Chapter 239: Are there normal people?

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Wang Yan remembered the senior Yunshan people, that's because his old man is the head of the same path.
Therefore, in Wang Yan's impression, Zheng Yi Dao is one of the orthodox inheritances of Taoism, and he is good at Fulu, Taoism, and formation methods. One by one should be energetic, dressed in Taoism.
But this young man, dressed in casual sportswear, clean and fresh, with red lips and white teeth, is still very fashionable. If he met on the street, he would only think that he was a student still studying in college. However, since the other party has shown his identity and is quite friendly, of course Wang Yan must not be rude.
He grinned and shook hands with him politely, saying: "Hello, hello, long time for your name." Wang Yan secretly a little strange, they are all the same people, why Zhang Weidao is from South China Branch. And the senior of Yunshan people, but from the Central China branch?
Another point, Wang Yan seems to be about the same age as Zhang Weidao. But he is already a domain-level strongman, and he can't help but admire secretly. It seems that there are still many leaders in the younger generation of China. We can see today.
Zhang Weidao said: "Lao Wang, you smashed my villa with a hammer, nowhere to rest, you are crowded with you."
After a few words of greeting, the two determined that Wang Yan was the same age as him and was several months older than him. The old king called him, he couldn't run away.
"Okay, then come on." Wang Yan smiled boldly, "Anyway, there are many rooms in the villa, if you don't quit drinking, you can drink two glasses together."
Wang Yan is also curious about Taoism and Fulu. It's not that you want to steal a study, or you can accumulate knowledge. I had wanted to consult with Yunshan people's predecessors at that time. Whoever wanted to have a major incident later would have no reason to care.
Wang Yan seems to be very good at Zhang Weidao's character. There is no harm in interacting with each other.
"Alcohol is not abstaining, but the amount of alcohol is very general, you don't have to fill me, Pharaoh." Zhang Weidao also replied very boldly.
"Amitabha, the monk doesn't quit drinking." The young monk, dressed in a shackle, appeared next to the two ghosts with his hands folded, "Can I join the party?"
"Haha, four do not quit. You are young, you don't quit, don't quit killing, quit drinking, quit drinking." Zhang Weidao said with a big smile, "what monk should be a monk to pray for Buddhism? Girl, taste the prosperity of the world. "
The young monk is not abstaining, but it is the solemn combination of the treasure phase: "Little Master, you are in a picture, the red dust is deep like the sea, how can you get out of it if you don't enter the ordinary dust? How can we abstain from drinking? Why have n’t we given up on drinking without tasting? "
"Since you have tasted the taste of wine, why not stop drinking?" Zhang Weidao said with a smile.
"not enough."
"not enough?"
"If you don't taste the world's fine wine, you can't obsess over it. How can you become a Buddha?" The young monk took for granted. "The monk's road to the Buddha is long, and the heart of the Buddha is like a golden stone. This wine must be drink."
"Criticism, but Master Tian appreciates you." Zhang Weidao introduced Wang Yan, who was a little dumbfounded, and said, "Lao Wang, you probably don't know this Sibu monk yet? Come, let me tell you Say, the law number he started with was called Yiwujie, and two years later it was called Jiwujie, and later, it was called Sanwujie. Now you know, his lawname has become Siwujie. By the way, monk, when do you become Wuwujie? Fifth, you will be what? "
"Amitabha, everything depends on the fate." The four refrained from saying abruptly, "When to break the ring and when to change the law."
The corners of Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and being a monk, it was a wonderful thing to be treated like this. Break a ring and change a law number.
However, he said politely: "Hello, Master Four, you can certainly attend the party, I welcome anyone there."
The four never stop talking.
There was a giggling chuckle, a green skirt curled down in the air, a woman with a temperament like a fairy. Only her laughter and means always make Wang Yan feel a creepy smell.
Then she fell to the ground, a refreshing fragrance came, and she smiled and said: "Little handsome boy, this is what you said, the slave's house has also been burnt out, and I am worried that I have nowhere to go."
Her voice was soft and crisp, but there was a dangerous chill in her heart. It was just the villa she was referring to, but there were a few flames on the top, which was not bad at all, and basically did not affect the residence.
As soon as she appeared, even Zhang Weidao and Sibujie looked awkward, and each stepped back a little, seeming to want to stay away from her.
"Yo, two brothers, what are you so afraid of your sister?" The green skirt woman covered her mouth and smiled charmingly, "Brother Zhang, are you afraid that your sister has eaten you? Four monks, do you want your sister to help you again?" Break a ring? "
Uh ... this is really a witch!
However, Wang Yan is not without a way to deal with such enchantress. Coughed twice and said, "This sister ..."
