Novel: The first time the two brothers and sisters take a plane, the flight attendant asks what to drink, she: a drink for each thing

In fact, the only thing that Beggar Er did in Luoying City was to help Zhao Bureau.

He wanted to go to Taiwan Island to see, after all, the old beggar had told him a lot of strange things in this world.

Without walking thousands of miles, you simply cannot understand the world.

And the most important thing is that Qi'er now wants to improve his strength, and the treasures of Taiwan Island are really many, many...

The beggar who used to squat in the supermarket to keep warm and cool off by the way, and watched TV, he also knew this... There are three things you have to do to get to Taiwan Island.

Eat betel nut, visit the night market, and see the scenery.

The latter beggar has no interest, natural scenery is just that, humanistic scenery... After all, you occupy the land today and tomorrow and I occupy it, making it different.

On the same day, after bidding farewell to friends and posting a note on the door that "there is something to go out, the time is uncertain", the four people drove to Xuanhua City Airport.

First class, direct flight to Tai Island.

For the plane, the beggar has always been very afraid.

He practiced the Xuanmen Method ascetically, and he had the power of the Array, but he had little effect on the item of 'controlling things'.

This one, which is recorded in the ** Array Disk, has a domineering name such as 'Reverse Immortality', which specifically allows cultivators to master the ability to control objects with their minds.

The three years of beggar training, but only a little more than a gram of things, the volume can not be too big things floating.

For example...... feather.

It took half a day's effort, and it was not as painful as blowing a breath.

Three years! That's three years of work.

Fortunately, the last time he absorbed the purple qi, a trace of reverse blood wandered through his body, making his control technique stronger again.

A little more than two grams...

Beggar was a little desperate, and he felt that he might not have talent.

But in reality... What he didn't know was that the 'reverse immortality' in this **** array was just a practice he had obtained by chance.

**How many generations has the array been passed down? So far, there is no way to judge, but what is certain is that so many generations of people have not successfully practiced this 'reverse immortality' exercise.

Unlike other exercises, the Inverse ImmortalIty Exercise is divided into many levels or how many steps it has.

It has only two steps, 'success', 'growth'.

Beggar did not know that his 'success' step was already unprecedented.

As for how this anti-immortal practice came about, and why it appeared in the **** array of the Xuanmen Dacheng, no one knew.

So this leads to beggars being more afraid of flying.

Imagine spending three years of effort, only able to get a little more than two grams of things into the sky, and this plane... at least...... So many pounds!

How can it just fly in the air?

Sitting in a loose chair, the beggar was almost completely curled up there.

The Song siblings looked at each other awkwardly, decisively... Blind, his eyes did not look in that direction at all, for fear that the master would be angry.

Ugly children don't care, excitedly look left and right, and look out from that small window, happy.

At this time, the flight attendant pushed the trolley over, stood next to it very politely and said: "Sir and lady, what do you want to drink?" ”

"Thank you orange juice."

"Rum thank you."

The Song family sisters and brothers are all gone.

The ugly child blinked his eyes, flashed his eyelashes and asked, "Do you want money?" ”

The flight attendant smiled softly and said, "Little sister, these are provided for free, no money, little sister, what do you want to drink?" Is it juice or coke? ”

Ugly Er sighed, nodded, and said, "It's so tangled... Well, give me a copy of everything. ”

"Uh..."

The stewardess's face turned blue at once.

There are almost twenty drinks and drinks here, and... Obviously, this little sister is not yet an adult.

Why don't you see her family in charge of a tube?

So I looked at the Song family brothers and sisters.

The two men laughed bitterly and said to the flight attendant, "Just do as she says." ”

The flight attendant had no choice but to pour a cup and fill the entire front table with items.

Then she asked Xiang Qi'er weakly, "This gentleman, what drink do you want?" ”

Qi'er raised his head, looked at the table, looked at the ugly, frowned and reprimanded: "Ugly, how can you do this?" So rude! ”

Then he looked up at the stewardess and said, "Oh, do you still have to choose?" It's too much trouble, just follow my sister's, give me a good one. ”

After saying that, I directly retracted my head again.

The flight attendant originally nodded frequently, and when she heard the last sentence, she almost raised the kettle and slapped the beggar to death!

It's so infuriating!

Hate these bear kids the most!

But it is also helpless, can only cup by cup and come again.

After the tired and choking flight attendant left, the beggar stretched out her head and peeked at it, and then hurriedly picked up the front cup and took a sip of it.

It seems that only then will people remember that he is actually just an eighteen-year-old child.

After more than four hours of flying, the plane finally landed.

This process scared the beggar enough, and when he got off the plane, his legs and feet were obviously still shaking.

Song Baijin finally couldn't help asking, "Master, I feel... You seem to have some disgust with flying. ”

Qi'er rolled his eyes and said, "What is more than disgust?" How could a man, who was born to be raised, leave the earth so far away, feel better? Really... I always want to fly, but I don't know that if my feet leave the roots under my feet, I won't live long..."

After muttering a few words, he got into the car that the Song family had arranged long ago.

Solving the feng shui matter of the Song family, Song Xiaoxiao told the news to his grandfather Song Shiren.

He also said that he would take the master to Taiwan Island in the near future.

But this wait is many days.

Gradually, Song Shiren inevitably had some doubts.

For example...... They say that the ancestral grave was found, but according to what? Not a single photograph was sent, and no repairs were done to repair the ancestral graves.

Where did it come from?

Wouldn't it be a pity if the news that I had painstakingly obtained was wasted like this?

