.
Although he educated the little bald head that "others' things can't be moved", is it possible ... he is not someone else's at all?
The thought flashed through his mind, and Nanshan was like a corpse, and Mao Zedong jumped up from the big stone.
He decided to ask clearly.
But the decision is on the one hand, and how to ask is another question.
Nanshan thought while walking. He remembered once once he asked Chu Huanxi whether he liked him or not. Although Nanshan clearly knew that he didn't mean that at the time, he also remembered that Chu Huan avoided this question.
What can't you answer directly, you have to avoid it? Nanshan came to his own conclusion and came to the conclusion that Chu Huan is so euphemistic and should not like it very much.
In Nanshan's life, he has never planned such a roundabout strategy in terms of interpersonal communication, which makes his palms sweat.
He thinks he should ask a little more politely, it is better to be side-by-side, not to let people perceive his true intentions, so that if he learns that Chu Huan has indeed taken the lead, then he can step back silently. In one step, it will not do anything that destroys the "contract" of others, nor will it appear too embarrassing or ugly.
Then if the time is long enough, he will smooth out his little thoughts.
So if ... Chu Huan is not someone else's?
Nanshan stepped in, and stopped standing like a monster.
At this moment, the sound of the snake came from the grass, and the little poisonous snake crawled up the Nanshan's trouser legs, wrapped around his wrist half-death, Nanshan looked at it absently and asked casually: "You are not going to the Holy Spring Did you drink water? How come back so quickly? "
Speaking of this, the little poisonous snake was very angry, spitting the snake letter "sizzle", and the tail could not beat Nanshan's arm sharply, shaking his head like a complaint.
But Nanshan neither understood the language of the snake, nor had the mood to watch it play a one-man show. The man just asked casually, gave a small viper a glance, and quickly immersed himself in his endless plans for the future. The mountain road walks like a walking dead body-stiff, soul flying outside.
At this moment, at the gatekeeper's cave entrance, Ruger walked to Chu Huan.
The gatekeeper's patriarch was not followed by the serpent, and he seemed to be a single figure. He was still born with a dark eyebrow like a ghost, and looked at Chu Huan's eyes full of scrutiny and distrust.
Yuan Ping was forced to act as a translator in the middle.
"The elder said that you are the man in the holy book?" Ruger said bluntly and coldly. In fact, he knew that he was asking for something. Yuan Ping, the new gatekeeper, is the most direct evidence, since they have been generation after generation. Since the beginning of the inheritance, the birth of a new life in the Holy Spring is still the first in the world.
Chu Huan hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to answer-he didn't know what was going on.
Ruger closed his eyebrows and said, "I still don't like you very much."
Yuan Pingfei quickly translated this sentence, and immediately interrupted to add his own opinion: "He is right, I don't like it either."
Chu Huan smirked diplomatically, put on his glasses again, and got a good decent frame: "I heard the guardian said that you do n’t like me, there is nothing to explain, no matter where I am from, I am worthy of my conscience. "
Yuan Ping said angrily: "Do you have a clear conscience? How dare you say! How many conscientious things have you done in your life?"
This translator was very unreliable and directly left his post. He left the two sides of the communication aside and switched the speed of light to the words of the Liyi tribe. He said to Ruger: "Patriarch, do n’t believe him. I tell you that he is The kind of cheap goods that will report to the teacher that other students are smoking in the toilet.
Ruger: "..."
Chu Huan: "..."
Although Chu Huan may not be able to fully understand this Liyi dialect or the mixed Chinese nouns, but with his understanding of Yuan Ping, as long as it is spoken from that mouth, even if it is cats and dogs, he can guess A rough idea.
Chu Huan didn't understand that he had nothing to worry about what the grandson was doing. Originally, his relationship with the gatekeeper was very tense, and now it's okay, there is such a stick in the middle that fears that the world will not be chaotic.
What makes Chu Huan even more troublesome is that Ruger has a very good attitude towards the outgoing Yuan Ping.
The gatekeepers are all old from birth to death. They have experienced one death in a generation, and then passed down through the blood and thoughts of the guardians. The family of guardians is changing. The gatekeepers use it as a medium, of course. Will change with time, and over time, it will be completely unrecognizable.
However, even though they are totally unrecognizable, they still cannot escape the shadow of the past. Only this new gatekeeper looks so clean and pure. In Ruger ’s eyes, Yuan Ping is like a newborn child. But he still couldn't help softening his attitude towards this person.
Ruger glanced at Yuan Ping and lowered his voice and said: "You just came to us, many things are unfamiliar, you can chat with him for a while, when the sun sets on the tip of the mountain over there, we will be in the mountain Dinner at the door, remember to come over. "
Yuan Ping was stunned, and he heard the extra care in his words. It seemed a little embarrassed and showed a very bright smile: "Okay, sure."