Only halfway through the words, a breath of ice appeared on his side. Nan Lian, who was wearing sunglasses and had a tall figure, took Wang Yan's hand lightly and said, "Yu Rourou, the highly toxic widow, has long been a big name. Everyone is a colleague of the National African Affairs Bureau. Party, of course welcome. But ... "
Nan Lian pondered for a while, and said that the meaning of the ice around her body was lingering: "If you want to play tricks, don't blame me."
"Yo, isn't this the ice queen Huangfu Nanlian?" Yuan Rourou said with a sullen expression, "You are so good to protect Xiao Qinglang, you can rest assured that everyone is a colleague. I just want to make friends with everyone, don't need to treat me Act as a thief? "
"Then it would be better." Nanlian smiled at the corner of her mouth and turned to say, "Xiao Yan, let's continue to drink some wine and talk to you about Shentu Tianlu."
"Okay." Wang Yan agreed with a light smile, and when he saw Lei Bang passing by, he greeted, "Brother Lei Bang, do you want to come and gather together?"
Lei paused, seeming to hesitate.
"Everyone is a colleague and exchanges feelings with each other." Wang Yan knew what personality he was, and hesitated to show that he had attached great importance to Wang Yan's words. Otherwise, with his original peeiness, it is estimated that there will be no birds before passing by.
Finally, Lei Hong nodded, walked to Wang Yan's side, and nodded at him. But he was still unpredictable to other people, and he was not close to anyone. His attitude is already very clear, here he only gives Wang Yan a face. As for the others, they are too lazy to ignore.
This makes Wang Yan feel secretly, is there any normal person among superpowers? Need to use it, each one is so special?
"Stinky boy, you play slowly." There was a voice from a far away corpse man. "This seat is sullen, so I won't attend the dinner and go to the city."
Then he walked back and forth with his hands on the outside of the villa. Behind the burly silver armor, carrying a dark silver coffin, rumbling footsteps, followed step by step.
Wang Yan is speechless, senior corpse, of course, you are okay to go to the city to walk around, of course, there is no problem. But will taking out such a domineering silver armor cause social panic?
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Half an hour later, in Wang Yan's villa.
A group of people were sitting in the living room, on the sofa, or sitting on the floor. Everyone is drinking wine, eating various snacks and chatting happily. If it were not for the different images of these people, ordinary people would really think that this is a group of ordinary young people.
The large television in the living room has been activated and is playing a talent show. The noise was tumultuous, but it was a little lively.
"A glass, give me another glass." Lei Hong, whose image is cold, his eyes slightly scarlet, and a pair of white wings have been raised high, bragging with Wang Yan, saying, "Brother, I will give you a good talk, Some interesting things at the 'Joint Care of Mother Earth Joint Meeting' this time. "
Wang Yan's face was black. Based on the brother's urine, it is estimated that the most interesting thing in the joint meeting of Laozizi is that you are drinking.
A glass? Of course I can't give him a drink.
A few bottles of this thing will go down, it is estimated that we will dismantle the headquarters of our National African Bureau.
Today this wine is obviously slightly higher. Thinking that there is a dinner today, it is estimated that he has to fight against people. Of course, Wang Yan gave him beer, the so-called glass of wine, which is just a bottle of beer.
But even then, after only four or five bottle caps went down, he was already talking nonsense, and he got up.
"Giggle!" Yuan Rourou, the poisonous widow, sat in the middle of Zhang Weidao and Sibujie. There was a posture of cuddling from left to right, and a series of silver bell-like laughter came out, "Little Taoist, little monk. The elder sister's joke, isn't it good? Why are you all such a bitter gourd? "
"Ha ha ha ha."
Zhang Weidao and Sibujie each strongly supported their smiles and showed a very happy expression.
"Okay, don't tease the two of you." Yuan Rourou, dressed in a green dress costume, was drunkenly holding a red wine glass, and said to Wang Yan with a smile, "It is rare to see a little handsome boy like you, come , My sister respects you a glass of wine. "
During the talk, the lotus arm was light, and a glass of red wine had been handed to Wang Yan.
Suddenly, strange things happened. Obviously it was a glass of rose-red wine, and after she shook her hand, the color of the wine turned into green, green and turquoise.
Wang Yan also remembered the green mist that she had sprayed when she was fighting fires. When she was extinguished by fire, the flowers were extinguished. Even if the stones touched, they would black and crack.
It can be seen that those green mists are highly toxic. Cooperating with her nickname, you know what this glass of wine is all about?
Wang Yan felt his chin and groaned slightly. What does this highly toxic widow mean?
"Cough, little handsome boy, you are too courageous." Yuan Rourou smiled and smiled, "Yeah, do you know why I am called a highly toxic widow? Hey, well toxic, well understood. My ability to awaken is to control toxins. As for the widow, giggling, because my sister poisoned her husband on the wedding night. Giggling ~ "
A series of silver bell-like laughter echoed in the living room, which made people creepy.
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