But then again, since xiao Xiao called a few days ago, there really hasn't been a strange incident at home.

But who can guarantee that it is not the credit of Master Situ? The ninety-nine eighty-one long lamps of the people are called a domineering.

Therefore, Song Shiren felt that the two juniors had met a liar in Luoying City.

I was just about to call them back, but I received news that two juniors had 'got' the master back.

Tangled for a while, he still sent a special car and waited at the airport.

No, it didn't take long to pick up the beggar and the ugly.

At the same time, in Luoying City, when the beggar's feet had just stepped on the land of Taiwan Island.

Jiao Ye was standing at the door of tianbao Pavilion, looking at the note pasted on it in a daze.

He opened his mouth and slapped his thigh hard, not enough, ten times, the palms of his hands were red and swollen, and he almost slapped his thighs off a piece of flesh.

Only then did he scold out loud: "Also his mother's not write where to go!" ”

Then there was another trance, and he said sadly: "It's over, this time the kneeling ancestral shrine can't hide, it's over... Only blame me... alas! Damn it! ”

……

The scenery of Taiwan Island is infinitely better.

Whether he's good or not, at least... It's better than Falling City.

It is said that this is also the first time in qi'er's life that she has left Luoying City, and she does not want to cross the ocean directly.

As soon as he got into the car, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are the betel nut sellers?" What is the taste of betel nut? ”

The driver who was responsible for picking up the 'master' was already a little confused.

In fact, he received the order to come to the airport to meet a 'master' from the mainland, but at first glance, it was a teenager, I am afraid that he was still an underage child, and he also took a little girl.

If it weren't for the young age of the Song family's siblings, they might have thought that this was an illegitimate child in the interior.

But...... Bao Buqi is the illegitimate son of an elder of the Song family... Oops, this thing is really hard to say, you must control your own mouth ah ~ ~

And right now, the ass has not yet sat hot, and I am worried about the betel nut, which... It's a bit of a dirt bun into town.

Is his sister dripping, is the hair grown? Going to see Betel Nut Xishi?

Don't be afraid of irritation!

Needless to say, the car got off the highway, and the street that entered the city was The Betel Nut Street.

The driver, too, saw a scantily clad woman come up, stopped slowly, leaned over on the side of the road, and rolled down the window on the beggar's side.

That betel nut XiShi will also be a person, and when he hit his eyes, he knew that the driver's action was to tell her that the person behind her was the main 'customer'.

Hurry up and bend down with a smiling face.

Two large meatballs on his chest squeezed against the car window and said in strange Mandarin, "Sensen, buy betel nuts?" One hundred and one boxes. ”

And Beggar, this guy who didn't show up, his eyes were about to pop out.

A little beggar of eighteen years old, who has ever seen such a posture?

The cloth on the woman's body was all pulled down and spread together, and it couldn't make a single ass pad.

In particular, the fabric is still somewhat transparent and looming.

What is even more hateful is that if there is no car door blocking, the two lumps of meat will be pasted on the beggar's face.

Swallowing heavily, Qi'er turned his head red and said to Song Baijin, "Money... money...... Hurry up! ”

Song Baijin couldn't help but pout a little, thinking in his heart: "It can be said that you have found your weakness, I said this earlier, Lao Tzu is proficient in this!" ”

In the action, he hurriedly took out his wallet, took out several New Taiwan dollars, and handed them directly to Qi'er.

The beggar didn't care how much, he directly handed it to the woman.

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment and smiled: "Xian sen seems to buy how much?" ”

The beggar said with some hesitation, "One... One...... No, two boxes! ”

"Oh hehe, Xiansen is from the mainland, right?" Chinese's a great one. ”

Directly stuffed two boxes of betel nuts, and then directly put his head in, first kissed the beggar's cheek very eagerly, and then forcefully straightened the two pieces of meat on his chest.

Even if the beggar didn't understand anything, he found out.

This is what people let him touch.

touch?!

Boom!

The sound of swallowing can be heard several meters away.

Qi'er took the betel nut and fought in his heart for half a day, and before he could get a result, the beautiful and sexy betel nut Xi Shi was pushed out by Song Xiaoxiao.

Then he pressed the car window and said, "Drive! ”

The driver hurriedly started the car and rode out of the dust.

He was afraid of this in his heart, wasn't it... Lao Tzu's work is finished?

What is the relationship between this aunt and this 'master'? Can you give an accurate number first? I this... I've been wronged!

The beggar sniffled, and sure enough... I was greatly stimulated and had a little damp heat in my nose.

Hurriedly handed a box of betel nuts to the ugly child.

I opened a box myself, and when I looked at it, there were exactly five of them, and each one was half, like a rugby ball that had been peeled off.

The hollow part was also stuffed with a lot of stuff, sesame seeds, and a green-black paste, and a layer of transparent oil.

He frowned and threw one in his mouth and chewed it.

A cool smell of mint and a strange smell of tobacco runs straight through the mouth.

Some are soft, but plenty of fiber.

After chewing a few times, I swallowed all the 'accessories', leaving only the green and black betel nut.

But the more I chewed... The more I felt as if I was chewing on a piece of wood, the more I could chew it into grass right away.

But at this time, Qi'er only felt that his head was slightly dizzy, and his chest was sweltering, as if there was a fire burning in his chest and throat, and he was a little breathless.

The head was swollen and confused, and a feeling of vomiting followed.

His eyes widened and he said angrily, "I was drugged?!" ”