He now has a sense of belonging to the patriarch, because the patriarch hated the surname Chu as much as he did.
Ruger's eternally stern face showed a rare smile like a lucky light, and turned away.
The Chu Huan generation had received it and was very helpless. Just about to say something, Hua Gu Duo and the little bald head came to pull at this time. The old met him and greeted happily together: "Big King!"
Chu Huan only realized that he had forgotten this stubbornness. He didn't let his mouth choke on the spot.
Yuan Ping heard the mandarin Mandarin and looked back suspiciously, and found that it was the children of two mountain-keepers. He was very surprised. He said, "Who is this wild child?" What do you say?
Yuan Ping just started to yell at him, Chu Huan quickly covered his mouth with a quick hand, and dragged him aside.
Yuan Ping finally broke free from Chu Huan's hand: "You forgot to take the medicine? Which kind of rabies is committed!"
Chu Huan was full of worries and doubted that he would not be able to raise his head in front of this person for a lifetime, but there is a group of passionate mountain-keeper brothers, how can this be concealed? There is no fire in the paper.
With this hesitation, Yuan Ping immediately shook his wits, and his eyes responded: "Wait, won't you teach you?"
Seeing Chu Huan's silence, Yuan Ping was more energetic: "This is fresh, come here, come tell me, what are you looking for?"
Although Chu Huan tried his best to beautify himself and attempted to package the incident into a natural disaster that no one could stop, Yuan Ping always speculated him with the greatest maliciousness and perfectly filtered out the truth of the matter.
Then Yuan Ping made a terrible laugh at him by beating the water dog.
"I ... I ... ouch!"
Chu Huan kicked on his stomach, Yuan Ping rolled on the ground and said: "I know, you must be in love with me, knowing that I always want to adjust you, and gave me such a big handle in person ... ... Ouch! You kick ... you still have handles! "
Some people really miss each other as well as let him die.
Chu Huan said coldly: "Your cat is with me."
Yuan Pingmeng was so excited that he couldn't care about silly music anymore. Someone turned up from the ground, and his voice changed tone: "I ... my little Joe?"
There are always some scarred shoehorns whose face is better than Zhou Lang. I really don't know what is going on in this world.
Chu Huan put his hands into the capital and said inexplicably: "After following me, I changed my name to Dami."
"Da Mi?" Yuan Ping got angry at that time, and he was so angry that he couldn't say anything. "You ... you dare ... you dare to insult our beauty, you're nothing!"
The two men just started fighting again because of the name of a cat father.
It wasn't until the coming Nanshan pulled them apart.
Chu Huan was always gentle and steady in front of Nanshan, but due to the existence of Yuan Ping, a strange species, his image was completely destroyed. When he looked at Nanshan ’s eyes, he was embarrassed to know how good he was.
Chu Huan couldn't hold his face, bowed his head against the corner of the mouth, and grinned at Nanshan with a smile: "It's fine."
Nanshan turned him behind him, intentionally or unintentionally, he turned to block him, and he swept Yuan Ping with a territorial consciousness, and he had a moment of emotion. Yuan Ping shouted reluctantly: "My beautiful lady Bing Qing Yu Jie, what will you become after you? Da Mi ... Da Mi Mi!"
Nanshan: "..."
When he finally reached his mouth, he grunted and fell back to his stomach with his feet.
Chu Huan: "Just a cat, as for? You haven't finished the dead girl gun!"
Oh, a cat ...
Nanshan breathed a sigh of relief. He coughed dryly, a little emotion brewed, and lifted a sigh of relief, preparing the words again.
Yuan Ping: "For your aesthetic taste, dare to remember Lulu, I think you are a toad and want to eat swan meat!"
Nanshan was choked with immortality and almost didn't come up in one breath. He followed the words like "Lulu?"
The adolescent goddess has become someone else's wife and mother, and Chu Huan hasn't thought about it for a long time.
But because of his bad faith in Nanshan, he still inexplicably did not want others to presume her in Nanshan, and immediately waved his hands like a fly, clearing the relationship: "How many years old Huang Li has fallen out, you are sick-she It's my nephew's mother now. "
Nanshan's heart lifted back, and he felt as if he had a string in his chest, tightened again and again, relaxed again and again, and tossed back and forth.
But when Nanshan's hands and feet were cold to resolve the dispute between the rivals, the mallet ran out of nowhere and waved at them from afar: "Patriarch! What a slut! The gatekeeper brother, the mountain gate fire burned , Ready to eat! "
It's really time to come, brother.
Most of the words that Nanshan had just prepared had been forgotten. He fumbled for a long time in a state of confusion, without finding any clues, and finally swallowed back the words helplessly.